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'Tell me that you'll open your eyes,

Tell me that you'll open your eyes,

Tell me that you'll open your eyes,

Tell me that you'll open your eyes.'

Open Your Eyes – Snow Patrol

Dean made sure his phone was turned off before he climbed into baby the morning they set off on the hunt. He didn't want Crowley tracking him, and especially didn't want him to just turn up. I mean that would not go down well with Sam or Cas. Of course it would go down even less well if they ever found out why Crowley popped in on him. He didn't put it past the damn demon to tell them just to get under Dean's skin, to make it harder for him to fulfil his deal with the guy. But that wasn't gonna happen cos Dean was gonna make sure the king of hell couldn't find them. It was that simple.

Pushing all thoughts of Crowley from his mind he turned the car onto the road which would lead them to the town Sam thought was being pestered by vamps. He really did not want to be on this hunt. He would much prefer to be back in the bunker, back in bed with Cas, experimenting, seeing how far they were both ready to go… no. he really needed to stop thinking like that. To stop thinking about the feel of the other guys naked skin sliding against his own. Oh man, he really needed to stop now. Getting a hard on while driving his car and his brother was sitting in the seat next to him was not what he would call a good plan. Just concentrate on the road, the road and the music. With that Dean leaned over and turned the stereo up full blast, earning a bitchface from Sam, though Castiel sat in the back just relaxed into his seat and closed his eyes.

This was the way he remembered it. Driving down the road with the brothers sitting up front. Going to face the latest evil of the week. Yes, this was what humanity and family was in his mind. Saving people, hunting things. This was the life. And now he had Dean as well, what more could he ask for? Well except his grace to be returned, but he could live without that as long as he had Dean and he could still save people. He could still do good as a human, he could still protect humanity, he would just be doing it differently.

Dean pulled into the motel and jumped out of the car before Sam even registered where they were, he was too busy on his phone doing yet more research on the case.

"I'll get the rooms, you to get the bags." Dean shouted moving quickly to the front desk. He needed to be away from where he could see Cas every time he looked in his rear-view mirror. In all truth he looked in it a lot on the drive here, much more than was needed, but was it his thought that the former angel looked so damn hot sitting there with his eyes closed and a smile on his face. Completely relaxed and at one with the world. It was so damn sexy. If his brother hadn't been with them Dean knew he would have had to pull over at least twice just so he could kiss those god damn adorable lips. Who knew Cas could be so irresistible while doing nothing?

"Hey. Two rooms, one double, one single." He said to the woman at the counter, not really paying much attention to her, his eyes getting caught by the sight of Cas climbing out of the car and stretching.

"Hmm." The woman said having taken note of the fact that the party booking into the motel consisted of only men. Though who was with who she had no idea, they were probably all at it together. Damn homosexuals.

"Here. 21's the double." She said slamming the keys down in front of Dean making him raise his eyebrows. Really? What the hell was her problem?

"Thanks." He smiled taking the keys. He was tempted to say something about how he planned to make loads of noise with Cas later on just to see her face, but he thought better of it. He didn't want to get them thrown out, even if this place was no doubt a shit hole. These types of motel always were. But he was Dean, and he couldn't just leave it.

"I'm sure my boyfriend and I'll have a great time together, the showers are big enough for two right? If not, we'll just have to get real close." He said with a smirk as he made his way out of the door, not giving the woman a chance to reply. Though he did catch the way her face turned beet red at his words. Served her right, she should be more polite.

"Hey Sammy, catch." He yelled getting back to the car and throwing the single room's key at his brother before taking his bag from Cas with a smile of thanks.

With that the three of them made their way to the two rooms, Sam was briefly confused when Dean stooped by one which didn't have the same number as his own. But then he realised, of course Dean had got him and Cas a separate room, and thank god really. Cos there was no way Sam would share with those two, and the car really wasn't big enough for him to sleep in. Not if he had the choice of a bed anyway.

"Just tell me mine isn't the room next to yours." Sam said with a smirk as he continued walking.

"Why?" Dean asked, thinking maybe he should have asked for just that. It would be easier, right?

"Because I know how loud you can be Dean, and I really would prefer not to hear that." Sam responded over his shoulder glad to find his door a few rooms away.

"Bitch." Dean shouted at him as he watched Sam unlock his room.

"Jerk." Sam responded as he quickly walked through the door and closed it on his brother and the former angel.

"He's right you know." Castiel muttered moving so he was standing behind Dean and could wrap his arms around his waist and rest his chin on his shoulder, completely oblivious to the idea of not displaying affection in public. He wanted everyone to know Dean was his.

"Don't you start." Dean grumbled. He was not loud, he made his partners scream, that was all. And he decided not to say anything about the hug. I mean sure it wasn't really his thing, being all lovey-dovey, but if Cas wanted to be like that, then that was how they would be. It had nothing to do with the fact he actually liked it at all.

