Castiel swiftly janked Dean's shirt up and over his head. Throwing it to the floor, Cas' hands explored every inch of Dean's bare skin. But Dean wanted more. The couch was a tad too small for him and he was getting uncomfortable. Once again Dean gathered Cas in his arms and stood. Carrying Cas to the bedroom as quickly as he possibly could, Cas exploded in laughter. All the while planting small, quick kisses on Cas' neck, cheek, and lips. He could hardly restrain himself anymore. Laying Cas down on the bed, he undid his belt and let the jeans fall to his ankles. Kicking them to the side, he got on top of Cas and went to work on his belt. Freeing Cas from the confines of his pants and boxers, Dean found that Cas was as hard as a rock.

"Ohh, baby," Dean's voice was full of love and lust.

"Please… Dean," Cas' voice was shaky with need.

Dean obliged and gave Castiel what he wanted. He licked up the shaft and sucked each one of his balls in turn. His hands travelled upward, stroking Cas' smooth stomach, and finding that Cas had magicked his shirt away. He brought his hands back down and started to massage Cas' balls, causing multiple moans to erupt from Cas' mouth. Taking Cas fully in his mouth he tasted precum, licking the slit and sucking on just the head of his cock. The bulge in Dean's boxers growed, tightening the fabric. He pushed deeper. Pulling back and going forward again. He pushed forward all the way, slightly gagging. He worked up to a faster pace. Cas could not keep quiet any longer.

"Ohhh…. Dean…. Ohhh," Cas moaned, trying to talk, but failing.

"Pleee...assse, ah Dean! I...I need you," he tried again, more successfully this time.

Dean pulled away, coming up to eye level with Cas, "Ok, sweetheart."

Cas' hands pulled on Dean's hair, bringing him closer. Their lips found each other. Dean asked for entrance and Cas slightly parted his lips. Sliding his tongue inside of Cas' mouth, he explored and tasted every inch. He pulled off his boxers, still keeping their lips pressed firmly together, but finally allowing his hard cock some room. Pulling away, Dean took three of his fingers and sucked slowly on them, then lightly asked Cas to do the same. Castiel happily obliged, taking all three into his mouth and roughly sucking and licking at them. Moaning, Dean slid his fingers out of Cas' mouth. Asking Cas to flip over, he lined up a finger with his hole. Slowly sliding it inside, Cas spilled out moans again and again.

"Ahh, Dean!" Cas exclaimed when Dean's whole finger was inside of him.

He urged Dean to go faster, pleading him to go faster. Dean thrust his finger inside Cas, picking up the pace. The slowed considerably, then added another finger. He stretched and scissored Cas, preparing him. Ever so slowly, he pulled his fingers out, and thrust them back him.

"Dean, I… cannot. Wait. Much. Longer," Cas pleaded with Dean.

"Do you want another finger, baby? Or my cock inside you, sweetheart?"

"I want you inside me."

"What exactly do you want?"

"I…I want you to fuck me like there's no tomorrow," Castiel replied huskily, his beautiful blue eyes filled with need.

"As you wish."

Dean brought the tip of his cock in between Castiel's ass. Slowly pushing inside, he paused briefly and allowed Cas to become comfortable. Cas spread his legs wider, urging Dean deeper. Inching forward, Dean was fully inside. He pulled slowly out and then thrust hard back inside.

"Please, Dean. Faster," Cas commanded.

Dean thrusted harder, pushing up into Cas faster.

Cas let out a long, loud moan, "There, Dean. Right there!"

Dean continued to pound into Castiel, hitting that spot over and over again. The moans coming from Cas got more rushed and loud.

"Dean, I am close."

He did not let up the pace, thrusting faster. Dean reached for Cas' cock, taking it in his hand and and pumping.

"Come on baby. Come for me," Dean said breathlessly.

He gave a couple more thrusts into Cas and kept pumping his hand on Cas' cock. Cas' eyes rolled back as he pinched them closed. He tightened around Dean's cock inside him as he came. A scream erupted from Cas' lips as he came all over the bed sheets.

That's all Dean needed to reach the edge. Still pumping on Cas' cock he came inside of him.

"Fuck! Cas," Dean chanted.

Panting hard he slowly pulled out of Cas, not wanted to separate from him. He pulled the top comforter off and set it on the floor. Climbing back into bed, he laid next to Cas.

Whispering in Cas' ear, "I love you."

"I love you too," Cas whispered back, pulling him in for a kiss.

