H're ye arrrrrr, me lil scoundrels!

All the texting is done in italics. I wasn't sure how else to do it. Enjoy! :D

Oh and one more thing before I release you krakens... sorry for the bad sexting. Love you.

Dean was trying to figure out a Sudoku puzzle. He bet Sam twenty bucks he could finish it before his shift was over. He didn't realize how hard this shit was. He was in the middle of trying to figure out if a one or a three went into one of the squares when his phone vibrated beside him. He ignored it at first until he realized it could be Cas.

How's work? Dean read the text message on his phone. It was from Cas. He had seen Cas that morning when he took Haley to school. He told Cas to text him when he got off work. It was really difficult telling him goodbye. He wanted to kiss him, but it wouldn't be appropriate in front of the kids to see their teacher kissing someone. Regardless of whom they were kissing. The best they could do was a handshake and that just left Dean wanting more.

Slow, which is good, he replied back. How did your day go? he added.

Slow, Cas messaged back.

What do you have planned tonight? Dean asked him. He thought about his plans for Thursday. He was going to cook for Cas and they were going to eat and then Dean planned to sit him down on the couch and make out with him uninterrupted. Maybe take things a step further. It was their third date after all.

Charlie and her girlfriend, Gilda, want to go see a movie. I'm probably going to tag along with them, Cas answered. It's not that Cas didn't know what to do without Dean around. He just liked doing things more when Dean was with him, so nothing seemed as fun as it used to. Even if they didn't have a relationship, Cas would still want to call Dean up and invite him to the movies.

Dean was about to text him, but he noticed that the room was empty and he could call Cas without any of the other guys being nosey. The guys he worked with were like cackling hens. Always putting their beaks where they don't belong.

"Hey," Cas answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Got tired of texting?"

"No, I just would rather talk to you more. So what are you going to see?"

"Gilda said something about the new Ryan Reynolds movie."

"That wasn't too bad."

"So what have you been up to?"

"Well, I'm trying to beat this Sudoku puzzle. I bet Sammy twenty bucks that I could finish it before the end of my shift."

"How are you doing?"

"This is Guantanamo Bay level torture right here, man."

Cas laughed. "I love Sudoku. If you want, I can finish it for you."

"I would take you some place fancy on that twenty bucks."

"McDonalds?"

"I said fancy, Cas. I'd take you to Burger King. Oh, or maybe the lunch buffet at Pizza Hut, huh?"

Cas laughed at him again. "You know how to make a man swoon."

Dean chuckled. "I do what I can."

Before Cas could say anything else, a loud buzzer interrupted their conversation. "I've got to go. I'll text you later, okay?" Dean tossed his puzzle to the side as he got off his bunk.

"Okay. Be careful."

"Always, babe," he said before hanging up and tossing his phone on his bed.

^O^

It was just an old barn that caught fire. It took them most of the evening to put the blaze out. Thankfully no one was hurt. When he got back to the firehouse, he got a shower and got back on his bed. He was going to catch a couple of hours of sleep while he could. He didn't even notice his phone notifying him of a message.

It wasn't until sometime around noon the next day that he had a chance to look at his phone. It was almost dead and he had a message from Cas. Movie was pretty good. You know for a couple of lesbians, Charlie and Gilda are far too attracted to Ryan Reynolds. Dean chuckled and sent him a message back asking, Have you seen Ryan Reynolds, though?

Dean didn't get Cas' message until about twenty four hours later. There had been a couple of really bad wrecks and a house burned down. After sleeping for a few hours and finally getting something to eat, he had a chance to read Cas' message. I'm aware of Ryan Reynolds level of attraction, but I'm more into green eyed, bowlegged, freckled face guys.

Dean smiled like an idiot as he read the message. He walked over to his bed and sent Cas a reply saying, That's a pretty exact type there, Cas.

