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Chapter 3
Cas wakes up bright and early on Monday. He smiles slightly as he remembers his dream. It was of the green eyed man. Ever since seeing him at the diner on Saturday, he's been invading Cas's dreams. Castiel didn't mind though, it kept him from having his usual nightmare.
Glancing over at his clock, Cas realizes he woke up almost an hour too early.
"Wow," he thinks to himself, "I really did sleep well."
Lazily, Cas climbs out of bed and stretches his hands into the air yawning. He feels his back pop and sighs with relief. It's been awhile since he last went for a nice long run and having so much extra time, Cas goes over to his draw and pulls on some tight running shorts that he knows makes his ass look amazing and a loose t-shirt.
Brightly Cas makes his way to the front door. He leans against the door stretching out his calf muscles and his thighs, moaning at the wonderful feeling. It has been way too long since he last worked out. After stretching, Cas jogs out lightly, letting the door swing shut behind him.
Happily, he makes his way out to the street, starting at a slow jog but soon picking up the pace. Soon Cas laughs with joy even though he's breathing is hard. Adrenaline is pumping through him as his muscular legs pump fast carrying him across the asphalt. Hungrily, Cas pushes himself faster, feeling like he's almost flying across the ground.
All too soon it seemed like, Cas is back at his apartment, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his face. He peels off his shirt as he makes his way back to his door not caring that people can see him, he's proud of his body.
Tiredly, he makes his way back into his apartment and greets a waiting Ginger. Smiling he pats her on the head and pours her some food before making his way to the shower. His clothes stick to him as he peels the sweaty pieces of cloth off of his body. Turning the water on, Castiel climbs in and groans blissfully as the cool water washes off the sweat and soothes his now aching muscles. He's already regretting pushing himself so hard.
Suddenly images of his gorgeous green eyed stranger pop up in his mind and Castiel feels himself growing hard. Groaning he tries to push the feelings aways but it just won't happen. Instead, Cas ends up taking his large cock in hand and pumping himself dry with the image of his sexy stranger in his mind.
Once he's nice and limp again, Cas finishes his shower and quickly hops out.
Grabbing a towel, he quickly dries himself off and makes his way to his dresser to put on his usual outfit.
Glancing over at his clock he notices he's running way behind his usual time Cursing under his breath, Castiel quickly throws on the rest of his clothes and bolts out of the door, grabbing an apple on the way.
Frantically trying to get to school on time, Cas drives way faster then he normally ever would, especially in his old piece of crap he calls a car.
Finally, Castiel makes it to school with ten minutes to spare, his car groaning in protest from being pushed so hard.
It takes him from the time it takes to get from his car to his classroom to realize he didn't grab his trench coat this morning. "Dammit!" Cas thinks to himself, "well today did start off good, now not so much." Grumbling to himself he proceeds to get his classroom ready for the day.
They day goes by normally for the most part after that. During fourth period, which is he's least favorite period except for a couple students. Castiel didn't typically play favorites but he definitely found that he liked Sam Winchester. He was a good student, absolutely brilliant, and a great personality.
As fourth period rolls around, Castiel finds himself smiling kindly at Sam as he walks up to his desk.
"Hey Mr. Novak, I just wanted to tell you that my brother said he will come to meet you after school to get me moved up," Sam says flushing pink a little when some boys behind him start muttering nerd jokes. Castiel shoots them a glare that makes them shut up right away, looking sheepishly down at their desks.
"That's fantastic Sam but I need a parent not your brother I'm afraid," Castiel says, smiling at him.
Sam looks down at his feet, "My brother is my legal guardian, Mr. Novak. So basically he is my parent."
Castiel can't help the bit of surprise on his face, "oh," Cas says dumbly, "oh, okay that's fine." Castiel puts a smile back on his face, letting Sam know it's okay.
Sam's shoulders sag in relief that Mr. Novak didn't ask him to explain what happened to his real parents. Giving his teacher a small smile, Sam returns to his seat next to his new friend Ben.
