"I'm sorry"
Dean said full of genuine care with tears in his eyes looking at the back of Castiel willing him to turn and face him. Castiel remained where he was, he could feel Deans eyes burning into his back. After a few seconds a silent tear fell down Dean's right cheek. Dean still staring at Cas, was praying for a response.
"Don't be, it was not your fault"
Castiel said in his low groaning voice, which gave Dean Goosebumps,
"Your drunk, you're confused"
Dean stood and walked towards Cas
"Well your not and you kissed me back"
Dean whispered into his ear. Dean then stumbled to the table and sat on the old beaten chair. Cas' head turned and he watched Dean, going over what he said. Of course he was right but the confused Castiel was still angry at Dean's words.
"No"
Cas firmly stated, Cas was doing what he always did pushed his feelings away and ignore them. Emotions were still new to him and the angel was not fully ready to explore such an intense and complex emotion such as love. Despite this Dean could actually see through this and into his heart. Dean smirked and stood up walking towards Cas, with his best 'come do me' face. Unfortunately being wasted it wasn't the best he's ever done it. Dean walked up to Cas and kept walking. Pushing Cas against the wall. Castiel's breathe became loud and fast, which gave Dean shivers.
"You want me"
Dean spoke gently whilst still slurring. Cas found this sexy and incredibly hard to resist but Cas turned his head and did. Until Dean softly stroked Cas' face and moved his head so their lips were inches apart. It was Cas that was now fixated on Dean's lips. Whilst Cas' lips were trembling. As Cas' eyes were now closed Dean took a chance and moved his head down to nervously planted a soft kiss Cas on his exposed neck. Cas responded with a slight groan and Dean gaining confidence and lustfulness continued. He kissed and licked Cas' neck with as much passionate and heat as from Dean's dream. After hearing Cas' groans Dean smiled and moved back up. Cas' eyes were half shut and lips slightly open.
"Don't fight it"
Dean spoke so close to Cas his breathe went into his mouth. Cas could feel his warm breathe on his wet pink tongue. Cas' eyes opened he was still pinned up against the wall, still being seduced by Dean and was still unable to fight it. They looked at each other so intently it pushed Cas over the edge. He grabbed Dean's clothes and pulled his lips towards his own with passion and excitement. Neither of them believed what was happening and neither of them cared. Dean took of Cas' coat and throwing it to the floor as Cas did the same to dean's leather jacket. They tumbled onto the bed, unable to stop kissing or touching each other. Dean put his hand on Castiel's heart and felt it race, and slowly moved his hand down Cas' body feeling every muscle on the way. As Dean got to the belt he was about to unbuckle it when Cas stopped kissing Dean and retrieved his tongue that had been buried deep in Deans mouth. He sat up and left dean laying one the bed completely bewildered.
Sam suddenly came in looking rather scruffy and pleased with him self after his date with Melinda and also carrying a pizza,
"Where's Cas?"
He asked looking around the room
"I thought he was looking after you?"
Dean looked at the end of the bed were seconds ago Cas was sitting.
"He was, but he's gone now"
Dean rolled over so to face away from Sam as silent tears fell down his face.
"Dean?"
"Shut up"
Dean brutally answered without turning, just anger. So Sam went over to the table sat and started eating his pizza. Dean turning again so Sam was unable to see his red eyes or tear stained cheeks.