A/N: Hello lovelies! I am just amazed at the number of followers and favorites that this little fic has gotten... You all are just amazing! You make a gal feel so good about herself. I just can't believe it! Thank you so much! Now... on to Dean and Cas...
Chapter 5
Dean woke up warm. Not just comfy, cozy warm, but hot, sweaty, almost uncomfortable warm. He attempted to throw the covers off of him when his sleep addled brain noted a weight resting on his chest and a his side. He opened one eye, trying to clear the fog of sleep from his mind. It was still dark, but almost dawn. He could tell by the sound of birds chirping outside his window. He turned his head slightly toward the heat on his left side. He saw a mess of black hair lying half across his body. The night befores excapades came back to him, and he smiled. He hadn't left. Cas was still in his bed. Unexpected... nice. Really nice, but unexpected. As his brain began it's boot up process from being awakened, it occurred to him that he owed Cas something. The first night they had 'met' in the bar, Cas had given him an amazing blow job. Time to repay the man, he thought happily. He wiggled a bit, trying to get Cas to roll over onto his back or side so that he could surprise him with his mouth, without awakening him. Dean's slight movement did just what he intended. Cas lazily rolled over onto his side, removing his arm that had Dean contained. Dean smiled. He slowly and gently removed the sheet that was covering the beautiful blue eyed man lying there. They had been so exhausted and fucked out the night before that they hadn't put any clothes back on after their sexcapades. This was a good thing. Dean slowly ran his hand down Cas' hip and leg. Cas moved a bit, but didn't awaken. Dean leaned in and planted a soft kiss on Cas' lips, then positioned himself lower on the bed. He looked up, making sure Cas' breathing was still slow and steady, assuring that he was still asleep.
Dean looked at the beauty that was Cas' cock. Okay, beauty isn't exactly the word, but it was the only thing that came to mind. His mouth watered as he prepared himself to finally taste Cas. He leaned into Cas' body and took him into his mouth. God, he even tastes amazing, thought Dean. He started to suck and lick at Cas, worshiping every inch of him. When he took Cas all the way to the back of his throat and hummed, Dean looked up to see that Cas had his eyes wide open, staring right at him. Dean pulled back and Cas rolled onto his back. The new position gave Dean a chance to fully see all of Cas. Just looking at the man made Dean's cock twitch. Those eyes, that hair. The way he just stared at Dean. Ah, but he was definitly affected by Dean's mouth. Cas' breathing was fast and heavy. The corners of Dean's mouth turned up, just a little at this. He leaned into Cas and kissed him hard on the mouth, tongues tangling and teeth hitting. Dean pulled away and started licking and nipping down Cas' throat, down to his chest. His hand slowing moving down to Cas' hardened erection. He grabbed hold giving a quick tug, pulling a moan from the blue eyed man's lips. "Dean..." he breathed.
Dean continued his journey down Cas' chest stopping at one of his nipples, to suck and bite the hardened nub. Cas caught his breath, almost overwhelmed by the feeling of Dean's hand and mouth on him. Dean looked up at Cas' face, locking onto his blue eyes. He moved further down, all the while tasting, licking and sucking every inch. When he got to the shock of curly hair just above his prize, he took a deep breath, drinking in the musk of Castiel. He even smells wonderful. Dammit, I'm so fucked.
Dean continued down to take a luxurious lick of Cas' now fully erect cock. He flicked his tongue across the slit, tasting a small drop of precome that had just escaped. Cas gasped as Dean then took him fully in his mouth. He felt the heaviness, the smoothness, the hardness that was Cas. He pulled back and sucked at the head, moving his tongue all around. Cas gripped the sheets, hanging on as if his life depended on it. He had his head thrown back, breathing heavily, biting his bottom lip. Dean felt like he had to make this a 'wow experience' for Cas. After all, he had completely blown Dean's mind the first time they were together. Had to make this just as good.
Dean hollowed his cheeks, took Cas all the way down to the root, feeling his cock hit the back of his throat. He relaxed and swallowed. Cas let out a sinful, no pornographic moan that almost had Dean coming just from the sound. He hummed out a moan of his own and Cas grabbed hold of the back of his head, arching his back, but not thrusting too hard. Dean was rubbing Cas' balls, deciding to up his game. He pulled off of Cas with a pop and smiled at the writhing man below him. He put his fingers in Cas' mouth. "Suck," was all he said. Cas moaned and took Dean's fingers in his mouth greedily. Dean never stopped kneading Cas' balls. He pulled his fingers out of Cas' mouth and descended back onto his cock, sucking and moving up and down. His fingers, now wet with Cas' saliva found their target and slowly massaged Cas' hole. His breath hitched and he tensed. But Dean just pushed in slowly, all the while continuing to suck Cas, turning the blue eyed man into writhing, moaning mess.
Dean moved his two fingers at the same pace as his mouth. He felt Cas start to tense up, and knew he was close. "Dean, I'm gonna come...Dean!" He felt Cas try to push him away, but fair is fair. He kept his mouth in motion, and felt Cas' muscles flutter around his fingers as he called out, " Oh my God, Dean!" and he came, flooding Dean's mouth with his seed. Dean swallowed all of it, savoring the taste of Cas. Salty and bitter, yet sweet and spicy. It was intoxicating for Dean. He continued to suck Cas as he rode out his orgasm, removing his fingers and placing his hands on Cas' hips, holding him in place. When Dean had finished swallowing every drop, he pull off the now overly sensitive Cas and looked down on his beautiful creature. He was so turned on at this point, he could barely see straight. His hand went to his own hardened cock, gave it a few pumps, and came, "Cas! Oh Cas! So hot!" He collapsed next to Cas on the bed, trying to catch is breath. He turned to look at Cas, and saw the blue eyed man intently watching him. That damned smirk appeared then, and Cas said, "Well, good morning to you, too, Dean," and he laughed. Dean just smiled and threw his arm over Cas' waist, snuggled into his neck, and whispered, "Good morning Cas. I'm glad you stayed the night."
Cas continued to smile, closed his eyes and pulled Dean closer to him. Their breathing had returned to normal. "Me too, Dean. Me too."