A/N: This is exceptionally long chapter. Was going to break it up into two chapters, but since it's been a slow build, and the first part of this is more slow build, I didn't want to leave you all wanting (heeheheh). Anywho, here we are. Slow build and smut. You have been warned. Oh, and by the way… I don't write smut very well, so I hope it's okay. Let me know what you think. Thank you so much to all of you who reviewed and favorited this little fic. I hope I can keep you all interested. I hope I can stay on track and finish it. R/R and let me know what you think.
Chapter 4
The black haired man took a few step forward and then leant toward Dean's ear. "Hello Dean." Dean's cock twitched. The man leant back, raking his eyes up and down Dean's body. Blue met green and that damn smirk appeared on the man's face. Dean was having trouble controlling his breathing. He was already turned on by this man and all he'd said was hello. The black haired man took one more step so he was almost pressed against Dean and reached down to palm the green eyed man's half hard cock through his jeans. Dean couldn't speak. Suddenly, Blue Eyes let go of Dean, turned on his heel and started toward the bathroom. He took about five long strides, looked over his shoulder, smirking at Dean. "Oh fuck," he whispered and followed Blue Eyes. When Dean arrived at the bathroom, his beautiful creature was no where to be seen. he pushed the door open and stumbled inside. Before he could even think, he was pushed against the door, hard, by almost familiar hands. Blue Eyes had attacked his mouth savagely, biting and licking and sucking at Dean's lips relentlessly. Dean cold only react in one way. he wrapped his arms around this man, this amazingly sexy man that was attached to him. Dean wanted to touch, taste and feel every part of this man. His brain was on short circuit. But suddenly, his thoughts cleared. He pushed the man away, searching his eyes, but couldn't find his voice. The man stared at Dean, then leant to his ear and said, "Castiel. My name is Castiel." It sounded like an angels name. "Castiel…" Dean whispered, as the black haired man sucked on Dean neck. "Cas…" Dean grabbed him by the hips and ground into him. A gorgeous moan escaped Castiel's mouth that made Dean's breath hitch and his dick twitch. They were both so hard already. Dean found his voice once more. "Wanna get outta here, Cas?" The blue eyed man stopped his assault on Dean's neck and looked right into Dean's eyes. "Yes. Your place. Let's go. Now." He turned from the wall and pushed out the bathroom door. Dean pause just a second and then burst out of the door into the crowded bar. he saw Cas making his way toward the door. Dean hurried after him, catching up just as they reached the door. Cas turned around and said, in a gravelly voice, "Do you have a car? Dean?" But Dean just stood there, staring at Castiel. What the fuck was he doing? Another one night stand? Could it be called a one night stand after what had happened the night before? Dean's mind was in a whirl until he felt a warmth and electricity coming from his shoulder. He looked down, and saw Cas' hand there. "Dean?" Dean's green eyes met Cas' blue ones and the connection was complete again. Cas ran his other hand down the side of Dean's face. Dean smiled tightly and said, "Yeah, let's go." They left the bar, with Dean pulling Cas along behind him by the hand.
They sat in the Impala, driving back to Dean's place, throwing glances at each other out of the corners of their eyes, trying hard not to make eye contact. The sexual tension between them was palpable. Dean cleared his throat nervously, and said, " So, uhm, Cas, you're Gabe's brother? " Dammit, now I sound like an idiot, or worse, a teenage girl. "Yes, Dean. He is my brother. I am staying with him for the week while I'm in town on business." Dean swallowed hard. "A week, huh? Well, then. I guess I won't be seeing much of you after tonight then?" He chuckled nervously. Cas looked over to Dean smirked. Damn, that smirk, Dean thought. "Do not worry, Dean. I will make sure that tonight will be memorable. For both of us." Dean swallowed hard again. He knew it would be memorable. Oh yeah, definitely. He was so hard already, and it had been at least 10 minutes since Cas had touch him. God, that man. He does something to me.
