Gah, smex chapter finally up! This is the last one, hope you enjoy!
When they finally made it just outside the town their case was in, Dean found the closest motel. The trio went to the front desk to ask for a room. There was a man there who had to have been in his late 30's. He was chubby with dark hair and thin, silver glasses, and his voice came out smooth, "How can I help you boys?"
"Uh, we'd like a room, please." Sam said, trying to muster up a tired smile. The man behind the counter, whose name was Andy, according to his name tag, opened a large binder and flipped through laminated pages. "Well, it looks like the only rooms I've got left only have two queens. Is that ok?" Andy asked.
Sam looked to Dean, who was basically eye fucking Cas, and said, "Dean!" "Huh, what?" Dean turned towards Andy, "Oh, yeah. It's fine."
"I bet it is..." Andy mumbled. He then reached under the desk and grabbed a key before handing it over to the boys. "Room 7. It's on the first floor, just at the corner of the building." he explained. Sam grabbed the key and nodded before leading them to their room.
He unlocked the door and walked in, Dean and Cas behind him, probably still eye fucking. What they walked into was the kitchen on the left, the door to the bathroom on the right, and further in the tv set was against the left wall, with a couch facing it, and past that was a table and a window was on the far wall. Across from the couch were two beds, both made perfectly to look nicer than they probably felt.
Sam tossed the key on the table in the kitchen and walked over to the bed next to the window. He threw his bag next to the bed before throwing himself on it face first, and a muffled, "Night!" came from him.
Dean shut the door of the motel and locked it before he threw his own bag on the other bed. "Dean," Cas whispered, "I believe that if we-" Dean placed a kiss on Cas's lips quickly to shut him up and then grabbed his hand, dragging him into the bathroom. He shut and locked the door and turned to the angel.
"Is this the best pla-"
"Shut up and take your clothes off."
Dean was quick to take off his shirt and was about to pull his pants down before he remembered something very important. "Shit.."
"Why are you cursing?" Cas tilted his head, slowly taking off his trench coat.
"I'll be right back. Keep strippin'."
Dean slowly opened the bathroom door and slid out, only leaving it cracked. He ran over to the bag next to his bed and opened the little pocket on the side. He pulled out a small bottle of lube before rushing back to the bathroom where he found Cas in only his boxers.
Dean smiled and shut and locked the bathroom door...again. He looked his angel up and down, his gaze lingering on the length in his boxers just a bit too long. "God, you are beautiful."
Castiel smiled a bit, blushing, and asked, "Are you glad that I've been going out of my way to tease you, Dean Winchester?"
"Hell no! Get your ass over here." Dean replied, chuckling a bit. Cas walked over to him and Dean put the lube on the counter next to the sink before kissing him. Dean walked Cas to the back wall, pressing him against it and grinding his hips into the dark haired man's, causing them to moan just as it did in the Impala an hour or two before.
Their kiss was rough with tongue and biting. Dean finally pulled back and started kissing down Cas's neck, licking and biting as well.
"D-dean…" Cas started out, trying to talk between pants. His boxers had grown tighter now than they had ever been, "I wish to fuck you."
"Nope." was Dean's reply as he flicked one of Cas's nipples with his tongue. He gasped from the sudden stipulation. "But… Dean, I-"
"You tease, you bottom. Those are my rules." Dean replied, looking up at Cas.
Cas practically glared down at the hunter. He had worked hard for Dean to be this aroused and he was going to take what he wanted. Dean needed to be put in his place every once in a while, anyways.
Castiel reached down and grabbed Dean by the back of his head, pulling him away by his hair.
"Cas, what the hell?!"
Suddenly Dean was the one against the wall, the side of his face pressed against it.
"Dean Winchester, I will take you as I please." Cas spat out, "Now, stay."
Cas let go of the back of Dean's head. Dean didn't move at all. He was too shocked and turned on to do anything, really. He watched as the angel bent down and grabbed his tie. The kinky bastard.
