A/N:
I don't really have much to say this time around, but I really wanna thank eiralu for the review. It couldn't have come at a better time. I was considering putting this story on the back burner for a bit since for the last few chapters, I hadn't received any alerts for them. I felt like I was writing to an absent audience. The other story I'm working on seems to grab more attention so I almost wanted to give up, but I'm happy at least ONE person is still routing for this story.
And to answer your questions, at some point both Dean and Cas will get to the route of their issues. It'll be messy until then but there is a sliver of hope. And yes, Gabriel will not be pleased when he finds out the truth about their relationship. But anyhow, I just wanted to say thanks and also if anyone else is reading, thank you to you also and sorry for the long note, haha. Anyway, here ya go!

Chapter 14:

Castiel and Dean layed beside each other in Cas's bed for about an hour. Everything in Cas's mind was screaming at him to leave, but a larger part of him felt a peace he had never felt. He didn't like the hold Dean had on him, but he couldn't help but to admire the man. Dean rolled onto his side, propping his head up in his hand, watching Cas, who had his eyes closed. Dean reached his one free hand forward, tracing the outline of Cas's beautiful lips with the tip of his finger. He was a bit shocked when he felt Cas pucker his lips to kiss the digit. Cas had been quiet since the rape and the declaration of love. Dean knew what he did was wrong but of course, he couldn't find it within himself to really care. He hurt Cas, yes, but that was the goal, was it not? To defile the young virgin and pop his little ripe cherry. Dean should have been home by now, getting drunk or calling another girl over. He never stayed after sex and he shocked even himself by telling Cas that he loved him. Dean wasn't capable of love. Lust, sure, but love, no way. The only person he ever loved was his mom. And she was dead. And Dean might as well have died along with her because he had been a shell of his true self ever since. He decided not to over think it.

"Hey, Cas, you okay?" Dean whispered.

Cas nodded.

"Yes, but I am very sore, Dean."

"I'm sorry, are you mad at me?" Dean asked, a frown playing on his face.

"No, surprisingly I am not."

Dean smiled to himself, leaning down, rubbing the tip of his nose against Cas's before pressing his lips gently to Cas's. Cas returned the kiss, rubbing his hand down Dean's arm. Dean sighed a sigh of contentment and gently sucked Cas's bottom lip into his mouth, running his tongue along it before softly biting down. Cas let out a small whimper and Dean smiled into the kiss. He released Cas's lip with a slight tug.

"What hurts, Cas?" Dean asked huskily.

Cas just blushed, not wanting to talk about it. He shook his head.

"Don't worry about it, Dean"

"Come on, Cas, tell me"

"No, I am fine."

Dean arched an eyebrow, locking his gaze onto Cas's as he took his index finger into his mouth, sucking on it. Cas watched with wide eyes as Dean swirled his tongue around it, coating it in saliva. Cas swallowed nervously when Dean slid his hand down Cas's body, pushing his now wet finger past his balls, touching his finger lightly to Cas's abused hole. Cas winced in pain, and bit his lip, watching Dean intently. Dean smirked at him, his eyes lust blown.

"This hurt, baby?"

Cas swallowed hard and nodded.

"Let me make it better" Dean purred.

Dean removed his finger, kissing a trail down Cas's body. He stopped at his chest, flicking his tongue against Cas's nipple. Cas let out an involuntary moan and Dean lightly sunk his teeth into the now erect bud. Cas groaned and bucked his hips up in reflex. He could feel the blood flow to his cock as the pain filled his body. Dean just grinned and kissed lower until the got to the soft short curls of Cas's pubic hair. He ran his fingers through it, sucking the skin of Cas's hipbone into his mouth. Cas closed his eyes, his breathing becoming slightly heavier. Why was he letting Dean touch him again? Dean had already used and abused him, and now he was letting Dean have the privilege yet again? He was going to try to stop Dean when he felt a wet tongue flick against his balls. He let out a whimper as Dean sucked them into his mouth, massaging them with his tongue. Cas bit his lip, gripping onto the sheets, his breath hitching when Dean grabbed his leaking cock into his hand, starting to pump. He forced his hips up to thrust into the tight circle of Dean's fist. He let out a disappointed moan when Dean stopped, pulling off of him.

