I get high on U
I'm on fire over U
And I can't let U go
I can't let U go

I got love on the rise
And I burn like a fire
Got my eye on the prize
Got love in my sights
And I can't let U go
I can't let U go

Give me no reasons
Give me no rhymes
Give me that feelin'
All of the time

Cas frowned, he could feel someone staring at him…and it wasn't pleasant. If it belonged to Dean, he'd welcome him with a teasing grin…but it didn't. He glanced up and confirmed his suspicions…it was that smarmy asshole Crowley from his world mythology class. He was pretty sure that he was only in that class to plot world domination. Cas rolled his eyes and put his focus back onto his laptop. He needed to get this research done before they all went out tonight for Gabe's birthday.

"Castiel right?" He looked up to see Crowley's sneering face a little close for comfort. Cas backed away and stared at him.

"Um…yes? Can I help you?"

"I'm not exactly sure…I saw you sitting here by yourself and wanted to come over to say Hello…we share a class together yes?" Crowley asked and Cas felt his skin crawl a bit. He felt a bit bad though, the guy had done nothing ill towards him…just gave him a really queasy feeling in his stomach.

"Oh…well…hello. I'm just doing some research for my paper in psychology," Cas replied with a forced smile. Crowley grinned and moved to sit at the empty chair next to him. Cas groaned inwardly and tried to focus on his paper…he only needed a few more sources and he would be done with at least the first portion of this project.

"So Castiel…tell me about yourself?" Crowley asked and Cas paused, turning to face the guy next to him.

"I don't mean to be rude but I am trying to get some work done…and honestly…my boyfriend would get really pissed with how close your sitting…and your arm on the back of my chair," Cas swallowed hard watching said hand working it's way across his seat. Crowley let out a hearty laugh.

"Oh that's rich… and where is this macho boyfriend of yours?" Crowley sneered inching closer to Cas.

"Right here douche bag…back…the…fuck…off," Cas spun in his seat and felt a wave of relief seeing Dean there. And boy he was pissed…face red and breathing harshly. He watched his boyfriend set his books gently on the table, not tearing his eyes away from Crowley.

"Just trying to have a conversation with the lad…don't need to get all territorial," Crowley teased leaning in a little closer to Cas. Before he could register what happened, Dean was a blur of motion. He grabbed the front of Crowley's shirt and ripped him out of the chair, shoving him hard into the wall.

"He's mine asshole…"

"Does he like these macho displays of yours?" Crowley tried to tease. Cas stood up and leaned against the table to watch. Dean looked at him over his shoulder and Cas gave him a knowing smirk.

"You bet your ass he does…he fucking craves it…now if I see you near him again…I'll rip your dick off," Dean said with a grin, pushing hard away from Crowley. He looked between them and shook his head before storming off. Cas snickered and scooted up to sit on the table, opening his legs for Dean to stand in between.

"Who the hell was that?" Dean asked as Cas traced his hands along his puffed up chest, trying to get him to calm down. Though he hated to see Dean angry…he really did love how possessive Dean was of him…as pathetic as it sounded he always felt wanted and…precious. He never got abusive with it nor did he ever try to make Cas stop being friends with certain people…even if they flirted a little too much for comfort. Mainly Balthazar. He knew it drove Dean crazy still being friends with him but he also knew Dean trusted him.

"Just some asshole in one of my classes…he has never once tried to talk to me until just now…ugh he was creepy. I'm really glad you showed up when you did," Cas said with a smile, kissing Dean's chin.

"So…it doesn't bother you that I get all protective?" Dean asked with a nervous bite of his lip. Cas palmed the side of Dean's face and smiled.

"Of course not…it shows that you love me…and hell…you've been protective over me since…forever. I'm used to you beating at your chest to get people to run," Cas teased. Dean barked out a laugh and kissed his forehead.

"No one messes with my Kit," Dean whispered and kissed him, Cas opened his mouth at the touch of his tongue. He sighed softly when they met, the wet muscle sliding along each other.

"Guys…really…come on!" Cas heard Sam whine and he pulled away with a little laugh. Dean blushed but caught his lips for one more brief kiss. Cas couldn't let him go just yet…the need to be in constant contact with him was over bearing…and it had started just last night. He loved him and often craved Dean but lately…it's been a searing need to touch him and be held. He had no idea what it was and it kind of scared him. Dean hated clingy people.

Cas bit his lip and wrapped his arms around Dean's middle, resting his chin on his chest. Dean gazed down at him with such a warm expression…it eased his worry just a bit.

"You ok baby/" He asked softly and Cas sighed…of course he would notice…Cas lowered his eyes and shrugged, making himself pull away from Dean. He looked over at Sam who was piling his own school stuff on the table. He felt a warm hand on his face, turning him to meet those amazing green eyes.

