Thanks for the follows and such. I put sex here and more Cas stuff. Drunk Cas is fun to write
Cas's eyes scan Dean's soul searching idiotic ramblings.
He can't believe Dean is such an idiot, and kind and sweet, and loving, and really really stupid.
Cas looks at Dean across the small motel room, it feels like he is a thousand feet away and Cas just needs to be all over him now. Or 5 min ago when Dean threw him on the floor and praised whatever entity left in heaven that is against Cas having a boner resolved for interrupting.
Cas is still feeling a bit pissy about that. He strides over to Dean, and Dean looks down like he feels he might have to move out of the way so Cas can leave him. That just breaks his heart.
"We need to talk." Cas says this then grabs Dean by the neck, not hard, but just enough to get his attention. Then he kisses him hard, and moves his hand to hold Dean's jaw in place.
"Let's address these issues as they arise." Cas is using his "nono-I'm-not-drunk-serious-voice" but his eyes are having a hard time focusing.
"First youshould, aaahaamm (Cas clears his throat as he just blurred some words together). You Should thank Sam for this." He holds up the "therapy notebook" and waves it a bit. The air from the movement blows a bit of Dean's hair. Cas moves it again and is momentarily dumbstruck by how good Dean looks when being blown by wind. Then he thinks 'yeah blown… blow Dean…blowing Dean'
Cas freezes lost in thought about the first time he gave Dean a blowjob.
Dean's hands in Cas's hair holding him against his hard cock. Cas can still feel the way dean bends and moans and gives himself the Cas. Dean made all these pretty noises, and when Cas looks up he can see Dean's hair being blown by the wind from the windows that are rolled down in the Impala.
'NOISE' Cas thinks.
"Cas Um…" Dean was just about to ask what is up when Cas's face turns dark. "oh I don't make enough noise huh?!"
Cas backs up and puts up three fingers, the stops and looks at his hand, and then puts one finger down. "second, I don't make noise because the first time we had sex…Dean…Dean do you remember the first time we had sex?" Cas has some of that laughter in his eyes again.
Dean smiles, "Yeah Cas, it was in Mexico Beach Florida and it was reallyhot, not just you, but weather and"
"no not that time."
"What? That was the first ti" Cas cuts him off.
"no, look, it was, it was a time when we, we were at a hotel….
Flashback
Cas and Dean are making out on the couch, breathing heavy and pulling cloths off. Sam just left to get some dinner and would be right back. This was the day Sam started getting a new room.
Dean said, "I got an idea." Cas followed as Dean lead him into the shower. They turn on the water and take off each other's clothes. They are kissing and touching and the water is so warm and it feels so good on Cas's aching shoulders.
Riding in the car sucks, Cas has not perfected a good sitting position that makes his back not ach a bit.
There are suddenly soap suds and Dean is smirking when his hand reaches for Cas's cock. They slot their cocks together and Dean's hands wrap around them both, pulling and jerking in tandem. Cas groans and in that moment Dean hears the keys jingling loudly, Sam must have gotten a lot of food because he bangs into the room. Thank God Dean heard him.
Dean reaches up to Cas mouth and places one finger on his lips, "sshhhhhh" Dean kisses him and they move in and out of Deans strong hand. Cas comes first and Dean soon after. Quietly and kissing, laughing a bit at what they got away with, until they have to come out that is…
End flashback
"Really Cas, you haven't made noise because I shhhhh-ed you once? That was just because Sam was in the other room."
"When is Sam not in the other room?"
Dean stares a bit perplexed, Cas feels accomplished in his ability to stump Dean even when he is not-quite-smashed, but nice and tipsy. No really he is not smashed he just feels like he could float a bit, and sometimes has problems thinking. Its fine you don't know.
"And all the other things, the things, you, you Dean Winchester are stupid."
"This is not making me feel better Cas."
"I love you! I love you! I want to have sex with you! I take things overly literal! I love to have sex with you!" Cas has a focused look on his face, he has scrunched up his eyebrows to make a little worry line in the middle. Like he cannot understand how Dean could ever feel this way or question Cas's love.
"you youare are, you are mine and stupid. I do things because I want to, I want to love you andmake you feel good… this was third." He holds up three fingers.
Dean has to laugh, but Cas is not done.
"you drink a lot, and have emotional issues, you cuss and I like learning your colloquialisms. I approve of you I want you to feel that."
Dean is feeling a bit weird about this part, and doesn't know what colloquialisms mean, but it makes Cas smile again so that means Dean likes it.
