AN: First off I want to say thank you to everyone that has read this and left comments for me. I've now reached the last chapter that I'd had written out for a while. The next update will be a little slower in coming. I've moved a couple times recently, changed job places, and been busy babysitting my nephew so I've been extremely busy. Also this month has been very rough for me. I've had a couple deaths in the family over the last 3 weeks and last week I was assaulted so It's been almost impossible to keep myself motivated to do anything more than get out of bed. I'm working on the next chapter and will post it as soon as I'm able to. Thank you

Over the next week, Dean had expected things to change a lot between him and Castiel, but not much did. There was one difference and it was that Castiel really enjoyed kissing Dean. It was becoming difficult for Dean to get much done when he was in their room. He never thought he would complain about making out with someone, but he was starting to feel like he might. He called Charlie to talk about it.

"It's not that I don't enjoy it too, but I can't get my homework done." Dean had waited for Castiel to take a shower so he could talk to her.

Charlie laughed. "I can't believe you're whining about Cas kissing you too much."

"I know. I just don't know what to do. I don't really want him to stop, but we can't keep doing this either. What should I do?"

"I think its funny how you two always come to me when you need help with your relationship. I didn't realize I was the shining example of relationships."

Dean chuckled. "Who else am I gonna ask? Talking to Jo about this would seem weird and you always give very frank and straightforward advice."

Charlie sighed. "Okay, well I think you should just talk to Cas about it. I'm sure he'd understand. Set up some guidelines or rules for him about how often he can kiss you."

Dean cringed. "That sounds kinda mean, or owner like. I don't want to make him feel like he's not free to do what he wants."

"What he wants is to make out with you, all the time. If you can't handle that, let him know. You always respect his boundaries, so let him know about yours."

"Okay, I guess it wouldn't hurt to try. Thanks."

"No problem. Let me know how it goes."

"I will." Dean hung up and put his phone on his desk. He knew she was probably right but he hoped Castiel would take it okay.

Later that night, Dean decided to bring it up with Castiel. He was sitting on his bed while Dean was at his desk. He turned to face Castiel and took a deep breath to calm himself.

"Cas, can I talk to you for a minute?"

Castiel looked up from his phone and nodded. He turned to face Dean as he put his phone down.

Dean cleared his throat. "I wanted to talk to you about um…" He had no idea how to phrase this without sounding mean. "About us and about how often we kiss." Castiel furrowed his brows, so Dean continued. "Not that I want to stop, but its starting to interfere with my schoolwork."

'What are you asking exactly?'

"That maybe we dial back the make out sessions?" He chuckled uncomfortably. He never thought he'd utter those words and Castiel seemed confused.

'So, you don't want me to kiss you so much?'

"No, it's not that. I just need to be able to concentrate when I'm working my assignments, and I can't do that if you kiss me most of the time that I'm in the room." He sighed. "It's me too. Sometimes I should be working and I choose to do something else with you. We just need to compromise on something that works for both of us."

Castiel frowned. 'I didn't realize I was causing an issue, Dean. I'm sorry.'

"Don't apologize. We can both do something different from now on."

He nodded. 'What do you suggest?'

Dean shrugged. He didn't know what would be helpful or acceptable. "I guess we could start with only three kisses in the morning before my first class."

'Three?' Castiel raised his brows in surprise.

Dean laughed. "Yes, just three."

Castiel pouted slightly but nodded. 'Fine, what else?'

"Uh, between classes I don't think it matters so whatever you want. Unless I have to work on an assignment for a class that same day, then just one."

Castiel squinted his eyes as he thought of all the days Dean usually had to finish homework between classes, but waved an agreement with the number.

"When I'm done with classes, we can do one kiss an hour until I'm done with my work. Once I'm done, it's open. Is that okay?" Dean hoped Castiel didn't feel insulted by all this.

Castiel thought over it briefly before nodding in agreement. 'Just one question. Are those numbers for us individually or total?'

Dean smiled. "Total. I'm limited too, it doesn't matter who initiates it."

'Does that start immediately?'

"Probably should." They should start getting used to it, he thought.

Castiel nodded and checked the time on his phone. It was twenty after eight. He smiled and looked at Dean with a sparkle in his eye. 'Okay.'