"Hey…talk to me…what's wrong?" Dean asked, glancing over at his brother. He jerked his head to the side and Cas heard Sam grumble something before stalking off to find a book.

"Dean it's nothing I promise…I just…ugh…ever since last night I just have this over whelming need to practically sucker myself to you…and I know how much you hate clingy people," Cas scowled when he heard the whine in his voice. Dean closed his eyes and shook his head, leaning down to kiss him.

"Castiel Novak…if you were someone else…. someone I haven't known my entire life…then yeah I'd be running away screaming. But I'm not…and as weird as it sounds…I'm actually enjoying you being touchy and clingy…probably as much as you love me getting all territorial," Dean laughed running his fingers through his hair and pulling his head back gently to kiss his neck…right at the mark he left the night before. Cas sighed with content at the brief contact.

It was at that moment it all clicked together…and he felt kind of stupid not realizing it before. He let out a dry laugh and rubbed his forehead. Dean pulled away and gave him a look.

"Dean…I know why and…no matter how I say it…it's gonna come out all wrong and weird…In all of your relationships…including…her…no one has ever let you stake claim on…no one has ever let you…dominate them completely. Getting a little kinky isn't the same. That's why they never worked. I've never trusted anyone to do even the little rough things you do…but it's all I've ever wanted was someone to claim me as theirs…in and out of bed," Cas explained with a deep blush. Dean stared at him for a moment and let out his own laugh.

"Well…shit…ok then," Dean smirked at him and Cas felt his heart speed up.

"You guys done being all gross now?" Sam complained walking back over. Cas rolled his eyes and hopped off the table, moving back into his original seat. Dean sat next to him and threw something at Sam's face.

"Not my fault you can't kinky with Gabe," Dean muttered and Cas's eyes grew wide, his entire body went rigid.

"…. excuse me?" Sam choked out. Dean smirked at his younger brother and Cas covered his face.

"Sammy…it's ok…you can talk to us…why such prude behavior in the bedroom?" Dean teased again and Cas just tried to hide in his chair.

"Wait…Gabe…he told you?! That fucking…"

"He didn't tell me shit…but I gotta ask little brother…you seemed a little freaky at the club…what's goin on?"

"I can't talk to you about this! I have to go," Sam gasped and Cas looked up to see him throwing his stuff back in his bag. Dean jumped up and made Sam sit back down.

"What do you mean you can't talk to me? Of course you can…" Dean said, Cas was proud to hear all the teasing draining from his voice. He bit his lip as Sam glanced over at him and blushed.

"I…don't…know how…. Gabe wants to try new stuff and I just freak out…" Sam finally confessed covering his face with his hands. Dean stared at him and then looked at Cas with confusion.

"So...ok…what?" Dean bit out, slumping down in the chair next to Sam. The youngest finally took his hands away and sighed heavily.

"This is going to sound…really bad…." Sam bit his lip and Cas reached out to grasp his wrist.

"Whatever you have to say we won't look down at you for…you can't get anymore depraved than us…" Cas laughed and Dean nodded.

"Oh yeah? What's the worst you two have ever done?" Sam asked mockingly.

"I chased Cas through the woods and pinned him down like an animal and fucked him with no mercy while calling him Kitty," Dean said with no shame and Cas slapped his hands over his face. Sam made a choking sound and started to laugh.

"Your turn Cas," Dean smirked at him and Cas wanted to kill him.

"Ugh…ok…I wore panties last night and let Dean dominate me completely," Cas blushed crimson but was glad when he saw the tension leak out of Sam's face.

"Now spill…" Dean ordered.

"Ok…it's…really awkward trying to do…dirty things with Gabe…but when we were at the club…and you two were there…it was easy…and I loved it," Sam confessed and Cas's mouth dropped open.

"My kid brother is more of a perv than I am…voyeurism…I'm so proud," Dean laughed pulling Sam into a headlock. Cas just stared at them.

"So wait…you'd get off with me and Dean in the same room…"

"I don't know…I wouldn't want you two to join or anything…. I love you Dean but not that much…but if I knew you guys were watching…" Sam shuddered and Cas understood.

"Well…tonight's gonna be interesting to say in the least…you have to talk to Gabe though…" Cas said pointing his finger at Sam.

"No…let me…. oh please can I?" Dean begged and both Sam and Cas cracked up.

Gabe pulled on his tight low-rise jeans, bending over in the mirror to look at his own ass. He grinned at how snug the pants were and straightened up to pull on a burgundy shirt that was a size to small. He knew how much Sam loved his chest and stomach. And he worked so hard over the year to get it all toned…he was proud to show it off.

