Dean ran through the maze of cherry trees in full bloom after his quarry. He was as silent as he could be but his boots thumped along the grass giving him away to anyone listening.
He stopped almost out of breath and dripping with sweat, Dean peeled off his soaking wet tee shirt deciding bare-chested was the way to go for the rest of the hunt. For once he was happy Sam wasn't there because this was a special creature that needed special treatment only he could provide.
The shirt tossed aside, Dean wove his way through looking for a clue but the creature was elusive. It could be invisible and watching him right this very moment and he couldn't forget its sheer strength. Dean Winchester was out of his element with this hunt.
He decided to use himself as bait to lure the creature out so he stripped down to his birthday suit tossing his jeans, boots and socks in a pile, "I'm all yours…come and get it."
A breeze kicked up and left a shower of cherry blossom petals swirling around Dean caressing his bare skin. It was strange, almost supernatural and the Hunter figured Mother Nature had nothing to do with it.
Soon he was cloaked in the petals like a floral tornado, lifted off the ground and deposited near the last row of trees on top of a hill with a view of the bay.
"Hello Dean, looking for me?"
Castiel was reclining on a red and white checkered blanket with his hands behind his head. The Angel was nude and already in a state of excitement, he reached down and tugged his balls adjusting himself a bit.
There was a picnic basket loaded with goodies and champagne chilling in a bucket of ice. Being an Angel of the Lord had its perks.
Dean lay there with his eyes closed still covered in petals, "You found me."
"I always know where you are Dean, it's my job."
"Because we work together?"
"No, because I love you."
Castiel brushed the petals off Deans smooth flesh kissing lightly as he went until he worked his way down to the silky curls crowning his cock. The Angel pushed Dean's legs apart and buried his face between them licking the salty musk from his skin before getting to what he truly wanted.
Deans jade eyes fluttered open and focused on the canopy of blossoms above him watching several honey bees go from one to the other unaware of the activity below.
Soon Castiel had his Hunter arching his back and crying out his name until his seed was spent and his body relaxed back on the blanket. Dean closed his eyes again as slippery fingers breeched his entrance preparing the Hunter for angelic lovemaking.
"Cas I love you…sometimes it's scary." He grunted as his hole was slowly stretched by the only being allowed to be in that intimate place.
The low, gravel voice came, "Scary, why? What is scary about loving someone?"
"Because I didn't think I could, not like this but now all I want is you."
Cas settled on top of him and centered himself pushing his way inside, he smiled when his lovers eyes snapped open locking onto his. They wrapped their arms around one another, kissing deeply, tongues twining as the Angel thrust into the Hunter.
When Castiel shuddered filling Dean Winchesters lovely ass another shower of petals fell over them decorating the lovers like a wedding cake.
