Chapter 3 is up. I have some packing to do, so I probably won't update for a day or two. but I'll do my best. Everyone take care, have a happy Easter.

KD

*Lemon warning in this chapter*


The Fae grabbed their partners arms and teleported. Upon hitting a solid surface and successfully avoiding upchucking Dean turned on his fairy

"You know, you guys don't walk enough, you're going to get flabby… or you know, get us humans lost."

"My apologies, we'll show you the way from the center to here later."

Dean took a step back and looked around. It looked like they were standing on the walkway of a giant tree house, upon closer inspection, all the trees surrounding them had tree houses built into them, there were bridges and stairs leading to each house, and each house was several stories

"This is our house, Gabriel and I live here, while Balthazar lives in that one over there" Castiel said, pointing to the closest house.

"The sight we've given you is permanent, you will always be able to see our homes, and you'll always be welcomed here."

"Where is here exactly? Are we still in the same state?" Dean asked still looking at the structure in front of him.

"Yes, we're about an hour's walk from the outskirts of your town, and our homes are 20 minutes from the fly zone."

"Fly zone? Where we crash landed?" Jo asked, Balthazar chuckled

"Yes, darling. Don't ever go there unless you're with us, you could get hurt."

"Alright, so Cas, wanna show us around?"

"I would enjoy that."

The tour took about 15 minutes, the house was made up of 3 bedrooms, 2 master and one guest, an open kitchen and dining area and a study. There 3 floors, the top floor being Castiel's bedroom, the 2nd being Gabriel's and the guest, and the bottom floor being the kitchen and study.

"No bathrooms?" Sam asked

"You'll find you won't need them here in the Glen, the human digestive system stops working."

"What about the food we ate out there?"

"That turns into pure energy, no waste."

"What about when we leave the Glen?"

"I imagine you'll be very hungry, and may need a bathroom. But neither of us have had humans here in a long time."

"Alright, we'll leave you rabbits to it, then. Jo and I have some things to do." Balthazar said, holding Jo's hand and leading her towards the back door towards the bridge.

"You mean surfaces to scar, brother?"

"Just don't come over unannounced, then it'll just be the surfaces."

Taking their leave Dean sat at the table in the kitchen, taking in the details of the house, the entire thing was made of wood, and it looked like limbs of the trees were weaving in and out of it, in fact, a rather large limb was next to the banister to the stairs. There was no TV, but tons of books and a few boxes that looked like board games. The kitchen had a fridge, a counter island, and a sink. The entire bottom floor had windows all along the walls.

"So where do you get the running water from?" Sam asked noting the sink as well.

"We don't, we gather water from the stream and bring it back here in tubs, some gets refrigerated, most goes towards the sink to wash dishes and prepare food."

"And electricity for the fridge?"

"Magic."

"No, seriously, I didn't see any power lines."

"Magic, all Fae have a range of power, some more powerful than others. But we have reserves in place to keep the refrigerator running while we're out."

"Is that the only electronic you have?"

"We could have more, a television, radio, a computer, but it takes up too much energy, and we're usually too busy to doing other things than to enjoy human commodities."

"What about internet?"

"Sammy, come on, leave it be for later, I'm tired." Dean said, rubbing knuckles into his eyes to waken himself up a bit more.

"My apologies Dean, would you like to go up to bed?"

"Sure, I guess, but we need to be back at the club by 4."

"You don't want to go home?"

"Well it's Saturday, and that means the club has to open. It's a little short notice to not open tonight."

Castiel seemed to be contemplating something while walking his guests upstairs. When Dean and Cas finally got to the top of the house Cas sat on his bed, pulling off his shirt. Dean stood awkwardly by the door ready to fight or run, but then just stared as the man in front of him stripped down.

"So, uhh.. I'll take the floor, if I don't wake up by 4, kick me…"

"Nonsense, you can sleep in the bed."

"I don't want you to have to sleep on the floor though."

"I never said I'd sleep on the floor, we'll share."

"Don't you think that may be moving a little too fast?"

"We've already kissed, and I wouldn't mind doing it again."

Dean nodded, still hesitant to lay next to a naked man he refused to look at before the neck

"Come on, I won't bite.."

Dean nodded again and grabbed the hem of his shirt and pulled it off, if he was going to do this he wasn't going to get his clothes wrinkled. His jeans followed, folded along with his shirt next to his shoes, clad only in his black briefs he slid under the covers, closest to the edge. Castiel followed immediately, scooting clothes, obviously unhindered by the need for personal space. He reached out a hand and traced his fingers along Dean's cheekbone and jaw line.

"I won't do anything you don't me to do, you can come off the edge.. You'll fall in your sleep."

Dean scooted a little closer, but not by much. The tug at the corner of the fairy's lips made Dean relax a little, it wasn't cynical, there was nothing dangerous behind it. Dean cleared his throat.

"So, uh, how many humans do you bring back here?"

"For myself? None. I've never brought anyone home before."

"But I thought you said you've had humans here before."

"Yes, for Gabriel, he is a connoisseur of carnal pleasures."

"Oh, so are you a-'

"A virgin?"

"Yeah."

"Yes."

"Really? Nothing? No pollinating the garden?"

"I've never had reason to before now."

"Right, right, the festival thing.."