"How does the expression go? We're like guns &... wild flowers?" Cas asked, parting from Dean.

Dean chuckled softly, "Guns & roses, Cas. Not guns & wild flowers. But yes, we fit together. However, unexpectedly."

"Why unexpectedly?"

"I've been to Hell, and you're a fucking Angel, Cas. I'm do not exactly have a "pure" soul."

Cas nuzzled his head in Dean's neck, breathing slowly.

"Your soul. It is pure Dean. I can see it."

Dean sighed, "Goodnight, Cas," he said, ending the discussion.

"Goodnight, Dean."

"Are you gonna sleep?"

"Of course not, but I will watch over you."

Surprisingly, Dean found the thought comforting and was asleep within a moment.

§•◇•§

Dean awoke to Cas in the same position, his eyes were closed, but Dean could tell that he was not asleep.

"Goodmornin' Cas. Did you sleep well?" He asked sarcastically.

"I didn't sleep, you know that."

"Jesus, Cas. You need to learn sarcasm."

"I do not see how learning 'sarcasm'," he used air quotes, "is essential to life."

"It's not," Dean sighed, realizing it was hopeless.

He brought his hand up, stroking Cas' hair. Looking at the clock, he saw that it was only 7 in the morning.

"What would you like to do today?" Dean asked.

"Hmm," Castiel thought a moment, "I have never seen dolphins, or fish for that matter."

"So you want to go on a boat to see dolphins, then you want to go scuba diving?"

"I suppose so."

"Ok. Well, let's get dressed, eat, and then we can go."

"Agreed."

Dean planted a soft kiss on Cas' lips as he stood. Gathering his clothes from yesterday, he tossed them into the washer for later. He grabbed his duffel bag and walked back into the bedroom. There, he saw that Cas had magicked the bed clean and fresh, as if they had never slept in it. Cas himself was in his clothes from yesterday, the clothes that he always wore, everyday. Without hesitating, even for a moment, he swiftly took clothes out of his duffel bag and began putting them on.

Excruciatingly slow, he pulled on a pair of black boxers. Sliding a pair of jeans that had a couple rips in it, over the boxers, he kept his slow pace. Cas had noticed and took interest in admiring the hunter's well built body.

"See somethin' you like, sweetheart?" Dean asked, not bothering to look in Cas' direction.

Castiel rushed to Dean and pushed him up against the wall, "Do," kiss, "not," kiss, "tempt," kiss, "me," he crashed their lips together once more, trailing small kisses down Dean's jawline and neck.

"Come on, Cassie. We'll never get out of here," Dean pleaded, "Let me get dressed, please."

"Fine," Cas disappeared in a flash, leaving a surprised Dean.

"Damn it, Cas! What the hell?" he shouted.

He finished with his belt and slid his black shirt on. Taking his leather jacket, he headed into the kitchen, looking for where he left the Impala's key. Finally finding it on the floor next to the couch, he put his leather jacket on and walked out the door, making sure to pocket the room keys so he would not lose them.

Dean drove to a nearby diner to get something to settle his raging appetite. Walking inside he spotted Cas, sitting at a booth in the far corner. Quickly walking up and sitting across from him, Dean decided it better not to ask. He ate in complete silence, only speaking up when he ordered his food.

"I am sorry for leaving," Cas eventually said after Dean had finished.

Dean just nodded, and took a drink of his orange juice.

"It's alright, just don't pull anything like that again. Ok, sweetheart?"

"Ok."

Dean set his glass down and stood up, dropping money on the table.

"Let's go rent us a boat," Dean said as he walked towards the diner's door.

§•◇•§

They had found a small shop that rented out their mid-sized boats. Finding one that was just perfect for the two of them, they rented it out for the day. The surf shop also had diving equipment, and they both bought their own things. Dean had never driven a boat before, so they also had to hire a 'tour-guide' to show them the best places to dive and see dolphins, he also drove.

It was 10 o'clock by now, and they had just gotten under-way. The shore was barely visible by the time the dolphins started jumping.

"Look! There!" Cas screamed excitedly against the wind.

"I see 'em," Dean qued the guide to slow down a little, allowing Cas to get a better view.

Cas tilted his head in awe, "Wow."

Dean wrapped his arm around Cas' shoulder, bringing him closer. They both used stared as the dolphins leaped and soared through the sky and back into the clear blue water. After a couple minutes they faded behind the boat. Next, the guide was taking them to a coral reef that was full of fish.

