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"Babe…wake up, we're here," Dean's soft voice pulled him slowly out of his nap. He peeked one eye open to peer up at him who was smiling affectionately. Cas groaned a little and rubbed his eyes trying to get rid of the lingering need to fall back asleep. Sitting up he peeked into the back seat, grinning at the tangled limbs of his sleeping friends.

After spending the morning cooking and opening presents with his friends they finally managed to say goodbye to Benny and Alfie. They climbed into the Impala and made the trip back home to spend the night. Gabe and Castiel had to return to work the day after Christmas, which sucked but hey, gotta make money.

"Wake up you two, we're home!" Cas cheered loudly snickering when Sam grumbled something that sounded like 'fuck you dude'.

"Come on, let's get inside before mom flips her shit," Dean laughed climbing out of the car. Cas smiled at his two friends before following Dean, taking his hand as they climbed up the porch steps.

"It's about time you guys got here!" Mary exclaimed coming through the front door. She grabbed the both of them and hugged tightly. Cas kissed her cheek and blushed a little when she grabbed his left hand.

"I'm so happy for you two," Mary said with a bright smile. Dean wrapped his arms around him and pulled him inside. They were about to pass the living room when a mass of red hair caught his eye.

"Mom?! What are you doing here?" Cas shouted tackling his mom. She let out a laugh as her arms wrapped around him.

"Mary called and told me you guys were coming down today. I haven't seen you in months, of course I'm going to be here," Anna said kissing his forehead. Cas loved his mom, she was his best friend (after Dean of course) and had always been there for him. His parents had broken up when he was in high school and he didn't hesitate in choosing his mom to live with. He loved his father but they never once got along…especially when Cas came out. Anna accepted it completely and still loved him where as his father wanted to get him help and his older brother wanted nothing to do with him.

That and they wanted to move Chicago…there was no way in hell he was leaving without his best friend so the decision was pretty easy. He hadn't spoken to either of them since then. He hated leaving his mom all alone when he left for college but her and Mary were like sisters so he didn't feel too guilty.

"I'm so glad you're here, I didn't think I'd get to see you…I know how busy you are with work," Cas said getting a little clingy with his mom. She laughed, making him join her on the couch. She pulled him in to rest his head on her shoulder as her fingers carded through his hair.

"Eh, they can manage without me for a day or two," Anna smiled.

"Hey mom, how are ya?" Dean asked smiling at them from the doorway. Cas's heart skipped a beat and he couldn't help the ridiculous smile on his face…he absolutely loved how Dean always called her mom as well.

"Good, I see you finally put a ring on the poor boy," Anna chuckled playing with the ring on his finger. Cas blushed and bit his lip to keep from giggling. His mother had all but screamed into the phone when he had called to tell her the news. He expected that more from Mary…

"Yeah, Yeah I know…enough with the whole 'time you two' sheesh…got enough grief from them," Dean teased as Sam and Gabriel finally managed to make their way into the house. Mary tackled Sam making the moose squeak as he caught her in his long arms. Gabe stood off to the side watching them with fondness but he was clearly uncomfortable. He often forgot that Gabe didn't share their history. He just became so ingrained in their friendship it was like he was always there. Cas bit his lip wanting to say something to ease his discomfort but John appeared out of nowhere and clapped Gabe on the shoulder.

"How are ya son? You taking care of Sammy?" he said and Gabe gave him a shy smile.

"Of course…and I'm good, how are you Mr. Winchester?" Gabe asked. Cas chuckled and pulled his head off his mom's shoulder. John snorted and shook his head.

"Boy, do not call me Mr….it's John…."

"Old Bastard seems to work too," Dean piped in ducking quickly from his father's hand.

"Nah, that's my name ya Idjit…about damn time you boys got here! Dean…Sam, get outside and help grill. You two help Mary in the kitchen," Bobby ordered before heading out back. Gabe stared at the man wide eyed and Cas had to cover his mouth to keep from laughing out loud.

