Thanks to Sadex, Lions & Duckies, Winter Gray and Adele for reviewing! This fic is a slippery one. It keeps escaping from me. Now I am being serious. Four more chapters to go! Thanks for sticking around. :)
Castiel scrambled maniacally through a massive, dark house he had never set foot in. His heart felt like Thumper, the adorable rabbit from "Bambi" hopped a marathon in it. Black, velvet curtains obstructed sunlight from entering the inside of the mansion which reminded him of a mausoleum. He felt as if a malevolent force kept its eyes on him the entire time. Cas knew a panic attack would soon assail him.
"Please let me go!" His sneaker caught the edge of a white sheet that covered what seemed to be a piano. His hands clutched the bench to prevent from falling. Fat drops of sweat cascaded down his temple. Cas swallowed hard and continued to run.
"Dean, help me!" His heart ached for his boyfriend. He missed him tremendously. Cas needed Dean right now.
Castiel finally found a floor to ceiling window. He may be able to escape this cold and devoid of life place. His fingers brought the velvet material towards him. The teenager gasped at the sight which greeted him. The sky looked like a grey carpet. Thunder boomed nearby. A large, decrepit tree with gnarled branches stood sentry right in the center of a big yard. The grass was dead and no flowers were to be found. Two black crows with beady eyes tilted their heads to the side and stared at Cas with malice.
As soon as Castiel played with the lock to flee his prison, loud caws came from the crows. His skin crawled and hands shook non-stop. Suddenly, a pair of large, cold hands captured him from behind. Cas kicked and screamed. He closed his mouth, when his eyes locked on Gaspard. The man donned black clothes. He placed a forefinger over the teen's lips.
"Why do you run away from me, petit abeille?"
"I need to find Dean."
Gaspard sunk his fingers deeper into Cas' upper arms. "You have no need for a boy. I am all you need."
"No! I love him. Let me go!" Castiel kicked Gaspard hard on his left shin. The Frenchman gave a loud oomph before releasing him.
Cas ran to the back of the mansion. He wiped sweat from his brow and the back of his neck. His eyes found a door. It was unlocked. Castiel swiftly left and breathed in dry air. Even the air was lifeless in this weird place. His brief elation came to an abrupt end. Gaspard enveloped his arms around the boy and swept him up with any difficulty. Castiel hit him hard on the chest.
"I promise to release you if you do something for me." Gaspard's eyes bore into his.
"What is it?" Castiel cringed.
"All I ask is for one kiss." Gaspard's eyes moved to his mouth.
"No, I am faithful to Dean. The New Year's kiss was a mistake. One I am not willing to repeat ever again." Castiel pounded on the Frenchman's chest with more force. Gaspard did not even flinch.
Gaspard reached for his chin with one hand. He forcefully made Cas look at him. In one smooth move his mouth claimed Castiel's lips in a kiss. The teen almost gagged. The kiss was so wrong. Gaspard's lips were as cold as ice. He craved for Dean more than ever. The Frenchman took Castiel's lower lip in between his teeth and bit on it hard. Castiel screamed out his pain. He slapped Gaspard, who finally released him. Falling to the ground felt like an eternity to Castiel. His ass hurt as soon as it hit the dead grass.
Cas woke up with a start. He pressed a hand over his chest. Castiel was terrified he may be suffering a heart attack at such a young age. Once his heart didn't feel like it was going to thump out of his chest like a Loony Toon cartoon, Cas pulled his drenched t-shirt over his head. He tossed it on the floor. He jogged into the bathroom to drink some water. His hands shook while he filled the plastic cup with water from the sink.
Some of it dripped down his chin while he drank. His throat felt parched. Cas gazed at his reflection in the mirror. He looked like crap. His skin was pale and dark bags adorned the bottom of his eyes. He ran a still shaking hand through his messy hair. Ever since he kissed Gaspard on New Year's, Cas had been suffering from a terrible bout of insomnia. Guilt was eating up his insides. He planned on telling Dean tomorrow. The Winchesters returned from their hunting trip this evening. So he and Dean would see each other for the first time in almost a week, tomorrow at school. Cas needed to tell his boyfriend the truth.
The blue eyed cutie sat on the edge of the mattress. He didn't bother finding another shirt. His body felt warm. Castiel lay down in the middle of the bed and stared at the ceiling. He breathed in and out deeply. Cas licked his dry lips. The kiss Gaspard forced on him in the nightmare was not pleasant at all. The man's lips were cold as ice chips. To Castiel it felt as if he were kissing a marble statue or even a corpse. Now that he thought about it, the short peck the two of them shared on New Year's held no sparks. Gaspard's lips had been freezing cold then, too. Cas felt a surge of relief overtake his entire body. The kiss meant nothing to him. To be honest, he is totally grossed by it now.
