Author's Note: I am British so I will use the British words for things such as "trousers" instead of "pants". This chapter was so difficult to write so I really hope I pulled it off. If not, I'll replace it with a slightly different one. It depends on what you guys think because, well, you're the ones reading it. Enjoy!
"You look very smart tonight." Mary commented with a smile as Dean walked into the kitchen. Dean glanced at her nervously.
"Yeah, I'm going out." he replied vaguely as he shrugged his jacket on.
"Any point in asking who with?" Mary had never thought any less of Dean for only having one friend and she had never suggested he try to make more. She could see how perfectly happy Dean was anyway, she knew he didn't need anyone else. Dean smiled as he remembered this and relaxed a little.
"Don't think so." he answered. He flashed her a smile.
"Well, you and Cas have fun."
"We will, mom." Dean grinned as he hugged her goodbye but she caught hold of his jacket before he could leave and pulled him back.
"Are you wearing...cologne?" she asked hesitantly. Dean sputtered a little. He had to admit that he had gone a little overboard in preparation for his first official date with his boyfriend but he hadn't thought it had been that noticable. He was just very excited as Cas had finally had his cast removed and he knew what he had suggested they do when that happened.
"Well, I-um..." he began but never quite finished.
"Is it just Cas you're going out with tonight?" Mary asked, suspicious.
"Well...yeah." Dean replied, knowing that there was no way his mother wouldn't figure this out. Dean would always remember this moment to be the one where he outed himself to his mother even though he never actually say it out loud. "I'll see you later, mom." Dean said as he turned towards the door.
His mother walked back to the counter where she was preparing dinner, "Have fun! Oh and Dean," she called when he had his hand on the door handle, "I'm very happy for you." She smiled and then went back to her task. Dean gulped and left.
Castiel had been bouncing about the house all day due to his unusual amount of energy. His parents couldn't understand what had gotten him all excited until the doorbell rang just before 7 and Anna answered it to find Dean standing on her doorstep wearing a shirt and smart trousers. She eyed him suspiciously and Dean gulped as he looked back.
"I'm picking up Cas."
"I guessed as much." Oh great, Anna knows now too. Man, am I that transparent? Dean panicked a little but then Anna smiled. The same sort of smile Mary had given Dean just before he left the house. And then Dean felt bad for thinking that Anna knowing about his and Cas' relationship was a bad thing. Actually, it was probably better that they know from the beginning, no awkward moments later on. Anna took a step back and shouted up the stairs to Cas.
It felt like only mere seconds had gone by before Cas was standing in front of Dean and grinning like a maniac.
"You ready to go?" Dean asked Cas when it was obvious he had been ready for a long time, and not just tonight.
"You bet." he answered and then turned to hug his mother. As he let go of Anna again she told Cas to have have fun and then winked at him before she closed the door.
Anna went back to the living room and flopped down on the couch, smiling just as wide as Castiel had when he left.
"What're you smiling about?" Michael asked playfully as he ran a hand through Anna's hair.
"Those two! I've been calling it for years!" she sounded very proud of herself.
"What? He actually told you?" Michael sounded pretty surprised. He had always guessed but he never thought that Cas would admit it.
"No, he didn't have to though. They're obviously going out on a date. A first date though. You could feel the nerves in the air. And oh god, you should have seen how Dean was dressed." she was positively squealing now.
"Calm down, dear." Michael said, laughing.
"Oh shush you. It just makes me happy to see Cas smiling like that." She grinned and looked up at Michael who grinned back and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead.
As Dean drove to the restaurant where he was taking Cas for dinner, he worried that this would be an awkward sort of night. They had spent every day together since they had made their relationship official but they'd only just hung out and kissed a few times, leaving the proper dating and anything more than kissing until Cas had fully recovered. He didn't need to worry though. The conversation flowed just like it had every other time they'd had dinner together. But this time, Dean definitely felt the little differences between this and any other night. Sometimes he would reach out and hold Cas' hand for a little while or they would glance at each other from under their eyelashes, something that Dean found incredibly attractive in Cas.
In fact, that whole evening Cas looked incredibly attractive. Dean kept having to remind himself to eat rather than just stare at Castiel all night and imagine what they could be doing later on. When they had finished dessert (where Cas licked his spoon far too seductively to be acceptable public behaviour) Dean paid the bill and they drove back to Castiel's house. When they arrived, the house was in darkness and Cas secretly smiled. He knew that with his parents in bed, he could easily sneak Dean into his room. Not that they would mind him staying over, he just didn't really want them to know what they were really up to.
They got out of the car and walked to the front door. Dean stopped and turned Cas to face him.
"I had fun tonight. A lot of fun." he smiled warmly and moved closer to Cas to place a hand on his waist and the other on his cheek. Then he brought their mouths together. The kiss started slow but then grew into something more frenzied. Dean was always surprised how perfectly they seemed to fit together.