Cas grabbed both of Dean's wrists and tied them together above his head so he would have some leverage while Cas pounded into him. He then leaned over, whispering in Dean's ear, "I will have you screaming my name so loud that your brother thinks I'm murdering you." Dean visibly shivered, his mouth setting agape.
Cas reached around the front of Dean and undid his jeans before yanking them down along with Dean's boxers. Dean helped by toeing off his shoes and then stepping out of his jeans.
Cas started by placing little kisses down the Winchester's spine. He reached over and grabbed the lube that was setting on the edge of the sink and clicked it open, spreading some over a few of his fingers. He wanted to pound into Dean right then, but he needed to prep him. Cas was horny and demanding right now, sure, but he wasn't an animal.
He reached between Dean's ass cheeks to his entrance and traced it, eliciting a nice little gasp from him. Cas kissed just under Dean's ear as he slowly pushed one finger in. "O-oh god, Cas. Hurry this up. I won't be able to take it."
Cas smirked and bit Dean's earlobe, growling a bit before adding a second finger and scissoring them. He was trying his best to prepare Dean as fast as possible. Good god, he wanted it just as much, afterall.
After getting to where he felt Dean was stretched enough, he grabbed the lube again, pouring some on his hand and stroking it onto his cock.
He put the lube back in a hurry and grabbed Dean's hip as he guided his way into Dean.
Dean hissed at first, but Cas was going slowly. It had been a while since Dean bottomed last, and it seemed like Cas noticed.
Cas stood there, buried in Dean and not moving, waiting for the signal to move, and it was killing him.
"O-okay, Cas. You can move."
Cas pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in, hitting Dean's prostate directly.
"OH GOD, CAS!" Dean moaned out.
Cas grabbed onto Dean's hair again, pulling him to look up at the ceiling, and kept his other hand on Dean's hip, pounding into him the same way each time. Dean couldn't keep quiet, he loved it, and damn he was almost close.
"Fuck!" Dean was out of breath when he said it, but he needed to tell Cas, "S-slow down, babe."
"Fuck no," Cas started going faster, actually, "I'm almost close."
Cas cussing always did things to Dean. He couldn't help it now, with all the teasing and the dirty talk and he was hitting his prostate every damn time.
"C-CAAAASSSSS! OH GOD! FUCK!" Dean came so hard it hit the wall in front of him and he blacked out for a second. Cas was still going, though. He wasn't quite done, and he needed to ride Dean through his orgasm. The fact that he tightened around his cock helped a lot though, and the way he screamed his name.
One, two, three more thrusts and Cas was coming deep inside Dean, his back arching so he only buried himself deeper. "D-DEAN! FUCKING SHIT!"
Cas shuttered out of his orgasm slowly as Dean lay against the wall, his hands still tied together. They stood there for a second, their breaths getting lighter and lighter. Cas pulled out of Dean and reached up to untie him. He then tossed the tie to the ground and lightly pressed his lips against Dean's. The hunter's arms slowly lowered from their position and landed on each of Cas's shoulders as he gently kissed back.
"Are you alright?" Cas asked after they pulled apart. Dean rested his head on Cas's shoulder and replied, "Tired…"
Cas chuckled and hugged Dean. Using his angel powers, he snapped and Dean was wearing his favorite AC/DC t-shirt and a clean pair of boxers. Cas was in just a pair of Dean's sweatpants and the clothes that had been spread across the floor were next to Dean's bed. The lube was back in his bag now, too.
Cas picked Dean up and carried him out of the bathroom bridal style. He placed him on his bed before crawling under the covers with him and wrapping his arms around Dean's stomach.
Sam stirred in his own bed and turned around to Cas before whispering, "Keep it down next time, would yah?"
Cas chuckled, "My apologies, Sam."
So, did you like it? Reviews welcome! (Sorry if there are any mistakes! I was so excited about actually being done that I just kinda posted it..)