Hey guys, thanks to all of you who have reviewed or added the story. I really appreciate it. I greatly apologize for any mistakes. I haven't yet figured out how to get a beta or who for that matter. This is a lot shorter than the others and I'm sorry for that. It was going to be longer but my night hasn't gone to well. I could use some reviews. :) *hint hint* Lol. Anyways I have a big few weeks coming up so I don't know when I will be able to get another chapter out. Sorry if it takes a while, but I promise I will try.
P.S. I own nothing, per usual. (Wish I did own it though).
Cas' wings were beautiful. The ebony black and sapphire tipped feathers shimmered around him. They rose from his upper back past his shoulder blades and unfurled behind him, reaching to almost six or seven feet on either side, arching and rising to a magnificent height. I was more than slightly worried as to why I could see his wings, but really I was more or less distracted. I really wanted to put my pants on, I mean I only sleep in boxes and the look Cas had given me when I woke up. The combination of those eyes and that messy bed-head with the trench coat and now wings? I was definitely hiding a little, well not quite so little, friend behind the jeans in my hand. I couldn't find the want in my mind to put on the pants especially after I saw the look in Cas eyes as he looked me up and down, appreciating almost, an emotion closer to hunger boiling in his vibrant eyes. I smiled at that, internally though, couldn't ruin the plan now could we?
It took all I had really, everything to tear my eyes away from those stunning eyes and look down. I quickly pulled the jeans on, smiling when it wasn't obvious what I confined beneath them, it had gone away a little thankfully. I lifted my head back up, my eyes meeting his and couldn't help but smile. The light was shining in the room more not and the way the light caught his feathers was astounding. They shone with a glimmer that made me shiver, I wanted to touch them so badly but I couldn't make my feet more towards him. Man, I really need to stop those chick flick moments.
"Dean, you seem to be…distracted…is anything ok?" I swear if I wasn't trying to 'plan' something I would have jumped the man that instant. He smirked at me, friggin' smirked when he said 'distracted' he smirked and he shook those wings of his, curling them towards me, the feathers not even a foot away from my hands. I twitched crazily on the inside, god damnit I wanted those wings. If I didn't know my little innocent angel so well I would think he was doing all this on purpose, but my virgin angel would never do that. I cleared my head of all thoughts, appropriate of inappropriate and responded.
"No Cas," I was shocked to hear my voice crack a little, deep and raspy with lust I had to clear my throat before continuing. "No, I am not distracted. I just need a shirt." I made good on my point by moving towards the duffle bag at the foot of the bed but he beat me to it. I stopped a foot away his wings stretching to reach out to me as he dug into the bag. I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow when he pulled out my tightest black shirt, which just happened to also be low cut and hand it to me. A mischievous twinkle in his eyes. I shrugged my shoulders and took the shirt from his hands he smiled, his eyes moving down my chest as I slid the shirt over my head. It clung close to my body I smiled at Cas without realizing it and was happy when he smiled back. I looked down at my shirt and thought two can play this game. With that I smiled and looked at my angel indicating he should follow me to the Impala. "I'm hungry, let's go grab some grub." I gave him my best sexy smirk and moved towards the car. I was starting to believe that maybe me and Sammy's plan would be that much easier. I glanced over to Sam's bed out of the corner of my eye, almost erupting into laughter at the look of Sam locked into a chick-flick moment with Gabe. I shook my head slightly before moving out towards the Impala and a little privacy with my angel. I smirked gently at the thought.
I slid into the passenger seat of the Impala next to Dean. I couldn't stop my eyes when they traveled over to his torso, I mentally reminded myself that once all these plans were done and over with I would make sure Dean wore that shirt more often. It suited him, clinging to his masculine features nicely. I was definitely appreciating this, although I was slightly put off that we had moved from our previous location, the relentless teasing and sly hints were actually quite entertaining. Though I must admit my jeans were slowly starting to feel a little less tight. I'm not sure what humans would call that, but I believe it was an emotion close to 'lust'. I found I quite enjoyed it. I smiled slightly and sunk lower into the seat, revealing in its comfort.
"So Cas," Dean flicked his eyes over to me and I could see a mischievous look glisten in them. That look made me shiver from my head to my toes. He smiled as he placed his hand on my shoulder and dug his nails into my skin lightly through my coat. I suddenly realized that our game in the motel room had just moved locations and in fact was far from over.