Author's Notes: OMG! I am so sorry that this took forever to up date. I had hope to finish this before Christmas but with all of that rain that we had in So Cal, my house got flooded out and then my wonderful cousin was helping me move my stuff and he dropped my computer tower into a nice big puddle of water. It took forever to get it working again, I was almost to the point of just buying a new one but away on to the story. In this chapter Dean and Castiel, I will hopefully have the next chapter with Sam and Gabriel up soon and remember reviews are always welcome.
Chapter Two:
All Because of You
Dean was shock, where his brother stood only seconds ago now stood a small one leg round table and sitting on top was a bucket filled with ice, a champagne bottle sticking out of it with a blight red ribbon tried in a bow and two glasses sitting next to it. He shook his head, it didn't matter what they said once Gabriel got it in his head to do something, he did it.
A grin crossed his lips as his eyes landed on Castiel who was staring at the champagne set up with a confuse look and Dean had to admit that this might be the best present he have ever gotten, second to the pendent that Sam gave him. Since Gabriel came and went so often, it was hard sometimes for Dean and Castiel to find real time to be alone even though Sam offered many times to get another room or to sleep in the Impala, but old habits die hard and Dean didn't want his little brother to be by himself for too long. He may not trust Gabriel one hundred percent but he could at least trust him enough to make sure nothing happen to Sam.
"Should we go after them?" Castiel asked.
Dean thought it over before heading for the table, "No," there was no sense in wasting the champagne and he was sure that they wouldn't be able to find Sam and Gabriel even if they tried. The Archangel had probably made some other world to hide in. "We should make the most of the time," he said picking up the bucket and glasses moving them to the nightstand by his bed. He undid the bow laying the ribbon on the table, open the bottle, filled the glasses, and put the champagne back in the ice. "Here," he offered one of the glasses to Castiel who still seem confuse.
The angel looked between Dean and the glass in his hand taking one step closer he stopped seeing something hanging from the roof, he stared at it for a second before pointing it out. "Dean, what is that?"
Dean looked up smiling, making a note to thank Gabriel next time he saw him, this was one tradition that Dean didn't mind showing the angel what to do, "Its mistletoe Cass."
There above Dean's head was almost a whole bush of mistletoe hanging off of a hook with another red ribbon around it. Castiel was even more confused, he knew what mistletoe was but he wasn't sure what it was doing up there, "Why is it hanging?"
Dean set the glasses back on the nightstand took a seat on the bed, "Come here I'll show you," he said patting the bed next to him, when Castiel didn't move he laughed, "it's not going to bite." Once Castiel was seated next to him Dean reached up cupping the angel's chin with his left hand and bringing him close, "It's a tradition to give whosever under the mistletoe…" he closed the gap between them taking Castiel's lips in a soft kiss before pulling back their mouths barely apart, "…a kiss."
Castiel's eyes drifted down to Dean's lips, "I like this tradition."
"So do I." Dean smiled as Castiel moved to straddle his lap giving him another kiss and running his hands through the hunter's hair. Pulling away Dean laughed as Castiel leaned forward following him back trying to keep them together, "Hold on there Casanova." He leaned reaching around Castiel for the glasses, handing one to the angel Dean tapped them together, "Here's to us," he toasted before taking a small sip.
Castiel watch Dean, he wasn't sure what the hunter was doing but he follow suite raising his own glass taking a sip of the champagne, "Is this another tradition?"
"Kind of, although it's not just for Christmas, people makes toasts at big events; like weddings, birthdays, retirement parties, and other things. It's a way to wish people luck in years to come in their lives or in our case, to wish couples good luck and that they'll be together for years to come."
Castiel nodded in understanding tapping his glass to Dean's, "To us," he stated taking another sip, "although I believe the toast isn't needed." He leaned forward kissing Dean, tasting the clear liquid on the hunter's lips, "I will always be with you, no matter what happen." He took Dean's glass and turning in his lover's lap placed both of them back on the nightstand, wrapping his arms around Dean's neck as he turned back resting their foreheads together.
Dean ran his hands up and down the angel's hips, "And I'll always be with you until the day I die…officially." He added the last part thinking of all the times he had already faced Death, it was meant to be a joke but when the memories started flooding through his head his mood quickly darken his hands dropping from the angel's sides.