It was his birthday and he was going to flaunt and enjoy it. He unwrapped a blow pop and sighed contentedly…candy was second to his favorite things…having sex with Sam was number one. He didn't care if they never had adventurous sex…he loved being with that man.

Just the mere thought made him smile brighter and feel giddy…he would be home soon…and then they'd go out to his favorite club. Gabe grinned at himself in the mirror one more time before leaving their room, jumping with a shout when he saw Sam, Cas and Dean in the kitchen.

"You're home early!" Gabe said with a bright smile. Sam looked at him shyly and leaned down to kiss him, Gabe wrapped his arms around his middle, pulling him closer.

Gabe opened his eyes and peeked at the other two who were smiling smugly. He tried to push it away and focus on Sam but he couldn't, gently breaking the kiss.

"I'm gonna jump in the shower," Sam said softly before heading towards the bathroom. Gabe turned and stared at his two friends.

"Ok…what's going on?" Gabe asked raising a brow. Cas eyed Dean and shook his head, raising his hands he walked out of the kitchen. Gabe watched him and then turned to Dean, getting extremely nervous.

"Dean…" Gabe walked closer to him and frowned.

"It's not bad Gabe…promise. We just had a discussion and…. it was entertaining…" Dean smirked and Gabe let out the breath he was holding.

"Ok…what was it you guys 'discussed' then?" Gabe asked crossing his arms. Behind him he heard the TV being turned on.

"Oh…just about you and Sam…and why Sam can't get a little freaky with you," Dean smirked and Gabe stared at him wide eyed.

"He actually…told you…he talked to you two but not me?" Gabe asked and shook his head, rubbing his face hard. He felt Dean's hands grab around his wrists and pull them away.

"Hey…don't do that. He only told me because I made him and Cas only knows cause he was stuck with me…so don't even think about going to that little pity party you're about to throw yourself…I will bitch slap you so hard…even if it is your birthday. He wants to Gabe…he really does. He's scared and feels all kinds of awkward…but…for some reason it goes away when there are other people in the room…or me and Cas…. sorry midget but you got a perverted little shit for a boyfriend…." Dean smirked and Gabe felt his entire body go stock-still. Dean's words pouring over him and he barked out a laugh.

"I guess it runs in the family huh Dean-O?" Gabe grinned up at him. Dean returned it and winked, joining Cas in the next room.

Dean groaned as another "hit song" blared through the speakers. He grabbed up a shot and poured it down his throat. Cas was on the floor dancing with his brother and Gabe…and once again Dean found himself moping at their booth with a few shots of alcohol. His eyes narrowed as a familiar Brit made his way closer to them, joining in on their dancing. Cas looked up at Balthazar and grinned, giving him a hug. Dean felt his jaw clench when Balthazar lingered a bit too much, his hand sliding to the small of Cas's back.

It was his own fault and he knew it, he should be out there with him but…Dean jumped up when Balthazar moved behind Cas, dancing with him. His boyfriend glanced over at Dean and smirked, leaning back to move with Balz. His hands clenched into fists and moved his head to crack his neck, trying to ease some of the tension. Every ounce of control he had left cracked when Balz's hand snaked low on Cas's hip and pull back. Before Dean could even argue with himself, he strode over to them, pushing Balz away from Cas.

"What the fuck man!" Dean growled getting even more pissed off when Balz just grinned at him. He felt Cas's fingers wrap around his wrist and he let him pull him back.

Cas's other hand ran up and down his chest, trying to calm him but Dean couldn't, he pushed his hand through his hair holding his breath. He loved Cas and he wanted him to feel free and be friends with whoever he wanted but…he really did not like that he had a history with that douche…

"Dean…Dean!" He heard Cas shout and he finally opened his eyes to be engulfed in electric blue. Cas stared up at him and smiled, pulling him down to meet his lips. Dean felt his body relax and melt into him, wrapping his arms tightly around his boyfriend.

"About damn time bro!" Sam shouted over the music and Dean looked up at his grinning brother. Dean shook his head and kissed Cas's neck before pulling away just enough to gaze down at him. Cas was still smiling up at him and Dean felt completely foolish for acting the way he did. He turned in his arms and leaned his head back against Dean's shoulder, moving their bodies to the music.

When the next song came on, Gabe gestured for all of them to follow.

"So…I got a private room upstairs…lets go," Gabe grinned with a wink. Dean caught the heated look on Sam's face and felt himself smirk. He took hold of Cas's hand, following his friends and brother up the stairs to the secluded rooms. It had two extremely cushy couches on both side and a small balcony that over looked the dancers underneath. It was covered with a sheet of gauzy fabric, offering privacy from prying eyes. The music was still pretty loud but it didn't bother Dean so much anymore, which he was thankful for. Dean peeled off his leather jacket, tossing it on one of the couches before plopping down. Gabe sat across from him, giving him a knowing smirk.

