lChapter 14
Dean stirred from his deep sleep, feeling a warm body pressed against the front of his own body. He blinked a couple of times, momentarily forgetting where he was.
When he fully opened his eyes, he was greeted with the back of Cas' neck and black ruffled hair. Sometime during the night positions had flipped, so Dean was now spooning Castiel, his arm wrapped tightly around Cas' waist and legs thrown over his.
He hummed in content, feeling the warmth radiate through his system and Dean couldn't help but smile peacefully, feeling completely wrapped up in Cas.
Dean leant forward and peered over Cas' shoulder, noting that the singer was still fast asleep. He cuddled closer against Cas' back and kissed the back of his neck lazily, burying his nose in the dark mass of hair in front of him and inhaling everything that was Castiel.
Dean still couldn't believe his luck, firstly to land such an amazing job looking after Cas, then for them to become friends and much more, even though Dean fought against it at first, he now realised this was the only place he wanted to be.
Glancing over to the clock, it read 10am and Dean decided it was about time he woke Cas up.
"Cas…wake up" Dean mumbled, placing a soft kiss on the back of his neck again.
When nothing happened Dean, snaked his tongue along Cas' neck and pushed forward nibbling on his ear lobe.
"Casssssss" He sang down his ear playfully.
The singer started to stir a little, groaning in annoyance at being woken up and keeping his eyes tightly shut.
"Come on Cas…I know you're awake, get up" Dean said, chuckling and resting his chin on Cas' shoulder.
"Don't want to" Cas mumbled, keeping his eyes shut.
Dean decided to get creative; he rubbed his hand over Cas' bare stomach and dipped lower under the sheets, until he came into contact with Cas' cock.
He grinned mischievously, wrapping his hand tightly around Cas' cock and starting a slow, torturous and lazy rhythm.
Cas moaned in pleasure, jutting his hips forward into Dean's talented hand as it increased its speed and Dean surged forward, rubbing his own semi hard cock against Castiel's ass.
"You like that huh?" Dean purred down Cas' ear, peering down and watching Cas' face contort in pleasure.
Cas hummed in response, keeping eyes firmly closed and biting down on his lower lip trying to suppress the moans.
"No no…I want to hear you Cas…stop holding back" Dean growled, forcefully rubbing against the singer and giving his now hard cock a vicious tug, causing Cas to moan loudly.
Dean sped up his grinding against Castiel and starting pumping him fast and hard, the cries of pleasure now spilling out of Cas' mouth.
"Ahhh Dean, yes, yes…I'm gonna…oh God…"
"Come for me Cas"
That was enough to send the singer hurtling over the edge and spilling over Dean's hand, the bodyguard following moments later, coming between their bodies and coating Castiel's ass in come.
"Fuck…best wake up call…ever" Cas declared, with a lopsided grin.
He finally opened his eyes to see Dean's head resting lazily on his shoulder. Cas twisted his head back to give Dean a long, hard kiss on the lips.
Cas flipped over to face Dean and pulled him close so they were chest to chest, ignoring the sticky mess between them both.
"Morning" Dean said with a lazy smile and running his hand through Cas' hair.
"Good Morning Dean"
Cas felt a shudder rush through his system as he looked into Dean's eyes, he couldn't help but feel completely content and relaxed, he was the happiest he had been for a long time.
Dean leaned in for another kiss, before their lips met for a second time, a loud crash sounded from downstairs and caused them both to jerk back immediately.
"What the hell was that?" Cas breathed out in shock, pushing into a sitting position, Dean following his actions.
"Not sure…I'll go check it out"
He got out of the bed, pulling on his boxer shorts and starting towards the bedroom door.
"Dean wait…I'm coming with you" Cas hissed out, as Dean turned back to see the singer pulling on a pair of black sweat pants.
"Cas, just stay here…we don't know what it was, I'll check it out and come back up…"
Cas shook his head and joined Dean by the door.
"No chance"
Dean sighed loudly and nodded, motioning for Cas to stay close.
They tiptoed down the staircase, Cas following closely behind Dean and the bodyguard holding out a protective arm, not letting Cas get ahead of him.
Another loud crash was heard, causing them both to jump.
"That sounded like it was outside" Cas whispered.