Castiel had closed his eyes to the feel of Dean's hands rubbing his hips but upon noticing that the smoothing rhythm of the hands had stopped he opened them, staring into the hunter's green eyes he knew at once that Dean was not in the present at the moment. He ran his right hand up along Dean's arm laying it on the shoulder on top of the handprint that was hidden under the shirt. "May I say that sometimes you live too much in the past and not enough in the present." He let a little of his Grace slip through their bond, reminding Dean that he was still there.
Dean grin feeling the warmth coming from Castiel's hand wash through him, "This from the guy that can fly through time."
The angel grinned looking up to the mistletoe hanging above them, "So is kissing all you can do under the mistletoe?"
Dean loved it, it had been up to him to make the first move all those months ago, Castiel being unsure of how to act on the feelings that he was having but now there was times when Dean joked that he had created a sex monster out of the angel, not that he was complaining. He ran his hands back up the angel's sides under the ever present coat, pushing it off Castiel's shoulders. "A kiss is normally just what the tradition calls for," Dean said leaning forward placing a kiss in the cook of Castiel's neck, "but it doesn't have to stop there." He placed one on Castiel's jaw line, "It depends on who's doing the kissing." His hands moved up undoing Castiel tie and throwing it towards the nightstand not really caring if it made it.
Castiel eyed Dean's face, the hunter's green orbs already going dark with lust, he smiled at his human, "Remind me to thanks Gabriel later." Dean was going after Castiel's shirt but stop when the angel started removing his denim jacket and quickly moved on to the hunter's shirt. Undoing the buttons Castiel slipped his hands inside of the fabric, running his fingers over Dean's chest down to his stomach and back up. Dean would have laugh when Castiel wiggled his hips if it wasn't for the bulge in the angel's pants, instead he moaned at the friction causing his blood to run southward.
He tried pushing Castiel's hands away to get to the angel's shirt but it was soon his hands getting pushed away as his shirt was getting pushed off of his shoulders to join the two jackets on the floor. Castiel didn't waste time in kissing Dean again not waiting for permission before slipping his tongue into Dean's mouth, Dean let out a muffle cry at the invading but quickly relaxed into the kiss responding in full.
As their kiss deepen Castiel's hands moved to Dean's hair giving a soft tug making the hunter tilt his head to the side giving him better access to Dean's neck. Dean groaned as Castiel sucked away at his neck knowing that there would be a mark there later, a hiss of pain escaped him as the angel lightly bit down above his collar bone, his eyes shooting open at the feeling, a grin crossed his lips as they landed on the nightstand.
He ran his hands down Castiel's back while turning his head back so they were face to face bringing their lips back together. Reaching behind Dean cupped the angel's ass and making sure that he had a good hold, stood, turned around and reposition them so that they were fully on the bed with him on top. Castiel always found a way to be in control during their love making but this time he had an idea to stop that. Dean grinned as he finally got to the angel's shirt, he undid the buttons and pulled it off. Starting at the hips he slid his hands up his angel's body leading Castiel's arms up over his head holding them together with his left hand and placing butterflies kisses back along the trail he just ran with his fingers. As he attacked Castiel's neck with his mouth he moved his hips brushing against Castiel's and causing a moan to leave his lover.
Castiel couldn't take it, the friction that Dean was causing with his moving hips was driving him mad and his pants were starting to get very tight. He was doing his best not to use his strength to push the hunter over and take control of the whole thing, Dean was going way too slow for him but tonight he was going to let his human have his way. He closed his eyes as Dean moved his arms up, both being held together by one of Dean's . He wiggle his hips around hoping that Dean would get the picture but the hunter only seemed to slow in his action instead of speeding up.
Castiel held firm willing himself to not do anything that might stop the mood but when he felt something wrapping around his wrists his eyes shot open as his arms pulled apart and he sat up, so fast he almost knock Dean off the bed.
"What are you doing?" He asked blue eyes settling on the red ribbon in Dean's hand, it was the one that had been wrapped around the neck of the champagne bottle. He was sure Dean didn't mean any harm but his instincts were screaming at him to find out what his lover had planed.
Dean stared at Castiel, a little shock at how the angel had reacted, he smiled giving the Dean Winchester's charm that had won the hearts of so many women before he found his angel. "Relax Cass, it's just something that I saw in a movie and I've always wanted to try it."