They arrived at the apartment in silence. Dean quickly parked the car and go out. he looked over the top of the car at his? the? beautiful blued eyed creature standing there. that smirk hadn't left his face. "Fuck me," Dean whispered. He hadn't meant for it to be heard, but Cas replied, "Well, that's the idea." he walked to the front of the black car and just said, 'Which one?" Dean strode over to him, leant over to Cas' ear and whispered, "Follow me." He saw Cas shiver slightly. Two can play at this game, he thought. Since it was a warm night, he knew Cas couldn't be cold. Finally, a reaction!
Dean led Cas to the Winchester's apartment. he unlocked the door and stepped in, not looking behind him. He took a few steps toward the living room, and opened his mouth to speak, when he felt Cas pressed against his back. "I want to fuck you so hard you're going to feel for a week, Dean. Now. Where is your bed?" And he rubbed his hard clothed cock up against Dean's jean clad ass. "O-over here," Dean stuttered. he palmed himself through his jeans, just to feel some friction. His cock was aching so much it almost hurt. he finally was able to move, leading Cas to his room. He barely got the door open, when he felt Cas press against his back once more. "Dean, I can't wait anymore. I need to feel you. Want you to come on my cock, Dean." He spun Dean around and attacked his mouth all teeth and tongue. Their hands were everywhere, trying to feel every part of the other man. Cas pushed Dean back, almost violently, and he tumbled to the bed. Dean was breathing heavily, trying to keep himself under control. All he wanted was for this man, Castiel, to fill him up, fuck him hard, and make him come. Cas advanced on Dean, unbuttoning his shirt as he came closer. Dean caught glimpses of skin, inch by glorious inch. He wanted to touch.. no, taste every inch of this delectable man. When Cas reached the bed, shirtless, he said, "Dean, you are wearing far to many clothes. Take. Them. Off." He punctuated each word with a lick to Dean's neck. Dean shuddered with each one. He started to lift his Henley over his head, but didn't want Cas to stop his ministrations. So he slid each of his muscled arms out of his shirt. Cas noticed this move and started kissing and sucking on Dean's chest, going to his knees to get a better angle. Dean pulled his shirt the rest of the way off and looked down at Castiel. "God, you're beautiful," Dean breathed. Cas just smiled, looking up at Dean through his long black eyelashes. He stopped his exploration of Dean's chest, just long enough to stand and unbutton his trousers and let them fall to the floor. There he stood in only his boxers. Dean was mesmerized. "Holy fuck." Cas chuckled. he pushed Dean down onto the bed and unbuttoned his jeans. "I need to see you Dean. Wanna taste you again." Dean had never before been this hard in his life. No one had ever had this kind of effect on him, man or woman. He shimmied out of his jeans and his boxer briefs in one movement. Cas just stared at him, taking in every inch of Dean's body.
"Please, Cas. Need you to touch me. Anything. Please." Cas crawled on top of Dean and kissed him hard on the mouth, then said, "Let's get more comfortable. Move up on the bed on the bed." He rolled to the side so that Dean could change positions. Dean scooted up the bed, all awhile staring into those damned blue eyes. Cas laid his hands on Dean's thighs and pushed them open. He kissed the inside of them and up to the space between his hip and his groin. He was so close to Dean's aching cock, but never touched him. "Cas, please…" he begged. Cas drew back, running his hands up and down Dean's sides. He raked his eyes over Dean's erection like it was something to be devoured.
Cas slipped out of his boxers and laid on top of Dean, their hard, leaking cocks pressed together. It felt so amazing to feel all of Cas, but Dean wanted, needed more.
