A/N: Another short chapter, I know. The next one is even shorter. Sorry :-(


Wish Series

Part Three: Need

Chapter Two: Morning

When Dean woke up in the morning, Cas was once again laying on his chest and holding him like his life depended on it. Dean loved it.

"Good morning, Dean."

"Morning Cas."

Cas nuzzled against Dean's chest. "Did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, Cas," Dean (masculinely) caressed his angel's arm, "I slept great."

Cas propped himself up on his elbow and cupped Dean's face in his hand. "Good." Cas kissed him then returned his head to his hunter's chest. "So you enjoyed last night?"

Dean smirked. "Yeah, Cas, I really did."

Cas smiled against Dean. "I'm glad, Dean."

An idea popped into Dean's head. "Hey, uh, Cas. We should – we should probably get cleaned up."

"Would you like me to ... 'mojo' us clean?"

"Nah, I was thinking we could take a shower. Together." Dean grinned.

Cas almost missed the point. "Oh. That sounds … very pleasurable, Dean."

They got up and Dean took Cas's hand and led them to the bathroom. He closed the door and turned on the shower. While the shower was heating up, so did Dean and Cas. They were all over each over; touching each other everywhere. Dean checked the temperature of the water, which was perfect, and pulled Cas into the shower. He pinned Cas against the wall of the shower, kissing him madly, moaning, groaning, and stroking each other until they came. After they did, they used the shower as it was intended, though they kept kissing feverishly the whole time.

Dean and Cas dried each other off and got dressed; Cas having mojoed his clothing back together. They went back to the bed and laid there facing each other in their customary positions. Dean pulled Cas in close. They held each other and kissed for several minutes. When they parted, Dean still held the angel's face in his hand. Cas could tell Dean wanted to say something, and that whatever that something was, it was extremely hard for him to do so.

Dean swallowed. "Cas I, I … I want to say it. I really do. It's just … it's just too hard for me to do it yet. But, but I wanted you to know that I mean it, ok?"

It took a moment for Cas to understand what Dean meant, but he figured it out. He smiled. "It's ok Dean. I ... mean it too."

Dean smiled. "Good." Dean closed his eyes, "Good."

Just then, Sam knocked on the door.