"Hands and knees, Cas. Face down, ass up." Dean demanded. Cas just layed there, debating his options. He didn't want to be fucked again. He was too sore. He quickly obeyed though, when he felt Dean bite into his thigh. Cas turned onto his stomach, lifting his ass into the air, laying his head down on his pillow. Dean bit his lip in anticipation, watching Cas.

"Mm, you're so beautiful like this, Cas. Look at that perfect little hole. Looks so good, baby" Dean crooned. Cas couldn't help but to shiver at Dean's words. He felt Dean's hands run down his back, stopping at his ass to grab the firm flesh of his ass cheeks. Dean kissed Cas's ass cheek, before biting down onto it. Cas groaned as Dean licked the bitten flesh and sucked at it. Dean parted Cas's cheeks, biting his lip. Cas was stunned when he felt a damp pair of lips kiss the tender skin of his ass hole. He felt embarrassed being so exposed and wanted to flee but when he felt the tip of Dean's tongue trace a circle around the sore muscle, he moaned. Dean smiled against Cas's hole, flattening his tongue, licking a stripe up the sore hole and up Cas's perineum. Cas's body shivered as Dean swirled his tongue along the perineum, before dipping back down to plant a kiss on the hole again, this time poking his tongue out to breach the entrance. Cas was astonished at how good it felt, even opting to push his hips back, forcing Dean's tongue to slide in deeper. Dean reached forward and gripped Cas's now throbbing erection, pumping his fist quickly as he wiggled his tongue around inside Cas. Cas cried out, gripping the sheets hard, fucking himself on the hot muscle of Dean's tongue. Dean pumped his fist quicker and then that was it, Cas saw stars as he came hard all over Dean's hand and his own stomach and chest. Dean withdrew is tongue, planting one last kiss on Cas's ass cheek before moving back up on the bed, grinning mischievously at Cas, who collapsed onto his stomach, breathing heavily. He snuck a peek at Dean, who's lips and mouth were red from going down on him. He looked positively sexy.

"Feeling any better, baby?" Dean asked.

Cas just nodded, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Dean, that was amazing. Thank you."

Dean chuckled. "Cas, trust me, it was my pleasure. Mm, you taste so good you know that? So tight around my tongue, baby."

Cas bit his lip. Dean certainly had a way with words. Cas leaned up, planting a chaste kiss on Dean's lips, not caring where Dean's mouth just was. He found it kind of erotic, he could taste himself on Dean's lips. Dean tried to deepen the kiss when Cas's bedroom door flung open.

"Cassie, Sam said to check on you and... WOAH!" Gabriel gasped. The blanket had been thrown off during Dean's little all you can eat buffet and they were both laying stark naked, both of their bodies on full display. Dean, of course didn't care, he was proud of his body, Cas's face went bright red though, as he quickly reached for the blanket, pulling it over them.

"Get out, Gabriel!" Cas yelled.

"Woah, man, what the hell are you two doing? Dean, did you take my brother's V card?" Gabriel asked, his eyes full of shock.

Cas was surprised when Dean said a simple "Yes."

"Wait, so are you guys together now? Since when? I didn't even knew you guys talked."

Dean, as usual, took charge of the conversation.

"Castiel is mine, he has been mine since I first met him."

Gabriel shot Dean a strange look. Dean's face was impassive. Something felt weird about the situation. Gabriel knew Cas to be shy and self-contained. And now here he was laying naked in bed with the infamous Dean Winchester. The emotionless look on Dean's face scared him the most. There was no passion in his eyes. No feeling. Just seriousness. Gabriel had found it odd how Sam called and told him to check in on Cas. He didn't give a reason, just said he was a bit worried about him.

"Uh, okay." Gabriel offered lamely, before exiting the room. He had to talk to Sam about this, because something was off about the whole situation.

