Sam and Gabriel were walking down the corridor, near to the dungeons, it was almost curfew for first years, and Sam didn't want to get in trouble on his first day.

They were just rounding the corner to where the Slytherin dorms were.

"Goodnight, Sam- see you tomorrow."

"Goodnight, Gabriel."

"Oh, wait."

Gabe leant over to adjust Sam's bandage on his nose. Sam edged back slightly.

"Wait, lets go over to the wall, there's better lighting there."

Sam had his back against he wall, as Gabriel leant in closer, adjusting his wrapping.

"There we go, all done."

Gabriel's eyes drifted from Sam's bandage, down to his lips, and the looked back up, into his eyes.

Sam stared intensely back at Gabriel.

Gabe leaned forward.

"Wait!" Sam exclaimed, causing Gabriel to jump back, startled.

"Sorry, it's just, I've never...kissed anyone before."

Sam said, blushing.

Gabriel smirked.

"Well that's good, cause neither have I."

Sam smiled.

Gabriel placed his hands on Sam's shoulders, pinning him to the wall, and leaned up, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

Sam's eyes fluttered open, they grinned sheepishly at each other.

Sam placed one hand around Gabe's waist, and the other at the back of his head, angling his face upwards for another kiss.

Their lips touched, Sam felt Gabe's quick breath on his cheek, and flushed bright red.

They were so engrossed with each other, that they didn't see the two figures coming round the corner.

Dean stood dead in his tracks. There was his little, innocent brother, making out with that short, smart ass Slytherin from before.

"Shouldn't you be in bed, Sammy?"

The two boys pulled away from each other, startled by the sudden, angry voice.

"Dean! It's not what it looks like." Sam cried.

Dean rolled his eyes.

"Really, because it looks like you were making out with some Slytherin, Sammy you're my little brother and you're not old enough to-"

Dean paused as he noticed the bandages wrapped around Sam's nose.

"Sammy, who did that to you?"

He asked, glaring at Gabriel.

"Dean! Gabe didn't do this to me! I accidentally hit myself in the face with a broom, when I was trying to lift it up."

Dean and Cas looked at Sam, first with confusion, and then they both burst into laughter.

"It's not funny Dean!" Sam whined.

"No, it's not funny, it's hilarious!" Dean exclaimed.

"You should have seen it in person, it was hysterical!"

Gabe chimed in.

Dean scowled at Gabe.

"Listen, I don't want to judge you based on your house, but I'm warning you now, if you ever hurt Sammy, and I do mean ever in any way. I will hunt you down, and kill you."

Sam sighed.

"Calm down Dean, it was only a kiss."

Dean smirked.

"Yeah, well that's what the killers thought and look how that turned out."

"The killers?"

Dean rolled his eyes.

"They're a band Sammy."

Gabe replied.

"I love the killers!"

Dean smiled.

"Okay, I approve- he's a keeper."

Sam chuckled.

"You guys better head to bed, it's almost past first year curfew. Oh and Gabe, remember; I will kill you."

He said, glaring menacingly at Gabe.

Gabe stumbled backwards and mumbled a quick goodbye and goodnight to Sam.

Sam rolled his eyes.

Dean didn't realise that Cas had slipped his hand into his- it just felt so natural.

Sam smiled.

"So, you finally admitted your feelings for him."

Dean's eyes widened, and he flushed red.

"What?"

"Well, I mean you guys are holding hands so I thought you were-"

"We're not holding hands," sneered Dean, blushing as he looked down and saw Cas' fingers intertwined with his own.

Sam flashed them a smile before saying goodnight, and rushing off to his dorm room.

Cas grinned mischievously at Dean, and whispered in his ear.

"You know, you're pretty sexy when you're angry."

Dean blushed, and before he knew it, Cas had him pinned against the wall, their lips crashing together.

Dean wrapped his arms around Cas' waist, pulling him closer, and opening his mouth to let Cas' tongue slide in.

Cas moaned as he felt Dean's tongue hit the back of his throat, causing Dean to form a series of grunts from the vibrations on his tongue.

Dean pulled away and smiled, as he grabbed Cas and turned them around, pushing Cas against the wall, leaving a trail of kisses down his jaw. Cas groaned as Dean nipped at his neck.

"Come on," Dean smirked. "I know a more private place we can go."

Dean led Cas to the room of requirement, and pushed him until his legs were resting against the frame of the bed that had just appeared.

Dean slid his hands underneath Cas' robes, and slipped them off easily. Cas did the same, and started to unbutton Dean's shirt, while Dean continued to kiss his neck.

Dean snaked his hands around Cas' hips, pulling him closer until he could feel erection.

Dean smirked, and knelt down in front of Cas, before undoing his belt and zip.

"Dean what are you-"

Cas moaned as he felt Dean's tongue around his skin.

"Ohhh, Dean..."

Dean hummed against Cas, causing him to tighten his grip on the bed frame, as his groans became increasingly louder.

"Oh... fuck..Dean, DEAN!"

Cas yelled.

Dean finally stood up, grinning at Cas, he gave a him a quick kiss. Cas could taste himself on Dean's tongue, as he snaked his hands around Dean's neck, pulling him down towards him. Cas pulled away, and hastily attempted to put his underwear and trousers back on with some dignity, but he Dean had made him weak in the knees, so he fell back onto the bed. Dean sniggered as he smoothly buttoned up his shirt.

"As graceful as ever Cas."

Cas was still panting, his head spinning.

He only managed to blurt out a few words in between gasps.

"That was...nice...thank..you..."

Dean chuckled.

"Anytime. Anyway, I better get to bed- see you tomorrow morning."

Dean walked over to the bed, where Cas was lying, and placed a hand on either side of his head. He planted a quick kiss on Cas' lips before he felt himself being pulled down for more. He lingered, as Cas' lips moved in sync with his. He finally pulled away, whispered a faint goodnight in Cas' ear, and returned to his dorm room.

It took Cas a little longer to process the events of the evening. But he figured he should probably process the events in his room, he didn't want to get caught last curfew on the first day.