It would never hold a light to the kisses he and Dean shared. For the first time in almost a week, Castiel closed his eyes and felt no guilt. He would tell Dean the truth tomorrow and everything would go back to normal. Cas fell asleep with a goofy grin.
Cas hit the coffee shop at seven am sharp the following morning. He got a caramel mocha for himself and a peppermint one for Dean. Five minutes later, he parked the pick-up in the students' lot. Cas heard the Impala's one and only engine. He got out of his truck and ran towards the muscle car. Dean found a spot near Castiel.
Cas put the paper bag on top of Baby's hood and jumped on Dean, as soon as the Winchester vacated the auto. "Whoa! Someone missed me and my perky nipples."
Castiel wrapped his legs around Dean's hips. Dean hugged the hell out of his boyfriend and kissed the top of his head. "I missed you too, Short Cake."
"Promise you will never leave me again." Electric blue locked with forest green.
"Hey, everything okay?" Dean took in Cas' appearance. "You sick?"
Castiel shook his head. "We need to talk. Meet me at lunch."
"You have me worried, man."
The two boys walked hand in hand into school. They drank the hot beverages on their way to first period. Castiel kissed Dean gently on the lips. Oh yeah this was a real kiss. "We'll talk at lunch."
Dean flew out of fourth period like a bat out of hell as soon as the lunch bell rang. He grabbed his lunch from his locker and met Cas in the window nook located in between the senior and junior locker sections. Castiel approached him slowly.
"Hey Cas."
"Hello Dean."
Cas sat adjacent to Dean on the nook. He swallowed hard. Dean got a bad feeling. His appetite vanished and Dean was always hungry. "Spill it Cas. The fucking suspense is killing me."
"As you know everyone was out of town for New Year's. I did cemetery patrol and vanquished a ghoul." Castiel played with the lunch paper bag that contained his lunch.
"Cool!" Cas cleared his throat, indicating that he had more to share. Dean stood up straight.
"I bumped into Gaspard." Castiel continued fiddling with the bag and staring at it. A lump formed in Dean's throat. He knew this had something to do with the French asshole.
"We went to the Hot Cauldron since it opened for New Year's Eve." Castiel's watery gaze finally met with Dean's frantic eyes. "At midnight we shared a kiss."
Dean stood up and dropped his own lunch bag. "What the fuck, Castiel?!"
Several sophomores on their way to chess club gawked at them. Dean flipped them the bird. He walked back and forth, pulling his hair. "How could you? I knew that douche bag was after you but you fought me about it."
Cas stood in front of Dean and held his hands. "Dean, please allow me to explain." He gave his boyfriend sad puppy eyes.
Dean rolled his eyes. "You have two minutes."
"It was just a kiss to ring in the New Year. The peck lasted no longer than five seconds; I swear!" Dean turned his face. It hurt like a bitch, hearing that the boy he cared for so damn much kissed someone else.
"The kiss meant nothing to me! His lips were cold. The kiss could never compare to any of the ones we've shared. Please believe me, Dean."
The Winchester gazed at Castiel. He looked into the shorter boy's eyes. Dean knew Short Cake was telling the truth but he still didn't want Cas to ever be alone with the French asswipe. Castiel rose on tiptoes. He cupped Dean's jaw with his hands and peppered kisses over it.
"You are the only one for me. Dean, you know this. I want to give myself to you on your birthday. That is my gift to you." He pressed more kisses to Dean's jaw. "Please forgive me."
Dean slid his arms around Cas' hipbones. He nuzzled his boyfriend's neck. "Thanks for telling me Cas." He kissed the tip of Castiel's nose. Dean traced the dark bags underneath his Short Cake's beautiful baby blues. "Is that why you haven't been sleeping?"
Castiel nodded. "The guilt was eating me alive. I didn't want to tell you through the phone."
"I forgive you Cas but you can't tutor that asshole any longer." Dean retrieved his lunch bag and sat back on the nook. Castiel quickly joined him.
"I agree." Castiel opted not to share with Dean about the nightmare he had last night. It was a stupid dream. Most likely it was a sign for him to steer clear of the Frenchman. That way he and Dean no longer had Gaspard related problems. Cas would do anything to save his relationship with his boyfriend.