Dean turned to Cas, placing a finger on his own lips as a signal to be quiet. They continued down the stairs and both came to a standstill when they seen glass all over the living room floor.
"Shit" Dean said loudly, motioning for Cas to stay where he was.
He padded carefully further into the living room, noting the broken window and quickly glancing around to see if they were alone. When Dean seen there was nobody around, he turned his attention back to the broken glass scattered over the floor.
That's when he noticed the rather large rock that had penetrated the glass, sitting in the middle of the room and a note attached to it.
Dean narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath, before leaning down to pick up the rock.
He glanced back over to Cas who was still standing perfectly still on the staircase, his eyes wide and curious to the situation.
Dean turned his attention back to the rock, removing the note that was attached and took a deep breath before reading it.
A surge of panic rushed through Dean, his heart thudded loudly against his chest as he mentally read the note.
He ran a hand down his face in horror, staring at the note and feeling incredibly sick.
It was only when he felt Cas approach behind him, that Dean snapped back into the now.
"Cas don't…" Dean protested quickly, not quite fast enough to stop Cas from snatching the note away from him.
Castiel read the note silently, Dean watching as a mixture of fear and panic spread over his features.
Whores don't deserve to live; you are the biggest of them all.
You disgust me. I am going wipe that arrogant smile from your pretty little face and cut you a new one. I cherish the day I get to see you, swimming in your own filthy blood.
I welcome that day when I will finally have my moment.
Soon, Castiel…soon.
He dropped the note on the floor, squeezing his eyes shut and feeling the overwhelming sensation of sickness filling his insides to the brim.
Dean was already on the phone to the cops and soon after Crowley as well. Cas was speechless, he simply walked to the bottom of the stairs and sat down silently on the bottom step, staring into nothing.
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Crowley paced up and down Castiel's living room reading the note.
"Shit…are the police on their way?"
Dean nodded in confirmation, crossing his arms across his still bare chest.
Crowley was fast to respond to Dean's call, neither of the men had moved or changed since the incident.
"We heard a smash outside too, not sure what that was…I haven't had chance to check it out yet" Dean explained as calmly as possible.
A dreaded look crossed over Crowley's face, almost as though he knew something and didn't want to spill the beans.
"What?" Dean asked, fearing the worst.
"Well…don't shoot the messenger…but I'm assuming the back window of your car was intact before this incident right?"
Dean's eyes went wide and he rushed to the window, peering out to see his beloved impala with its back window not smashed in.
"SON…OF…A…BITCH" Dean yelled out, kicking the lamp nearest to him.
"That's it…my baby never plays out again" He mumbled in anger.
He turned to see Crowley now on the phone to somebody and slowly his attention turned to Cas, who had not moved in the past 20 minutes, still staring into space.
Dean felt a pang of sadness and stalked towards the singer, kneeling down in front of him.
"Hey Cas…you ok?" He asked carefully, knowing it was a stupid question but needing to hear him speak…at all.
Castiel stayed silent but broke his distant stare, to look down at his joined hands, resting on his knees.
"You do know I would never let anyone hurt you right?" Dean persisted, trying to meet Cas' eyes.
He finally looked up at Dean, their eyes connecting in a wave of emotion and Cas nodded slowly.
Dean placed his own hands over Cas' and forced a small smile, rubbing his thumbs calmly over the back of Cas' hands.
Cas let out a small smile in return at the gesture, Dean leaned forward, pulling Cas into a protective hug and rubbed his hands up and down Cas' bare back in support.
"It's gonna be OK Cas, I swear" Dean mumbled against Cas' shoulder.
Crowley was still in the middle of his phone call on the other side of the room; he noticed Dean's comforting actions towards Cas and frowned suspiciously, suspecting that there was something more to this 'friendship'.
He ended the phone call, snapping his cell shut and heading over towards the pair.
"Right Cas, I just got off the phone from some people I know…we are looking into fitting some high security cameras and gates around the house…its going to take a couple of days but it will be worth it, for extra protection" Crowley explained calmly, watching as Dean's hand remained over Cas' in comfort as they parted from their embrace.
Dean nodded in approval, looking from Crowley and back to Cas, seeing his eyes still wide, fear laced through them.
"Two days…but what if something happens again?"
"I'm sure you will be fine Castiel…but if you would rather we move you –…" Crowley started, only to be interrupted by Cas.