After a few minutes, Cas lightly pushed Dean away. Dean was momentarily gripped with fear that he had been a little too forward, he'd thought that Cas was thinking the same as he was tonight.
"Coming upstairs?" Cas asked shyly as he looked at his feet. Dean smiled again.
"On the first date, Cas?" Dean pretended to sound incredulous. Cas laughed and hit him playfully on his chest then looked into his eyes. "Nothing in the world could make me refuse an offer like that." Dean replied as he ran a hand through Cas' hair. Cas grinned like a mad man and grabbed Dean's hand.
They went inside trying to dodge all the furniture in the dark until they reached Castiel's room. Thankfully his room was upstairs and Michael and Anna's room was downstairs on the other side of the house. They were trying to be as quiet as possible but their excitement seemed to have increased as they crossed the threshold. They couldn't keep their hands off each other and kept banging into things and giggling.
They finally made their way to Castiel's room. Cas was already undoing Dean's shirt buttons as he backed into the room. The bed hit the back of his knees and he fell backwards and brought Dean down with him. Dean stood to shrug his shirt off and then leaned back down to work on Castiel's.
Dean's breath came faster as he took in the sight of Castiel lying shirtless underneath him. Cas propped himself up on his elbows and looked up at Dean, starting with his face then down to his chest and further down to the bulge in his trousers. He looked back up into Dean's eyes and raised his eyebrows.
Dean groaned as he leaned down to kiss Cas and work on undoing Cas' belt and eventually tugging his trousers down. They moved up on the bed and Cas flipped Dean over until he was straddling his hips.
"This is hardly fair." Cas said as hooked a finger into Dean's waistband.
"Then let's change that." Dean replied and undid his jeans and Cas pulled them off. Cas' breath hitched as he took in Dean's completely naked body under his own. And a smug smile stretched across his face as he realised that this was all his.
He leaned forward to kiss Dean passionately and then moved onto his neck. He kissed and sucked until he was sure he would leave a mark. He moved down to Dean's chest and kept on kissing down until he got to Dean's cock.
Dean just managed to stop himself from crying out as Cas' mouth closed around him. He had to cover his mouth with one hand to make sure he wouldn't make noises loud enough to wake up Castiel's parents. The other hand gripped the sheets so tight he almost pulled them off the mattress.
Dean felt the sudden loss of Castiel's tongue all too soon. He looked up and found Cas had starting looking through the drawer in his nightstand. A few seconds later he produced a small bottle and thrust it into Dean's hands. Dean's eyes widened and he gulped. His nerves had suddenly come back.
He was shaken out of his sudden fear, however, when Castiel laid back on the bed and pulled Dean down on top of him. Dean opened the bottle and squeezed some of the contents onto his fingers and started on Cas.
When he had made sure that Cas was completely ready, he spread some lube over himself. He pushed in slowly, all the while keeping an eye on Castiel's face for any sign of pain. He noticed that Cas has closed his eyes tightly and he stopped.
"You okay?" Cas nodded and opened his eyes. He pulled Dean down for a kiss to prove how okay he was.
It took a Cas a little while to get used to the feeling but when Dean began to move, he realised that the pain was worth it. He hadn't felt anything better in his entire life, especially when Dean seemed to hit something within him that made him claw at Dean's back to keep from crying out. That combined with Dean's hand on Cas' cock made him almost forget about the pain.
It wasn't long until they could both feel themselves getting close and Dean leaned down to kiss Cas and they groaned into each other's mouths. Dean collapsed next to Castiel, breathing heavily and laughed quietly. They turned their heads to face each other and when their eyes met, their laughter died away.
"I love you, Dean." Cas whispered.
"I love you too, Cas." Dean replied and pulled Cas' head up to rest on his chest so he could wrap his arms around him. "That was..." Dean couldn't think of the words.
"I know." Cas said through a smile. Their breath was returning to normal and Castiel began to feel sleepy. Before he could drift off, however, he sat up and looked around the room. Dean propped himself up on an elbow and wrapped the other arm around Castiel's waist.
"What're you doing?" Dean asked, stifling a yawn.
"Looking for something." Cas got up and bent down to pick up his trousers. He pulled something out of his pocket and then picked up something from his desk. He went back to the bed and sat beside Dean. He unfolded the piece of paper in his hand and crossed something off the list. He looked at Dean and grinned.
"I've been waiting a while to cross that off." Dean laughed.
"So, you're really serious about this?" Dean asked.
"What? You or the list?" Dean laughed again.
"Both, I guess."
"Dean, I told you I love you not five minutes ago. And yes, I am serious about the list." Dean took a moment to read the list again. He noticed that Cas had added a lot more to it since he'd last read it.
"Well, I guess we've got a lot to do."
"Yes, but it can all wait till tomorrow."