Disclaimer: I own nothing except Beth, and she had a mind of her own…

Beth waited for about twenty minutes, listening to the shower run, wondering what Cas was thinking about his first shower ever. The water was still running ten minutes later, so she decided she better check on him. Just as she opened the door to the bathroom to ask him if he was ok, he turned off the water and stepped out. Beth's eyes widened the suit pants had hidden more than she had thought. Castiel's dark hair was black with water; it was matted to his face, with water running in long lines down the side of his face, leading down to incredible shoulders. They were hard with muscle, and as his arms lifted to wipe the water from his eyes, and face, she saw his firm hard, and very slick chest and abdomen, which was covered in a dusting of jet black hair, leading a fine trail down to….stop she thought, don't look, but she couldn't help it, she just had to. She glanced, and looked away quickly, a flush creeping up her neck and cheeks.

Cas didn't notice anything. He was busy looking at his fingers, at the wrinkled tips. He looked up at her, completely unaware that he wasn't supposed to be naked in front of her, to him it was natural, organic. "What is wrong with my hands?" he asked, in wonder. He held them out to her to look at, but she just looked down at the floor, avoiding the amazing view in front of her.

"Uh…I…uh…gotta go check on the cake." She fled out of the tiny room as fast as she could leaving Cas to stare at her backside. He walked out to the tiny bedroom, and saw clothes that Beth had laid out for him, jeans, a white t-shirt, a thin blue sweater, boxers, socks, and tennis shoes. She had guessed the sizes, figuring they could go shopping later for more items. There was no way she was going to spend the rest of her life looking at him in that rumpled suit. Cas looked at the items, picking them up, feeling the texture. He knew the basics, underwear, pants, and the shirts, he just didn't know why there were two shirts, although he was more than pleased that Elizabeth had taken the time to pick him out clothes. He slid himself into the boxers, and jeans, and picked up the shirts again, looking at one then the other. Deciding he liked the blue one best, he put it on, and was startled at how soft the material was, compared to his stiff dress shirt. He walked out to the main room, carrying his socks and shoes. He sat next to Beth, whose gaze was riveted to the TV. He lifted a leg, to put on the socks, and Beth let her gaze linger over to watch him. Geez, even his feet are sexy, she thought. They had a high arch, and well rounded toes, with a slight sprinkle of dark hair on them. He slipped his other foot into the matching sock, and then grabbed the tennis shoes.

He cocked his head from side to side, playing with the laces, studying them. Beth watched him, wondering what he would do next, because it was obvious that he had never seen tennis shoes, or tied them before. He looked down at the floor, and then looked slowly up to Beth, who met his eyes, noticing that the blue shirt made his eyes look even bluer; she hadn't noticed how blue his eyes were before. He looked sheepishly at her, and handed her the shoes. "I don't know how what to do." He looked at her, helpless to continue, feeling embarrassment for the first time. He was used to knowing what to do. Beth smiled at him, and took his foot; she showed him that there was a left and right shoe, and how to tell the difference. Then she showed him how to untie the laces, and she slipped his foot into the left shoe, surprised at how erotic it was. She could feel his long leg resting on hers, and his foot so soft and hard in the new socks she had bought him. She then tried to show him how to tie the laces.

Pursing his lips together, he could feel himself getting hard again, which was even more uncomfortable because the jeans were tighter than his suit pants. The sight of Beth, leaning over his foot, the top of her breast exposed giving him a good view down her dress, gave him pleasure. He knew he should look away, but it was impossible, they were so large and firm from the pregnancy, and he just wanted to reach out and graze a finger across the top, or lean down and kiss one. Where are these thoughts coming from, he asked himself shocked and more than a little ashamed. "Do you think you can do the next one by yourself?' Beth asked, breaking him of his thoughts. He yanked his head up, and looked stupidly at her.

"Huh?" he asked, confused.

"Can you do the next one yourself?" she asked, amused, because she was pretty sure she had caught him looking down her dress.

"Uh…" Then he smiled, "No, I think I need you to show me again." Beth thought about it for a second, and decided, she wouldn't mind showing him again, especially if it meant she got to hold his foot. She took the other foot, and slowly slid it into the shoe, and tied the laces, leaning over just a little bit further than necessary, giving Castiel an even better view than before. She patted his leg, and he swung it to land his foot on the floor. "Thank you for getting me clothes, I, well I appreciate it." He told her solemnly.

"No problem, I thought we could get you more, whenever your ready. You want to watch a movie?" Beth asked, not knowing what else to say, she felt awkward, she was his wife in name only, but she had never thought she might actually feel something besides affection for her guardian angel, she had been in love with Dean for so long, it felt odd to be attracted to another man, or angel oh what ever he was. He grinned up at her.