Dean lounged back on the couch his feet propped up on the couch's arm. He was watching The Christmas Story with his dad and Bobby while drinking a beer. The others had stayed in the kitchen gossiping. He heard a roar of laughter and shook his head not wanting to know what they were even talking about. He felt a warm hand press on his shoulder and he glanced up to see bright blue eyes peering down at him.

"Hey," Dean said softly. Cas smiled joining him on the couch, lying his head down on his chest. Dean smiled and rubbed his free hand up and down his back. John glanced over at them; he could have sworn he saw a little smile on the old man's face.

Once the movie was over, everyone decided to go to bed. Cas said goodbye to his mom and then joined him up in his old bedroom. Dean stood in the middle of the room staring down at the very small twin size mattress.

"Um…think we can fit like old times?" Dean smirked. Cas rolled his eyes and walked over to their bag to change. They had managed to fit on the small bed when they were younger but now…there was no way in hell. He shook his head as he stripped down to his boxers then dove onto the bed.

"Oh man…so do not miss this thing," Dean groaned. Cas chuckled walking over to him once he was in his pjs. He looked up at him and bit his lip; Cas looked incredibly sexy. His loose fitting pj pants hung dangerously low showing off the hipbones he loved to lick and nibble on. His skin was slowly loosing its tan and becoming mouthwatering pale. Glasses framed his face while his hair was sticking out in every direction. Wishing he had a camera to capture Cas in this moment.

"I know…nothing like your glorious memory foam at home," Cas snickered. He took off his glasses letting them drop down on the nightstand. Dean moved to press his back against the wall and opened his arms to him. He grinned and bit his lip as he crawled in, pressing his entire body against Dean's

"Mmm, you're so warm," Dean moaned kissing his forehead. No matter how cold it was Cas was like his own personal heater. He loved to use that as an excuse to just cuddle with him in public. Cas nuzzled his face against his chest and Dean smiled pulling the covers over them.

He had no idea how long they slept when Cas bolted up right whimpering. Dean slowly woke up to hear Cas panting softly, his body rocking back and forth.

"Baby what's wrong?" Dean asked sitting up quickly.

"Fucking cramp…uuuugh," Cas groaned trying to massage the bunched up muscle in his leg. Dean frowned and moved to sit at the bottom of the bed. Very gently he put his fingers into his calf and began to massage it. Cas hissed holding his breath until the cramp finally loosened up.

"You ok?" Dean asked his fingers still moving against his skin. Cas bit his lip and nodded before collapsing back onto the bed. Dean grinned at the slight tent in his pj pants. Smirking to himself he allowed his hands to slowly move up his leg.

"Dean…" Cas warned raising his head to give him a playful glare. Dean just grinned at him, his fingers moving higher up his thigh.

"Just making sure your leg is all relaxed…don't want another cramp," Dean said. Cas swallowed hard and bit his lip when his fingers just barely grazed his hardening dick.

"If anything you're going to make it cramp up again," Cas huffed rising up on his elbows. Dean shrugged and bent down to kiss his knee.

"Well if it happens, I'll be here to help out," Dean grinned, chuckling as Cas smacked his shoulder. He hooked his fingers into the elastic of his pants, pulling them down a little roughly. Cas's breath hitched and his hips raised so Dean could yank them off.

"Dean…we can't do this here…your parents are right upstairs," Cas giggled biting down on his lip to keep from moaning. Dean licked up his shaft slowly, just barely brushing his lips along his tip.

"Sure we can…we're making up for the naughty things we didn't do in high school…something I will always regret," Dean sighed dramatically, his tongue flicking out to tease his slit. Cas's back arched off the bed and licked his dry lips.

"Well…wanna pretend we're back in high school then?" Cas asked and Dean's head shot up to stare at him.

"For real?" Dean asked a little too excitedly. Cas chuckled and nodded, pulling him up by his hair.

