"Then we sat at the edge of the earth, with our feet dangling over the side, and marveled that we had found each other."
Erick Dillard

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The next morning Cas and Dean woke up to a sparkling white landscape. It was no longer a motel parking lot, it was their special place and no one else was allowed to enter.

Cas wondered to himself if someday Dean would be his husband. It was a nice little fantasy Cas always had. Find a guy that loved him and get married just like other soulmates.

He watched Dean walk around the room in the buff. When Dean dropped his towel and bent down to fish a pair of socks out of the duffle, Cas was instantly hard again.

Dean sensed the pair of blue eyes focused on his ass, he straightened up and turned toward Cas, "No."

Cas looked very innocent with a not so innocent erection, "No…what?"

"My butt still kinda hurts, I have to get used to this, maybe after we do it awhile it toughens up in there it so I can take it all the time." Dean shook his hips causing his dick to slap back and forth, "Besides, tonight I'm making love to you remember?"

"Dean you are so romantic." Cas flopped back on the bed with his flagpole in the air. He reveled in the fact that Dean just called it making love.

Dean launched himself on the bed. The pair began wrestling and groping each other. Soon they got their rhythm going with Dean on top humping against his boyfriend.

"I love you Cas."

"I love you Dean."

The housekeep stared wide eyed through the window, she knew she shouldn't look but it was almost impossible not to. After feeling just a little guilty, she hurried to the door and knocked, "Housekeeping."

That was the trigger; the boys hit the wall moaning in unison then they crawled under the blankets where Cas had a giggle fit.

Dean yelled, "Come in."

"Are you boys decent?"

"No but we're under the covers, can you leave us towels?"

Cas yelled, "Don't worry, our naughty parts are covered." He started giggling again.

She cautiously opened the door and kept her back to the bed. A clean stack of towels was put on the dresser.

The housekeeper left after a few words of advice. "Crack a window when you check out and keep the curtains closed during the day."

…..

They headed for the Eagle Café; people came from all over to eagle watch along the river. It happened to be the nearest place open for breakfast and they had a nice view of the water. Both felt like a couple of grownups

Dean was the cock of the walk. He had money, a car and sex anytime he wanted it. What else could a sixteen year old guy want out of life? Dean figured nothing at all.

When the waitress showed up Dean ordered them coffee, juice, pancakes with strawberries and whipped cream for Cas and a Meat Lovers breakfast for him. Dean smiled over at Cas as they played footsy under the table.

The young Hunter grabbed a strawberry off the stack, ran it through the whipped cream and then licked it off popping the berry in his mouth.

Cas grabbed a sausage off Dean's plate and licking the tip then popped it in his mouth.

"What do you want to do today?"

Cas looked down at his clothes and then to Deans, "I want clothes like yours and I want to get my hair cut." He brushed back his long bangs, "Do you think I would look cute with spiky bangs like yours?"

"I think you'd look cute because then your eyes would really show. The clothes…I don't know Cas. You're a colorful sort of guy; do you think you'd like thrift store and surplus clothes?"

He nodded like a spring on a stick, "Yes I do."

Dean wasn't so sure.

….

Sam woke up to the phone ringing on the end table. He reached up and grabbed the receiver, "Hello?"

Angie's cheerful voice was on the other end, "Morning sweetie, how are things?"

"Good, me and Gus played video games and ate some pizza."

"I'm glad you're having a good time. I ganked what needed ganking and after wrapping up a few things here I'm heading back. Tell Cas I'll be home around suppertime."

"Uh…ok I'll tell him."

Sam hung up and quietly chewed on a fingernail awhile as he tried to figure out what to tell Angie when Cas and Dean didn't come home. He decided to just lie and say they went to a move. If they were lucky Angie would be sleeping and not notice anything.

Sam knew that would never happen, smart grownups noticed everything.

…

Cas gritted his teeth as the stylist combed up his bangs ready to cut them. Scott felt bad for the kid. He could tell the haircut was supposed to impress the cutie sitting on a chair reading a magazine, "Are you sure you want to do this hon?"

Cas looked over at Dean reading Sports Illustrated swim suit edition, his legs were spread wide taking up man space. Every now and again Dean would mumble things to himself like, "Nice tits" or "I would do her."

The blue eyed teen folded his arms and nodded curtly, "Yes, I want my hair like his," he whispered to the stylist, "but could I get some purple streaks in the front?"

Scott patted his shoulder, "Yes, purple would look so hot in your nice dark hair."

Dean rolled his eyes behind the magazine but held his tongue.