Completely in sync, the duo put on the wetsuits they had bought, and the oxygen tanks they would need to breath under the water. The guide stopped the boat and continued to give them tips about diving. He also corrected a few things when the boys were done putting on their gear.

Finally, they were ready. Sitting on the edge of the boat, they guide checked everything one more time, before counting down.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1. Go!"

Cas and Dean back flipped off the edge of the boat and landed gracefully in the water. Taking a moment to regain his senses, Dean swam to the surface and stuck his fist out of the water, giving the guide a thumbs up. He swam over to Cas and pulled him towards the edge of the reef.

The sight made Cas breathless. For a moment Dean also forgot to breath. All he could do was whip his head wildly back and forth, looking at all of the colorful fish and coral that now surrounded him. Cas took his hand and together they swam to and fro, finding as many different fish as they could, looking in every crack there was. Dean ran his hand along the coral, feeling the bumps and roughness. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before.

They were able to stay down there for a good 2 hours before their oxygen tanks started to get low. Together, they started making their way towards the boat. Finding the silhouette of the boat was easy and they adjusted their position accordingly as they ascended.

"How was the view?" the guide asked when they had breached the surface.

Dean pulled the mouthpiece out before he spoke, "Amazing."

Cas followed suit, "Breath-taking."

"Glad to hear."

Dean gipped the edge of the boat and hoisted himself up onto the off his oxygen tank, he reached a hand down, offering to help Castiel up. Cas took his hand, Dean pulled and Cas, as light as air, came up without a problem. He also took off his oxygen tank, setting it next to Dean's. They both took their wet suits off and got settled in each other's arms, overlooking the ocean.

"Thank you, Dean. Really, this is amazing," Cas spoke up, looking at him with those beautiful blues.

"You're gonna have to stop lookin' at me like that, Cas," he whined then cleared his throat, "you're welcome."

Cas clung you his waist and kissed his cheek, "I love you."

"I love you too."

§•◇•§

They returned the boat to the dock and returned all their diving equipment to the surf shop. By the time they had gotten back to their condo, it was 3:20 in the afternoon.

"Could you like maybe use your wings and get me something to eat, sweetheart?" Dean was starving and didn't want to drive anywhere.

"What would you want?"

"Bacon cheeseburger. Extra bacon."

"Alright," Cas was gone before Dean could blink.

Dean went to the bedroom, changing into a pair of plaid pajama bottoms and an AC/DC shirt. Walking into the living room he sat on the couch, turning the TV on and absent mindedly flipping through the channels. Settling on the local news, he tuned it out. Instead, he thought mostly of Cas and how the hell he was gonna tell Sam. He laughed at the thought.

Soon enough, Cas was back with his bacon cheeseburger. Taking it gratefully, he opened the package, and took a large bite.

"What the hell is this!" Dean shouted choking.

Cas snorts, "A tofu burger. I thought you'd like to try one," he smirked at Dean.

"This is shit food."

Cas pulled out another bag from behind him, "Here's what you actually ordered."

Dean tentatively grabbed the bag.

He took a cautious bite, just do make sure. Satisfied that it was in fact a bacon cheeseburger, he sighed.

"This is delicious. Thank you, sweetheart."

Cas took a seat next to Dean and watched the boring television.

Soon enough, Dean was done with his burger and had thrown away the empty bags and the disgusting tofu burger.

"I'm gonna take a shower. Be right back," Dean said as he walked into the bedroom.

He took a quick 10 minute shower and brushed his teeth as he combed his hair. Putting the pajamas he had on earlier back on, he walked back into the living room. Cas was in the same exact position, staring at the TV.

"Find it interesting?"

"I find it intriguing how humans can watch this often. It only ever talks about death and robberies," Cas turned to face Dean.

Dean walked over and sat next to Cas, inviting him onto his lap. Cas happily crawled on top of Dean and buried his face into Dean's neck. Dean reached for the remote and shut the TV off. He brought his hand up and pulled it gently through Cas' hair, careful not to get it snagged on a tangle. Realizing how tired he was, he rested his head on Cas' and encircled and arm around him. Laying back he closed his eyes and before he knew it, he asleep.

AN: Sorry about how long this took to post, I've had a busy couple of days. Merry Christmas! How do you think I'm doing so far? Please review. Where would you like to see the story go from here? Thanks for reading! What would you like to read more of? Let me know!

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