Dean trailed kisses along Castiel's jawline down the side of his neck, nipping and sucking as he went.
The angel moaned and writhed beneath him, trying desperately to grind his hips up into Dean.
With a firm hand, Dean held Castiel down as he continued to kiss and lick at every bit of exposed flesh, marking it with bruises and bite marks.
He reached up and undid the buttons of Castiel's dress shirt, opening it to reveal the angel's chest and stomach. His breath caught in his throat at the very sight.
Yes, he had seen Castiel shirtless countless times before, but in this moment he was the most gorgeous being Dean had ever laid eyes on.
"You're so beautiful, Cas..." he whispered staring down at the angel, cupping his cheek gently as he pressed a kiss to his lips.
Castiel sighed softly into the kiss, parting his lips to invite Dean's tongue to taste him.
Dean invaded Castiel's mouth, their tongues battling for dominance until the angel submitted, giving himself into the kiss with a moan.
Dean caressed Castiel's body, his hands working their way to the angel's pants before opening them as fingers wrapped themselves around Castiel's aching cock.
"Dean..." Castiel begged trying to thrust up into Dean's hand. He was desperate for contact, as the memory of the night before came rushing back to him. He needed more.
Dean loved the way Castiel begged for him, it was innocent but oh so dirty, having the angel desperately in need.
"You want this?" Dean ran his fingers up and down the length of Castiel as he drew his tongue across one of Castiel's nipples, sucking the sensitive bud into his mouth.
Castiel's breath hitched, panting softly and arching into Dean's touch as he turned his attention on Castiel's other nipple, his hand stroking his stiff length.
Dean shifted off of Castiel, undoing his belt and tugging his jeans down enough to reveal his own aching cock. Castiel's eyes lit up at the sight, sitting up to follow Dean.
Dean tugged his jacket and shirt off and tossed them somewhere behind him, immediately working his jeans the rest of the way off his legs.
Castiel snapped away his shirt, jacket and slacks, leaving himself in only his trench coat and loose tie.
Dean licked his lips at the sight, having imagined Castiel in nothing but. The angel must've read his mind.
"Come here, now!" Dean practically growled, grabbing Castiel by his tie and pulling.
Castiel crawled onto Dean's lap, wrapping his arms around the hunter's broad shoulders and staring lovingly into beautiful green eyes.
Dean wrapped his arms around Castiel's waist, kissing along his neck and collarbone, biting all the right spots that made the angel moan.
"Please..." Castiel was breathless, a writhing mess in Dean's grasp against him.
"Please what, angel?" Dean purred against Castiel's throat, teeth nipping at the sensitive skin.
"Please... fuck me,"
Sam looked up from double checking their food supplies when he heard the Bunker entry door swing open, followed by the sounds of footsteps and laughter.
Castiel and Dean made their way down the spiral staircase, arms around each other's waist as they marched into the kitchen where Sam was.
"Well, looks like you two had fun... Get caught in the rain?" Sam greeted the pair, noticing Dean and Castiel were both a little wet and their clothes disheveled.
Dean and Castiel glanced down at themselves and at each other, breaking out into huge grins before laughing even more.
"Yeah, you could say that," Dean responded with a grin, looking up at his brother. Castiel glanced down at the tile floor, trying to hide the blush creeping into his cheeks.
"I'll start dinner if y'all wanna go change into dryer clothes," Sam offered, slightly confused by the pairs reactions.
"We'll do just that... C'mon Cas," Dean turned around as he ushered Castiel out of the room and into a corridor, leaving Sam to his confusion.
"Dean..." Castiel spoke quietly once they were alone, glancing down at his hands.
"What is it, angel?" Dean responded with a smile, bringing Castiel's attention to him.
"I really enjoyed our time together today," Castiel pressed his lips against Dean's, his hand on the front of Dean's shirt, damp from the rain.
"I'm glad, I did too..." Dean clasped his hand over Castiel's on his chest, squeezing it lovingly.
After having both changed into dry comfortable clothes, Castiel and Dean returned to the kitchen where Sam was cooking stew.
He figured it was the perfect meal for his brother after having been out in the rain.
"Thanks Sammy!" Dean said enthusiastically when Sam set a bowl in front of him at the table, as he sat down across from him with his own bowl.
"You wanna try some, Cas? There's plenty to go around," Sam offered seeing the angel looking at his and Dean's bowls.
"No thank you, perhaps another time..." Castiel replied with a slight smile at the younger Winchester.
"Hey, I was wondering since we don't have anything else to do, maybe a movie tonight?" Sam suggested looking between his brother and Castiel.
Dean and Castiel shared a look with each other before turning their attention onto Sam, who suddenly felt like he was being left out of something.
"Sure, what'd you have in mind?" Dean answered after a moment, feeling Castiel nudge his leg with his foot under the table.
"How about a comedy?" Sam suggested with a shrug.
"Haven't seen Men in tights in a while," Dean responded with his own shrug.
Castiel looked between the two brothers, suddenly very confused about why they would want to see men wearing tights.
Dean led Castiel and Sam into the room, arm full of a bowl of popcorn and other snacks. Sam carrying drinks and Castiel with pillows and blankets.
They set everything up, Sam sitting on the floor this time with a pillow under him and a blanket on his lap. Castiel took up the recliner beside Dean, the two of them sharing a blanket and pillows.
Dean dimmed the lights as he started the movie, grabbing a drink and passing one down to Sam as the opening sequence began.
Castiel was no longer confused as Dean and Sam explained the movie title to him, chuckling at the angel's sense of taking things literally.
Halfway through the movie, Castiel nodded off leaning against Dean, who had a good idea as to why the angel was bizarrely out of energy after their day together.
"I can't believe he actually fell asleep," Sam whispered, surprised at the sight of Castiel fast asleep against Dean.
"Yeah, it's a little weird..."
Dean smiled down at the angel, pressing a kiss to the top of his head when Sam turned his attention back to the movie.