3 months later.
Sam was out for supplies. They had been running low on rocksalt, red spraypaint for the Devilstraps, food and beer. Cas and Dean were lying on a motel bed, fully clothed, just waiting, relaxed, until they could go hunt a ghost in a nearby highschool library. "Hey, Cas." Dean said with a wistful lift of the corner of his mouth. Cas just nestled himself better into Dean's arms. "What is it, Dean?" he mumbled. "Remember the succubus?" Cas smiled his half smile. "How could I ever forget?" Dean planted a chaste kiss on the dark hair of his angel. "He was hot." Cas tilted his head, trying to catch the veridian eyes of his love. "Really?" Dean bit his lower lip not to smirk at the slight hint of jealousy. "Yup." he deadpanned. "You realise I can smite you right here, don't you?" Cas said, keeping his own grin in check. Dean finally turned to look at his angel, his love and the light of his life. "Mmmm, Cassss." he cooed. "Those are fighting words..." Cas licked his lips, the treacherous corners of his mouth trying to quirk upwards into a smile. "That they are, Dean..." Dean grinned. He still found the badass side to his angel an enourmous turn on. He keened softly. "Tell me more, my warrior..." Cas couldn't stop his own grin widening. Dean had such an infectuous smile. "Shhhh." he shushed. "I'll show you..." and he pushed Dean down onto the bed. Dean chuckled softly while his hands slid into the soft, dark hair as he pulled Cas down and pressed his mouth onto those pink, chapped lips.
Suddenly Cas stiffened. "It can't be." he muttered, turning his head to survey the room, fully distracted. Dean, his head fuzzy with love and warm kisses, opened his eyes to a slit. "Mmmm?" he managed. "Cas... angel, getting cold here." Cas turned his gaze back towards him and a loving warmth fell over his face. "Sorry, Dean. Where were we?" he smiled and claimed Dean's lips again. They had time to spare, so they took it slow. Hands sliding under shirts, ghosting over sensitive spots and their lips sliding, tasting and taking. "OH MY SWEET CHUPA CHUPS!" They flew apart, Cas springing to his feet and slipping his Angelblade out. In the middle of their room stood a guy, roughly 5' 7", maybe 5'8". He pulled his hands through his shoulderlength, caramel coloured hair and his startling sunshine-through-whiskey coloured eyes were almost comically round. "Whoa! Did NOT see that coming... well... maybe I kinda did, but not... this isn't... Holy cottoncandy sticks..." Cas relaxed somewhat, but Dean growled low. "Weren't you ganked good and proper for once?" Cas smacked his shoulder. "Dean..." he chided before cupping his cheek softly. He turned towards their visitor. "Gabriel, glad to see you're alive, brother. I thought I sensed you just now." Cas smiled.
Gabriel smiled back, and he replied with: "Castiël, I'm glad to be alive, bro." but then his face clouded over. "Winchester. Please tell me I can smite you for deflowering my babybrother." Cas tilted his head threateningly. "Gabriel..." he warned, but Dean's smartass mouth interupted. "As much I'd like to tell you exactly that, his cherry was picked by someone else." Cas blushed furiously and he turned to Dean in a flash. "DEAN! Stop this! You're being childish!" Dean just looked at him with his cocky smile, while Gabriel looked taken aback. "Well. That's different. Huh. Die for a few years and the whole world goes topsyturvey." He sighed and manifested a sucker in his mouth. "Anywho... Just thought I'd see how my little, sexy 'prank' went." Cas frowned at the airquotes. "That was you? The succubi?" Gabriel smiled his Trickster smile and wiggled his eyebrows. "Kinda. They were hunting, killing innocent, well marginally innocent, guys, and I thought I'd set you muttonheads up to stop them. In the mean time I thought it would be fun to see how our libido-driven, green eyed studmuffin would react to them." Dean narrowed his eyes, but Cas put his hand on Dean's shoulder. "Let him finish..." Unwillingly, Dean relaxed. Gabriel smirked at him. "Is it that easy to shut you up? Really? Anyways... I led the thing to you, and then tagged along with babybro and Samsquatch to make sure they were far away. But before I could see how things were going with my little scheme, some other hunter found me and thought he'd try and end this Trickster... So I got a little sidetracked."