The bunker was overall fairly quiet, after Dean's strange breakdown he took off to the nearest bar in town hours ago. Castiel was sitting backwards on the chair in the library; helping Sam have better accesses to his back. He slowly unwrapped the bloody bandages from Castiel's back, even though it had been weeks since the fall. "Cas, I don't understand why it's still bleeding. Shouldn't it have healed by now? Or at least stop bleeding?" Sam asked while running his hands though his hair. Castiel lowered his head so that his chin to rest on his arms. "Until Heaven is restored it will never fully heal, Sam. It might take months for it to even look remotely healed, but the truth is that it won't. GOD made it so, as it is written an angel who has fallen will be forever branded by the mark of disobedience, a reminder of their betrayal to GOD and Heaven. The worst thing you could do to an angel besides takes its Grace is to break its wings. My brothers and sisters still cry, they are lost, and are in need of direction." "You still have Angel radio?" Sam interrupted, as he starting wrapping the fresh bandages around his torso. "Yes. Even as we speak I can hear them, they are faint though because of the angel warding you have here. That is why I need to restore Heaven so that I can get them home." Castiel furrowed his brow as the words left his month. "And as for the bleeding, that's Dean's fault. When he kissed me, he caused us to fall on the bed causing my wound to reopen." He stated bluntly. Sam nodded in approval to the reason until he registered what he just heard. "Oh I see- Wait what?! Dean kissed you?" "Yes." Castiel titled his head in confusion as he turned to look at him, did Sam not hear him; he just state that Dean kissed him. He couldn't understand Humans sometimes. "He was quite forceful with his tongue-. He commented as he thought hard about it. Sam eyes widened and he awkwardly looked down making an "I have no brother" face, putting his hand up sighing Castiel to stop talking. "Too much information Cas." "Of course, my apologies." Castiel rested his chin back on his arms looking around the bunker. "Yeah" Sam patted him on the shoulder giving his forced awkward smile. He knew that Dean would flirt with Castiel but he would have never called that he would actually kiss the guy. Is that why Dean so was so eager to get out of the bunker? Did something else happen? He was sure he would get the whole story if he just asked Cas but he was sure if he wanted to have the images of Dean doing lewd things to Cas.
Once Sam was finished changing Castiel's wounds he went into town to restock on supplies for the bunker, he believe the bunker wouldn't be destroyed leaving it in Cas's hands; or at least he hope it wouldn't. Castiel was doing research in the library. He sat on the floor crisscross in a circle surrounded by old books that mention anything about Heaven. He needed to find information if it was even possible to restore Heaven. The men of letters had quite a collection on angels but on Heaven itself was slim to none. He wasn't surprised with the lack of information, it had been millennia since angels were allowed to manifest on Earth or take a vessel. It was mostly Archangels that were allowed to wonder around earth as they pleased and they were quite good at reminding out of sight. Castiel was reading a book called, "Angeli: Entium post leviathanes oblongi (Angels: Beings after leviathans)" of all the books he read so far, this is the most accurate. He started reading passages out loud, "Created by GOD after the leviathans, were the angels and the four Archangels: Michael, Lucifer, Raphael and Gabriel. God created humanity sometime after the angels, and placed a high value on them. Lucifer refused to accept the position in the divine order apportioned to humanity, and defied GOD's word. After Michael cast him from Heaven, Lucifer twisted a human being to create the first demon. For his crimes, Lucifer was imprisoned in a cage locked with the 66 seals. While skimming though more pages a phrase caught his attention, "Angels who rebel and leave Heaven become fallen angles." He adverted his eyes from the book, sadness in his eyes. Even if he was able to restore Heaven and get his wings back he would still be the fallen angle who rebelled against Heaven for one man. Dean Winchester. "Dean..." He whispered closing the book quickly and places it next to him as he lay on his back, he closed his eyes tight due to the discomfort he felt the pain from his wings shoot though him. "I would have done it the same if I had to do it all over again..." "Cas." He sat up quickly to the sound of his name, to see Dean leaning against the door frame. When did he get there? He didn't even hear him come down the stairs. "Hello Dean."