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The rest of Christmas break went by with some tension between the two families. Cas's family started to notice the bruises that littered his body and Sam noticed Dean's charming facade was starting to fail. He lost his temper easily, and him and Sam often got into verbal fights. Cas's parents didn't know about their son's new relationship and Gabriel tried to keep it quiet for Cas's sake. Cas insisted that Dean didn't abuse him, which was a half truth. Dean did hit him, but what they didn't know is that Cas started asking Dean to hit him. He felt a strong sexual release when he was abused by Dean. He was the perfect masochist to Dean's sadist. Dean got off on inflicting pain, causing humiliation and breaking down Cas, and Cas, well, he found himself trying to find ways to get Dean angry, angry enough to force himself on Cas, to slap him and bite him and hurt him. Dean would sometimes get so violent that Cas couldn't walk for days, once he provoked Dean to the point where he hit him in the face, leaving him with a black eye and a split lip. But despite their strange sexual relationship, Cas seen nothing wrong with what they were doing. Dean was right, Cas was his. Dean still slept with other people and Cas knew that. It hurt him and made him sick and he would ignore Dean when he came over until it got to the point where Dean would pretty much rape him again. But I guess as the saying goes you can't rape the willing.

They were due to go back to school the Monday after New Years. Things seemed pretty normal that morning for the Winchesters, but as Dean was in the shower, his phone went off. Sam picked it up to see a text from Cas.

You gave me another black eye, Dean. I haven't seen you in 2 days, since you punched me. I am sorry I overreacted when I found out you slept with Lisa. Forgive me? I love you and you can do whatever you want to me, please reply.

C

Sam stared at the text in disbelief, he knew they had a screwed up relationship but he didn't know it was that bad. Cas let Dean walk all over him, treat him like shit and he told Dean he loved him? He told himself it would be a bad idea to go through Dean's phone, but now he was too curious. He went through some of messed up texts between him and Cas.

Coming over. Want you naked and ready. Fuck yourself open for me, baby. You better be nice and prepped when I get there.

D

Thanks for tonight, baby. You're so hot, I love you.

D

I love you, angel. Goodnight.

D

Fuck you Cas you stupid piece of shit. I hate you. You're lucky all you got was a punch in the face.

D

Call me and touch yourself.

D

Sam was confused and shocked at the messaged. Sam had never heard Dean say "I love you" before. The sexual messages were expected, but Sam didn't expect Dean to be so pushy and insistent. He knew deep down that whatever he told Cas to do, he would do it. But even more shocking then Dean's messages were Cas's.

Don't leave me. I need you. I love you. You're my everything.

C

You're an asshole Dean, I never want to see you again.


C

I like it when you come on my face. I miss your cock.

C

Dean, I had bought a dildo today since you refuse to speak to me. I will use it on myself and you can lay in your bed and jerk off to the thought of me pounding it into my ass.

C

Sam was in shock, Cas was such a quiet, nice boy and Dean turned him into some codependent sexual deviant. Despite his better judgment, Sam went into Dean's photo gallery. There was a separate album labeled "Cas" and Sam opened it. Sam let out a small gasp at what he seen. There was explicit photos of Cas. Cas crying with Dean's cock in his mouth, Cas's face covered in come, pictures of his ass which was covered in bruises and welts, and some rare normal looking pictures of Cas smiling, Dean and Cas sharing a kiss, Dean and Cas laying in bed together, and then strangely some random pictures of Cas sleeping. One was of him with a blanket on, and in every frame the blanket got lower. There were pictures taken of Cas through his window, pictures taken of Cas at school, at the library, at the coffee shop, even one of him showering in the locker room. Sam checked the dates on the photos and suddenly felt ill. All those photos were taken before Dean and Cas had even started talking. That's what Sam knew this went deeper than he or Gabriel thought. Dean had been stalking Cas for months, and judging from the sleeping photos even broke into Cas's house. Dean wasn't just infatuated with Cas, he was downright obsessed. He was sucking Cas into a world of sex and alcohol and abuse and Sam knew that if anyone got in the way, he would be capable of killing them. He needed to find a way to end this, before someone got hurt.