Soo this one is kind of all over the place and i know it's not my best, but i've had this whole section in my mind for a while now and i needed to get it out, enjoy!
I can feel his warm skin against my fingers as I trail patterns down his toned stomach. We're sweating in the cold night air and I can feel Cas's beat heart on my fingertips. That was the best…anything…everything that happened in the history of ever. It was slow and gentle and fast and I would need to cover up some of my bruises. I moved to my side to look up at his eyes. They were darker than I remembered.
"What are you staring at?"
I felt his deep voice roll through my skin and I closed my eyes and smiled, "Nothing."I open my eyes to find him staring at me with a lop sided grin, "You're just beautiful."
"I love you Dean." Cas's heart sped up and his fingers gripped my shoulder.
It comes out of nowhere, those three words…I sit up in shock. "Cas-"
"I do, I love you. I love you more than I love anything else on this God forsaken rock." He sits up beside me and stares into my eyes, holding my gaze.
"I love you too." My voice catches on the words and I cough to cover it up. I hate talking about feelings but I would do anything to show him just how much he means to me. "I love you Cas. I love you more than should be possible."
The wind starts to pick up and I shiver. "Do I need to get you home so you can sleep somewhere warm?" Cas moves his hands up and down my arms to warm me up and I smiled. Suddenly grateful for how well he knows me, he knows that I'm uncomfortable with talking.
"Probably."
"Ok."
The walk back is slower than normal, and I blame it on him. Because every few seconds he'll stop and kiss me until I can't breathe. Then we're able to walk a few more yards until he does this all over again. I don't mind because he's insane and I love him.
"Do you think I could come in for a little bit?" Cas leans against the side of my house and worries his bottom lip. It's something I've never seen him do before and it worries me.
"Yeah, of course." I slide open my window and jump inside, it's not hard, but it's not easy. Then comes Cas tumbling in after me and he laughs a little too loud. I shh him and he smiles evilly at me.
"You think you can control me Winchester?"
For a second I can't tell if he's playing or not and my smile fades and terror starts to wind its way through my body, "Cas-"
"I would never do anything stupid Dean, you should know that." Then he takes me by the arm and throws me on my bed, "You know that right?"
I nod my head. "I know Cas, I trust you."
"Good." And he starts kissing me again, pinning me to the bed. I kick off my shoes onto the floor and winch at the sound, but it's not like anyone is going to hear it.
Cas's body presses into mine, pushing me deeper in my mattress to where all I can see or feel is home laying over me. He smells like the night air and musk. I close my eyes and let my surroundings wash over me. Nothing could be so perfect as it is right now.
"Dean?" my bedroom door opens and Sam peeks his head in, "I thought I heard-" and then he stops. "Dean?"
I push my way out from under Cas and roll off the bed, "It's nothing."
"Who's-"
"None of your business." He goes to turn on the lights but I stop him, "No, wait." I take a deep breath and behind me I can feel Cas sitting up on the bed, his hands are right behind my back and I can tell that they're curled into fists.
I know he would never hurt Sam, I just don't know what he would do. "Heya Sammy."
"It's Sam." He snaps back, "Hey wait." Sam's voice changes and I can see him turn his head slightly, "You sound familiar. Do I know you?" this time I don't have time to stop him before he flips the light witch on.
For a second it seems like Sam doesn't get it, he looks like someone just pulled a joke on him. "Dean." He doesn't look at me, "Dean is this-?" he takes a step forward and Cas gets off the bed and Sam steps back against the door, "Dean." He almost shouts.
Finally Sam looks from Cas to me, and the look on his face makes me feel worse than I ever have before. It's like I betrayed him. I step over to him and reach my hand out to him, "Its fine Sam." But he's not looking at me. Sam is looking at the cursive handwriting carved into my arm. "Sam."
"Dean maybe I should explain myself to your brother." This time hearing Castiel speak jars Sam out of his trance and he opens his mouth to yell. But then Cas is there, in front of my brother, and he jerks Sam by the arm and spins him around and pins him against the far wall.
"Cas-"
"Shut up Dean." There's no room to argue and I don't, but the sight of Cas trapping my brother with his weight and the look in his eye while it's happening…
"What are you doing to my brother?" Sam's eyes burned with fire and I had to look away from him. I never wanted any of this to happen.
"Nothing he hasn't consented to." Cas eases his grip on Sam but doesn't move away from him, "You're brother is very smart. He wouldn't do anything stupid." Sam looks like he wants to say something, but instead he just clamps his mouth shut and looks at me. "I'm not hurting him."
His eyes dart back to Castiel's face and he looks no longer afraid of speaking up to him, "Except that you have. You tore him away from his family for months, and when he did come back it was battered and bruised and you carved you name into his arm."
"Cas, maybe you should let go of him so we can talk about this." I gently grab his arm and when he turns to look at me his face softens. "It'll be fine." I reassure him.
Castiel lets go of Sam and he sits back down on my bed, looking more tense then he has in a while, "Ask away Sammy."
Sam removes himself from the wall and he stands so that we're both in his sight.