"I want to stay with Dean"
Both Dean and Crowley looked towards Cas.
"I'm not sure if that's a good idea…you would be bringing Dean's personal life into this…and his house won't exactly be safe for you…"
Dean frowned, knowing Crowley was right but there was no way he would leave Cas alone, not now.
"Nobody would have to know I'm there…I could stay inside…Dean?" Cas looked to Dean with hope in his eyes.
"Of course you can stay with me…"
Dean nodded and smiled at Cas, before turning to look at Crowley.
"…I'll keep him safe, I promise."
Crowley sighed loudly and shook his head.
"I have to say gentlemen…I am not sure how I feel about this, but it's your call Castiel"
Cas nodded and stood up to face his agent.
"I want to stay with Dean."
"Fine…that's settled then." Crowley said with a forced smile.
"I'll go and pack some things" Cas said eagerly, rushing upstairs and leaving Dean to face his agent.
Dean shuffled on his feet in discomfort, waiting for the inevitable speech that was to come and Crowley started to speak.
"Look Dean…I'm neither blind nor stupid. I can see you and Cas are a lot…shall we say, Closer than usual…"
"I don't know what you mean…we're friends, you know that…" Dean said defensively, hoping that Crowley hadn't caught onto their little love connection.
"Dean, do not patronise me OK? Whatever this is between you and Cas…I don't like it. Don't you remember what I warned you last time, about getting too close? Somebody will get hurt…you never mix business and pleasure."
Dean looked towards the floor, he couldn't deny what was the obvious truth, but he wasn't going to outright admit it either.
"All you need to know is…I care about him, more than anything. I will NOT let anything bad happen to Cas…you have my word."
Crowley nodded, shooting a final disapproving look at Dean.
"I hope you're right, because if anything happens to him…it's on your head."
The bodyguard gulped loudly, yet another warning looming over his head. They had to tread carefully from now on and he hoped that Crowley would come around eventually.
Dean knew for sure that he would follow through on his word; at least he hoped he could.
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Dean got out of his impala as they pulled up outside the small Winchester house; he slammed the door shut still grumbling in annoyance at the tarp flapping on the back window.
Cas was soon out of the car, his hood up and sunglasses on to shield his identity as best he could as he followed Dean into the house.
"Home sweet home…sorry it's not your usual comforts but it will have to do" Dean stated, leading Cas into the small living room area.
"Its nice Dean, don't sell yourself out…you have done well"
Dean huffed a laugh and put Cas' bag down on the couch, the singer stepped close to Dean and removed his sunglasses and black hooded jacket, placing them with his bag.
He put a hand on Dean's shoulder and let out a small, almost shy smile.
"Thank you for this Dean…I really appreciate it"
"No problem, you know I'd do anything for you…nobody can hurt you here. You're just gonna have to lay low for a couple of days"
Cas nodded, before moving closer to Dean and wrapping his arms around the bodyguards waist.
"Of course and I'd do the same for you…"
Dean smiled and placed a soft kiss on Cas' forehead.
"…Now let me show you just how much I appreciate this" Cas smirked cheekily, pushing Dean backwards until he hit the wall.
"Woah…can't keep your hands off me can ya?" Dean said with a chuckle, letting Cas push him firm against the wall.
Cas shook his head slowly, running a hand down Dean's chest, stomach and finally rubbing Dean's cock through the denim of his jeans.
Dean moaned and pulled Cas in for a kiss.
The singer continued to rub Dean hard through the denim and kissing him as though the world was about to end. Their tongues fought for dominance and Dean moaned loudly into the kiss, as Cas won the battle, licking at the roof of Dean's mouth.
Both men were caught up in the sensation of each other, that neither heard the front door open.
"WOAH MY GOD!"
Dean and Cas immediately stilled their kisses, slowly turning their heads to see a shocked looking Sam stood in the doorway.
Cas pressed his lips together to suppress the amused laugh that threatened to emerge, while Dean's eyes went wide with panic and lightly pushed Cas backwards.
The singer turned back towards Dean and smiled mischievously.
"I think you have some explaining to do"
Dean nodded in agreement and looked over to Sam who remained in the same position, his jaw almost hitting the floor and simply waiting for his big brother to explain what the hell was going on.