"What would you have done Dean, if you came over to my house one day and caught me masturbating…calling out your name?" Cas whispered making Dean groan. That was something he had fantasized about when they were younger but the other way around.

"Fuck…ok…we're doing this right though baby," Dean grinned getting up and going into his closest to pull on something he would have worn back then. Cas giggled and caught a pair of his own skinny jeans.

"Oh my god…I can't believe these are still in there…I don't think I'll even fit into these anymore!" Cas pouted. He pulled them on and surprisingly he was able to button them up.

"Ok…do we need a safe word or anything?" Dean laughed and Cas shook his head his cheeks turning a bright pink. He licked his dry lips before swooping down to kiss him deeply, shuddering at the taste of his tongue.

"Go or I won't be able to get into character," Cas giggled pushing him away playfully. Dean yanked himself away and left the room as quietly as he could. He knew they could be pretty loud without waking up his parents…and Sammy well…he could just deal with it. He leaned against the wall and tried to recall how he would truly react to seeing Cas this way.

After waiting a few minutes he could faintly hear soft moans coming from the room. He gave himself a mental shake and bit his lip before slowly opening the door. Fingers tightened around the doorknob at the mere sight of a very debauched Cas. Head thrown back, hand down the front of his skinny jeans. There was a picture near him and Dean covered his mouth to keep from chuckling.

He knew which one it was…it was right after he realized how badly he wanted his best friend and he managed to talk him into getting in the photo booth at the mall with him. Dean thought he was being sneaky biting at his friend's neck but what the picture didn't show was the brief touch of his tongue against his skin. Cas had shuddered and that look on his face was forever captured on the picture. The next day he got it enlarged and framed up only to hide it under his mattress next to his porno mags.

"Fuck Dean…right there baby," Cas moaned softly snapping Dean's attention back to the present. His hand was moving in a slow rhythm, thumb sliding over his slit with each up stroke. Dean's mouth watered and he had to clutch onto the doorframe to keep from making any noise. When Cas let out a strangled whimper Dean knew it was time to interrupt.

"Hey Cas….dude what the hell are you doing?" Dean whispered 'angrily'. Cas's hand shot out of his pants and he stood up, backing away from him quickly.

"Shit…Dean…I um…you weren't supposed to see that…why are you here?" Cas asked his voice shaking a bit. Dean swallowed hard…god it was like they were really back in high school all the sudden. He threw down his jacket and closed the door quietly.

"Well I thought we were hanging out tonight," Dean huffed glancing down at the picture. He raised his brow at him snatching up the frame.

"Were you honestly touching yourself…thinking about me?" Dean asked glaring at him a little. Cas dropped his gaze, his fingers picking at his nails.

"I….uh…" Cas stammered and Dean took a few steps towards him, leaving only a few inches between their bodies. Cas took in a quick breath and tried to back up but his ass hit the desk.

"Spit it out Cas…" Dean asked again, his voice dropping an octave. Cas's body shuddered, his hands reaching out sub consciously.

"Dean please…I'm sorry please don't be mad," Cas begged with him. Dean slowly let his scowl melt into a devious grin.

"Tell me honestly then Cas…when you touch yourself, do you wish it was my tongue instead of your fingers on your cock?" Dean whispered, his body closing the distance between them. His friend let out a gasp, his fingers gripping onto the desk tightly.

"Of course not…Dean come on," Cas tried but the blush in his face made it so obvious. He leaned forward putting his hands on the desk, Cas held his breath as he bent back away from him.

"You sure? Cause I think you do…. I think you fantasize about fucking into my mouth…my lips tightening around you, sucking your cum into mouth," Dean groaned and Cas whimpered, his hands reaching out to grip onto Dean's waist, pulling him hard against himself.

"Fuck Dean…yes…I think about all those things," Cas moaned as Dean rolled his hips a little.

