They made their way downstairs to the smug faces greeting them downstairs. He pulled them each to his sides, kissing their cheeks and letting go slowly. "I was wrong, sue me. They really are amazing in bed!" He grinned widely at them all and headed to the kitchen to eat, the gods following, creating tables of sweets along the walls again, the others laughed at that.
Clara just shook her head, watching her cousin turn bi in front of her eyes and smiled. He did look happy though. No woman ever made him look that way, she'd have known it. Those gods sure were good at their stuff.
The others watched as well, and shook their head in wonder, the gods had made another conquest. They were definitely Sex gods of the first order. Ellen grabbed her paper and headed to Sam to see if he wanted to discuss the wedding plans, starting with the dress ideas and the blue, cerulean blue was her favorite and Cas smiled at her for choosing it. It was his eye color, after all. She had picked it because she was so familiar with his eyes and liked their color. He kissed her cheek gently, blushing, "Thanks, Ellen."
"No problem, Angel boy, those eyes are striking. My wedding will be too." Ellen said hugging him, and chuckling, "You're a good angel. All of you are. Love you all. You're always welcome here."
"Thanks, Ellen." Cas said smiling widely now, as Gabriel approached and hugged her too.
"Had to come over and make sure you weren't trying to take my man from me." He teased, pulling Cas into a small kiss and holding him close. They turned to her and smiled. "Thanks for inviting us. His eyes really are striking, aren't they?"
"Yes, they really are." She laughed and headed for the kitchen again. Gabriel tugging Castiel along by the hand, grinning like a fool.
Sure they were all fools, but they were her fools. She'd kill for those angels if she had to. They were all like her own kids now. No one got to hurt them.
Dante watched Sam eat a strawberry topped with whip cream, and leaned in kissing the sweet remains of the cream off his lips in a whim, Sam smiled, and let him, kissing him softly back then letting it go.
The others laughed and Dante grinned, uncaring. He had promised to do this anyway. Dean held up a cherry dipped in chocolate, holding it with his lips. Dante leaned in and ate it from his mouth, kissing him too.
The others groaned and then they got down to business about the wedding, Dante sitting between them, holding their hands as they held his. They weren't done with him yet. He was theirs for the day. He hadn't been bent over the hood of a car yet. They thought he need to know that experience, and soon. Damn Pheonix's were addictive! They just had to decide which car. "Which car do you want fucked on tonight, Dante? Ours or yours?" Sam whispered.
"Both of you?" Dante wanted to know, he wanted them both.
"Both of us." Dean whispered from the other side, smiling.
"Mine, definitely mine, and the back seat, and the front seat, then the trunk. She hasn't be christened yet, it was about time she was." Eyeing those hot bodies, he thought it was way overdue as a matter of fact.