"What movie?"
Dean looked at his hands, his cheeks turning red not wanting to tell Castiel that it was a porno and then, they got redder, not believing that he was blushing to begin with. He leaned forward on hands and knees trying to kiss Castiel but the angel pulled back, "Dean, what movie?"
Dean sighed dropping his head, "It was a porno and I don't remember the name, plus I saw it a long time ago, long before you came into my live." He added the last part knowing that Castiel didn't care too much for those films. There was no answer, lifting his head Dean could almost feel the mood dropping out of the room and with the way his pants were fitting right now he couldn't let that happen. "Come on Castiel, I'm not going to hurt you," he whispered leaning closer, smiling when the angel didn't pull away that time and before he could Dean locked their lips together. He lightly ran his fingers up the angel's arm, "I promise, if it gets to be too much just say the safe word and I'll stop."
Castiel's eyes dropped to Dean's hand still holding the ribbon, he had overheard Sam and Gabriel talking about safe words once so he had a idea of what they were but Dean had never suggested one before.
Dean kissed Castiel's forehead, "Don't you trust me?"
The grin on the hunter's face was his version of Sam's 'lost puppy' look, Castiel could never say no to it and of course he trusted Dean, Dean was his own life. "What the safe word?"
Dean smiled, he had won the battle, he started thinking of a word to use and found one when he glanced upward. "How about 'mistletoe'?"
Castiel answered by wrapping his hand behind Dean's neck pulling his hunter to him as he lay back down on the bed. The Hunter took that as a go ahead and started picking up where they left off, running his hands up and down Castiel's bare arms, planting kisses all over the angel's neck and chest, stopping only for a few seconds hovering over each nipple, rolling them lightly between his teeth. Castiel moaned arching his back, bringing their hips together and Dean knew at once that the angel was back on the right track.
Weaving his fingers through Castiel's, Dean guided the angel's arms over his head, wrapping the ribbon around Castiel's wrists tying it into a bow. Kissing the tip of Castiel's nose, "You got promise to not to break free, no matter what I do." As if to prove a point, Dean reached between them rubbing his palm against the front of Castiel's pants. Dean waited for an answer but all he got was a nod of the angel's head, his blue eyes blowing wide and turning dark, "Good."
Dean gave another kiss to the angel's lips before pulling back sitting above Castiel and making fast work of the last remaining clothes that Castiel wore. Castiel was soon beneath him wearing only the ribbon about his wrists. Dean smiled leaning over to kiss Castiel's chest moving, his hands moving over the angel's muscles stopping at the hips pinning Castiel to the bed while his mouth reach it's goal.
Castiel lift his head eyeing his hunter as Dean moved down his body, he sighed in frustration for although he could move his arms about, it was the fact that he couldn't take hold of anything with his hands tied that was killing him. He knew he was going have to fight to keep his promise as Dean stopped right above his member looking up at Castiel with a mischievous glint in his green eyes.
"Dean…" All thoughts were lost as Dean took all of him in, Castiel moan throwing his head back closing his eyes. His moan turned almost to a growl as Dean started pulling away while holding the angel's hips keeping him from thrusting forward. Castiel shivered as Dean ran his tongue along his length from base to tip before taking it back in his mouth. Castiel wiggle his hips the best he could with Dean holding him down, he close his eyes reaching above trying to grab one of the bars in the headboard but the angle his hands were tied didn't allow it.
Dean was going between sucking and licking him and Castiel wasn't sure if he could go much longer without using the safe word. Between the heat and pressure building inside of him and not being able to hold anything it was killing him, he close his eyes hoping that that would help him fight the urge to rip the ribbon and spin them around to him being in control.
Castiel all but whimper when the wet warmth of Dean's mouth left him but what came next was not what he expected, it was something wet but instead of warm it was freezing cold.
"DEAN!" Castiel screamed attempting to sit up but was pushed back down by Dean's left hand and with his hands tied he couldn't fight back. The angel lift his head trying to see what Dean was doing, in the hunter's right hand he held a ice cube mere inches from Castiel's member, a ear to ear grin on his face. "Dean…what…are you…doing?" Castiel got out between breaths.