He set the phone down and went and got in the shower. He smelled like smoke, which wasn't that bad of a smell, but mixed with the sweat, it didn't really smell that great. Once he was clean and dressed, he laid in his bed and grabbed his phone, hoping Cas was able to text since he knew Cas was off work. Dean smiled when he saw the text message icon on the top of his screen.

What can I say? I know what I want. Are you still there or are you off saving kittens from trees again?

Dean chuckled as he typed back, I'm here. Fresh from the shower.

Cas' mind immediately thought of the night he stayed with Dean and hearing Dean in the shower. He was alone in the house. Charlie and Gilda were out for the night with friends. Maybe telling Dean about what he'd overheard would result in some more… interesting texts.

You know you can hear the shower really well in the other room at your house.

Dean frowned at the message. Why was Cas telling him – oh dear God, he heard him masturbating to him. Dean sat up as he read the message again and again. You heard me…

I did. It was… very… enjoyable.

Wait… are you saying you got off to it?

I am.

Dean wasn't sure how to respond to that. He felt a little… embarrassed, sure, but he was more turned on. He looked around to see where the other guys were. All of them were in the commons area watching TV or playing cards. Dean looked back down at his phone and reread the messages.

It felt like Dean was taking forever to respond to Cas. He was starting to get nervous. Maybe he over stepped his bounds? But then his phone vibrated. Cas, you're fucking killing me right now. There is no privacy here.

Cas smirked at the message. So, then I probably shouldn't tell you how I'm sitting here in nothing but my underwear, huh?

Dean could've swore. He bit his lip and let his fingers and hormones do the talking. What kind of underwear?

Short boxer briefs. Stripped. Blue and black.

Dean closed his eyes and imagined Cas sitting on Dean's bed wearing those underwear and his glasses. Dean felt his dick twitch. He didn't have the time to masturbate. All he'd need is to get caught midstroke by an emergency.

Cas… take them off.

Maybe one of them could get off before they got a call.

Done.

How many times have you thought about me giving you head, Cas?

Too many.

Think about that right now. Think about me going down on you. I'd love to, Cas. You know that, right?

Do you?

God, yes. I'm tired of getting interrupted.

I am, too. Cas agreed as he started stroking himself.

I want to make you come, like I did the other night when you were listening to me.

I just want to hear you moan, Dean. Your moan is better than music to my ears.

Before Dean could respond, the alarm went off alerting them to another emergency. "Fuck," Dean mumbled. Why was he constantly getting interrupted?!

Goddammit, Cas. I have to go. We just got another call.

Dear Christ… Cas replied. He was so tired of getting interrupted. Why couldn't he just have a sexting conversation with his goddamn boyfriend?! If I attack you Thursday night, please don't be upset with me.

Cas set his phone on his nightstand and pulled his underwear back on. He was so angry he didn't even want to finish. He pulled on some clothes and decided to go get ice cream instead.

^O^

When Cas woke up Thursday morning, he had a little extra pep to his step. He was going to get to see Dean tonight. He was excited.

"So, can we expect you home sometime tonight?" Gilda asked as she fixed Charlie and herself a cup of coffee.

Cas smirked and shrugged. "I don't know. I do have to go to work in the morning."

Charlie walked into the room, walking up behind Gilda and wrapping her arms around her. "The one awesome thing no one ever talks about when dating someone of the same sex is how awesome it is that you can share clothes," she said before nuzzling Gilda's neck.

Cas shook his head. "I think you want me to get laid more than I want me to get laid."

Charlie pulled away from her girlfriend to stand beside her. "I'm not saying I want you to get laid, but I am saying I want you to bang that firefighter."

"And on that note, I'm going to work."

"Have a good day, Mr. Novak," Charlie called out to him as he walked out.

The rest of the day, Cas kept his eyes on the clock. He wanted three o'clock to get there more than he wanted anything in the world. When he had thirty minutes left of class, he started subtly gathering his things. That way as soon as the last kid was out of his classroom, he could make a break for his car. However, he made the mistake of checking his phone before he three rolled around.

I really need you to come home before you go to Dean's house. It's super important. he read the message from his sister over and over, shocked that this was happening.