Dean relaxed as the angel seemed to easily accept the agreement. He tensed up slightly when Castiel stood and moved close to Dean and cupped his face. "Cas…" He was silenced when the angel bent down and kissed him.

His heart skipped a beat and his body grew warm as the angel deepened the kiss and held his head in place. Dean shifted in his chair and tried to reach up to Castiel, but could only grab his arms. He moaned slightly as he gently nipped his bottom lip and then broke the kiss.

When Dean opened his eyes, he saw that Castiel's wings were partially opened and blocking the light from his lamp. He marveled at the sight of Castiel and the light seeming to glow behind him as he dropped his hands and straightened his back. He wondered how anyone could see these creatures and not find them beautiful.

Castiel pulled his wings back in behind him and smiled at Dean's wide eyes and open mouth. 'That was the one for this hour.'

Dean huffed out a laugh. He wanted nothing more than to stand up and kiss Castiel again, and the angel knew it. This was gonna be hard.

Castiel sat back on his bed while Dean finished his work.

The next morning, Dean was getting dressed when Castiel surprised him again with a kiss. Dean laughed into it while Castiel kissed him hard. He put an arm around him briefly and nuzzled Castiel's face. "That's one."

Castiel nodded and leaned forward like he meant to kiss him again but walked away before he did.

He was pulling his bag up from the floor on his way to leave and Castiel put a hand on his arm. Dean stopped and turned to face him.

Castiel kissed him, no more than a peck. 'That's two.'

Dean hoisted the bag onto his shoulder with a smile. "I'm leaving so, you want one more before I go?"

Castiel crossed his arms like he needed to think about it. It didn't seem like he was going to do anything so Dean grabbed the door handle. Castiel moved forward and took Dean's shirt in his hands and pulled him in for a rough kiss.

Dean's bag fell off as Castiel flipped him around and pushed him into the wall with a thud. His stomach flipped as Castiel pressed into him while they kissed. Castiel had never done that before. Dean moved his hands up to hold Castiel's shoulders and returned his kiss with all he had.

Much too soon, Castiel broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against Dean's. They both stayed there a moment to catch their breath. Dean's breath was shaky and he really wanted to kiss him again. When he leaned in to do so, Castiel pulled his head back.

'That was three, Dean.' Castiel was smiling as he saw how much Dean was affected by the kiss.

Dean sighed and let his head fall back against the wall. "I know." He chuckled and shook his head. Castiel remained close with a hand on either side of Dean. "Come on, Cas. No need to make it harder for me."

Castiel smiled wider and stepped back to give him some space. Dean picked up his bag and opened the door.

"I'll be back in a couple hours."

Castiel waved goodbye and closed the door once he left.

They both kept to their compromise for the rest of the day and they felt like it would work once they got used to it, as long as Castiel stopped being overly enticing with his kisses anyway. Dean found it hard to stop when he would do something different or more aggressive than usual.

Eventually, they fell into a routine again. It was just a couple weeks later when they were heading home for Dean's birthday. They had a talk about what they would do once they were home while they were in the car.

"So, we should probably not tell anyone about this yet. I'm not sure how they'll react and I don't want to cause any trouble." Dean didn't think they'd have a problem with it per say, but he also wasn't sure what to expect and that worried him.

Castiel agreed but felt a little sad about having to watch how he acted around the family. 'Okay. That sounds like a good idea.'

"Maybe after a couple months we can tell everyone, like over Spring Break. I just don't want to drop a bomb and then leave immediately." Dean hoped maybe they would figure out what exactly they were by then too. He wasn't quite sure what to label them.

'Are you going to tell your parents about what happened with Rick's friends?'

Dean had avoided it so far and had forgotten about telling them once he and Castiel were involved. His dad would be angry, but he couldn't do anything about it now.

'I feel like they would want to know about it.'

"Yeah," Dean squeezed the steering wheel briefly as he looked forward again, "they probably would. I'll tell them. My dad will probably hug you for kicking their asses." Dean laughed at the memory.

'I doubt that.' Castiel hadn't seen John hug anyone more than a handful of times over the past three years.

Dean pulled up to the house a few minutes later. He and Castiel met the family at the door. Mary greeted them with hugs and kisses on the cheek. They went out to eat that night as a family and Dean talked about his classes and friends. He held off on telling them about the incident yet.