"Let me text him and suggest he can hire either Kevin or Charlie as a tutor."
"Do it after school. Right now I want to make up for lost time with my hot boyfriend." Dean plucked the phone from Cas' hand. "Let's eat and then make out." He waggled his brows.
Gaspard broke his cellphone by crushing it with his bare hands. He breathed in deeply even though he didn't need to. The vampire knew Castiel's decision in not tutoring him had to do with Dean Winchester. The boy returned from his trip. Castiel being the beautiful and loyal creature he was must have informed Dean of their shared kiss.
The vampire's entire body became full of rage. Hatred for Dean Winchester sprang up his body like never before. In six weeks' time, Gaspard's plan will come full circle. On the meantime, he would keep track of his soon to be mate at night time. It would be extremely difficult to not see Castiel in the capacity of friends. The boy always lit up Gaspard's dark and empty world.
Gaspard made up his mind. Tonight at sunset he would fly to New Orleans to find his next meal. It would be even better if he found an enticing virgin. He needed pure blood to make him stronger. At the moment, Gabriel was off to God knows where and the two remaining members of his nest would not even know he was gone for a few hours.
The month of January flew by in a whirlwind of intense cheerleading practice for the State Championship, prepping for mid-term exams and helping at the auto shop for Dean and the market for Cas. Rufus' recuperation continued. He was able to move around with the assistance of a walker. Bobby had been able to do half days at the market now.
January 24th finally arrived! Dean turned seventeen and Castiel made plans for the special evening. Bobby and Cas agreed to stay at a new B & B that opened in a neighboring town. That way the young lovebirds had the place to themselves. Bobby gave his grandson a box of Trojan condoms and Rain personal lubricant. Castiel's face and neck burned. He knew he must resemble a lobster.
"Be careful you idjit," Bobby mumbled before dropping a kiss on his grandson's head.
Castiel baked pepperoni and meat lasagna for the birthday boy. He also made an apple pie from scratch. The kitchen was a disaster zone after he finished. Cas cleaned the place up. Bobby and Rufus would kick his butt if they found the kitchen like that. He looked at the oven clock. He had twenty minutes before Dean showed up. Castiel hauled ass upstairs to take a quick shower and dress.
Right on the dot at eight pm Dean arrived. Castiel opened the door and Dean's eyed devoured his entire frame from head to toe. Cas smirked. He knew this was his boyfriend's favorite outfit on him. Cas wore black skinny jeans, navy blue button down with black suspenders and fedora. His feet were bare. Dean swallowed hard and licked his lips.
Dean had run home straight after his p/t job at the auto shop. He took a much needed shower and had to use GoJo to remove the engine oil that refused to go from under his fingernails. He towel dried his hair and put gel on it. Dean found his nicest pair of jeans and an olive green Henley which always got Cas' motor running. Combat boots and his loyal leather jacket completed the look he was going for. Dean brushed his teeth and gargled with Scope. He then splashed some of his dad's cologne over his head and neck. Dean wanted to look and smell good for his Short Cake.
Tonight was the night! The two of them were finally going to swipe their v-cards. Dean wouldn't admit it to anyone but he was a giant bundle of nerves. He was afraid of embarrassing himself. Dean was so desperate to finally have sex with Cas, he was afraid he'd pop a boner at a record pace and come right after. Then Short Cake would refer to him as a one minute man. Dean cleared his head before grabbing Baby's keys and his wallet.
John and Sam were in the library since Samantha, the nerd had a history paper due next week. The two of them walked there, right after John came home from work. For lunch the two of them surprised Dean with lunch at Missouri's diner. John gave his first born a new hunting pistol along with silver bullets. Sammy gave him a leather cord with an anti-possession pendant. All in all it had turned out to be a great birthday for Dean with the best part coming up this evening.
Now he stood outside of Cas' door. A horde of butterflies performed aerial acrobatics in his already tense stomach. When Short Cake opened the door with a sexy smirk on his cute face, Dean's frazzled nerves lessened. He smiled back at his boyfriend.
"Happy Birthday sexy," Cas said before taking Dean's hand and leading him inside.
An instrumental version of Led Zeppelin's "When the Levee Breaks" played. Dean approved of Short Cake's music. At least he stayed away from Madonna and Taylor Swift this evening. Dean's heart swelled with love for his amazing boyfriend. Whoa! Was he completely in love with Castiel Singer? Yes, he was and he planned on telling him tonight. Wow Dean had never been close to falling in love and now he was way over his head.