Dean had left the bunker quickly after his little stunt with Cas, he didn't like how Sammy's human blood made him feel. He revealed more than he would have liked to Cas and he sounded pitiful. "I mean, shit. I even kissed fuckin' the guy." he barked out quietly as he took a large gulp of his beer. Cas's lips were just as he imagine, soft and tasted like honey. That might be because Castiel developed a freaky fondness of bees when he was "off his rocker" as Crowley would have it. He got really weird with bees; Dean could still remember when Cas appeared in the Impala; naked, cover in honey and bees. It would have been a wonderful sight if the fuckin' bees weren't there, that wasn't a kink Dean was into. He chuckled at the thought, and then his smile died once he started thinking about those blue eyes that seem to be looking straight though his unholy soul. Cas was more or less quite when Dean kissed him, what was going on in that damn angel's head. He must have been disgusted beyond words, fuck, who could blame him? An angel and demon just don't mix. He force the sadness deep down, burying it to almost to nonexistence as he force the rest of the alcohol down his throat. Once he made his way out of the bar into the Impala he decided that he had been gone long enough he didn't want an already awkward situations becoming worst with Sammy worrying about him. He took his sweet time getting back to the bunker, he went the speed limit, stop at ALL stop signs, he didn't even do a California roll. He wasn't looking forward to returning to the bunker, he didn't even know if he would be able to face Castiel after he made a compete fool of himself. Once he reached the bunker, he was trying to sneak back in, hoping that maybe they wouldn't notice how long he had been gone. He slowly made his way down the stairs, crossing his way to his room he heard what should like a book being shut hard, then his name shortly after. "Fuck." he curse under his breath believing he had been caught in the act of sneaking in his OWN room like a boy stealing a cookie from the cookie jar. His body relaxes after he realized that the tone of the voice didn't sound upset or anything, then tensed up again after he realizes who the voice belong to. Castiel he thought, he shook his head and force his body to move towards his voice until he reached the door. He saw Castiel laying on his back, eyes closed surrounded by books, he wasn't wearing his trench coat, he was wearing his white button up shirt with his blue tie loosely on backwards with his black slacks; if he didn't know better he would say Castiel could pull off being a college professor. His train of though was interrupted by Castiel's rough voice that came out as a whisper, "I would have done it the same if I had to do it all over again..." Dean came to the conclusion that Castiel wasn't aware he was even in the same room; he was just talking to himself. But what was he talking about? Do what the same? Drag him out of hell? Betray Heaven for him? Suffer the fall... Why? Why on GOD's green earth would Castiel want to repeat those mistakes? He needed answers. He needed to hear why. "Cas" was the only thing he was able to get out and he regretted every second of it when those blue fuckin' eyes caught his. He watches as shock, confusion wash over Castiel's face then settled on what seem to be beatific? "Hello Dean" Castiel finally said while standing up with a small smile growing on his lips. Dean stepped towards him, staring into those eyes that tortured him so. "Cas, what did you mean you would do it the same if you had to do it over?" he was finally able to find his voice, stepping into Castiel's personal space. "I would rebel, be hunted, be cast out of Heaven again and again for you. I would still do all of it for you." The next thing Castiel knew Dean's lips were on his. Dean's right hand was on the back of his head, tangling his fingers in his raven black hair as he deepens the kiss. He could feel the urgency in the kiss as Dean's tongue licks his bottom lip, begging for entrance. Pressing his body against Dean's, a moan escaped from him as he opened his mouth for him, letting Dean's tongue fight his for dominance. Dean's hands cupped the side of Castiel's head as he slowly pulled their mouths away from each other with a thin line of saliva still connecting their tongues. Castiel opened his eyes to see Dean biting his own lower lip with a pleading look, asking for unspoken permission to continue. Castiel nodded his head, placing hand on Dean's as Dean brought their lips together. The kiss was gentle this time; loving, nothing like the last two kisses they have shared. They gave each other soft kisses before Dean started kissing down Castiel's jaw line, placing sweet kisses as he made his way to the nook of his neck. "Dean..." Castiel moaned out as his head fell back giving Dean more accessed to him, closing his eyes. Dean smiled against the angel's soft skin at the sound of his name, nothing sounded sexier to him than Castiel moaning his name. It was driving him crazy, he wanted to claim the angel; Dean took a fistful of Castiel's hair and pull, exposing more of his neck to him, running his tongue up to his jaw line then back down to the nook of his neck where he then bit hard into the soft flesh. Castiel bit his lower lip in a failed attempt to stop a whimper. Dean watched as the teeth marks on Castiel's skin started to turn a light red, he looked up at Castiel who eyes were a shade darker, his face serious.
