Dean woke in the creaky motel bed. Cas's legs tangled were up in his, his head resting against Dean's firm chest. Dean smiled. His hunger had subsided, but he didn't want to let Cas go. Dean tightened his grip around his angel, snuggling his face into soft hair.
"Dean?"
Dean turned down to see Cas looking up at him, hi eyes big and blue. "You alright?" he asked, referring to the events the night before.
"You mean is my anal system in pain after you-"
"Yes!" Dean coughed, trying to stop Cas from his blunt habits.
"Well, I'm alright." Cas replied as he snuggled back into Dean's chest. "Are you still hungry?"
Dean chuckled, "No. It's subsided."
"Oh..." Cas's grip round Dean seemed more tense as he answered. "Did you mean what you said last night Dean?"
"Hmm?"
"Did you mean what you said? For was it just being desperate for sexual activity." Castiel was being blunt again.
"What are you talking about?" the hunter asked.
"Do you really love me?"
Still blunt. For a while, Dean was just lying there, his breathing heavy and his mind fairly blank. "Cas-"
"Dean, I'm an angel. I can tell if you're about to lie to me." Cas stated, upsetting Dean.
"No. I'm not gonna lie to you Cas. Look, I've never been in love." the hunter explained, "When I want sex I get it, I can't be in relationships because of the job I do, and I honestly can't say I've ever had that 'warm fuzzy feeling', but..."
"But?" the angel looked up at him again.
Dean cleared his throat, "But its different with you. I want to protect you, but not like how I feel for Sammy. I get jealous, and angry, and pretty barbaric when someone else touches you. I just-" Dean paused, his hesitation clear, but not disappointing, "I love you Castiel."
It had been a long time since Dean had called him Castiel. The angel's eyes went wide before he wrapped his arms around his hunter, and pulled him in for a deep kiss.