I thought you were gonna fuck me into the mattress, blue eyes," Dean said in a cocky voice. He knew he was pushing his limits, but damn, he needed to be fucked, he needed to come. "Or do I have to take matters into my own hands?" Cas smirked again, sat back onto Dean's lap and licked the head of Dean's aching, leaky cock. Dean gasped. "Cas…" he breathed. Cas wrapped his hand around Dean's shaft and gave a tug, pulling a sinful moan out of him. "Do you have… supplies, Dean?" It took a breath for Dean's head to clear the fog of lust in his brain so that he could speak. "The top drawer, over there," he pointed next to the bed. Castiel moved away from Dean and to the bedside table, only breaking eye contact to look down into the drawer to get the lube and condom. Cas opened the lube and slicked up his fingers. He came back to Dean, kneeling between his legs and stared at Dean's body. With his dry hand, he gave his own cock a pump, just enough for some relief. He spread Dean's cheeks a bit and started massaging Dean's pink hole. Dean moaned louder than he'd meant too, he was just so aroused. "Cas, please. Stop teasing, dammit! Fuck me," he rasped. Cas pushed his finger into Dean, past that first ring of muscle and deep inside. Dean screwed up his eyes tight, willing himself to relax. Cas didn't wait. he just pushed in and out, turning Dean into a writhing mess beneath him. He added another finger, scissoring Dean open. "Oh fuck, Cas. Feels so good. Oh, shit, harder," he begged. He opened his eyes and watched as Cas added a third finger and changed his angle. "OH FUCK!" Right there! Ohmigod Cas! Holy fuck!" that damn smirk was back, but Dean could give a crap. "Cas, please, I'm ready. Need to feel you inside me." With that, Cas removed his fingers. Dean whimpered, dammit, he whimpered, at the loss of them He watched as Cas rolled the condom on his cock and slicked himself up. Dean couldn't catch his breath. "Want you Dean… so much. Want you to come on my cock." Dean's dick twitched. It had never happened for him. He'd been fucked before, but had to be finished by hand. Somehow, he knew tonight would be different.
Cas lined himself up and slowly entered Dean. Dean closed his eyes, trying to relax, feeling the most wonderful burn. "Fuck, Dean. So hot, so tight. Fuck." Cas was agonizingly slow in his movements. "Oh fuck, Cas. Feels so good." When Cas was balls deep, he just stalled, taking deep breaths, his eyes closed. Dean was a little relieved, at first, needing to adjust to how big Cas was. But then, "Dammit, Cas, move. I need to feel you move." Cas opened his eyes and said, "Open your eyes, Dean. Want to watch you while I fuck you. Need to see your eyes." Dean opened his eyes and locked onto those blues. Cas started by rocking his hips, slowly picking up speed. Dean thought for sure he was going to explode. He needed to feel some kind of friction on his cock. He brought his hand up to his erection. Cas suddenly stopped moving. "No Dean. Don't touch. Come on my cock. Only my cock." He changed his angle just slightly and rammed into Dean. "OH FUCK!" Cas! Ohmigod! Yes, right there!" Cas hit Dean's prostate over and over and over again. Faster and faster, harder and harder. Dean could feel his orgasm building in his balls. He'd been to this point before, but could never finish untouched. "Please Cas. Gotta come. Please. Touch me?" Cas kept pumping in and out of Dean. "No Dean," he said breathlessly. He fucked Dean harder and harder, so hard Dean started to see stars with all the stimulation. He had been diminished to grunts and moans, but was able to get out, "Oh God, Cas… so close." Castiel never broke eye contact. He just kept pounding into Dean, chasing his release. His rhythm became erratic, and then he felt Dean clench around him. "Fuck! Cas!" Dean yelled and exploded thick ribbons of hot sticky come between them. Cas couldn't hold on any longer. With each spurt of come, Dean's muscles clenched, and it pushed Cas over the edge. "Dean!" he yelled, as he came hard inside of the green eyed man. He collapsed on top of Dean, not caring about the sticky mess of come cooling between them. They held each other while they caught their breaths, basking in the waves of pleasure together.
As they came down from their high, Cas pulled his now soft cock out of Dean slowly. Dean took a deep breath in, already missing the feeling of fullness that Cas gave to him. Cas pulled off the condom, tied it off and tossed it into the garbage can next to the bed. He laid down next to Dean and just stared at him. "Wow. Cas, that was….amazing. First time, ya know?" Cas raised an eyebrow. "First time, untouched. Never came on someone's cock before. It was…. phenomenal." Dean turned to look at Cas. His face was unreadable. Dean raised a hand and placed it on Cas' cheek. "You're amazing, Castiel.." Dean's eyes were getting heavy. "Sleep, Dean. Let's sleep." Cas threw his arm over Dean's chest and flopped down on his stomach. Dean let sleep invade his brain. His last thought before he fell into oblivion was, I hope he's here in the morning.