A month passed before Dean was allowed back on school ground. Between making sure he was healing properly, John grounding him for not telling him who caused it all, and Castiel's mother hen act, he couldn't get a break. As Cas wondered the halls, he bumped into something. "Sorry," he mumbled subconsciously. He felt a hand grab his chin, and pull his face up. His lips collided with someone else's. His eyes automatically closed, but he pushed the warm body away from him. "I have a-" Cas began before opening his eyes. The person standing before him was Dean Winchester, his Dean.
Dean feigned offence, "you still don't know my kisses? I'd think we've been making out enough times to know my lips apart from others. Anyho-" Dean was caught off guard when Cas grabbed him and pulled his lips down into a warm, sweet kiss.
It wasn't a long kiss for it lasted only a minute before Cas pulled away smiling. "What are you doing here? You should be away home resting." Dean grinned and grabbed his hand and pulled him to the cafeteria for lunch.
"I'm in perfect working condition, handsome. Ready for school and to take you on another date." Dean grinned as he leaned down and nibbled on Cas' earlobe. Relishing in the strangled, half attempt Cas gave to cover the moan. He laughed low and true, giving it away that he had enjoyed how vocal Cas was. Dean waited for Cas to open his eyes again and winked, grinning when he noticed Cas' throat quiver as he gulped. "Well come on. You need your nourishment, baby" unbenounced to Dean Cas was further affected by the pet name.
As the couple sat down at Dean's usual table. Which surprised both of the boys groups. Dean's peers we're shocked that nerdy Castiel Novak was willing to be see with the likes of them, whereas Castiel's friends were shocked when they noticed Cas was sitting a bit too close to Dean. All but Sam noticed the obvious, he didn't want to believe his brother might be with his best friend.
"What happened to you to get you landed in the hospital, Winchester?" Ash asked. Castiel was still trying to learn the names of the teenagers around him, but he got enough to know they were all close to Dean.
"I wrecked my bike when I was out in the field. Hit to hard and ripped open something inside," Dean gestured to his stomach, "and when Cas found me he had me rushed to the hospital. They say if he would have waited, I wouldn't have made it." Dean said it so matter of factly. Regardless of knowing the truth of how Dean had gotten hurt, he was left wondering if what the nurse's and doctors said had any truth.
His friends seemed to take the excuse and continued eating, but Dean had noticed Cas' change in demeanor and put a warm hand on the other boys thigh. "Thank you," he said so low no one would hear apart from Castiel. That was all it took for Cas to know it was true that he had saved Dean Winchester from the worst possible outcome.
Once school was over Dean grinned as he jogged over to Cas. "Hey wanna come over?" he asked as he nonchalantly brushed his hand over Castiel's Jean clad ass. The small gesture caused Castiel to bite his lip and lose his vast dictionary. Dean seemed proud of his loss of motor functions as he stood there grinning ear to ear.
"Yes" Cas finally breathed. Dean had barely heard the word, but knew instantly by the dazed look in Castiel's face he wanted more than to just play video games. Dean glared his hand and pulled him out of the school.
They walked together to the car, far enough apart to not raise Sam's suspicion, but close enough their hands brushed together as they walked. "Hurry Dean it's October, in case you've forgotten. It's cold." Sam grumbled as Dean took his sweet time.
The elder Winchester walked over to his side of the car, and unlocked it. Before getting in, he looked Sam in the eye, "Cas gets shot gun," he said in a way that warranted no arguments for either party. Dean got in and leaned to the far side to unlock and open Castiel's door. Smiling as the other boy slid into the seat. He unlocked Sam's door, and waited till he was in and all door were shut before slowly backing up and pulling away from LHS for the day.
The car ride was boring and quiet other than AC/DC on the radio. Dean watched Castiel the whole ride home, watching him wiggle around and try his best to not make contact with Dean. Dean noted the dazed look in his eyes, his heart speeding up when he realized what it meant.
Sure, Dean has been with girls before, but never with a guy. He knew what it was and how, but he never had a boyfriend. Dean was happy that Cas would be the first guy he'd be with, and nervous because he didn't want to hurt Castiel. He smiled at Castiel when he noticed him staring.