Cas walked over to the balcony and gazed down, his hips moving slightly to the beat. Dean watched him with a grin, his hand resting on the inside of his thigh.

"Well…it's my birthday…and Sammy…you owe me a lap dance," Gabe smirked and Sam let out a nervous laugh. Cas looked over his shoulder at them all, snickering softly to himself.

"I…don't know…"Sam shook his head and Dean saw him swallow hard. He bit his lip and crooked his finger at his boyfriend. He could feel Sam's eyes on them when Cas slinked his way over, climbing up on the couch on his hands on knees, crawling over to Dean. He pushed his fingers through Cas's hair, pulling him into a heated kiss, slowly pushing his tongue against his lips.

"Don't be nervous Sam…it's fun," Cas groaned moving slowly to straddle Dean's waist, leaning back with his hands resting on his knees.

"Come here Sam," Dean heard Gabe groan out. He tore his eyes from Cas, grinning when Sam finally joined Gabe on the other couch. Dean's hands moved up Cas's legs and stomach, pulling him so their erections would rub against each other.

"Dean…" Cas chuckled, grinding down on him. Dean bit his lip and let his head loll back, his eyes closing. He knew he should feel weird…or even grossed out but he couldn't find it anywhere inside of him. Cas's lips trailed up his neck and bit down on his ear and Dean opened his eyes, glancing over at his brother and Gabe.

Gabe's hands were fisted in the back of Sam's shirt as their hips ground against each other. Dean reached up and pulled back on Cas's hair, sucking on the exposed skin. Cas moaned, his hips moving a bit harder. Dean grinned at him before moving, laying back on the couch so Cas could sit above him.

"De!" Cas giggled and pressed his hands against his chest, ripping his shirt open, buttons flying everywhere.

"What the hell Kit!" Dean laughed and Cas smacked him playfully on the stomach.

"Payback…you still owe me a shirt by the way," Cas grinned, leaning down to kiss at his chest. Dean laughed and arched his back a little, licking his dry lips.

"Oh fuck Sammy," He heard Gabe moan loudly and Dean smirked, pulling Cas down to kiss him deeply, shoving his tongue into his mouth. Cas moaned, laying down completely on him, his hips still rolling against his own.

"I think it's working," Cas whispered in his ear, Dean laughed a little and glanced over again. Sam had Gabe pinned down on the couch, his hands pinning Gabe's down and Dean couldn't see but he was sure Sam's hand was in the others pants, both of them were moaning softly.

"Mmm…I think it is Kit…is it bad that it's not freaking me out?" Dean asked cupping Cas's face.

"Maybe to someone who isn't us," Cas grinned glancing at the other couple as well. Dean pulled him down again and kissed him, thrusting his tongue back into Cas's mouth; sliding his hand down to palm Cas's erection through his jeans.

"Mmm, Dean…" Cas bit his lip, pushing his hips faster. Dean pushed up and changed positions with him again, laying over him. He knew he was pushing it but he didn't care, he kissed down Cas's chest. Pulling up his shirt he licked and nipped at his skin, reaching down to undo his pants.

Cas took in a sharp breath as Dean pulled Cas out of his pants, slipping him into his mouth. It had been awhile since he had Cas this way, filling his mouth completely, pre cum dripping down his throat. His fingers wrapped around the base of his cock as he slowly pulled off with a hard suck. Cas moaned loudly, throwing his head back against the couch.

Dean flicked his tongue out against the slit of his cock, lapping up the pre cum steadily streaming out. He let out a hungry moan before sucking his dick into his mouth.

"Oh fuck…Gabe…wow," he heard Sam moan and Dean shuddered, bobbing his a little faster.

"Dean…fuck I am so close…mmm baby," Cas moaned threading his fingers through his hair, pulling just a bit.

"Fuck my mouth Cas…I know you want too," Dean snickered. His hand let go of his dick and swallowed him down again until the tip pressed against his throat. Cas let out a cry and began to thrust his hips up. His hand held him in place as his hips picked up speed. Dean felt his entire body relax and open up to Cas, letting his cock slide into his throat. Cas cried out again and Dean opened his eyes to watch him tremble just before exploding into his mouth. He moaned around him, swallowing every last drop.

After making sure Cas was clean, he glanced over at a very spent Gabe and Cas, starring at them with wide eyes, softly chuckling to themselves. Dean smirked and crawled up to Cas, kissing him slowly, letting him taste himself off his tongue.

"Oh…happy birthday to me," Gabe snickered.