Castiel returned to the living room, looking all kinds of sexy with the fedora, suspenders and tight jeans Dean loved so much on him. He placed a tray of pizza rolls on the coffee table. "Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes. I know you worked up an appetite at work." Cas winked at him. Dean popped a roll in his mouth and moaned. He pulled Castiel on his lap.
"I haven't gotten my birthday kiss yet." He tapped his lips with a finger.
Castiel slid his arms around his boyfriend's shoulders and initiated a gentle kiss. He straddled Dean. The taller teen's fingers held on tight to Cas' hard buns. "Castiel Singer's juicy butt should be named the 8th Wonder of the World." He squeezed the hard globes.
Castiel chuckled. "You are such a sweet talker, babe."
"I am serious. Your ass is one of nature's most beautiful wonders. And I'm the only who gets to marvel and worship it." Castiel intensified the kiss. His body was on fire already and they were nowhere near the good part. He removed himself from Dean. His lips were red and more plump than usual. Dean was in the same state.
"Let me get us something to drink." Castiel scurried into the kitchen.
He returned a minute later with two opened bottles of beer. "Dude, this is fucking awesome!" Cas handed the birthday boy his own bottle.
"Grandpa Rufus bought us a six pack. He said as long as we stayed home there shouldn't be a problem." Cas sat next to his boyfriend on the couch. Dean had eaten half of the pizza rolls already. Castiel ate two before making himself comfortable. He folded his legs and Dean wrapped an arm around him. The boys clinked their bottles together and Castiel wished his boo a happy birthday.
Dean had been pleasantly surprised to see what Cas whipped up for his birthday meal. Castiel prepared with his own two beautiful hands pepperoni and meat lasagna which came accompanied by freshly baked garlic bread. Cas served him a hearty piece with two bread rolls. Dean gobbled his food in no time. He wiped his mouth which was smeared with tomato sauce with a paper napkin.
"Babe, you fucking rock. This is one of the best meals I've had in my entirely life. Thanks Cas." Dean smiled at his boyfriend.
"There is another surprise, birthday boy." Castiel stood and opened the stove. He removed an apple pie that smelled like heaven.
"Dude, I am never letting you go." Dean embraced Cas from behind. The shorter boy was retrieving a knife to cut the pie. "You are the best." Dean nibbled the side of his boyfriend's neck. His hands travelled down South. He fondled Cas' hardening cock. Dean breathed into Castiel's ear, "I want you so bad." His mouth took in the shorter boy's earlobe and sucked on it. Castiel held on to the edge of the stove.
"I thought you would like some pie." Castiel gasped out loud, when Dean's fingers unzipped his jeans and rubbed against the heated flesh of his engorged dick.
"Forget the pie, Short Cake. I need you right now."
Castiel turned around and enveloped his legs around his boyfriend's waist. They shared voracious kisses while they made their way up to Cas' bedroom. Neither boy could tell how they made it safely upstairs. Dean fumbled for the knob and managed to open it. He dropped Cas on the bed. "Take off all your clothes but leave the fedora on," Dean ordered breathlessly. He undressed himself in record time. He joined Cas on the center of the bed.
His taller and bulkier form covered Cas' leaner and shorter body completely. Dean lavished Castiel's mouth and worshipped his body with his hands. As the two boys grinded their mutual erections, Castiel's fingernails scratched their way down Dean's broad back. The sound of their labored breathing and the slide of slick skin on skin could be heard in the room.
Meanwhile Meg and Charlie walked, holding hands through Jefferson Davis Park. The girls spent two hours in the library. They had a biology mid-term next Monday and crammed for it this evening. The park was empty at nine pm. Charlie tugged at her girlfriend's hand. "Hurry up Meg! This place gives me the heebs and jeebs."
"You're such a scaredy cat." Meg stuck her tongue out at the redhead.
"So we're set for Dean-o's b-day bash tomorrow?" Charlie asked.
"Yep, we got full use of the guesthouse. We're making burgers. Kevin and Tessa are bringing sodas and ice. Rowena said she'd bake a couple of pecan pies." Meg gave half a smile.
"I got Dean the latest Call of Duty. You know how competitive he gets gaming." Charlie heard a twig snap. She turned around but saw nothing in the darkness.
"You heard something?" Meg's brows furrowed.
"Must have been the wind," Charlie hurried her pace. "Destiel must be doing the wild monkey dance by now." She giggled. "I'm really happy for Castiel. He deserves to have found the one. Those two are going to grow old and grey together."
