The next month was the happiest Dean had ever been.

And the most miserable.

He loved spending time with Cas. They would go to The Clink, or their little pie place, or even hang at Dean's apartment. (They did that a lot, Sam loved discussing literature with Castiel.) Dean liked that, because it meant some time alone with soft lips on skin and wandering hands (speaking of which, Cas's hands were as talented as they were beautiful; holy Hell). They hadn't gone any farther though, though they had definitely come close.

Dean knew the reason he always made sure Cas didn't go farther. It was the same reason Bobby was still in the dark. His nightmares still haunted him. They always started out lovely, hot, sexy, but then things would change, colors would become distorted, and Cas's eyes would turn pure black, his face contorted with disgust.

He knew in his heart that Cas's interest in him would be short-lived. But he was planning to make the best of it when he had it, try to hold on tight to the man he loved. God, he was becoming a whiny little bitch.

So now, here they were, two months into their relationship, Cas laying on top of Dean, kissing and nipping at his neck while Dean ground against him. Cas moaned gently in between bites, a low needy noise that drove Dean crazy.

Suddenly Cas sat up and stripped off his shirt, leaning back in to kiss Dean passionately. He tugged at Dean's shirt impatiently, attempting to take it off, grunting slightly. Dean grew nervous, eyes widening. "Um.. Cas, are you sure you want to-" but he was cut off with a steamy kiss.

"Dean, I think we can move past hand play, at least a little bit. I would've thought you would be hopping on the opportunity." He winked and licked his lips seductively. Dean's self-control melted. He glanced down at Cas's shirtless figure, something he had been trying to avoid doing, and drank it all in; he was skinny, but clearly had muscles, his chest was smooth with a small bit of chest hair and a happy trail leading to one of Dean's favorite places. His skin was even paler here, and it looked sexy as hell on him, and his figure was a perfect mix of feminine and masculine. Holy. Fuck.

Dean has never torn off his shirt faster than that, grabbing Cas close, hot skin against skin. He nibbled on Cas's earlobe, eliciting a sweet moan as he quickly unbuttoned Cas's jeans. Cas took control and pushed Dean down on the bed hard, pulling off Dean's pants and boxers in one fluid motion. Dean had never seen this side of Cas. His blue eyes were wild, his face flushed. He bit at Dean's collarbone, kissing down to his nipples, sucking and licking them tenderly. Dean gasped in pleasure and dug his fingers into Cas's hair, thrusting forward slightly, rubbing against the denim of Cas's unbuttoned jeans. Cas made his way farther down, biting and nipping at Dean's thighs, purposefully neglecting Dean's throbbing member, making the man above him whimper. Then, suddenly, a firm lick was placed on the very tip of Dean's dick, making him mewl and shudder. Holy mother of fuck this was awesome.

Cas licked from the base to the tip of Dean's most sensitive part, flicking his tongue over his slit before taking his length into his mouth completely, sucking to the base and then back up (Dean didn't even know that was possible!), tongue never stopping. Dean was saying Cas's name over and over like a prayer. Normally he would be embarrassed,but fuck he didn't care one bit. Cas's mouth was amazing! Cas took in Dean's length, which was a pretty damn generous size, over and over, gaining speed. It was taking all of Dean's willpower not to cum, little groans escaping his mouth. Cas placed his hands on either side of Dean's hips and dug his nails in, and that was it. Dean couldn't hold back any longer, and he came into his lover's mouth. Cas swallowed the load before coming back up to kiss Dean deeply, allowing him to taste himself.

Dean was breathing heavily, holding the man laying on top of him tightly, their chests pressed against each other. "That was fucking amazing. Like, wow." He gasped out, nuzzling Cas. Cas still had that wild look in his eyes, his face the picture of lust.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it," he chuckled, standing up and pulling Dean up with him. "Now you're going to get your little ass down on your knees and suck my dick."