Castiel watches the Winchester head back to his seat. A nervous shudder runs down his spine as he thinks about the conference he will be having later. Castiel hated having meetings with parents, even though on this occasion it was the students brother. He still hated meeting with other adults. Kids he could handle, they were typically more open minded and easier to joke around with and such. Adults on the other hand were typically just assholes, only thinking about themselves and hated anything that went against their ways. Rolling his eyes Castiel stands up and begins class.
The rest of the day went by all too quickly and too soon the last bell of the day is ringing. Nervously, Castiel starts fidgeting in his seat and trying to smooth out his hair, which is always sticking out everywhere like he was just fucked.
4:30 rolls around and Castiel thinks maybe the Winchester won't show up. However his hopes are diminished when at 4:35, a man comes stumbling through the door, bringing the smell of oil and gas in with him.
The guy stands up straight and pulls at his clothes. Castiel is just about to stand up to greet the man when he freezes, his heart pounding. Standing in front of him is the green eyes stranger that has been invading his dreams and every other thought. The man looks just as uncomfortable as Castiel feels and he looks everywhere but at Cas.
"Um, hi, uh.. Sorry I am late I got caught up at work," Dean stutters out, feeling his own heart beat speeding up as he tries to not look at Castiels beautiful blue eyes. He notices Castiel isn't wearing his typical trench coat, making it so Dean can see his beautiful body all the better now, causing Dean to shudder. He had changed out of his blue jumpsuit from work but he knew he still smelled like gas and oil since he hadn't had a chance to change And he hoped it wouldn't bother Cas. He wanted to make a good impression.
Dean walks shakily towards Cas, "Mine names Dean Winchester, I'm Sam's older brother and legal guardian." Dean sticks his hand out reluctantly to shake Castiel's hand, still not making eye contact.
Castiel just nods his head, feeling like he has a frog in his throat. So his name is Dean, well at least now I can put a name to his face. Slowly Cas sticks his hand out to shake Dean's waiting hand, "Hello, I'm Castiel Novak, but please call me Castiel." Cas firmly shakes Dean hands, feeling a strange tingle run through him as their hands come in contact.
As Castiel grips Dean's hand, Dean almost jumps at how good Castiel's hand feels in his. His mind starts to wonder about how good he bet other things would feel inside him.. "No" Dean scolds himself, "get your mind out of the gutter." Dean finally meets Castiel's eyes and it feels for a second like time just freezes. Abruptly, Dean jerks his hand away from Cas's, "I am sorry by the way for knocking into you the other day," Dean says sheepishly, rubbing the back of his neck, once again not looking at Cas.
Castiel smiles slightly as he sees an adorable blush rise up Dean's neck, "It's quite alright Mr. Winchester. Now please take a seat and we shall begin. This shouldn't take long," Castiel says composing himself and pushing all feelings for this attractive man down.
"Please call me Dean," Dean says, lowering himself into the chair across the desk from Cas.
"Dean," Cas says smiling softly, Dean sees the smile and feels himself smiling back.
"Well as I am sure Sam already told you, I would like to move him up a class. He is way to smart to be in my class. However we have to discuss what this may call for, plus you have to sign some papers. It's not everyday we move a sophomore up to junior classes," Cas says all this pulling out some papers and sliding them across the desk to Dean. Dean picks them up and reads them. Cas continues to explain things, "Since he's already missed a week, he will have a lot too catch up on. Here is the list of books they will be reading this year, and you will have to buy all the ones that are not starred. I know that's a lot to ask for but I'm sorry it's just part of the course." Cas smiles apologetically at Dean who just gulps.
It's a good thing his new job is paying so well now. He glances over the list of books Castiel hands him and doesn't recognize any of them, but then again English was never a strong point of his.
"Alright, uh I should be able to handle that, " Dean says glancing up at Cas, who is starring at him. He squirms in he's sit, feeling uncomfortable under the bright blue gaze. Dean's eyes trail down Cas's face and rest on his plush looking lips. Suddenly he has the urge to just grab Cas and fuck him across the desk. Quickly, Dean averts his gaze and looks out the window, placing his hands in his lap in hopes of covering up his growing hard on.
