It'd been almost a month since Dean and his child-minded angel had defeated Famine and released everyone from his affects. Well... almost everyone.
Dean was still feeling hunger for Cas. Not just like he wanted to lightly kiss him or tell him how he felt, he was desperate for Cas. Dean wanted to grab him and throw him against a wall, rubbing himself all over the angel, letting his hands roam where he pleased, and his mouth taste every inch of him. The thought alone made him uncontrollably hard. Whenever he looked at the angel, the hunter started to undress him with his eyes. It had actually gotten Dean into a lot of trouble.
"Dean!" Castiel pressed his palm against the forehead of the large vessel the demon had taken over.
There was a sharp and beautiful light that burst from the demon's eyes and open mouth. After Castiel let the demon drop to the ground, lifelfess and limp, he turned his attention back to the hunter. "Dean WHAT are you doing?!"
Dean was taken back as the angel placed two fingers against his forehead. Their surroundings changed and Dean found himself back in the crummy motel room he and Sam had been staying at. It was supposed to be a regular in and out job. "I'm hunting demons! What else does it look like?"
"Dean! You went without Sam. There was no one to help you!"
"It was supposed to be a regular job with just a few demons." Dean retorted.
"It wasn't a regular job Dean! There was more danger then you understood!"
"Look Cas I just needed to clear my-" Dean walked towards the bed,
"YOU WERE ABOUT TO DIE!" Castiel was furious, it stopped Dean in his tracks.
Dean turned to look at Cas, who was panting a bit from all his yelling.
"Look Cas..." Dean started, not sure what he wanted to say.
"Dean. You would have died if Sam hadn't noticed the wind after you left the door open. He was frantic and called me."
I wanted to call you...
"I had to try and calm him down. His hugs are hurtful." Cas continued.
I want to hug you...
"Look Dean, whatever has been going on isn't-" Cas was interrupted by the heavy push against his lips as Dean slammed him up against the wall of the motel room.
The kiss was rough and needy, but Dean didn't care. He was RABID for Cas. Dean let his hands roam up and down the angel as he felt confused hands press against him. Cas finally relaxed and wrapped his arms around Dean's shoulders, pulling him a little closer, making the kiss more intense.
That was it for Dean. He was going to take Cas right then and there.