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Dean muffled Cas's moans with his mouth as hands roamed over the angel's body in a hungry frenzy. "Dean..?" Cas barely managed to breathe out in between a rabid string of kisses.

Dean paused only for a moment to answer his adorable angel, "At first, I thought this was just a Famine thing." Dean explained, "But, even after he was dead it was still there, in fact... It was even stronger."

Dean held onto the angel's hips protectively, his eyes lidded as he looked for a reaction, "I'm hungry for you Cas."

Castiel's eyes widened and the hands he had on Dean's broad shoulders tightened their grip. "You're hungry for me?"

"Rabid." Dean replied without hesitation, making the angel freeze up again.

"But... if it was Famine, then it would have worn off." Castiel assured.

"That's what I mean," Dean pushed Cas further against the wall, trapping him between his own body and the motel like a sandwich. "I want you so bad. But not because of Famine. I want you because I-" Dean stopped short.

It was so uncool to be the first to confess, but he was so into it now, he just didn't care. "I love you Cas."

That was it for the angel. Cas started attacking the hunter's lips, his arms sliding up to wrap around his neck. Dean lifted the angel's legs up and around himself, supporting him against the wall with two hands firmly gripping his arse. When the kissing became too intense, Dean broke free for air, leaving a puppy-dog type frown on Castiel's face.

"Dean..."

"Cas... Have you ever... you know?"

Cas's cheeks grew intensely red as he shook his head. Dean felt his pants tighten around his now throbbing erection. He was going to be Cas's first. His excitement grew even more, his hunger now a rabid craving. He needed the angel now. No acceptions, and no hesitations.

"D-Dean!?" Cas felt himself being lifted off the wall, he clutched at Dean's clothes, trying not to fall.

The hunter sluggishly crept over to the crummy motel bed, hating to let Cas go. He was enjoying the feeling of a clingy angel against him, holding on for dear life. When they finally reached the end of the bed, Dean crawled onto it with his knees, keeping Cas above him. Dean started to decend slowly, plopping the angel softly onto his back. Cas left his hands on the back of Dean's neck as the kissing started up again. Dean starting fumbling with their belts and buttons, eager to strip them both down to nothing. Eager to feel the naked angel against him. "Dean..." Cas moaned.

Dean palmed the angel's erection, enjoying the girly whimpers he was rewarded with. Finally, the shirts were off, dean's pants were still on but the shy little angel was wringling beneath him, probably uncomfortable being the only one fully naked. Dean groaned as he started to stroke both of them with his hand, enjoying Cas's lewd face and the feeling of their erections rubbing against one another. "D-Dean!" The angel cried.

Dean licked his lips, wanting more. He wasn't satisfied with just this. He zoomed off the bed and back, desperately searching through his bag for a bottle of lube.

Bingo.

When Dean took his position between Castiel's legs he started to drip some of it onto his fingers, needy. Ever so needy. When his fingers were slick enough, he slowly pushed the first digit into Cas, hesitating when the gasp he got in reply didn't seem pleasant. "You okay?" Dean asked.

"I'm fine... It's just strange."

Dean smiled and leaned down to kiss his soon to be lover, trying to distract him from the feeling of Dean's finger pushing slowly in and out of his hole. "D-Dean!" The angel cried, as the hunter added another finger. Then another, until he'd managed about four fingers. Dean was getting frustrated. There was supposed to be a magic spot hidden somewhere in there, he hadn't hit it yet. Dean kept trying until finally...

"DEAN!" Cas practically screamed. "What did you just do?!"

Dean smiled wickedly, quickly pushing against it in an experimental state. When his angel responded beautifully, Dean took the initatiave and positioned himself just over Cas. He gently pressed into the angel, kissing him vigorously when he yelped. Once Dean had made it all the way in, he pulled back slowly, he aimed with careful precision, then thrust back in with force. "DEAN!"

He'd hit that magic spot. But that still wasn't enough.