Dean was awoken by Castiel hitting him with a magazine.
"You gave them that picture of me!" Cas yelled, throwing the magazine down. Dean, still only half awake, sat up and took the weapon in his hands, smiling at the picture of them on the front, before flicking to their article. He saw the photograph of Cas looking drop-dead gorgeous and totally fuck-able; the picture he'd taken during their first time. "That was supposed to be our little secret."
"I wanted everyone to see how amazing you are and make them all jealous of the fact you are mine."
"They are using that picture everywhere!" The TV was turned on, as Cas pointed at the screen. A women's talk show programme instantly came on, Cas's face on the screen behind them.
"Well it's no surprise he is gay, and look at that sexy hunk of man he's got as a boyfriend." One of the women said, receiving an applause from the audience. Castiel almost fell over onto the edge of the bed, as he continued to watch this unfold.
"I wouldn't mind being stuck in the middle of those two. Tall, dark and handsome, smart, and a name like Castiel? It has an air of mystery about it; something that scream 'Sexy!' Mr Winchester has defiantly hit the jackpot with this guy." Cas felts a pair of hands squeeze his shoulders, a kiss pressed to the side of his head.
"See? They adore you. Its ashamed no-one talks about you beautiful eyes." Cas actually chuckled, leaning back into Dean's arms. "Come on, let's get some breakfast." The brunet allowed himself to be dragged off by the model, which was being extra clingy this morning. "And you look amazing in my football shirts."
"Oh do I? Are you jealous that everyone know loves me?"
"Of course not, they did that when Sam first came along, it'll die down. I am worried someone will try and steal you from me." Dean pulled Cas close, the brunet wrapping his arms around the model's neck. "Since it would be a bad idea to go outside today, I think we should spend the day in bed."
"I think we should watch me on TV some more. Can you make some coffee for me?" Dean nodded, kissing Cas before letting him pull away and disappear into the living room. Before running straight back in. "There is a helicopter outside! As in, right outside and it just filmed me screaming!"
"They can't see us. It's that glass where you can see out, but they can't see in." Cas's mouth made an 'o' shape, and then he walked off. Dean found the brunet pulling faces at the window, giggling to himself. "What are you doing?"
"Having a bit of fun." Dean put the coffee of the table, pulling his boyfriend close by the waist. "I see you have other ideas."
"Well I want to kiss this beautiful angel good morning." Dean pulled them together, gently kissing the brunet's lips, before sitting on the sofa. "And second I want to drink some coffee and watch a game." Sitting next to Dean, Cas drew small circles on Dean's leg.
"Dean, there is a helicopter outside, and it can't see us. And it's filming. Come on, let's be just a little naughty." Dean smiled, with a small sigh, letting Castiel sit in his lap. They kissed with depth and passion, but at a slow pace; as if they had all the time in the world. Cas started laughing, and Dean pulled away. "Okay, sorry. The idea was hot but the actual act is a little embarrassing."
"Oh really?" Dean pinned Castiel to the sofa, kissing and biting his lips. "I want to play."
"And it's my turn to top anyway." Flipping them over, Cas tailed kisses down his boyfriend's neck, smiling at how much noise was coming out of the blond. "You don't get pleasured enough. You've worked so hard to pleasure me and now I am returning the favour." Pushing up the man's shirt up, Castiel slide down, his fingers pulling at the hem of Dean's boxer shorts, smiling at Dean grew hard underneath.
"Fuck Cas." Pulling his boxers off for the brunet, Cas laughed at how eager the blond was, licking up his hard member. Dean shuddered, gripping Castiel's hair tightly. "Castiel…." The brunet grinned again, before putting the entire thing in his mouth. As Cas licked and sucked the models cock, the blond kept his head back, moaning and cursing under his breath. "Cas, oh Cas you are such a good little cock sucker. So good baby…. Fuck me."
"My pleasure." Flipping the model over, Cas pressed three fingers at once, making Dean yell out in pain and pleasure. "Sshh darling, someone might here you."
"Cas… Cas oh my god Cas. Fuck me, please Cas fuck me!"
"I'm getting there." Cas pulled Dean around as he pulled his trousers down, opening up Dean's legs before pushing between them, and hard into Dean, making him scream. "I love you like this." Cas started thrusting hard into Dean, who was ripping into the sofa, head back and moaning loudly.
"Castiel, Cas, Cas oh Cas. Yes! Yes!"
"You are…. So beautiful like this. On my cock." Castiel continued to drive into Dean, who was now whimpering and begging for more, his back against the sofa and his hands ripping into its interior. "Oh Dean, I love you."
"I love you too…. Oh fuck I'm gunna cum. Touch me." Cas grabbed a hold of Dean's erection, smearing the pre-cum up and down it, as he pushed harder into the other man. "Fuck, fuck fuck oh Castiel!" Dean went tight around Cas, before shooting his load onto the sofa and the other man. Cas followed shortly after, filling Dean's insides before collapsing on him. "Cas…. Oh you are incredible." He brought their mouths together as the brunet pulled out, both whimpering from the loss before sloppily kissing.
"I love you so much."
"I love you too." Entwining their fingers, Dean was about to ravish Castiel in kisses when his mobile went off. Sighing, Cas answered the phone.
"Gabe? What's wrong?"
"The family's here…. They saw the news and drove straight up." Gabriel said slowly, making Cas freeze. "I think it's best that you get over here, like now." Cas hung up, turning to look terrified at Dean.
"M-my family….. they're at home…"