What in the hell is so important that it can't wait until you see me again?

It's too much to type. Just come home. It'll only take a minute. Please!

Cas took a calm breath before responding. Fine.

After the bell rang and Haley made sure to give Mr. Novak a hug bye, he left. He saw Jess meeting Haley out front and they waved as he made his way to his car. He had to fight traffic to get out of the parking lot because apparently he wasn't the only one in a rush to see what their annoying older sister wanted before they went over to see their boyfriend they hadn't seen in three days. He didn't even turn the car off before getting out of it. He left it running as he rushed inside.

"What? What? Wh – ?" he stopped short when he saw the large bouquet of flowers on the counter in the kitchen. "Charlie?" he called out as he pulled the card from the plastic stem buried in the bouquet. "Gilda?"

Cas opened the card and read the note. I'm hoping Charlie convinced you to come home. I wanted to send you flowers at work, but I knew that might upset you. I just wanted to say that I'm looking forward to tonight. I've missed you these past three days. See you soon, Dean.

Cas' jaw dropped as he looked at the flowers. It was just a menagerie of all kinds of flowers and they were all beautiful. Cas heard Charlie and Gilda giggling. He turned and saw them peeking out of the hallway. "He sent me flowers?"

Charlie and Gilda nodded happily. "He did," Gilda said.

"I don't think anyone's ever sent me flowers," Cas admitted.

"Looks like we have a keeper," Charlie said.

Cas pulled a large purple flower from the middle and nodded. "I think we do, too. I'll see you ladies in the morning."

Charlie and Gilda cheered giddily. They were probably just a little more excited about Cas hooking up with the hot firefighter more than Cas was, but only just a little. Charlie wanted her baby brother to have what she had with Gilda, and hopefully they wouldn't have to keep it a secret forever.

Cas got back in his car and made a beeline straight for Dean's front door. He pulled his car up into the garage beside Dean's Impala and got out. He knocked on the door and hid his face behind the flower. As soon as Dean opened the door, Cas lowered the flower and smiled up at him. "Hello, Dean."

Dean smiled brightly at Cas. "She got you to come home."

Cas stepped up and kissed Dean as he pushed him back in his house and shut the door. Cas could smell food cooking and he hated that he was about to ruin dinner, but he didn't want to eat. He wasn't hungry for food. Cas pushed Dean towards the couch, but Dean stopped him.

"I've got dinner cooking."

"Fuck dinner, Dean."

Dean smirked at Cas. He walked over and turned off the oven and stove. "Consider it fucked," he said before he pulled Cas into the living room. Cas pulled off his sweater vest, tossing it behind him somewhere and tossed his glasses on the coffee table as Dean started kissing him again. He started to unbutton his shirt, but Dean brushed his hands away and started doing it for him. Cas shoved his hands up Dean's shirt, digging his fingers into his back. Dean pushed Cas' shirt off his shoulders and ran his hands down Cas' chest.

"You feel so good, Cas," Dean said as he started kissing on Cas' neck.

Cas started pushing Dean's shirt up. "Take your shirt off," he mumbled against Dean's ear.

Dean pulled back from Cas and grabbed the bottom of his shirt, pulling it above his head and tossing it behind Cas. Cas marveled at the sight in front of him. Dean was in pretty good shape, but it was the tattoo on his chest and shoulder that caught his attention. "I didn't know you had a tattoo."

It was a tribute to firefighters and his fire station. Cas ran his hand over it as Dean told him. "It never came up."

Cas pushed Dean down onto the couch. He got on top of him, straddling his thighs. "Do you have anymore?"

Dean shook his head. "Not yet," he said as he looked down at where Cas was sitting on him. He ran his hands up and down Cas' sides before he started to unfasten his jeans. Cas grabbed Dean's face and tilted his head back so Cas could kiss him. As Cas kissed Dean, Dean yanked Cas' jeans and boxer briefs down a little, making it easier for him to get inside of them.