"Yes, I have watched people watch movies, but I have never really watched one myself!" He was getting excited. "Did you say something about cake? Isn't that food, I really really like food." He said, rocking back and forth in excitement.

"Yeah, it's all ready; I'll grab you a slice." She slowly got up, with Cas's help, and walked over to the little kitchen. She cut him off a large slice, and walked back over to him. Handing it to him, she said "I think you'll like it, its chocolate cake, with chocolate fudge icing."

Castiel's hand stopped mid-reach for the plate, face falling "What did you say?"

"It's chocolate cake, with chocolate fudge icing."

Blushing, he said "Um…I think I changed my mind. I don't think I want any after all." He remembered what she had said about waiting till he tasted chocolate, and he was already in a state, and didn't think he wanted to take the risk. She looked at him, shocked how he changed his mind so quickly. Then realizing what he was thinking, she sat down with the plate still in her hand.

"No, no Cassie. I was just kidding, really. I just didn't know how to answer your question. I was embarrassed. Really, try the cake." She had taken the fork and cut off a piece of cake, and held it to his full lips. He looked at her, unsure, but then decided to trust her judgment. He opened his mouth and she slid the cake in.

Moaning in the pleasure that was the cake, his eyes widened. "Oh my, that's even better than the lasagna. I love chocolate!" He took the plate and fork from her, and awkwardly started eating the cake. Beth watched him for a minute, amused. She turned to the TV and started looking at the online guide picking out what to watch.

Turning to Cas, about to ask him if it was alright if they watched Steel Magnolias, the question died on her lips as she saw Cas holding the now empty plate to his mouth. He was slowly running his long, pink tongue up and down the plate, licking at the crumbs that remained. Shocked at once again how erotic he was, not even trying to be, and innocent all at the same time, it took her a second to get her breath back. "Cassie, no." she said reaching up to take his arm, and shaking her head. "We don't lick our plates when were done, we just put them in the sink." She took the plate from him, to his disappointment. He was trying to hide it, but she knew he really wanted more cake. Laughing softly, she went over and got him another large slice, and brought it back.

The grin he gave her as she handed it to him, lit his whole face up, and she was once again startled at how beautiful he was. She sat next to him, as the movie started. "Better be careful, your gonna get fat." She teased. They sat back on the little couch, and watched the movie, Castiel polishing off the cake, but not wanting to ask for more, even though he really would have liked to. After about an hour into the movie, which he was really enjoying, he started to get a pain in his belly. He shifted, and when a few minutes later it was back again, he shifted to the other side. Every few minutes, he could feel a pressure, but when he moved from one side to another, it seemed to help, until it didn't. Beth had noticed him squirming, and when after a few minutes of it, she turned to him. He had his hand on his stomach, but was almost holding himself. He whimpered, and shifted again.

"Hey Cassie, what's the matter?" She asked, even though she was pretty sure she knew, considering he was doing the pee pee dance as her mother had called it.

Gasping, "I don't know, it feels funny, in my belly and…" he let off as another wave rolled though him. She took the hand that wasn't holding himself, and yanked him up off the couch.

"Cas, what goes in must come out, you have to pee. Hurry!" She walked as fast as her gangly body would allow, Castiel following bent over behind her. She led him into the bathroom.

"Castiel, listen to me, I want you to take off your pants, and boxers, sit there," she pointed to the toilet, "and relax, let it all out. Ok?" She told him what the toilet paper was for, and then shut the door to give him some privacy, but stood just outside in case her angel needed her. She heard shuffling, and then the unmistakable sounds of Cas doing his business. After a couple for minutes, Castiel came out, grinning.

"That felt great! But, why? Why did I have to do that? I never had to before." He asked, looking down at her like she held all the knowledge in the world.

"You have never eaten or drank before, like I said, what goes in must come out."

"But, it didn't look like what I ate?" he asked, confused.

Beth groaned, "Don't ask, Cas, I'll get you some books on human anatomy too ok?"

"Too? You got me other books?" He asked looking around. Beth went over to the tiny dresser, and pulled out the bag, and handed them to him. He opened it up and pulled the books out, reading the cover and back, within seconds. He looked up at her, eyes shining. "You got me these? Thank you." He touched the covers reverently. Beth's eyes misted over, he seemed so excited to raise this baby.

"Well, yeah, I thought you would want some information, to help you get started." He walked over to her, and hugged her.

"Thank you, thank you so much." He started to walk out to the living room, reading the top book, and with out glancing back at her, called out. "I would really like books on human anatomy too; I want to know why my member keeps getting big and hard when I look at your breasts!"

Please review!! Any suggestions for another first for Castiel, the innocent (though not much longer) angel are appreciated!