An hour later Cas was cut, streaked purple and styled. Scott turned the chair toward Dean, "Well what do you think?"

Dean peeked over top of a car magazine that somehow found its way into the salon. The little purple streaks in front actually did look nice on Cas.

He took the opportunity to kiss his boyfriend in public since they were the only one in the salon besides the stylist. Dean went right over, bent down and gave Cas a quick peck on the lips. "You look adorable."

Cas twirled around in the chair with his arms in the air, "I'm adorable!"

Scott asked Dean "Is he always like this?"

"Pretty much."

…

The lovers walked around the racks of surplus button fly fatigue pants. Cas with his slim waist and height was a hard to fit guy but Dean managed to find him three pair that would work.

Next he found Cas a tactile jacket with lots of pockets for ammo and clips plus some shirts that would fit. Dean picked out some bitchin' boots for them and some t shirts for Sam. It felt good to put in all on his dads shady credit card.

They burst out the door together with bags of treasure, the sun was shining and the snow was on a fast melt. March was right around the corner and April was the Angel Falls High spring dance.

They had their dates Layla and Missy who both needed as much cover as they did and all was right with the world at that moment. Dean slung his arm around the smaller boy's shoulders and they headed for the Impala.

The future looked bright and it was all theirs.

…

The old truck lumbered up the driveway and stopped in front of the farm house. Angie shut off the truck and listened to it wheeze then settle. She wondered how wise it was to trade her new truck for the Impala. If the classic muscle car wouldn't have meant so much to Dean she never would have done it.

Sam came out to greet her along with Gus, Ollie ran to meet her part way and escort his lady back to the house. It was wonderful to be home again.

Sam carried in the big gear bag for her and lugged it to hall. "Did you have a successful hunt mom?"

Angie hugged the heck out of Sam then messed up his mop of hair, "I did son."

Gus stood there with a hopeful smile so she bent down and gave him a hug.

….

They walked hand in hand along the river. It was too cold and damp for anyone else to venture out so Cas and Dean had it all to themselves. Dean said he felt normal being able to do that like other couples. Cas said they were normal to begin with and it was everyone else with the problem.

Dean stopped under a maple tree and pushed Cas against the trunk, "It's getting late, we can pick up some take out and head back to the room and…you know."

Dean pulled up the hood on his jacket and leaned in for a kiss. Their breath mingled in the relative warmth of the minty damp space of the temporary shelter.

Cas wanted it now, wanted Dean to take him so they both had the experience of being inside the other. In fact if Dean insisted Cas would bend for him anytime he asked.

….

Angie poked at the mac and cheese with hotdogs the boys cooked her for dinner. She glanced up at the clock, "Where are they? Sam did they say where they were going after shopping?"

Sam gulped down his glass of milk and then gave her a sweet smile, "I forgot, they were going to a movie and then out for supper. Dean said they would be back late."

She sat back sipping her mug of decaf and watching Sam for signs of deception. It sounded like a bullshit story but he was hanging tough and not giving an inch. "Alright Sam I'll take your word for it."

She turned to Gus and gave the chubby little boy a smile, "Do you remember what movie they were seeing?"

Gus' eyes opened wide then rolled toward Sam and back to Angie, "No."

She had them now, "Liar, liar pants on fire, its ok boys, I'm sure they had you both lie for them."

Sam finger combed his bangs over his eyes so she couldn't see them, "They aren't doing anything bad. Please don't get really mad like dad does."

"Sam you both have lived with me six months now, I would think you would know me better than that. I will say that their narrow behinds better get back here tonight because if I have to go look for them…well I hope they enjoy being grounded and taking the bus to school."

…

Dean was impatiently watching Cas undress, "Come on I was nude in five seconds flat. Do you need some help?"

Cas was hopping around trying to pull off a sneaker and fell onto the bed kicking it off with his other foot, "Go get the shower going."

"No way, I can't wait that long. I'll take my chances with your butt, I'm not squeamish."

He crawled over to Dean and grabbed his lover's erection. It was like the commercial for the Tootsie Pop and the owl; it took three licks to get to the yummy center. Dean was off like a rocket but Cas knew after a grope filled shower together they would both be ready for another round.

…

Bobby and Brady pulled up to the farmhouse; they saw a tall, female figure step out on the porch. The porch light came on and there was Angela Novak standing there with a shotgun.

Bobby got out with his hands up and yelled, "Its Bobby Singer, I was headed out this way and wanted to stop in and talk to you about some important things. Can I come in?"

Angie racked the shot gun but didn't point it, "What do you want Bobby? If you're here to make trouble for my boys…"

"No I promise. I'm no John Winchester trust me."