Cas gasped against Dean's lips as Dean's hand found its way inside his boxer briefs and grabbed a hold of him. Dean sighed heavily as he started stroking Cas. He'd wondered what it would feel like to have another man's dick in his hand. He never imagined it would feel this nice. Cas tried to move back so he could watch Dean, but Dean wound his fingers into Cas' hair, pulling Cas' lips back against his. Once Dean had worked Cas until he was completely hard, Dean pulled out of the kiss and pushed Cas back.

Cas' mouth fell open as he saw Dean bend forward to take Cas into his mouth. His eyes slammed shut as soon as he felt Dean's tongue on the underside of his dick. He wanted this so much. He needed to keep his body in check so he didn't come right then. But Dean was unnaturally good at this. Cas realized Dean was right: he was a Winchester, he was naturally awesome at everything. He would take Cas as far into his mouth as he could and let his hand make up for the rest.

Cas ran his hand through Dean's hair, gripping the back of it as his hips started meeting Dean halfway. After a few more thrusts, Cas pulled him back. He was so close to coming. His lips were so red and swollen and his cheeks were a little flushed. Cas crashed his lips against Dean's, kissing him heatedly. He pulled out of the kiss and rested his forehead against Dean's. "I'm so close, Dean."

Dean wrapped his hand around Cas' cock. "Good," he said smirking.

"Wait," Cas said as he grabbed Dean's wrist. "I want you to come with me," he said as he moved Dean's hand and got off his lap. Cas got on his knees in front of Dean, unfastening his jeans. Dean didn't take his eyes off of Cas'. Cas bit his bottom lip. He was eager to see what Dean had in his jeans. "Lift up," he said, lightly smacking Dean's hips.

Dean lifted his hips and Cas pulled his jeans and boxer briefs down to his ankles. Cas was most definitely impressed. Dean smirked at Cas' smirk as Cas wrapped his hand around Dean's hard cock. "Looks like most of the work is already done for me."

"It's kind of hard not to get turned on with you half naked in my lap."

Cas smiled up at Dean, grabbing him behind the neck and pulling him forward to kiss him. "You say all the right things, Dean," Cas told him before pushing him back. "Now sit back and let me suck your cock."

Dean's smirk soon fell from his lips as Cas wrapped his lips around the head of Dean's dick, sucking hard. Dean's head fell back against the couch as Cas moved up and down his hard length. Dean laced his fingers in the back of Cas' hair. Dean's moans made Cas move faster and work harder. He sounded like he was on the edge of pleasure and pain and that did things to Cas he didn't know could be done.

Dean started chanting Cas' name softly, causing Cas to pull back. "Are you close?"

Dean could on nod. Cas kicked off the rest of his clothes and crawled back into Dean's lap. Cas grabbed Dean's dick and started stroking him. Dean caught on to Cas' idea and started stroking him as well. Cas tilted Dean's head back so he could kiss him while they jerked each other off. Soon, the pleasure became too much for Dean and he stopped kissing Cas. He head fell back and his fingers dug into Cas' hip as he came. Cas grunted, coming right behind Dean, falling forward as he washed over him. As they were both coming down, Cas' lips found Dean's neck, kissing him softly a few times.

Dean moaned softly. "Cas, that was amazing."

Cas chuckled against his neck. "Thank you, Dean. You did pretty amazing yourself."

"It's a Winchester thing, you'll get used to it." Cas laughed at him as he pulled away from Dean. Dean looked at them, both of the with come smeared on their chests. "So you want to see how loud the shower can be from the other side of the wall?"

Eh? Eh? Right? Eh? Makes up for the bad sexting, yes? Eh? And see what would've happened like... five (rough guesstimation) chapters ago if I'd left them alone with one another. Oh, and I was also going to cut the chapter short at the "Hello, Dean." That would've been a bitch thing to do, but it was just so a cute ending.

Okay, anyway, on to the good stuff. Thanks to everyone for reviewing! Leave me some more if you'd like! Thanks for reading, my dears! ^.^