"They are fucking gross with their gooey heart eyes. It's like no one else is in the room. Make me want to throw up." Meg froze. Charlie arched a brow. When she turned around it was too late. Two men...no not men… what the fuck where these things?! They stood a few inches over six feet with chalk-white, hairless skin. Two red stripes ran down their foreheads to their eyes, then back to their ears. Two held Meg, who screamed her lungs out.
Another pair surrounded Charlie. All of these beings donned long black robes opened in the front. The identical ensembles were completed by baggy, wool trousers and white overcoat with black medieval like tunics. "What the fuck are you?" Charlie tried backing away from one of the pale fuglies.
"More must rise," the one who seemed to be the leader stated in a low, raspy voice.
Meg continued yelling for help. One of the creatures held Charlie while the supposed leader pushed her long, red locks to the side. "Help!" Charlie screamed.
"Don't touch her, you ugly creep!" Meg bellowed. One of her captors covered her mouth with one of his long and chalky white hands.
Meg's eyes practically bulged out of their sockets. The leader leaned forward. A disgusting thin, light green tongue emerged from the creature's mouth. It seemed like the monster pushed the sharp like tongue through the back of Charlie's head. The petite, redhead screamed in agony before passing out.
The four creatures chanted in a strange language before abandoning the two girls in the isolated park. Meg ran towards Charlie. She held her girlfriend's head on her lap. "Red, can you hear me?" Charlie didn't move an inch.
Meg retrieved her cell from her jacket. She couldn't call 911 because the authorities would think she's insane. Rapidly her fingers found Cas' number. Charlie had clued her into the fact that Dean and Clarence were hunters of the supernatural. The phone went straight to voicemail. She sent him a text and then repeated the same sequence with Dean. At least Freckles' phone rang six times before going to voicemail. Meg left Dean a frantic message. She called Kevin, who thankfully answered. Meg tried to tell him everything. Kevin told her he'd get his mother's car and would be there in five minutes.
Dean couldn't get enough of the feel of Castiel's skin sliding against his. His hands touched every single muscle and scar over the boy's swimmers built body. Cas told him most of the scars were a result of hunts his grandpa's took him as part of his training. Dean gently kissed each scar.
"Babe, I really need you in me." Castiel kissed his boyfriend longingly. "Get the lube...any flavor you want."
Dean scratched the back of his head. "I haven't been with no one and you either. Maybe we can skip the rubber?"
Castiel smiled up at him. "I was thinking the same thing."
Dean chose the grape flavored lube. He smeared it over his erection and gingerly applied the rest on Cas' puckered hole. Dean placed a fluffy pillow under Castiel to make him comfortable. He read online how to make one's first time the best experience possible. He kissed Cas lovingly.
"Are you ready?"
Castiel nodded and opened his legs wider. Dean noticed his boyfriend's Adam's apple bob up and down. "Hey don't be nervous. I promise to take it slow. I'd never hurt you intentionally." A tear slid out of Cas' right eye and Dean captured it with a thumb.
Dean peppered kisses over Castiel's thighs. He kissed and gently sucked over Castiel's entrance. The blue eyed teen's breathing returned to normal. The grape lube tasted pretty good like bubblegum. Dean licked at Cas' hole, causing his boyfriend to dig his fingers through his hair. Castiel panted. "I am not going to last long if you keep doing that," Cas said in a raspier voice than usual.
The Winchester planted his hands on his boyfriend's sharp hipbones. "You have no idea how many times I imagined this." He kissed Castiel hungrily before he started easing his way into him. Dean fought himself not to go all the way. Fuck Cas felt so warm and tight. The shorter teen hissed at the initial intrusion.
Hard and incessant knocking came from the front door. Dean kissed Castiel once more. "They'll go away. It's probably Jehovah's Witnesses."
The mood was shattered by the incessant knocking and screaming voices. "What the fuck?!" a furious Dean gently removed himself from Castiel.
The two boys rapidly got dressed. Dean and Cas only wore jeans as they made their way downstairs. "This better be an emergency," Dean growled while he adjusted the obvious tent in the front of his jeans.
Castiel opened the door. "OMG what happened?!"
Kevin and Meg held an unconscious Charlie. Her red tresses covered her entire face like a banner. "Please help her," Meg pleaded. Tears pooled in her cinnamon eyes.
Castiel pulled Charlie away from his two friends and carried her bridal style to the sofa. "I am here for you, Ariel. I give you my word that I will save you." Cas kissed her forehead as he laid her on the couch.
OK for those of you who watched "Angel" you know what kind of demons attacked poor Charlie. They appeared in a season two episode. ;)