For anyone that's read chapter 9 before, I posted it too early I don't know why. But go back and read it again from where it finished. There's a little more including a little smut. Wouldn't want you to miss out.
"Yeah, but that wasn't my fault!" Bailey pointed to herself.
Hayley laughed. "It was so!" She turned to Sam. "She slept with him!"
"I didn't know he was a witch?" She laughed. "Sam, back me up."
"Bailey, Sam would not be stupid enough to sleep with anything we'd hunt." Sam stayed silent and Hayley turned. "Right?" She smiled.
He opened his mouth to talk, taking a big inhale then closed his mouth.
"Oh my God!" Bailey punched his knee lightly. "I actually win this fight." She smiled.
"No wait," Hayley put her hand out, "you've slept with something we'd hunt?"
"Yes." He smiled worried.
"What?" Bailey shuffled forward clearly happier than she should be.
"Werewolf."
"Oh!" Bailey leaned back with her mouth open in shock and smiling. "Did she Jacob out?"
Sam screwed up his forehead. "We thought she had been cured, when I woke up she was gone." He looked to the mattress.
Hayley put her hand on his. "What happened?"
He looked up. "She begged me to kill her," Sam smiled a little but it wasn't happiness, "and I did."
He turned his hand over to let Hayley hold his.
"Well that went from awesome to sucking in zero point five." Bailey huffed.
Hayley sighed. "Well, it was a lesson." She looked to Bailey.
"Yeah, don't worry about it. The witch guy tried to sacrifice me to Lucifer." Sam looked up. "Mental, right?"
Sam cleared his throat. "Um..."
"What?" Bailey laughed. "Oh right, the seals thing." She waved her hand in the air making fun and reached for a biscuit.
Sam looked to Hayley and widened his eyes. "Sister." She smiled by way of an apology.
Sam shook his head. "No, I was going to say that uh..." Sam looked to the bed again.
"I'm gonna go." Bailey made to stand.
Sam put his hand out. "No, Bailey honestly, stay." He laughed a little. "She'll just tell you anyway." Hayley and Bailey shared a look. "Remember I told you about my... problem?"
"The demon blood?" Hayley put her hand on her stomach. "Oh."
"You alright?" Sam put his hand over hers.
"Yeah," she squinted, "just got a shooting pain there," she laughed a little as her face relaxed, "I'm good."
Sam sighed and withdrew his hand. "Well, remember I told you about Ruby?"
Hayley and Bailey nodded and Sam pursed his lips together. They both slowed their movements. "No?" They both said it and looked to each other. Sam just nodded.
Dean pulled up to the base and the boys climbed out the car. Dean exhaled as he stood waiting on Cas rounding to his side. "What's wrong?" Cas stopped beside him.
Dean looked down. "My legs are still recovering from earlier." Cas smiled and pulled Dean's hand towards the base.
"They're probably asleep inside."
"Yeah," Dean held the door, "let's be quiet." Cas nodded and looked at Dean as he stood with the door open. "What?"
"Dean..." Cas moaned.
"Stop!" Dean lightly shoved his shoulders then exhaled to himself as he watched Cas' ass.
They walked into the base and along the corridor towards their bedroom. Dean leaned to see Sam's bedroom door closed so they creeped into their room not even turning the light on and shut the door behind him. "Honestly, babe." Dean took off his jacket. "I could have crashed that car."
Cas walked to him and took the jacket from him, he put his finger to Dean's lips. "But, you didn't." He kissed him quickly. "Stop going on about it."
Dean widened his eyes. "But I could have!" Dean followed Cas over to the chair where he put Dean's coat and Cas laughed to himself. "I don't remember the last time I drove at 50 miles per hour." He said it more to himself.
Cas put his jacket with Dean's and then started to unbutton his shirt "I wasn't sure about that burger."
Dean shook his head as he pulled his pants off. "No me neither. Too dry." Dean threw his pants passed Cas to the chair.
Cas nodded and dumped his shirt before reaching for his pants. "I'm going to hold you to that."
"What?" Dean stretched his legs and took a step towards Cas as he hopped out of his pants and draped them over the rest of the clothes.
Cas smiled. "Bending me over the table."
Dean raised his eyebrows and pointed to Cas. "Don't start."
Two doors down the three were back into their story telling. Sam had commandeered the last of the Butter Pecan.
Hayley looked up to the ceiling as Bailey finished her sentence then to the wall on her left.
"What?" Sam looked at her.
"I thought I heard talking." She shook her head and looked away.
The other two waited and heard it. "It'll be Dean and Cas back." Bailey offered.
Sam sighed and looked up with his eyes closed letting the tub lower to the bed. "Please, please, don't have sex."
The girls laughed. "They probably already did." Bailey took a drink of her soda while the other two nodded.
Sam suddenly remembered, he widened his eyes. "I remember what I was going to ask, did you two ever feel silly?" They looked to each other. "I mean you actually have to introduce yourselves as sisters 'Hayley and Bailey'?"
The girls smiled. "People assumed we were twins, you know how some people get that?" Sam looked at Bailey confused. "Like Arran and Darren or Chloe and Zoe." Sam realised and smiled nodding.
Back in the room Cas laughed. "What? You were the one talking about putting me over the table in the bar."
Dean pointed. "You're doing this on purpose."
Cas smiled again. "What? Tease you and tease you until you come harder than you have done before?" Dean glared. "Me? Never."
"You want to play this game?" Dean walked towards Cas and he backed up against the thin dresser that ran along the wall. He started kissing Cas, it wasn't romantic and it wasn't slow. They heard laughter and they stopped, they looked to the wall behind Dean and then back to each other. Dean smirked. "Oh, I have a new game."