Sam poked his head out around Angie and looked at Bobby curiously, "Who is that?"

"Bobby Singer."

Sam whispered, "I'm not leaving."

"I know sweetie."

Brady got out and stepped into the light, he gave the woman an easy smile. "I'm Brady; I haven't been hunting long enough to become an asshole yet. Can Bobby and I come in?"

Bobby sputtered, "Who asked you to get involved Brady?"

Angie's breath caught in her throat, the man with Bobby Singer was perfection. Brady was strong from the rigors of hunting. He was tall and had facial features that were a cross between handsome and pretty. Once he got closer she was sure this Brady guy would have gorgeous eyes and dazzling white teeth.

Sam eyed the mountain man Ken doll. "Aw crap…mom is a goner."

She softened her stance, "Alright you can come in but if I feel like my cubs are in danger, mama bear will rip you both some new assholes."

Bobby knew that was no idle threat, "Fair enough Angie."

Brady laughed to himself, this Angela woman was a real spitfire.

…

Cas had his arms braced against the shower wall as Dean knelt behind him making quite a production of the cleansing process. He ran a soapy finger inside Cas over and over then rinsed with his finger again adding another.

Dean poked around inside the passage until he found Cas' special treasure. He played around until Cas shook from head to toe and the walls were painted white. Satisfied he did a good job, Dean dove in and had fun licking the enticing damp curls along the crack.

It was fantastic, a playground of delights just for Dean. He commented on Cas' fuzzy little pussy, how he was going to pop that cherry and how much fun it was to fondle his cock and balls. Finally Dean turned off the shower and dried him with a fluffy towel.

…

Gus was picked up by his mom because Angie didn't want the boy exposed to whatever it was that Bobby needed to talk about. Conversations about hunting and the supernatural were a very private matter.

She sent Sam to his room and the grownups got down to it. Brady was a distraction and Angie tried her best not to be distracted.

"Bobby I don't believe for a second you just happen to be in the neighborhood. What is so important that you couldn't have told me on the phone?"

Bobby pulled a few old books out a canvas messenger bag and set them on the coffee table, "I've been doing some research and I felt that it was time for me to meet the boys." He looked to Brady, "Pick me up when the job is done."

Brady got up and put his coat back on, "My cue to skedaddle." He bent down and kissed Angie's hand, "I hope we get to see each other again Angela."

Angie felt a tingle as her body was already threatening to betray her. "Maybe when you pick Bobby up you could stay for supper. You can call me Angie."

"Angela or Angie, it doesn't matter because you look like an Angel with a capitol A."

Bobby rolled his eyes, "Go on git."

Once Brady left Angie got right down to her current problem, "Dean and Jimmy are missing and I'm worried. Will you help me find them before something terrible happens? Then we can hash out what you need to tell me."

Bobby nodded, "I'll help you, I think you got a lot on your plate right now."

She suddenly grabbed the Hunters hands and held them tight, "You have to promise that whatever you might see while you're here will stay between us. Do I have your word as a decent man and an honorable Hunter?"

"You have my word."

….

Cas pushed his face into the pillow as eager fingers explored his ass and back. Dean was being extra gentle. He took lubricant from the flushed slits and stroked the fluid over his cock and along the crack of his little lover's rear.

He muttered, "Do you want to be on top honey?"

When Dean called him honey Cas' heart melted, "Ok Dean."

Cas swung a leg over the narrow hips and reached back trying to finesses his boyfriends sizable penis inside. Dean sat up against the headboard for leverage dragging Cas along with him then assisted.

Dean smiled when he got himself centered and pushed up felling the muscle give a little.

The teen watched the exquisite look of pain and pleasure pass across his lover's sweet face as his body was slowly impaled. Dean wrapped his arms around Cas' waist while Cas rested his head on Dean's shoulder. They moved slowly as the virgin adjusted to all the new sensations. Dean murmured praise and encouragement as he tried his best not to peak too fast.

Suddenly things began changing on a level that human Jimmy wasn't prepared for. In fact even Castiel had little control at this point. The last wall was tumbling down to their profound bond.

Once the lovemaking was completed they would be tied together in ways that humans and Angels could never completely understand.

A mantra of "I love you" came from both boys. Cas tossed back his head as he rode hard welcoming the tender burn inside him.

Opalescent ivory wings slowly emerged tearing the flesh wider as they emerged for the very first time in the presence of Dean Winchester.

Blood coursed down Cas' back as an Angelic cry caught in his throat threatening to shatter every bit of glass within a mile.

TBC