Dean looked up at Cas, his throat constricted. "Cas..." Cas blinked his cerulean eyes at him and smiled. "I know, Dean..." Dean shook his head and grabbed it in both hands. "No... You don't... I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry! How could I forget?!" Cas pulled him up into a hug. "It's ok, Dean..." Dean hugged him tightly and sighed. "Cas... Right at the end there... I felt it... Like I remembered it... This really happened, didn't it?" Cas nodded. Dean felt a sudden hunger inside him. He grabbed his angel and pressed him against the rough wall, kissing him like his life depended on it. Cas moaned. "Dean..." Dean pressed hot kisses to his jawline. "Cas." he growled, his speach interspaced with more kisses. "I'm sorry. We... could have had... so much more...time together..." Cas threw his head back. "Ah... D- Dean... Please... This is..." Dean shut him up the only way he knew how and Cas' protests were smothered in his passionate kiss. Dean flicked his tongue along that sexy mouth and Cas happily granted him access. Dean felt his jeans get tighter and the thought that this time he might get to see some more of Cas helped that along nicely. Dean pulled back from Cas' mouth. "Cas..." he growled, his voice rougher and even lower. "...Cas, please... May I?" Cas was panting, his lips swollen, pink and wet. His eyes were lust blown and dark blue and he looked like a freaking pornstar, with his bedhead and that slightly opened mouth. Dean cursed under his breath and pulled Cas in again. Cas melted against him and Dean could feel Cas' cock press against his thigh. "Oh, Geez Cas... You're so hot." Cas blinked, still breathing heavily. "Yes... I am a bit warm. Odd that.'
Dean smiled, despite his throbbing cock. "Lemme help you then." he breathed into Cas' ear, sending pleasant shivers down Cas' spine. Cas gasped and mutely nodded. Dean growled and kissed Cas on his pulsepoint. "Some day, I will mark you, Cas. I'll make wonderful bruises all over that gorgeous neck of yours." Cas whimpered as Dean dragged his lips full length over the side of his neck. Dean slid his hands under the trenchcoat and suit jacket, and let his fingers ghost over Cas' back. When he reached the point of his shoulderblade, Cas arched his back. "Dean!" the angel cried out, bucking his hips. Dean smiled like a cat that ate the canary. "Hmmmm. You like that, huh angel?" he growled low into Cas' ear. In one swift move he shucked off the trenchcoat and jacket, and stepped back a bit. ""Mmmm. Caaaas." Dean moaned as his eyes drank in how delicious his angel looked in just his dress shirt and tie, a tent forming in his slacks. Cas looked down right dirty, and yet deliciously innocent. Dean grabbed the blue tie and roughly pulled Cas back into his reach. "Mine." he growled and his hands were already unbuttoning the white shirt.
Dean hummed happily when he noticed Cas wasn't wearing an undershirt. Cas had been letting his hands run around Dean's back again and now they were undoing Deans shirt, but they fumbled. "Hang on, angel." Dean said, breathing erratic. He swiftly unbuttoned his shirt, and dropped it to the floor, followed by his t-shirt. Cas had undone the tie and dropped his dress shirt on top of the trenchcoat. Dean growled and set his teeth right into Cas' neck. Cas moaned his name and bucked his hips again, rubbing his erection against Deans jeans. "Dean..." Dean softly kissed the spot he had bitten. "I know, angel... Me too." Cas shook his head. "No, Dean... I... I'm inexperienced.. I... I'm not sure what I'm doing." Dean stopped dead. "What?" Cas ran his fingers through Dean's hair again, trying to pull him in a kiss once more, but Dean stayed frozen. "Shit, Cas... Are you freaking serious? You're a virgin?!" He ran his hands though the jet black tresses of Cas' hair. "Shit, shit, SHIT! I should have been more gentle... I'm so sorry, Cas. C'mere." He gently pulled the half naked angel in his arms and pressed soft kisses in his neck. "I'm so sorry... Did I come on too strong? Have I scared you?" He could feel Cas smile against his shoulder. "No. I'm fine, Dean. I actually enjoyed that very much. I'm just afraid that I don't meet your expectations. I know you've had more experienced partners before." Dean chuckled and pulled away a bit. "You're doing just great, angel... Here." He took Cas' hand and guided it to the front of his jeans. "You feel that? I haven't been this hard in ages." Cas blushed as his hand touched the bulge in Dean's jeans and Dean made a keening sound in his throat. Just like that, Cas was kissing him again, roughly.