"I love you, the way you are, and that is a bit fucked up, but so am I." Cas points to his chest, and wobbles a bit, he then grabs Deans shoulder.
"The sixth thing… I don't ever want you to think you don't deserve something, because you do deserve happiness, and I want that for you. I want to be a part of it, and I want to be happy to and you do that…you do that for me."
Dean is unsure where Cas got his counting from but he has never felt so relieved before.
"The fifth thing…" Dean rolls his eyes, Cas really can't count right now. "you want dirty talk… I don't know what that is… how do I do that?"
Dean smiles and just hugs Cas, wraps his arms around his waist and buries his head on his chest. Cas is a bit off balance and then hugs him back. "I love you Cas."
Cas moves Dean's head up and kisses Dean soft and sweet. Dean looks at Cas with soft eyes. Cas smiles lovingly and stokes his face. "Dean" "yes Cas"
"What the fuck is dirty talk? Do I need to say filthy words?"
"Something like that" Dean smiles and looks at Cas "I want to know what you want, what you are thinking, it doesn't have to be that dirty if you don't want to, I kinda like when you say fuck, but it doesn't have to. I can start if you want?"
Cas smiles, and kisses Dean hard this time. "Dean, I want you to fuck me."
"I can do that." Dean kisses Cas and they stumble backward to the bed, Cas moans. Dean looks at Cas as he tumbles on the bed, Dean stands, "I like that noise baby."
Dean takes his shirt off and pulls of Cas. Cas to his credit just did a speech to make Dean all better, and really just flops wherever Dean pulls and guides him. When the shirt some off he just falls back to the bed with a satisfied look on his face.
Dean pulls Cas's pants off, and grabs his cock with one hand, Cas moans. "you like that baby, what do you want me to do?"
"oh suck my cock."
Dean happily obliges. Dean does little kitten licks to Cas's hard cock. Then sucks on the head making little slurp sounds as he does.
"Don't …don't"
Dean stops "don't what"
"don't be a cock tease."
"where did you learn that word?"
"Pizza man."
Dean leans over to the night stand and gets out some lube. He puts some on his finger, while Cas lays on the bed and moans his name. God Dean is so glad for Sam's smartass gift.
Dean goes back to work. He gets down on his knees on the carpet and puts Cas's legs over his shoulders. He starts sucking in earnest. Cas is moaning and grabbing the sheets above his head. Dean moves his finger to Cas's hole and starts to circle. Cas moans louder.
"yes Dean Please."
Dean moves in one finger. He takes a break from Cas's cock "you like that baby, tell me what you like, tell me you want me what you want"
"oooohhhh"
"do you want my fingers in you, do you want me to fuck you with my fingers."
"YES, fuck me, stick your fingers in me"
Dean moves another finger inside Cas and starts to scissor him open. He works him in and out, takes his cock in his mouth and sucks hard.
Cas is losing control groaning and writhing. He moans Dean's name when Dean crooks his fingers just right against his sweet spot.
Cas is just now realizing how much better sex is when he doesn't have to hold back. It was good before, but he feels so free.
Just then Dean adds another finger. "ooooohhhhh" Cas is breathing heavy and sweating. "Oh fuck me Dean, Fuck me."
Dean moves off of Cas's cock and pulls his fingers out, "oh baby I love the noises you make."
Dean keeps Cas'a knees on his shoulders and gets off the floor. His rug burned knees touch the bed and he shoves into Cas's open waiting hole.
They set a punishing pace, Cas moaning Dean's name and Dean groaning with every thrust.
The cheap motel mattress starts to creak and bend. All the room is filled with sounds of their skin slapping and their heavy breathing.
"harder"
Dean goes harder
"faster"
Dean goes faster
"more"
Dean is pounding into Cas. Their sex is usually not rough or hard, it is not gentle either, but this is another level of hard.
Dean looks at his hands on Cas's hips and realizes his fingers will leave bruises, and Cas will wear them with pride. "More!"
"oh Dean fuck me, oh just like that."
Dean is close, he moves his hand over to Cas's cock and starts to stroke. Cas moans louder, and it get more gravelly as he grips the sheets behind him in white knuckle fists. As Cas is about to come he suddenly gets quiet again.
Dean looks at Cas and he has his eyes closed tight, mouth open in a silent scream. And Cas comes between them, his legs go clack on dean shoulders, and Dean comes deep in Cas. As he does Cas's moans again.
As they come down from their high, almost floating in feelings, blood rushing through their bodies, and last reminets of come leak out of their spent cocks, they hear a loud BANG BANG BANG
"Really guys, I can hear you through my ear plugs!"