Cas notices how uncomfortable Dean seems and so quickly continues, "Okay good, well I need you to sign these papers," Cas hands Dean two papers to sign.
Dean quickly scrawls his signature onto the papers, "Is that it then?" He asks shoving the papers back toward Cas.
Castiel is getting a bit annoyed now at Deans rudeness and how he refuses to look at him.
"Did I do something to offended you Dean?" Cas asks not being able to contain himself.
Startled Dean looks up embarrassed, "Of course not Cas, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to come across as rude," Dean says making eye contact with those blue eyes.
"Cas?" Castiel asks, no ones calls him that.
Dean turns bright red, "I'm sorry, it's just easier to say," he stutters out. Cas smiles at Dean's embarrassment.
"Its alright Dean," Cas looks thoughtful for a second, "I like it," he says smiling at Dean.
Dean let out a breath of relief, "Good, now is that all?"
"Almost, you just need to know that sometimes Sam might have to go to other towns for writing competition. They are mandatory for the students progress. There are only two per semester. Will that be manageable?" Cas asks.
Dean knows it will be tough but he has to do it for Sammy, "Yes, of course," he says nodding his head.
"Alright well then I think we are done here," Cas says smiling and standing up and walking around his desk to shake Dean's hand again. Dean hurriedly stands up to shake Cas's hand. However in the process of standing up, Dean catches his foot on his chair, causing him to fall forward and successfully pinning Cas between him and the desk, they're bodies pressed tightly together.
Castiels heart rate skyrockets as he finds himself pressed against Dean. He tries with all his might to keep his member down and to not lean just a little bit forward and push his lips against Dean.
They stay there for what seems like minutes just starring at each other. Finally Cas regains some composure and tries to crack a joke.
"Well Dean, seems like you have a knack for knocking into people."
Dean gulps loudly and reluctantly pushes away from Castiel. What he really wanted to do is push even closer to him and attach his lips to Cas, but he knew that be a bad idea. The guy was probably straight anyway, and Dean though that he was straight too but now he wasn't so sure.
"I am so sorry," Dean says moving away from Cas and picking up his papers.
"It's alright," Cas says smiling slightly, taking a deep breathe.
"I should probably get going. Sam is going to be so excited." Dean says, backing away towards the door.
Cas nods his head and let's the next words slip off his tongue without thinking, "I am sure he will. I hope to see you around again Dean."
Dean freezes when he hears this and gives Cas a strange look causing him to blush bright red. Cas tries to come up with an explanation but can't and so just stands there defeated. Dean smiles and winks at Cas before leaving the room. Cas almost melts when Dean smiles at him.
Cas turns his back to the door and rubs his hand over his throbbing dick, "What the hell is this man doing to me?"
Dean briskly makes his way down the hallway. He makes his way to the impala and jumps in quickly. Starring at the steering wheel, he tries to bring his breathing down to normal and ignore the ache coming from his hard cock. Dean takes his hand and rubs himself through his pants, moaning at the friction it causes.
After Cas's last comment Dean knew that there was something going on here, it was undeniable and it scared the shit out of him.
Gulping, Dean starts he impala and heads back to his apartment to tell Sam the news.
Cas leaves his room a few minutes after Dean. His whole body was craving for the green man's body to be pressed up against his again, but he knew it wasn't right to get in a relationship with a students parent, well technically sibling, but still. Cas climbs into his car and starts the engine, heading
home. The whole drive he thinks about Dean. He knows that it is wrong but he cant help himself. He needs to see Dean Winchester again. Suddenly his car makes a weird coughing noise, jerking him, but luckily keeps moving. "I guess I should take it in to the shop," Cas admits to himself reluctantly.
That's when he remembers Dean is a mechanic. Cas smiles to himself as he thinks of the perfect way to see Dean again without looking like he purposefully wanted to. Happily, Cas pulls into a parking spot at his complex and makes his way to his apartment, plan already working itself out perfectly in his mind.