Dean knelt before him "Please, Cas" he begged grabbing Castiel's ass to pull him closer. His pants were already around his ankles his erection inches from Dean's hungry lips. His cock throbbing and leakingprecome as Dean licked his lips. Cas obliged rubbing the tip across Dean's face, the man hummed with satisfaction and looked up at him, mouth lightly parted as Castiel traced the kiss swollen lips. Deansmiled and lapped teasingly at the tip. "Come on" Dean whispered with a cock still on his lips "Please". Again Cas did as Dean asked, he couldn't stand it if the man began to beg. He ran his hands throughDeans hair, the man leaning into the touch, closing his eyes, mouth hung open eager and trusting. "Yes" Dean breathed when Castiel gripped two handfuls of hair. He pushed the head of his cock past Deanslips, Dean licked and sucked on it making the filthiest noises Cas had ever heard, he moaned. Dean gripped his ass tighter with encouragement. Cas breathed and gave the man what he wanted. He startedslow, getting a rhythm and pulling out far enough to allow Dean to breathe, as he pulled the man down on his cock and thrust his hips into his face. Dean moaned with every breath, and Cas quickened hispace, Fucking harder when Dean's grip urged him to. He watched Dean carefully to be sure he wasn't moving to hard or to fast, but Dean let his arms go slack at his side, tipping his head back to allow Cas full entry into his throat. The man looked up at him, pupils blown wide and full of pleasure. "oh, Dean" Castiel gripped his hair tight slowing his pace to draw out the pleasure, Dean took the opportunity to moan, and Cas fell apart. He held on to Dean for dear life, the orgasm shot through him like fire and Dean was happily along for the ride enjoying an orgasm of his own.
"Cas, hey man are you okay?" Dean was over him with his hands on his shoulders, Cas instinctively grabbed the mans arms to ground himself, in a full sweat and panting heavily. Oh Shit. He could feel the stickiness between his legs and turned a violent red.
"No, yes. Yes I'm fine" Cas choked out as he pushed himself past Dean.
"You sure?" The man walled towards him "You don't look fine"
"I am, it was just a bad dream"
"Was it?" Dean asked his face betraying him allowing his lips to curl into a smile. "Sounded like I was in it, how bad could it have been?" He nodded with a suggestive wink.
Luck was on Castiel's side that the remnants of the wet dream were only felt and not seen.
"It was the zombie apocalypse, you tell me" Cas lied well. The terror of Dean having any idea what he had conjured up in his subconscious was highly motivating.
"Well, I'm good with a gun, keep me in mind for the real thing"
Castiel smiled at the idea of Dean responding that way to the real subject of the dream.
"Oh, I will" Cas said with unchecked innuendo clear in his voice. Dean returned with a look of... Worry, question, hope? It was to early and Cas was to hung over and rattled to examine any of it. "Shit, I've got to shower and get ready to pick up Ishmael and head up to Gabriel's"
"Oh, yeah. Christmas" Dean sighed
"What are your plans?"
"Sam is spending the holiday with Jess and I honestly don't feel like spending it with Bobby. I'll probably stay home and watch it's a wonderful life until I'm blue in the face"
Castiel knew he was going to regret the next thing he said.
"You can come along with Ishmael and I if you want, can't have you spending Christmas alone"
Dean waved him off "I'm used to it, it's practically tradition"
"That's a terrible tradition, the more the merrier"
"I don't want to impose, it's your family"
"Dean" Cas had no idea when exactly it stopped being an invitation and morphed into a demand. Still, the way Dean lit up just a little was enough. "Good, pack for a week"