Dean literally just stared. Had that seriously just came out of his angel's sweet mouth? And why the hell was it so damn hot?
Cas hissed playfully and tugged on Dean's hair, and Dean quickly scrambled down, tearing off the rest of Cas's clothes to release his throbbing erection. He knew he couldn't take in as much as Cas, but he had some damn good tongue tricks.

"Now suck it, loverboy," Cas growled out, fisting his hands deeper into Dean's hair. God dammit, this was just too sexy for Dean. He pressed his lips on the head of Cas's erection, humming slightly to create a vibrating effect (a move he had learned a couple years back from some cougar he had taken home) making Cas pull his dirty blonde hair roughly. Dean moaned in pleasure around Cas's member and took in as much as he could, wrapping his hand around the rest and rubbing in motion to sucking. He moved downwards, kissing at Cas's balls as he continued to rub quicker and harder. The sounds Cas was making above were very much entertaining and Dean used his free hand to grab Cas's tight ass roughly.

Dean was sure Cas was mumbling to himself in a deep strained voice above, and thought he had heard several curse words being uttered. Who would have thought the quiet, beautiful doctor was so dirty? The thought was making him hard again and he focused his attention back on Cas's tip, using several of his favorite tongue moves until he felt the man above him tense as he came in Dean's mouth. Damn he loved the taste of Cas.

Dean came back up to Cas's eye level and saw the wild look was barely there anymore, replaced with his usual crinkly kindness as he smiled fondly at Dean, stroking his hair gently. Dean had a sarcastic remark in mind, but he was just too tired. He pulled Cas onto the bed and Cas snuggled up into his chest. They drifted off into a sweet slumber together; Dean didn't have any nightmares that night.

-

"So, you wanna tell me what happened last night?"

"Well, Dean, I would say we had a lovely night and took our relationship to the next level"

They were still laying in bed, Dean admiring Cas's bed hair in the soft morning light.

"Oh no no no, you know what I mean. Wild Cas, where did he come from?" Dean grinned as he saw Cas blush brightly.

"O-oh. I suppose I do get quite out of control. I apologize if I offended you." Cas was hiding his face slightly, clearly very embarrassed. It was so adorable.

"Are you kidding me? That was fantastic! Very unexpected, and honestly pretty new, but wow. You continue to amaze me." He said fondly, resting a hand on Cas's blushing cheek.

"Well then I guess we will just have to go another round, shall we?" Cas grinned, his eyes brightening.

Best. Morning. Ever.

-

"Okay, seriously Dean, I'm no idjit. You ain't never this happy, and somethin's up. Now talk"

Dean should've realized he couldn't go around grinning like a fool all day without Bobby noticing.
He supposed it was time to confess.

"Bobby, I'm in a relationship. A real one. With a person named Cas." He realized he had purposefully left out a rather important pronoun.

Bobby's face lit up like never before. He was the one grinning now. "Dean, yer kiddin' me?! That's amazin'! You've been holdin' out on me, when do I get ta meet the lovely lady, Cass was it?"

Well, here we go. "Well, actually, his name is Castiel." Bobby's face was slowly slipping from a grin to a look of confusion, which was quickly turning into another emotion, one that Dean was pretty sure wasn't good. But he kept talking anyways. "He's really great, he's a doctor, actually. That's how we met, y'know when I broke my rib? He's really amazing and smart and Sammy loves him and he's just... great." Dean had been focused on his feet the whole time and now looked up to see the look of rage he was sure was on Bobby's face.

However, that wasn't the emotion he saw. It was... understanding. Bobby walked up to Dean slowly and enveloped him in a hug. Dean was frozen in shock. He had expected rage or disappointment, not this, and it all just overwhelmed him too much. Tears started to flow freely from his eyes as he hugged Bobby back tightly.

"Shhh.. It's okay, Dean. I get it." Bobby was okay with Dean dating Cas. Hell, he was okay with Dean... loving Cas? Yes, loving Cas. He loved Cas, and the realization made him cry harder. Thank God they were alone, this would seriously destroy his reputation.

Bobby looked up at Dean teasingly.

"Now, when do I get to meet the idgit dumb enough to date you?"