Dean didn't answer in words but only by drawing circles around the head of Castiel's erection with the cube, the cold water dripping down his length onto his lower abdomen. Castiel gasp, this time being free from Dean's hold he lift his hips , turning his head he closed his eyes tightly trying to remind his body to breaths. They shot open feeling the cube run over the opening at the tip of his length and blue orbs landed on the source of his current position; the champagne bucket. He couldn't even think on when Dean had gotten the ice or even how with holding him down to the bed but upon looking down he sighed in relief seeing that the cube had melted away to nothing.
"Oh no," Dean smirked, "you're not getting away that easy." The hunter reach forward grabbing two more cubes from the bucket, this time putting them in his mouth and before Castiel could stop him, Dean took the angel's length back in his mouth.
Castiel cried out in Enochian and if Dean knew better he would say that his angel was cursing, if there were even such words in the Heavenly language. He could only go down half way not accounting the ice cubes taking up that much space but the effect that this was having on Castiel was just what he'd hope it would be. He rolled the ice around inside of his mouth getting them to melt, and then having a little bit more room to work with Dean started moving his head up pulling to the tip before going back down. He placed his right hand on Castiel's hip as the angel started thrusting, he wanted Castiel to be able to move but he was trying to control the movement so that he wouldn't choke.
"Dean…"
It was barely a whisper but it got the hunter's attention, not breaking the rhythm he had going Dean glanced up with his eyes to find Castiel's head thrown backward, eyes close tightly to form a frown on his forehead, and his mouth hanging open as if in a silence scream. Dean closed his own eyes as a moan left Castiel and he could feel tremors running through his lover's body, the sound and movement that Castiel was making was not helping the hunter's own arousal. Still working on Castiel he shifted his weight to get into a more comfortable position but only made things worse, the movement causing friction from the jeans. He had wanted to take this slow but he couldn't wait anymore.
Castiel didn't know which was worse; the warmth from Dean's mouth, the cold from the ice, or both of them at the same time. He had almost used the safe word but decided to see this through thrusting his hips instead, Dean and him quickly finding a rhythm. His body was shaking from the hot and coldness attacking his nerves but soon the cold subsided leaving only the heat surrounding him and the heat inside of him. He was close now, as if he was running and only had the last few steps to go.
He felt the bed shift under him, he would have look to see what Dean was doing but gasped at the angle that the Hunter was now taking him in at. The feeling pushing him closer to the finish line, but then Dean pulled away, "Dean…please…don't stop," he begged as the Hunter moved up his body. "I need…" The words were lost as Dean joined their lips, Castiel could still taste the coldness from the ice mix with the taste of Dean and himself.
"Almost," Dean said reaching for the bucket, holding another ice cube in front of Castiel's face, the angel tensed getting ready for another assault but was surprised when the cube was ran across his lips instead, "Open up," Dean said. Castiel was confused but did as he was told allowing Dean to place the cube in his mouth. He didn't get time to get use to the cold before Dean was kissing again, his tongue entering Castiel's mouth rolling the cube around. The kiss only got deeper, the cold and heat attacking another part of Castiel's body and senses.
Once the ice had melted Dean broke the kiss pulling back to lean over Castiel, "Do you remember the safe word?" Dean had to ask he was shock that Castiel hadn't used it yet or ripped the ribbon. Castiel nodded wrapping his arms up and over Dean's head not letting him get too far away wiggling his hips and causing Dean to gasp.
Dean smirked getting the picture, ducking out from between Castiel's arms he moved stepping off of the bed. "Don't worry," he laughed at the pout that his lover was giving him, "I'm not going anywhere." He quickly undid his belt and zipper, pushed his pants and underpants over his hips at the same time and let gravity take care of the rest. He groaned as the fabric brushed against his sensitive member but was glad to be free from his denim prison.
He grabbed another ice cube from the bucket before climbing back onto the bed, this time placing himself between the angel's legs. Dean eyed Castiel making sure that he had his lover's attention before running the cube right across the angel's entrance; Castiel's back arched his hips leaving the bed Dean moved the cube back forward over Castiel's tight rings of muscles and the moment the cube was half way gone the hunter threw it to the side, coming back to slip a finger into the angel. Castiel gasp, his body stilling at the invading, his eyes closing. Dean waited for Castiel first movement before moving his finger in and out, when Castiel started thrusting back against the digit Dean added another one, doing a few thrusts with the two fingers before he started scissoring them. Dean reached up with his free hand to let Castiel's still tied ones hold onto it as he added another finger, the angel's breaths coming fast now.