Dean kissed Cas' neck as he rubbed the front of Cas' boxers and Cas opened his mouth to let out a loud exhale. It shouldn't be hot but he knew he had trouble holding in his noises and it only made it hotter having to keep it in. Usually they wouldn't bother but the pair were awake and only two doors away.
"Do..." Cas brought his own hand to Dean who was just as hard as he was and rubbed harder, squeezing a little. "Do you do more than dance?" Cas managed to breath out followed by a little laugh when Dean paused and pulled back.
"Oh, wrong move, babe." Dean hooked his fingers into Cas' boxers and pulled them down, coming face to face with Cas' cock. He looked to it and then back up to Cas. "Wrong move." He put his right hand around Cas and licked the tip over the slit like an ice cream, Cas slowly closed his eyes. He then let go, hooked his own boxers and pulled them down as he stood back up. Dean just stood there, he leaned forward and kissed Cas before biting his lip and pulling back, only slowly letting it go. Cas looked at him as he pointed down and raised an eyebrow.
Cas tried not to smile as he slowly got down on one of his knees, looking at Dean the whole time. "Am I a replacement for lube now?" Cas licked his lips and put his left hand around Dean before he slowly took Dean's tip in his mouth, sucking gently, and Dean moaned ever so slightly. Cas looked up and then took more and more of Dean in his mouth. Dean put his hand out, stroking it through Cas' hair when Cas hummed he seemed to remember himself.
"That should be enough, babe." Dean inhaled when Cas let him go and stood up. "What are you going to do to me, Dean?"
Dean let out a little chuckle, it was deep in his throat. Cas was driving him mad and he loved it. He looked down at the floor, smiling and shaking his head. He looked up and shoved Cas up against the wall. He kissed him and Cas pushed back just as hard. Dean ground into Cas, both of them letting little breaths escape as their cocks slid together, a little saliva transferring to Cas' own cock, before Dean put his right hand under Cas' bum and pulled it up, he had barely moved his left arm down before Cas lifted himself up, using his weight on his left leg on Dean to do so. Dean pushed him back against the wall and they gasped apart.
"I love you." Dean whispered.
"I love you too." Cas smiled before he brought himself close to Dean's face and looked to his lips. "Now, fuck me."
Dean got harder instantly, if that was possible. He grunted, lifted Cas up and, his cock dripping with Cas' saliva, he quickly sunk Cas down on him.
They both moaned and Cas bit his lip. "Dean..." He tried to whisper. Dean's lips were a hair's width away from Cas'.
Dean thrusted hard once, getting as far in as he could, and Cas let out a moan. "You're already losing." Dean opened his mouth, bared his teeth and moaned as he thrusted hard once again.
Cas griped onto Dean's shoulders and shook his head. "We'll see." He hooked his feet together behind Dean's back.
Dean let out another chuckle and Cas moaned. "That good?" Cas nodded so Dean laughed again and he moaned louder. "Cas?"
"Yeah?" Cas bit his lip again as Dean slowly rolled his hips.
Dean thrusted, again once, hard and faster. "I haven't even started and you're falling apart."
Cas swallowed hard, almost choking on his own breath. "Bring it." Cas bit Dean's lip.
Dean smiled and began to thrust slowly in succession. Cas started moaning more. "You want to take that back?"
Cas shook his head. "Faster."
Dean sped up and Cas got louder. Dean leaned in until his nose touched the side of Cas'. "Say it."
"Dean..." Cas felt himself move, using Dean's shoulder's to push himself up and down in rhythm with Dean.
"Say it." Dean sped up. They were sticking together and every time Dean thrust they pushed together and then peeled apart.
"Dean, fuck!" Cas shouted.
"That's it." Dean glanced over his shoulder. "Try whispering it."
"Dean, Dean, fuck!" Cas let his head fall back to the wall and Dean looked to the door again. "Dean, I can't..."
Dean leaned Cas on his right hand and Cas tightened his legs biting his lip trying to keep it in. He put his left hand over Cas' mouth. "Is this okay?"
Cas nodded. He scratched his left hand up through Dean's hair and mumbled 'fuck' against Dean's hand before pulling Dean's hair. Dean let his head tilt back and opened his mouth. "Oh God, Cas." Dean moved back a little, so that Cas was barely touching the wall and Cas tightened his eyes getting louder under Dean's hand, he moved his hand back to Dean's shoulder to steady himself. "There?" Dean asked and Cas nodded. Dean thrust harder. Cas reached to touch himself. "No," Dean was getting louder himself, "just me?" Cas opened his eyes and then nodded. "Shit, Cas." Dean tilted his head and then let go of Cas' mouth, putting his hand under Cas properly and Cas immediately moaned. "I need to hear you."
"Dean, I'm getting close." Dean could feel Cas' grip on his shoulder tighten.
"Cas, shit, I'm there." Dean admitted.
"Good, so am I!" Cas rushed it out.
"Say it again." Dean moaned. "Say it."
Cas leaned into Dean's ear. "Fuck, fuck, fu-" Cas moaned, screwing up his eyes as Dean thrust harder then started to slow.
"Cas..." Dean moaned into Cas' ear.
They both gripped the other tight, fingers slipping in sweat as they both came together.
Sam was leaning forward in the bed with a pillow over his head. Hayley tapped him on the shoulder and Sam looked up still holding the pillow around him. "They're done." Sam gingerly let one part of the pillow leave his ear and listened. When he heard nothing he let it fall to the bed. Sam caught Hayley looking at him just as Bailey started to talk, he could have sworn she bit her lip there. And he neck was red. Was she serious? Sam shook it and looked to Bailey.
"So," Hayley looked at Bailey too as she munched on a biscuit, "you weren't kidding when you said Cas was a screamer." She pointed her biscuit at Sam. "You're not," she pointed to the wall, "that bad."
Sam let his face fall into the pillow.