A/N Thank you to The Communist Unicorn and Eyum daRelmera for the reviews! I also appreciated being followed and favorites by oaiela and Isabellarose04! Without further ado, a little smut! I have up-ed the rating on this story to reflect its new content.

This is a continuation from the last chapter and takes place during 5.3 "Free to Be You and Me"

"Dean," Cas's voice was deeper than usual as Dean pulled back from their kiss to catch his breath.

"Nah, no talking," Dean silenced Cas's response with a kiss and relished in the feel of the others man's lips pressing against his. Since when have I liked guys? No...Cas, since when have I liked Cas?

As much as he wanted to keep kissing Dean, Cas pulled back, "Dean..." He tried to get the other man's attention. Dean sighed and opened his eyes to look at Cas. Cas's blue eyes were dark with lust and Dean felt his pants get tight. Cas took a deep breath and rather than calm himself he smelled Dean, something between hayfields after a rainstorm and stale beer, and felt his arousal grow.

"What Cas?" Den asked, his voice deep with passion and twinged with annoyance.

"Dean…" Cas took another moment to settle his brain. "I'm sorry. That was... inappropriate."

"Inappropriate? Cas…" Dean was flummoxed. He still didn't understand his own feelings and now Cas was second guessing his feelings. "Why?" Dean's question got stuck in his throat.

Cas sat back and sighed. "I...I've loved you since I first saw you." Dean stared at Cas, not sure how to process what the angel was saying. Cas looked sorrowfully at Dean and then down to his lap. "When I saw your soul, battered and breaking, I...I felt…I felt something. For the first time ever I felt an emotion."

"Why...why didn't you say anything?" Dean asked.

Castiel shifted in his seat, "I didn't know what love was. It took me awhile to figure out what I was feeling. First it made me angry, then scared. It was overwhelming. And then...then I realized my feelings and I didn't want to lose your friendship."

"Why would you lose my friendship?" Dean asked.

"Because you wouldn't want me around," Cas tried to explain.

"Because you love me? Why wouldn't I want you around?" Dean gave Cas a quizzical look.

Cas seemed to fold in on himself, "You like women. I thought you'd be uncomfortable around me if you knew." Dean was silent for a minute, then another and another. Finally, Cas moved to get out of the car.

Dean grabbed his sleeve to keep him in the car. Cas looked up, his eyes met Dean's. "I…" Dean took a breath to steady himself "I wouldn't want you gone." Cas's eyes widened as he looked at Dean. Dean looked away. "You're right. I do like women, but...I don't want to lose you either. I…" Dean trailed off not knowing how to explain his feelings.

"I...I could find a female vessel…" Castiel suggested.

"NO!" Dean whipped his head around to look at Castiel. "I...I mean, you are you, right? I don't want you taking somebody else's body."

Cas smiled at Dean's reaction. "Yeah, this body is mine, it stopped being Jimmy when Lucifer rose."

Dean nodded, "Yeah, I wouldn't want you taking another person's body."

"So, where does that leave us?" Cas asked, disappointment evident in his tone.

"I...I don't know man. You know I hate this chick-flick stuff." Cas's eyes bored into Dean's soul and Dean sighed, "I...I didn't hate it. The kiss I mean."

Cas smirked, "I could tell."

Dean glared at the other man, "This is new territory for me, Cas. I...It's going to take me time to figure out my feelings."

"I don't have time," Castiel replied, "This is my last night on Earth."

Dean looked in his friend's blue eyes and swallowed. Before he could overthink it, Dean leaned over and kissed Castiel. Cas eagerly accepted the kiss and ran his hand through Dean's hair. Dean moaned and opened his mouth to Cas's tongue.

Cas slid closer to Dean until their legs were touching. His pants were too tight again as the blood rushed from his brain. He stuttered when he felt Dean place a hand on his knee. Cas moved his right hand from Dean's hair and slowly felt his way down Dean's chest. He could feel the tight muscles through the thin black shirt and his erection strained against his pants.

Dean was forced to break off the kiss so he could breath. "Cas...I don't…" Cas cut him off with another kiss and Dean relented, giving himself over to Cas. His eyes shot open when Cas's caressing hand reached his crotch, but his nerves were quickly forgotten as Cas started to rub him to the rhythm of his tongue moving in Dean's mouth. Dean moaned and melted into the seat. It has been far too long. He thought, moving his hand up Cas's leg.

Cas moaned with pleasure as Dean's hand brushed over his erection. Dean smiled into their kiss. Damn, that's hot! Dean was still unsure about what he was doing, It's like being a teenager all over again! And the mixture of nerves and desire was very, very arousing. Dean shifted trying to free his erection, but it didn't help. Finally, he reached down and unbuttoned his jeans.

Cas froze, unsure of what Dean was trying to do, but when Dean brought his hand back to touch his erection through the thin material of his boxers, Cas's heart pounded and his own erection throbbed. Breaking the kiss again, Dean looked into Castiel's eyes as he moved his hand to the other man's fly. Cas gave a slight eager nod and Dean undid his pants, sliding his hand in.

"Tighty-whities, really Cas?" Dean mused as he ran his hand over the considerable length. Cas cocked his head and looked at Dean, confused. Dean smiled and kissed Cas again and he slowly slid his hand under the waistband of Cas's underwear. Cas moaned as his hips bucked involuntarily into Dean's hand. Dean started to chuckle, but it turned into a groan of desire as Castiel slipped his hand into Dean's boxers.

Dean realized that Cas's choice of underwear made a discrete hand-job impossible. Dean pulled at the waist of Cas's pants and Cas realized what he wanted and helped him by lifting himself off the seat so Dean could pull his underwear down.

Dean looked around at the parking lot. They were very exposed. He shrugged off his coat and helped Castiel do the same. Laying their coats across their laps, Dean reached under the coat to where Cas was making a tent. Dean hesitated, then wrapped his hand around Cas. Cas's erection was slick from his prolonged arousal and he sighed as Dean's strong hand encircled him. Cas spit into his hand and then felt under Dean's coat until he found the young man's erection. Eons of watching humans had taught him the mechanics, but nothing had prepared him for the sensation.

By unspoken agreement, they both started at a slow pace, first exploring then slowly sliding their hands up and down. They matched each other's pace and locked eyes. Castiel stopped breathing as Dean started to pant. Their lips smashed into a kiss that was full of desire and need. Their teeth scrapped as their kiss deepened and their pace became fast and furious.

When Cas moved his thumb up to rub Dean's tip, Dean cried out as his orgasm hit, causing him to spill into Cas's hand. Dean's cry of pleasure plus the final squeeze he gave Cas put him over the top as well. Cas whimpered as the pleasure from his first orgasm overwhelmed him. Cas leaned forward and rested his forehead on Dean's. "Wow," was all he could say.

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