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Cas wasn't sure how long he was sat staring at his hands but when he looked up it was dark, angels live for such a long time, its easy loose days like this, because really a day for an angel is like a minute for a human, though this has been applying less and less for Castiel he was beginning to realise how slow time actually went but how fast it can pass you by.

He pulled out Jimmy's wallet from his trouser pocket where he found it last night when he started to shuffle and distract himself from a dozing Dean. He opened it and stares at the photo inside, his wife and daughter. A horrible pull in Cas' stomach made him look away from their smiling, innocent faces, he had ripped that family apart, they were good people they didn't deserve what he was putting them through. They deserved to be happy; all Jimmy did was believe in god and look what he did to him. Castiel felt guilty, a horrible new emotion that made him ashamed of himself, and want to set things right, let Jimmy go. But he knows that's impossible he would go straight back to his family, like he should but it would only put them in danger and then he would be left without a vessel. He put the photo away and put the wallet back in his pocket before his heart broke anymore, the damage was done he couldn't go back he couldn't make it right. Cas needed to feel something that didn't hurt him, something good. He knew exactly where to go.

With a swipe of his wings he fluttered into the motel room, both hunters were asleep and he strolled immediately to Dean's sleeping body. Dean was lying on his back right arm under his pillow more than likely griping a knife or gun or weapon of some sort and his left was on his stomach. Cas stood by his bed and waited, it didn't take long before, Cas felt an air bubble form in his throat, that smile. Cas couldn't help himself, he knelt by the bed and towered over the man's body, so close he felt his warmth.

Cas moved forward slowly so his nose gently grazing the sleeping hunters check as he nuzzled slightly, he felt that little speck of stubble and smelt his scent, the movement made Dean stir a little in his sleep and Cas jump back, so much he fell on his butt as he froze and watched Dean fidget a little. Cas stayed were he was for a few minutes making saw that the hunter was still asleep, when he was certain he was he crawled back to his side.

Cas lent forward so his face was back to being inches away from Dean's, warm breath hit the angel hit giving him goosebumps each time, his right hand started to trace Dean's features making sure he wasn't making contact but close enough to almost feel him.

The angel moved again, so his face was directly above Dean's, his breathing became rusty as he stared at his lips, before he could help himself he lowered himself and pressed his lips against Dean's, it was soft so soft that the skin of their lips barley touched but was enough for Cas to have life and energy rush through him as his heart rate doubled. Cas' eyes were wide as he parted, he couldn't believe he just did that but then, Dean smiled in his sleep again and did some strange thing with his mouth and nose that crinkled his face Cas couldn't work it out, but it was still mesmerising. He brought their lips together again, a little firmer then before, to Cas' surprise Dean kissed him back, was this normal? Was Dean awake? Cas didn't care he grabbed Dean's t shirt and pulled him closer, the hunter kissed back hard and soon started to moan, despite his heavy breathing he could still hear Dean's and as it shifted he realised Dean was waking, Cas panicked he sucked Dean bottom lips a little before flying to the other side of the room he couldn't leave the motel he wasn't strong enough to loose sight of the man, Dean shot up eyes wide and panting he looked around the room, Cas hadn't forgotten to go invisible to human eye so he wasn't spotted.

Dean sighed as he looked under the covers to his hard on, before raising a hand, brushing his fingers over his lips and closed his eyes remembering the contact.

"Dammit Cas." the hunter mumbled as he rolled his eyes to looked at the ceiling.

Cas was completely shell shocked at hearing those two words fall from the mans mouth. Yeah he seemed annoyed but not surprised the hunter defiantly asleep but how did he know what's the angel had done? Did Dean think the whole thing was a dream? If he did he didn't seem taken back by it. What was going on? All Cas wanted to do was approach him; feel him, touch him, smell him, but for the life of him he could couldn't move. Dean had said his name Cas was more confused then he had ever been.

The angel was frozen in place in the small dirty kitchen and watched wide eyed as Dean fell back onto his lumpy mattress and stared at the ceiling. The angel had to fight with every ounce of strength he had not to read Dean's thoughts, though the soft lazy smile that he wore as he ran the fingers of his left had up and down his chest gave the angel ideas of the kinds of thought he could be having, stupid crazy ideas that were impossible, should be impossible.

Dean looked over to Sam quickly checking he was asleep before his left hand disappeared below the cover. Cas continued to stare as the hunters hand began to rise and fall beneath the material, Cas wasn't well practised as sexual acts particular masturbation but he wasn't as naive as Dean thought him to be, it was clear what he was doing and the sight of it gave Cas yet another erection, he was getting sick of this.

Being an angel he was more alert adn aware to changes in temperature and noises etc so he could feel the rise in Dean's body heat and his heart beat faster as he hand pumped himself faster and harder, the faces and noises of pleasure that Dean made gave Cas a feeling in his stomach and his cock. The next thing he knew he was standing over Dean as the hunter stroked himself, eyes closed and bottom lips between his teeth, oh god Cas thought this man would surely be the death of him, again.

When Dean let out a soft moan Cas' eyes rolled into the back of his head, he moved his hand to his own hard dick and started to stroke it gently through his trousers, he felt so sinful and dirty, he had no idea how he was going to look Dean in the eye tomorrow but right now it just felt to damn good to stop, sparks of what felt a little like electricity came from the friction he created. The angel could have sworn he heard Dean moan his name as he came but he was a bit distracted with his own pleasure and he figured it was just wishful thinking, when he thought he heard his name and the sight of Dean's face as he did came made Cas come to. The angel had to bit his lip to stop him from groaning out loud as he spurting into his boxers.

As Cas came down from his orgasm he watched Dean quickly clean himself and tossed and turned for the next half an hour trying to get back to sleep. When Cas' breathing went back to normal and he could think logically again he wished he didn't, he instantly felt guilty and foolish, what was he thinking. Though one thought stuck in his mind the entire night as he stood and watch the hunter dream was that, Dean had said his name when he woke up, that gave him his own smile as well as a tingly feeling in every part of his body, he liked that feeling he clung to it through the night.

ha! so erm yeah a little bit of a pervy cas, gotta love it lol ;D

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