"That's what I thought…what would you say if I told you I dream about the same thing? About feeling this," Dean's hand disappeared into Cas's pants to grip onto him, "Filling my mouth?" Cas let out a strangled whine and spread his legs a little to let Dean in closer.

"Oh god! Dean…please," Cas begged. Dean grinned down at him, his hands moving around to grip his ass. Effortlessly he picked him up and set him down on the almost completely bare desk. Dean nipped at his lips until they parted in a soft moan. He took that opportunity to slide his tongue just barely past his lips, flicking his top teeth.

Cas shuddered again his fingers finding their way to the back of his hair, yanking him down into a brutal kiss. Their tongues tangled together as Dean pulled his hips forward to press firmly against his own. He began to grind hard against him, Cas had to pull back to gasp out a moan.

"Shit Cas…you want me to baby?" Dean moaned into his ear and Cas nodded frantically, raising his hips so he could yank down his pants. Sinking down to his knees he traced the vein with his tongue, flicking at the tip teasingly.

"Oh my god Dean," Cas whimpered, fingers finding their way into his hair again.

"Better than what you imagined?" Dean grinned up at him and before he could even answer he took him completely into his mouth, sucking greedily at the hard flesh. Cas let out a whine, his hips bucking up a little. Dean's hand traced up his sides as he took him deeper into his mouth, the tip of him sliding down into his throat.

"Dean! Oh fuck!" Cas cried out quickly covering his mouth with his free hand. Dean moaned swallowing around him. God how he loved this, he never would get tired of it, the feeling of Cas filling his mouth. It felt so damn good to take him even deeper, letting him slide into his throat. He always talked a bit rough afterwards but fuck it was worth it.

"I'm…I'm going to cum Dean…" Cas moaned and Dean pulled off with a loud pop.

"Fuck my mouth baby…I know you want too," Dean grinned and sucked him down again, hallowing out his cheeks to make it even tighter. Cas moaned and started moving his hips both of them letting out obscene moans at how amazing it felt. Dean's hand brushed over the tight muscle of his stomach and felt it jerk under his fingers. He moaned around him again and damn near came himself when his mouth filled with Cas's seed. He swallowed all of it but made a show to clean him up at anything that spilled.

"Dean…oh my god…that…fuck," Cas moaned, his body trembling with the after shocks. Dean stood up and licked at his mouth, moaning when his lips parted to let him in.

"Pretty good eh?" Dean smirked and Cas shot him a shy smile.

"Damn good…" Cas said his eyes trailing down his chest to his very tight pants. He swallowed down a moan when those long fingers traced his zipper.

"Can…Can I return the favor?" he asked with wide eyes.

"Only if you really want too," Dean whispered pressing his nose into Cas's hair inhaling the sweet scent of his best friend.

"Hell yes," Dean yelped when he was suddenly shoved onto the bed, laughing when the springs protested loudly. Cas clambered on top of him kissing him messily.

"Seems I have to teach you how to kiss too huh?' Dean grinned and Cas's 'character' dropped for a brief second to give him a teasing grin.

"Well…I've never kissed anyone before you," Cas pouted and started to pull away but Dean snatched his wrist yanking him back down.

"Hey, did I say I minded?" Dean asked and Cas shook his head. He smiled and rolled them over, wincing when his shoulder smacked into the wall. Cas pressed his lips together to keep from cracking up. Dean rolled his eyes before grabbing the bottom of his shirt and peeled it off. He cupped one side of his face and brought their lips together softly. Slowly he took the kiss from chaste to frantic; teeth nipping at lips and tongues clashing, fighting against each other for dominance. Dean lost himself completely in the warmth and sensual feeling of being completely pressed against Cas sharing very wet open mouth kisses.

"Mmm, that's it baby," Dean groaned when Cas's knees bent up to press their crotches against each other making him roll down hard. His fingers found their way into dark locks and pulled to move his head at a different angle to thrust his tongue deep into that eager mouth. Cas whimpered under him his hips canting up again as Dean's came down.