'So you fairies aren't allowed to fool around before you come of age?"

"We can, but as I said, I've never felt the need to before."

"Oh man, that is, that is good, you're almost as bad as Edward Cullen."

"Who?"

"No one, nothing… so why pick me? Shouldn't your first time be with a woman or something?"

"Fairies don't have sexual preferences, we be who we want to be with and no one judges."

"But still, why me?"

"I told you, your soul is bright, gentle. I'd imagine you'd be the same way."

"Well if you want this to be a long term thing we're not doing this now."

"Why not? Have I done something wrong?"

"No, not for you, it's just too soon. With humans, if you want something to work, you take it slow."

"But I've seen humans go to bed with complete strangers."

"Yeah, that usually involves alcohol or some kind of emotional distress."

"We left that crate of bottles in the field, I can always go back and get it." Cas said this as he moved to get up. Dean grabbed his wrist.

"No, don't worry about it, not ton-today. Look, you kidnapped me and my friends, and we stayed at your festival, you got two things you wanted today. How about you give me one thing, we wait."

"Why? I've offered to do anything."

"Because, if you can wait a few days and still want it, without eyeing someone else, then we'll do it."

"But I know I want you now."

"Yeah, not until you start thinking with that upstairs brain."

"Fine. But if we wait, we do it how I want it,"

"Works for me, now let me go to sleep, I have work later."

Castiel didn't reply, just rolled onto his back and stared up at the canopy of his bed, know he couldn't sleep now he decided to start thinking about what they would do once things would start to be initiated. Dean rolled onto his stomach and tucked his hand underneath his hip, clearing his mind, he was snoring in less than a few minutes. Sometime later Castiel fell asleep.

Both men woke up several hours later, tangled in each other limbs, and both sporting large, very hard, throbbing members pressed into each other. Head tucked under the fairy's chin, left leg thrown over the other man's leg and tucked under his right thigh. Dean pretended to still be asleep, willing his morning wood to dissipate.

"Good afternoon." a gruff grumble sounded under Dean's ear.

"How'd you know I was awake?"

"You tensed up. You're very relaxed when you sleep."

"How long you been awake?"

"About an hour."

"What time is it?"

"Almost 3."

"No hope in me going back to sleep then."

"Not unless you wish to be late."

Dean rolled over and stretched, and sat up to put his pants on, cursing the fact that there wasn't a bathroom to take care of this problem. He felt the bed dip, and two legs come out on either side of him, then a head on his shoulder, and two arms around his waist. Feeling the other mans 'problem' on his back, Dean tried to scoot a closer to the edge of the bed, but those arms were scarily strong, then gentle as a hand loomed lower, tracing the hem of his briefs.

Dean gulped, wishing his erection to go away, but only getting a harder throb in reply. Nimble hands pushed inside the underwear, one hand cupping his balls, the other stroking the bottom of the shaft to the tip. It took all his might not to make any sound until he felt lips on the back of his neck, sucking and nibbling, and he let out a breathy groan leaning backwards into the man's chest.

He was close, he knew that, and he wasn't going to leave the other man hanging there, he isn't know to just be a receiver. Dean stood up, wiped his mouth, then turned on the other man, pushing him back into the bed. There lips crashed together, tongues met and fought, there hands searched and mapped out every bit of touchable flesh. Castiel's hands found their way to Dean's ass, while Dean's arms hooked under the fairy's and held him by his shoulders, grinding his hips into the other man's. It didn't take long, Cas wrapped his legs around Dean's waist, bringing the man's thrusts in harder. Both men came within moments of each other, spewing ribbons of white across their chests.

"Dean…" Cas said breathless. "That was amazing"

"Mhmm," Dean murmured nuzzling his face into the other man's neck.

With a wave of Castiel's hand, the mess was cleaned up. They pulled apart and started putting on clothes, and setting about to go find the other bar owners. After 15 minutes of listening to Sam make an excuse as to why he was naked, and another 10 convincing Jo into putting clothes on, they group of 6 made their way to the fly zone.

"What's the name of your club?" Cas asked, thinking it would be less conspicuous if they landed inside the empty bar instead of the ally.

"The Roadhouse, it's on Main."

The landing this time was less rocky and messy, only knocking over one bar stool. The Fae righted their partners.

"Hey, Dean."

"Yeah Sammy?"

"Do you think maybe Gabriel could stay-"

"Awh, man I don't want you having kinky sex in the kitchen."

"No, not for that, well… anyways I might need his help, you know I always get behind on Saturday nights with the orders, he's a cook to, he can keep up."

"Fine, but he has to wear a hair net too."

"Oh! Oh! Dean, can Balthazar stay too? He knows how to mix drinks.."

"Fine, everyone can stay, but don't pull any fairy business while people are here, no wings, no jokes, no taking your clothes off unless you're in the closet or the bathroom, but not in the kitchen Sammy."

"Ma'am yes, ma'am"

"Can it, Gabriel."

Dean hopped over the bar, unlocking the grates, restocking from the two-day stash. He felt a presence behind him, putting up the last bottle of vodka he turned to face Castiel, he was leaning against the bar, hips jutted out. Stepping closer Dean hooked his fingers into the other mans belt loops, and pulled him up, sealing their lips.

"Hope you're ready tonight's going to be a long night."