Castiel.

Getting two creatures on my back was much harder than one. Obviously, they wouldn't both fit while I was in my human or half-way form, and in my dragon from my scales were very smooth and in no way climbable. The first time we had done this Dean had put Sam on my back, I changed, and then he climbed a tree and hopped onto me. This time, not being in such dire circumstances, we had time to think of a better plan. I fully turned and let the brothers climb onto my head before carefully bending around so they could slide onto my back.

We had spent a month a Missouri's, letting Sam heal and helping Dean get used to his wings. I had enjoyed my time there, seeing Missouri after so long, getting to be with Dean, and talking to Sam, but I missed my cave and was excited to get home.

The first thing to do upon landing at the cave was to show the brothers their new room. I had made sure that the room was near the entrance so it would be easy to go in or out without getting lost. "I made this room for you," I said. "There are beds in the corners, a washroom back there, and the water is fresh. You may also add anything that you please."

"Thanks, Cas. This is great." Sam said with a yawn. "Think I'll go check out those beds right now."

Dean turned to look at me and awkwardly said, "This room is great. You really did a good job with it, but it feels really hot now."

"Would you like to come and share my chambers?"

"Yeah, but only if you don't mind."

I smiled at my beautiful, nervous mate. In answer, I wrapped my tail around his hips and began to lead him away. Over his shoulder, Dean called, "Night Sammy."

"Night Dean." echoed after us.

When we got to my sleeping cavern, I looked around at the indent in the gold wistfully. Dean, of course, noticed my hesitation. "What's wrong?"

"I have loved spending this last month getting to know you and having someone to go to sleep with and wake up to is a luxury I have not had since I hatched, but I am unused to spending so much time in my half-way form. I did so out of necessity, but now we are somewhere I can sleep in my true form."

"So why don't you?"

"As I said, I have greatly enjoyed laying with you at night, and I do not see how a dragon would make a good bed partner."

"You crazy, Cas? That would be awesome. You would be the bed."

"Well," I said ducking my head, "if you think so."

I woke up the next morning happier then I had been since I left my birthing nest. I was in my true form, surrounded by my impressive Hoard, in my own cave, with my mate curled up by my side, and another living partner down the corridor.

I shifted form, before gently kissing my love awake. "Good morning, Dean."

"Morning Cas," Dean greeted wrapping one beautiful blue wing around me.

"Your wings have been getting much stronger," I commented. "After breakfast, we should start you flying lessons."

That woke him up. "Flying lessons? No. No way."

"What is wrong with this plan?"

"I told you, Cas, I don't like heights."

"But you will be flying under your own power."

"Exactly! I would probably see a bird or something and get distracted."

"You do not give yourself enough credit. Just get off the ground once. If you truly do not like it, then I will not bring it up again." I did not want my Dean to be scared, but I had always dreamed of going on flights with my future mate. It was how dragons bonded with each other. Our wings were our most sensitive part, as they were not covered in armor, and flying required the wings to be spread at all times, not to mention that damaging anther's wing in flight would also result in a fall.

Dean must have sensed some of my sadness as he said, "Okay, but only once."

It was about noon when I managed to get Dean out onto the overhang of the cave. I wasn't quite certain how to continue from there. I had never had to explain how to fly, it was like trying to explain how to walk. I flapped my wings a few times and easily hovered about a foot off the ground. "Give your wings a few hard downward thrusts," I instructed.

This was a massive failure. Apparently, it took practice to take off like that. "It might help to get a running start while you learn." This went worse. All the running tired him, and by the end, he was covered in bruises from falling.

"This is stupid. I don't want to fly anyway. Can't we just go in? I have a much more fun idea of what we could do with our wings," Dean said, with a suggestive wink.

"I have one more idea I want to try," I insisted. Flying was easier if there was a higher point to jump off of. For obvious reasons, I could not push Dean off of the cliffside, but maybe there was a way to get higher. Without giving him a chance to protest I landed in front of him, picked him up, wrapped his legs around my waist, and took off.

Dean screamed and clung tightly to me. "Dude put me down. This isn't funny. Just stop. Put me back down."

I ignored him and said, "Open your wings and try flapping them." It took about ten moments to coax Dean's wings open and even longer to get them to flap right but eventually, we managed it. "Alright. Now just unwrap yourself from me and begin to move backward."

"Are you crazy? Do you want me to die, or something?"

"Dean, we are a foot above the ground." Upon noticing this, Dean began to do as I said, although it was probably more to save the little dignity he had left than any other reason. Whatever the reason it worked. We were now both flying with our hands locked together, but both of our arms spread out.

"Come on. Let's go out farther," I laughed happily. I began to fly out farther before he could protest. As the two of us flew together over the forest, Dean seemed to forget his fears and worries.

Up ahead, was a beautiful sunset, and under its glare, I stopped our flight. I turned to Dean and said, "My perfect mate. I love you." I proceeded to pull him into me so I was holding both of us and kissed him.

"So do I," he answered as he pulled back.

By the time we got back to thecave the sun had fully set and a full moon was rising high above the forest, casting its silver light onto the green leaves and giving them the appearance of being wrapped up in a protective layer of ice.

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