"I…I thought you wanted me to repay you?" Cas stammered, his eyes blown out so that only a very thin ring of blue was visible. Dean shuddered as one of his hands moved up and down soft pale skin.

"Oh I still want that but…. god I can't get enough of your damn mouth," Dean groaned before attacking him again, his heart swelling at the quiet giggle Cas let out.

"Dean…roll over, I want you in mouth," he moaned. Dean pressed their foreheads together to catch his breath before carefully switching places. Cas straddled his legs, his fingers pressing down into his thighs as they traveled up his pants.

"Tell me this won't be just tonight…" Cas said and Dean caught the very real vulnerability in his voice. He sat up to cup his face and kissed him tenderly.

"I want you forever Cas," He promised and Cas smiled brightly at him, shoving him back down on the bed. Without another word his pants were being yanked down and he stifled a snicker as his hips lifted to help getting them off.

"God you're beautiful," Cas moaned licking his dry lips. Dean's heart stuttered and he had to close his eyes to calm it down just a bit. These small things were one of the thousands of reasons why he loved and cherished Castiel so much. Just one simple word and Dean knew without a doubt that he meant it with every fiber of his being.

A warm palm made its way down his chest and gripped his throbbing cock tightly, slowly moving from the base to the tip. Dean's head pressed into the pillows and moaned, his fingers fisting the sheets. He felt the bed move and opened his eyes to see Cas grinning at him, his mouth hovering just a few inches above his leaking tip.

"Cas please," Dean heard himself beg loving how a shudder went through Cas's spine. He gave him one more grin before flicking his tongue out at the dripping pre cum, moaning lewdly at the taste. Dean held his breath when those lips finally wrapped around him, sliding down to incase him in wet heat.

"Shiiiit," Dean groaned his back arching off the bed just a bit. Cas kept going until he was completely inside his mouth and Dean let out a very embarrassing choked sound when he felt the back of his throat. Cas moaned around him, those heated blue eyes rolling to look up at him.

"Cas…oh fuck Cas! God I am so not going to last very long," He panted heavily. Cas sucked hard as he pulled off of him, the tip of his tongue dipping into his slit to pull out more pre cum.

"Fuck my mouth Dean," Cas demanded and Dean's mind went completely mush as his hips rocked up into those hungry lips. Cas moaned loudly and the wet sucking noises were driving Dean even crazier. His fingers found his hair once more but didn't pull or push on him. Just when he was about to loose it Cas pulled off of him and Dean couldn't contain the loud whine that left his throat. Raising his head up his eyes opened wide when Cas sucked on his middle finger.

"Cas…" Dean gasped for air and fell back onto the bed when those lips wrapped back around him. The wet finger circled his hole and Dean tensed a little, never having anything near there before. He looked down into Cas's eyes and let his body relax as much as he was able…there was only so much a man could do while be deep throated! Cas's free hand rubbed his stomach while the other breached the first rim of muscle. Dean bit his lip and winced but tried to breathe through the slow slide of his finger.

"Fuck Cas!" Dean quickly covered his mouth to quiet his shout when his prostate was brushed for the first time. His entire body was trembling and he really couldn't hold on for much longer. He let out a strangled whimper when Cas massaged his prostate, his body bucking off the bed as he exploded into his mouth. There was a loud keening noise and it was after his vision finally came back that he realized that it was coming from him. Cas licked at his softening cock and beamed up at him with a huge smile.

"Oh…my…fucking god," Dean panted pulling his lover roughly on top of him, smashing their lips together hungrily. Cas sucked on his bottom lip just before pulling away.

"I take it you liked that huh?" Cas chuckled. Dean blinked a few times before giving him a goofy smile.

"Fuck yeah I did Kit…shit," Dean wiped at his face and let out a long breath. Cas reached over to snatch up his shirt to clean them off before snuggling into Dean as the covers were pulled up to their chins.

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