"Why? I like your moaning Dean. It tells me I am doing it right." Castiel murmured quietly into his ear before biting the lobe gently extracting just the sound he loved to hear from Dean's lips.

"Just like that. Moaning and calling my name." Castiel whispered, his voice having gone even deeper with desire for the man in his arms.

Dean could think of no response for that apart from grabbing Cas' hand and pulling him to their room so he could finally do what he had been wanting to do all the way here. Namely kiss him senseless.

Sam got into his room and pulled out his laptop to check on any recent developments. That and it gave Dean and Cas time to do whatever it was they were gonna do. He had thought that once they got together it would reduce the eye-sex, but if the looks his brother was throwing the former angel in the car was anything to go by, it had just increased it. He hadn't believed that that was actually possible, but it seems he was wrong. Oh well, give them time to get it out of their system then he would go over there and they could start investigating. Hmm, he should probably change into his suit in preparation. With that he closed down his laptop and went to get ready, taking his time. Anything so he didn't walk in on Dean and Cas again. Once was enough for him.

Dean pulled Cas into their room but as soon as the door was shut he found himself being pushed against it and Cas' gorgeous lips on his. He wasn't about to complain. He loved this side of his angel, this strong, forceful side. Even if he had never expected it.

Castiel moved his lips from Dean's and along his jaw as his fingers made their way under Dean's tee, causing one of those glorious moans to fall from Dean's lips once more as the other man leant his head back. This new position gave Castiel the perfect access to Dean's neck, where he took great pleasure in kissing and suckling, pulling more noises from the man he had pressed against the door. This was all so new to him. He acted on pure instinct when he was with Dean, but it seemed he liked it. Which was good, because Castiel certainly did.

They had no idea how long they stood like that. With Dean pressed against the door and Castiel kissing him and roaming his hands across his body under his clothing. But they were rudely pulled from their pleasure bubble by a knock on the door and Sam' voice interrupting them.

"Hey you two ready yet? We need to get going."

"Not quite." Dean managed to reply, pushing Cas away from him as much as he didn't want to, and stepping away from the door so he could let his brother in. At least Sammy's voice had put a damper on the erection Cas had given him.

"Dean, you're not even changed." Sam said with exasperation as he made his way into the room and found both Dean and Cas wearing what they had been before. He sensibly decided to ignore how messed up Cas' hair was, or the slightly glazed look in his brother's eyes. He did not want to know.

"Fine, we're doing it." Dean mumbled moving to his bag and pulling out his suit and turning to make sure Cas was doing the same. Of course when he turned to Cas he saw he was slightly ahead of him and now had his tee off and was starting to open his pants. And Dean just stopped and stared and fantasied, I mean who couldn't when that gorgeous chest was on display, not to mention what Cas would be revealing next as he slid his pats down, and then his boxers…

"Guys come on, I'm still in the room." Sam snapped looking up from the table he had settled at to see his brother staring at Cas like he wanted to eat him up.

"You could always leave." Dean suggested really not wanting to tear his eyes from Cas. God he had a gorgeous body.

"Or Cas could get changed in the bathroom and you could stop drooling over him." Sam suggested irritably. Surely he had given them enough time to get this out of there system before he had come round. I mean seriously, there were other things in life than sex. Though it was Dean he was talking about, he wasn't sure his brother had ever really understood that concept.

"I don't drool." Dean snapped at him pulling his eyes from Cas so he could glare at his brother.

"Really? Cos that's what it looked like from here. Now come on, we need to get going." Sam replied crossing his arms and giving Dean his best bitchface.

"You could always go on your own." Dean suggested, thinking that that seemed like a great idea. Then he and Cas could spend some time together doing…

"That was what I suggested at the beginning, but you refused to let me. Now you're here, you're working." Sam replied interrupting Dean's fantasy and pulling him back to what was actually going on.

"Fine. Cas why don't you go get changed in the bathroom and save poor Sammy's sensibilities." Dean finally conceded, his brother might be right about him not being able to concentrate while Cas was getting changed. Not that he was gonna tell him that though.

"Of course Dean, you could always join me if you wish." Castiel replied seriously thinking that Sam had a problem with seeing naked people. It was an issue with some humans he was aware, not that he felt it himself. He had no problems with his or anyone else naked bodies.

"No. behave, the pair of you." Sam responded with a growl pointing at both Dean and Cas. He wasn't sure whether Cas was being serious or not, but either way it looked like he would be spending a lot of time trying to keep the two of them apart while they worked. This was not going to be the relaxing hunt he had hoped it would be. And there was a sentence for you, it had got to the point where he thought a vampire hunt would be relaxing. Yeah, he definitely needed to get out and talk to other people.