"De…now…ple…" Castiel could barely talk but he couldn't wait any longer, he needed Dean inside of him now. He sighed as the hunter pulled his fingers out and took hold of the angel's legs, lifting them up around his waist. He leaned over Castiel ducking back under his arms, Castiel's tied wrists resting on the back of Dean's neck. Castiel's blue eyes locked with his green ones, only nodding his answer at the unasked question.
Dean bend down taking Castiel's lips the same time he took Castiel, the angle's cry of bliss muffled. He entered slowly not wanting to hurt Castiel, once he was all the way in he didn't move, waiting for his lover to get use to him. He broke the kiss moving back to find Castiel's eyes closed, sweat covering his skin causing his dark hair to stick to his forehead, "Castiel?"
Castiel tighten his legs around Dean's waist and wiggled his hips, making the hunter gasp his arms shaking as they held him up one on each side Castiel's head. Dean slide out to his tip, almost leaving the angel all together before reentering him, still moving slowly. Castiel let him go a few more time before growling in frustration, tighten his legs even more his heels now digging into Dean's bottom he started his own thrusts trying to get Dean to move faster.
Dean was caught by the urgency that Castiel was displaying, his arms almost giving out on him as sweat started dripping off of his nose. He forced his hips to move trying to keep up with the angel's thrusts.
Castiel moaned as Dean started picking up the tempo, the two of them finding a rhythm together but there was another part of him that was throbbing with need.
Dean groaned as he was pushed backward as Castiel sat up off the bed and if he wasn't overtaking by the new feeling of going deeper into his lover, he would have said something about Castiel breaking the ribbon.
Castiel's left hand moved between them wrapping around his painful erection not wasting any time in stoking himself, his hand matching the movement of their hips. His right hand moved to Dean's shoulder lining up with the red handprint, he dropped his guard opening the bond between, groaning as Dean's emotions of love and want washed over him.
Dean almost stopped moving, Castiel had opened the link between them before but no matter how many times he did it Dean was sure that he would never get use to it. His senses always kick into overdrive, everything he heard, feel, saw. All of the lights in the room became brighter along with Castiel's blue eyes, Dean had even joked once that the angel's blue eyes was because of his Grace shining through.
Castiel's hand tightened its hold on Dean's shoulder, fearing that if he left go he would fall. He moaned feeling the pain travel through Dean's body into him through their link. He could feel everything making it sometimes hard to tell where his body ended and Dean's began and it was the final step to the finish line. His body shook as he came Dean's name falling from his lips as he hide his face in the cook of the hunter's neck.
Dean saw white as their bond allowed him to feel Castiel's orgasm, feeling the angel's muscles contracting around him, he did his best to hold off his own climax not wanting the ecstasy he was feeling to end but with only a few more thrust he came deep within his lover's body.
Castiel's echoed Dean's cry with his own, not breaking the bond fast enough and the hunter's climax overtook him as if he was already having another one himself. Grabbing onto Dean's shoulders Castiel threw his head back riding out the high as Dean did the same grabbing the angel's hips, his head bending forward, both chests heaving.
"Cass.."
Dean's voice jerked Castiel back to the present, he dropped his head forwards resting their foreheads together as he slowly block the link letting go of Dean's shoulder. Unable to hold himself up he drop back onto the bed his arms spend out to the side, eyes closed trying to calm his breathing. He moaned lightly feeling Dean pull out of him. He felt Dean drop onto the bed next to him, breathing just as heavy as he was.
Dean was spent, barely able to move but he was able to turn his head staring at the arm he was laying on top of, studying the wrist, he turned to his side resting his head and own arm on Castiel's chest, "You broke the ribbon."
Castiel laughed wrapping his arm around Dean pulling him closer, "At least I didn't use the safe word." He kiss the top of Dean's hair, grinning realizing that his lover was already drifting off to sleep, mumbled words falling from his mouth. Castiel lend closer making out only a few of the words but it was the last three that the angel took to heart as he held his human close falling into a light sleep.
"Best…Christmas…ever."