Finally after what seemed like hours, but was really only 5 minutes, they pulled out outside of Dean's house. Sam jumped out as soon as the car stopped, running into the house leaving Dean and Cas complete alone. Dean grinned over at the quiet Castiel, before slowly reaching over and placing his hand high on Castiel's thigh. He watched Castiel gulp, before looking over at Dean. Feeling Cas' legs spread apart on their own accord, Dean took the small movement as a sign and slid his hand slowly but firmly farther up, each inch making Castiel's legs spread even farther apart. When Dean met Castiel semi-hard dick, his mouth went dry, he palmed it through Cas' jeans smiling when a non-guarded moan came from Castiel's mouth. Dean palmed once more before dropping his hand and getting out of the car.
Dean was shocked when he rounded the car to see Castiel standing and waiting on him. "Dad's not home, it's fine. Come on." They walked into the house together and Sam walked out. "Sam, where you going?" Dean called.
"To Jess'" Jess lived 2 blocks away and was Sam's little crush. Dean was instantly relieved. "I'll be back in a few hours!" Sam called as he walked away from the house.
Dean instantly grabbed Cas ' hand and dragged him inside. The door was shut we Dean shoved Castiel's back against it and kissed him hungrily. Dean felt rather than heard the moan, and pushed further against Castiel. Deal eventually pulled away to breath, walking down the hall and into his bedroom, leaving a stunned, horny, and breathless Castiel up against the front door.
"Fuck me," Castiel whispered as he quickly walked into Dean's room. He stood in the doorway as Dean sat on the bed, back to him, head in his hands. Castiel quietly walked over to the big bed, and shuffled over to Dean, wrapping his skinny arms around Dean's middle. "What's wrong baby boy?" Cas asked not realizing what he'd just called Dean. He was setting on his legs behind Dean, hugging him from behind. He couldn't see Dean's face, but he could see a patch of skin on his neck showing above his shirt. He kissed the exposed skin feeling Dean's breath hitch as he did so.
"God Cas," Dean groaned as he felt Castiel's hands sneak under Dean's shirt, slowly pulling it up. Dean only lifted his arms allowing Castiel to pull the shirt completely off. Cas' breath hitched as he watched the muscles in Dean's back jump as he put his arms back down. Before Cas knew what was happening Dean had turned around, and had him pinned to the big bed, his arms above his head. Dean leaned down and pushed his shirt up inch by inch trailing kisses as more and more skin was exposed.
Soon Cas's shirt was off, and he panicked as he looked over at the open door. "Dean I wish to shut the door," Cas groaned as Dean licked a sensitive nipple. Dean said nothing, just sat up allowing the smaller man to jump up and walk across the room to shut the door. When Cas turned around he seen Dean staring at him. "What?" he asked wondering why he was being stared at.
"You have wings," Dean stated.
"Oh," Castiel had completely forgot about those. He had big wings tattooed on his back. They started on his shoulder blades and spanned down his arms reaching nearly to his wrists. He worried for a moment, as Dean stood and slowly strode to him.
"Turn around?" Dean asked in a whisper. Slowly, Cas turned around allowing Dean to inspect the dark black wings inked permanently onto his back and arms. He felt Dean's finger tracing the detailed black lines. And then lift both arms up to show the full wings in all their glory.
"I'm sorry, Dean. I wasn't trying to hide them, I'd completely forgotten abo-" Castiel's words were cut off as Dean's lips met between his shoulder blades. He felt Dean's hands slide around his waste, each sliding the opposite way until they both met slightly above Castiel's belly botton. The right hand slid very slowly down, following Cas' heavy happy trail. It slid under all clothing and he felt the warm calloused hand grip around his quickly hardening member. "Dean," was all he choked out feeling the older teens other hand start to fumble to unbutton Castiel's jeans.
Castiel felt the warmth leave as he was spun around and picked up bridal style and carried back to the bed. Dean made sure his boyfriend was safely laying before unbutton in and pulling his jeans down Castiel's toned legs. He seen the tent in Cas' boxers and it made his mouth water. He wanted to taste the pre-cum he knew was gathering at the slit.
Dean pulled Castiel's boxers down far enough to get the throbbing member beneath uncovered when he heard the front door unlocking. He through Cas his pants and shirt before putting his own shirt on. They had both just gotten their clothes on when a slightly drunk John barged into Dean's room. "Dean you know your door isn't suppose to be shut! Oh," John bellowed when he seen the boy at the desk. He tried to be polite as he fumbled for a reason for yelling about the door. "It's just a fire hazard, their moms old rule," He said before backing away leaving the door open.
Dean looked panicked as he grabbed Cas by the arms and dragged him to the door.