After dinner, they went home and Dean was given his gifts. Castiel took pictures and agreed to send Mary copies of them. It was so late after that that Dean decided to wait until the next day to tell them about what happened.

He and Castiel got ready for bed. Castiel hadn't found it hard yet to act differently around the family. They didn't usually display much PDA anyway so it wasn't as bad as he thought it might be.

Dean was pulling his covers down when he noticed that Castiel seemed to be lost deep in thought. He smiled and turned to face the angel.

"Cas, you okay?"

Castiel snapped out of his thoughts and smiled. 'I'm fine. I was just thinking.'

"About what?"

'Us having to act differently while we're here. It hasn't been difficult yet, but I'm afraid I'll slip up and do something to out us.' He hadn't realized he was worried about that until he told Dean, but he was.

Dean moved a little closer to Castiel. "Well, don't worry too much about that. Them finding out wouldn't be the worst thing that could happen."

Castiel was skeptical about that. 'You wouldn't be upset at all?'

Dean shook his head. "No, we're gonna tell them anyway. But I don't think you'll do anything that would cause that. You're too aware of everyone else in a room to slip up."

Castiel shrugged. 'Maybe, but I can't guarantee that.'

"What?" Dean chuckled.

'I might forget for a moment. It's easy to do around you.' Castiel smiled and moved in close to Dean. His wings flared up briefly as he leaned his head closer to Dean.

"Oh yeah?" Dean smiled and brushed Castiel's cheek with nose.

Castiel nodded and turned his head to line up his mouth with Dean's and pushed up to kiss him. It was the first time they'd kissed since coming home. Castiel put his hands on Dean's shoulders, pressing into him more.

Dean hummed into the kiss and wrapped his arms around Castiel's waist. They kissed for a few moments before Castiel pulled back enough to sign to Dean.

'Are our limits still in effect here?' He smirked at Dean, guessing the answer.

Dean chuckled. "No, you can kiss me as many times as you want, Cas."

'Good.' Castiel smiled and pulled Dean close to kiss him again.

Dean squeezed Castiel even closer and kissed him harder. The angel curled his fingers into Dean's hair, sending a shiver down his spine. Dean swiped his tongue along Castiel's upper lip briefly.

Castiel parted his lips and Dean took advantage and licked his way into Castiel's mouth. Pleasure shot through Castiel and he put his arms around Dean's neck and pressed into him as much as was possible.

Dean made an approving noise and moved his tongue along Castiel's, keeping a firm hold on his waist while the angel dug his fingers into Dean's hair.

They kissed for a minute and then had to break apart for air. Their noses were touching as they gasped for breath. Castiel continued pressing short kisses to Dean's lips as they tried to catch their breath.

Castiel held Dean's shoulders and kissed him again, slowly walking him back until his knees hit his bed.

Dean stopped and glanced at the bed behind him. His heart was thudding in his chest rapidly. He soon found himself sitting on the edge of the mattress as Castiel pushed his shoulders down.

Castiel's wings expanded briefly as he leaned down to kiss Dean. He cupped his face and made sure to nip Dean's lip slightly before breaking the kiss.

Dean's breath was shaky as Castiel moved his hands from his face to his shoulders. He inched back on the mattress a little bit as Castiel raised his knee and climbed up to straddle Dean's lap.

"Cas, what…" Dean was cut off by another deep kiss from the angel. He wrapped his arms around Castiel's back to keep him steady.

As he adjusted himself on Dean's lap, he could feel Dean gasp and tense under him. He pulled back and looked at Dean to make sure this was okay. He felt his wings pull in as doubt crept in.

Dean could see that Castiel was nervous so Dean brought a hand up and gently held the back of his neck, guiding his face closer. He whispered when they were close enough to touch noses, "It's okay, Cas. I don't want you to stop."

Castiel smiled and closed the small gap between them in a kiss. His body was warm and felt so good that he never wanted to stop what he was doing. He put his arms around Dean's neck and pressed against him as much as possible.

Dean moaned and felt pleasure rise through his body. He ran his hands up Castiel's back and held his shoulders. His wings lifted up so Dean wouldn't touch them on accident.

