Day 25 - trying to seduce one another

"Just Massaging"

Cas wasn't surprised to enter his apartment to the sound of Lynyrd Skynyrd and the smell of food, but he was too tired to be excited about it. He'd just come back from a last minute job in Alaska, and the plane rides were long and Inias had been infuriating.

"The prodigal wedding dress consultant returns," Dean said, coming in from the kitchen and kissing Cas on the cheek. "How was the job, Wiz?"

"Long," Cas replied honestly.

Dean wrapped his arms around Cas' waist and pulled him in close, kissing his neck. "Need to relax?"

"Need to sleep," Cas replied, pulling away. He put a hand on the side of Dean's face. "I'm sorry. Can we microwave it for tomorrow?"

"Yeah, it'll save," Dean said, then kissed Cas' forehead.

"Thanks, Pookie," Cas said with a smile, then went down the hall to his room.

He changed into his pajama pants and promptly crawled into bed. He heard Dean come down the hall a few minutes later, and then there was a weight settling on his ass and there were hands on his shoulders.

"Dean, I'm tired," Cas whined.

"I'm just massaging," Dean defended. "You deserve a massage."

"I do, don't I?" Cas mumbled.

Dean chuckled and just kept massaging.

Cas loved Dean's massages; he always got down deep and was able to get the toughest knots out of Cas' back. He felt himself drifting off to sleep with how relaxing the whole experience was, until Dean started massaging…lower.

"Deeean," Cas mumbled.

"Just massaging," Dean said again.

And he was. And it felt good. Really good. But then Dean started kissing, too, and Cas was definitely not going to sleep now.

"Oh, you insatiable ass," Cas growled with a smile, rolling over so he was on his back and pulling Dean down on top of him.

SPNSPNSPN

Dean and Cas held each other tightly, relishing in post-coital bliss. Dean sighed contently and turned around, making Cas into the big spoon.

"Thanks, babe," Dean said, closing his eyes.

"Oh no you don't," Cas said, rolling Dean onto his back. Cas crawled over him and smiled down. "You got me in the mood, and I'm not done with you yet."

"You gonna curse me, Mr. Wizard?" Dean asked, raising his eyebrows.

Cas grinned. "Let me work my magic."