Dean was slammed hard against his door as Castiel's lips attacked his, since Dean was a demon now Castiel didn't have to hold back his strength. He reached behind him and turned the knob, making them stubble awkwardly into the room. Castiel grabbed a fistful of Dean's hair and kissed him deeply, forcing his tongue down his throat. Dean thought this was so fuckin' sexy, he couldn't believe that Cas would be acting so... raw, primal and he was doing it to him! Dean ran his tongue across the angel's bottom lip, then took it in-between his teeth and bit until he drew blood. He pull away from Castiel to see how he would react but what he saw was amazing; the blood dripped down until it rested at the bottom of his chin, his dilated pupils revealing a slim rim of blue, his breathing diaphragmatic, a bead of sweat formed on his forehead. GOD he was beautiful! Dean threw Castiel onto the bed and climb onto of him, pinning his hands down. A demonic smirk grew on Dean's lips as his eyes blinked black; he bent down and licked the rest of the blood off. "You taste fuckin' amazing Cas...I want to taste more of you." His eyes blinked back to green as he tore opened Castiel's shirt causing the buttons to fling across the room. He sat up as his fingernails scrapped across the smooth skin until he found the arching skin of Castiel's nipple. "D-Dean..." Castiel moaned out, arching his back and closing his eyes tightly. Dean' took this opportunity and took the nipple into his mouth, flickering his tongue against the sensitive nub. Castiel dug both hands into Dean's hair, tugging hard as he teased his nipple more. "Wha-...hmp...Dean..." he bucked his hips against Dean's as he failed to silent his moans." Fuck Cas, if you keep that up I won't be able to control what happens next." he growled as he pressed his forehead against his. It almost sounded like a dare to Castiel, plus he never experienced anything like this, he wanted more. He gripped Dean's ass and bucked his hips again, keeping his eyes locked onto his. "Angel..."Dean growled as his lips attacked Castiel's, tangling his fingers in his hair, pushing their bodies close as possible. Castiel hands found the back of Dean's shirt and pulled it over head; biting his bottom lip as his eyes roams his chest. "Like what you see?" he nodded in response as his lips found the nook of Dean's neck. "Cas..." He gave soft kisses until he reached the shoulder that had the handprint scar. Dean watched as Castiel's hand fit perfectly over the scar, he look up a Dean and smiled. That was too much for Dean, how could he look so damn cute? He attacks the angel's lips again and started unbuttoning his slacks. He needed him. He was taken aback when he finally got Castiel's pants off; Jimmy was "blessed." Dean could feel himself straining against his jeans as he wrapped his fingers around Castiel's dick, he stroked slowly at first but then increased in speed as Castiel's moans drove him insane. "D-dean...what is happening to m- Oh!" Castiel eyes rolled in the back of his head when he felt Dean's lips wrap around his dick, the feeling that shot though him was amazing. Dean bobbed his head up and down Castiel's dick slowly watching every expression the angel made. "D-dean..." with a load "Pop" Dean removed his month from him and looked at the angel who was coming undone. Dean got off the bed, smirking as he removes his jeans to release his aching dick; he watched as Castiel bit his lower lip once he saw Dean. He reached into his nightstand and pulled out a small bottle of lube, squeezing a glob into his palm he started soaking his dick in the stuff. He returned to the bed positioning himself between Castiel's legs, he lean down and placed his forehead against his, staring into those blue eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this? There's no going back after this. This would make you mine Castiel…" He whispered with a mix of shame and possessiveness in his voice as his eyes blinked black then back to green. Castiel's body tensed up at the remark, those eyes were a reminder of what Dean had become. He was right, if Castiel does go through with this there was no going back; he would be tainted inside and out, he would be completely fallen. Not only would he fall to no return, he would belong with Dean. But isn't that way he fell in the first place? He rebelled against Heaven and everything he knew to be with Dean. Isn't all he wanted was Dean once he realized that the human had wormed himself in his heart? Castiel placed his hand on Dean's cheek and kissed him, the kiss was soft but filled with so much emotion. "I want this Dean, I want to be yours." He whispered against his lips. "It's going to hurt in the beginning, but you will love it once the pain is gone." Dean growled as he kissed him roughly, slowly pushing himself inside Castiel. A part of him wanted to fuck Castiel's brains out, he wanted to lose control, take all his frustrations on him. The other part wanted to show Castiel all the love he was holding back for the angel for the past years. Castiel's whimpers were almost enough to push him over the edge, but he refused to cum. He wanted, no needed Castiel to feel him, to know that he isn't just a demon, that he is still him, that he is still Dean Winchester. He pulled his lips away to look if Castiel was ready for him to start moving. His eyes were shut tight, tears trying to escape his eye lashes. "D-dean…?" Once he felt Dean's lips leave him he open his eyes slowly. Dean place little kisses on his jaw line trying to relax him. "Cas…I'm going to move" Castiel nodded his response, he wanted to feel Dean. He started his thrust slow but they were harder than he would have liked for Castiel's first time but it was hard for him to hold back his demonic desires. Castiel dug his fingernails into Dean's back as he felt the pressure begin to build in his stomach, "D-dean." Dean started stroking Castiel's dick, matching his strokes with his thrusts. "Fuck, you feel amazing Cas." He growled between kisses, as he quickens his thrusts once he started feeling himself getting close to his climax. He hooked his arms under Castiel's legs as he thrust faster and harder, he would have never thought in a million years he would be having sex with Castiel, an angel and a guy at that. Dean eyes were completely black as he buried his head in the nook of Castiel's neck biting hard once his orgasm hit, releasing himself inside the angel. Dean's bite was just enough to send Castiel over the edge, his eyes shot opened; the blue was a bright pale that slowly returned to their normal color. Then a burst of light exploded from Castiel's body casting large shadows of his massively damage wings as they stretched out. Once the light faded, Dean lifts his head, slowly panting as he looked into Castiel's eyes. Castiel saw the blackness dissolved from Dean's eyes returning to green as he tried to steady his breathing, he lips parted. He placed his hand on Dean's cheek and a smiled, bringing his lips close to his. "I have fallen in every way imaginable and would do it again for you Dean."