They kissed for a few moments before breaking again for air. They both smiled and laughed as they held each other close. Castiel shifted on Dean's lap slightly, sending a hot flare of desire through him and making him gasp.

"Careful, Cas." Dean grabbed his hips. He looked up at the angel and found it harder to breathe.

Castiel could tell how much Dean was affected by him straddling him and smirked. He put his hands on Dean's shoulders and lifted himself up to shift more onto Dean's lap.

A noise came from Dean's throat he hadn't heard before and he had to put his hands on the mattress to keep himself from falling onto his back. His breathing was shaky as Castiel leaned forward and kissed him again. In his current position he couldn't do anything but kiss back until Castiel leaned away.

'Happy Birthday, Dean.' Castiel smiled and carefully stood up.

Dean chuckled and shook his head. "Thanks, Cas." He sat up straight and quickly pulled his sheet over his lap to hide the fact that he had been very excited about the position Castiel had just been in.

Castiel sat on his mattress and looked at Dean. 'Are you going to tell your parents about what Rick's friends did tomorrow?'

He sighed, "Yeah, probably. If I wait much longer, they'll probably be angrier about it."

'Goodnight, Dean.'

"Goodnight, Cas." Dean turned off his lamp and they both soon fell asleep.

The next day, Dean told his parents about what had happened to him and Castiel. John was furious and didn't understand why Dean hadn't told him about it when it happened.

"There wasn't a lot you could do since we don't know who they were. Plus, Cas did a good job taking care of them himself."

Castiel looked at the floor to hide his smile. John looked at him. "Thank god he was there to help." Castiel looked at him. "Thank you for protecting my son, Castiel."

He felt a little self conscious after the compliment but nodded in thanks to John.

Mary smiled at the angel. "Yes, Cas, thank you. I'm so glad you're there and you can both look after each other."

Dean and Castiel shared a look and smile. "We try, mom."

They all quickly moved on and went about their day. Dean was helping his mom get lunch ready later that day and he was signing to Castiel from the kitchen to the living room.

Sam was sitting in the living room working on homework when he noticed Castiel signing animatedly. He looked up and saw Dean smiling and signing back. Sam smiled to himself and shook his head. He was glad that they had learned another way to communicate.

Dean had gotten so engrossed in his conversation with Castiel that he forgot what he was doing with Mary. She had to get his attention a couple times so nothing would burn.

Sam laughed from the living room. You would think that Dean and Castiel didn't spend every day together from how badly they seemed to need to keep talking to each other.

Dean left the kitchen when his part in lunch was done. He sat by Castiel and continued signing to him until he got up to use the bathroom.

Sam looked up from his notebook to talk to Dean once Castiel was out of the room. "So, you two seem to be getting along pretty well still."

Dean shrugged. "Yeah, why wouldn't we be?"

"I just thought you'd get sick of each other eventually since you spend all your free time together." Sam imagined that's how he'd feel if he spent that much time with his brother.

Dean shook his head. "No, that hasn't happened." He smiled when he thought of what they did in their spare time that the family didn't know about.

"Good. Considering how much you've both done for each other, I would hope you'd always get along and be close."

Dean nodded. He had given Sam a brief description of what he'd told their parents that morning. "Hopefully so. I don't see much changing anytime soon."

Sam shuffled his papers and leaned forward on the couch. "Given the way Castiel fought for you, I don't think he's going anywhere. That was typical behavior for an angel that's protecting their mate."

Dean stared at Sam briefly, mouth open slightly. He didn't snap out of the look until Sam looked at him. "Really? Well, you know I've taken a couple angel studies courses, Sam." Dean had stumbled over that sentence but he hoped it wasn't obvious how flustered he was suddenly.

"Right, then you know what I'm talking about." Sam smiled when Dean realized he'd fallen right into his trap.

Dean huffed and tried to act casual. "That's not what was going on. I was getting my ass handed to me and Cas helped."

"Sure, of course he did. He's just never gotten into any kind of fight with anyone before and then beats the crap out of three guys by himself without getting a scratch. I'm sure he would do that for anyone." Sam smiled and then picked up his book again as Castiel entered the room.

Dean was still looking at Sam when Castiel sat beside him on the couch. He must've had a strange look on his face because Castiel tapped his arm and asked him if he was okay. Dean told him he was fine.