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“Hello dean.” Cas appears then greets as he sees dean, drinking. “Where is... sam?”
Dean takes his last sip onto his 6th beer. “With bobby.. i dont know.” He answers, tone rough, he places the empty beer onto the table infront of him roughly making a loud clink noise, he then slowly spreads his legs wider, leaning back onto the chair comfortably, yawning gently.
”Do you need help?” Cas asks after a moment, standing awkwardly across the table.
Dean glares at him, raising an eyebrow. “Why are you even here?” He asks, visibly ‘irritated’ at cas’ presence, but cas doesnt answer.
Cas slowly approaches him until they were inches away from each other, then he reaches out to press the back of his hand on his forehead, it wasnt too hot or too cold, average.
Dean flinches as cas does that, slightly moving away. “Im not sick, okay?” He assures him with his eyes closed, cas nods slowly and quickly moves his hand away.
”Do you want company?” He asks, dean opens his eyes and glares up at him.
”Okay.” Dean snaps, quickly standing up, swaying a bit. “Because your too touchy and talkative,” he says, grabbing the beer from earlier, his knuckles whitening. “Why not you go fetch me another beer from the fridge like a good fucking boy and stop pissing me off!” He yells, throwing the beer on the floor angrily, the glass shatters everywhere but cas doesnt move, even flinch.
Cas looks at the shattered glass on the ground then back at dean’s face. “Dean, stop.”
”No, you stop!” He continues to shout, pointing a finger at cas. “Your always on my back like a fucking stalker, why cant you just let me be me.” He growls, almost like a kid whining.
“I just want to check if your okay.” Cas explains, his tone still soft.
”Well i dont need it! So put that concern and put it-“ Dean cuts himself off, he stares at cas’ blue eyes and damn.
Cas was actually gorgeous, those chapped lips of his, his slightly ruffled hair, dean could feel his cheeks burning, cas cocks his head to the side, brows furrowed. “...Dean?” He calls.
Dean licks his lips slowly, his expression softening, he cant help himself, he wants to do it.
Without a word, dean quickly leans forward and crashes their lips together, cas was shock at the sudden movement, eyes wide open, brows raised, lips not moving.
He places his hands onto cas’ chest and pushes him onto the wall roughly, his lips hovering over his, cas finally realizes what was happening so he kisses back with the same energy.
”Mmm.. cas.” Dean mumbles as he feels hands wandering around his chest, he kisses harder, biting onto his lower lip making cas whimper in surprise but he likes that, dean could feel his jeans already tightening.
They continue kissing passionately, tongues swirling in each other mouths, dean pulls away eventually to catch his breath but cas quickly grabs the collar of his leather jacket and pulls him back, their lips meeting again.
After for a moment dean pulls away again, this time to remove cas’ trench coat and cas watches him as he does so, he finally removes the coat and throws it aside, then back to kissing again.
Cas’ lips trailed down to dean’s jaw, kissing on it gently, dean tilts his head more, exposing the skin of his neck like he was inviting cas to kiss it, and he understands, moving much lower until he was kissing his exposed neck.
Dean smelled good, beer mixed with those cheap motel body soap and perfume, cas gently bites onto his skin and dean gaspS. “Cas.” He whispers, closing his eyes, he places his hands onto the wall between cas.
Cas slowly stops, leaning back and dean kisses him again, still rough and sloppy, dean breaks a kiss and reaches down using one hand onto his belt to undo it.
As cas watches him, he had 2 things in his mind that he think would happen after dean removes his pants, one he would get fucked or two he would eat his cock, and he actually doesnt mind.
After dean undos his belt, he unzips his jeans and pulls it down with his boxers, his hard cock immediately goes out, reddish wet tip, about 7 to 8 inches long.
Dean grabs cas’ wrists and leads his hand to his cock, making him wrap his whole hand around it, dean shivers at the touch. “God..” he mutters under his breath, cas understood what he wanted and tightens his grip slightly, making dean shiver again.
Cas began to move his hand up and down in a slow pace, dean’s grip on his wrist tightens, his breaths began to get heavy.
The sight of cas’ hand fucking his cock was amazing, he could feel his body tensing up. ”Faster.” Dean quietly says, biting his lower lip, cas does, gripping it tighter and moving his hand faster, dean was hardly trying to trap the loud sound in his throat, because he wants to save it for later...
Dean slowly pulls cas' hand away, he whispers slowly. "Please- suck me." Like a plead, looking directly to cas bright blue eyes that shined because of the light, cas also knew how to do that, not because he did it before but... you know.
Cas slowly slides down the wall, landing onto his knees, while their eyes were locked with each other, and fuck cas looked hotter.
He now feels regret for shouting at him but.. maybe he already forgives him.
"Dean, relax." His voice was smooth as honey, too smooth, too calm, dean is so thankful cas already watch porn or he would be scraping teeth onto his skin that would make him howl in pain.
Dean nods in response, breathing a few times as he stares at cas slowly leaning close, his lips barely touching his tip but dean could feel his body tensing again, cas slowly wraps his lips around the wet tip, he could feel dean's cock throb.
He slowly takes it in, inch by inch, slowly but good, dean whimpers softly, his hand automatically on the back of his head, fingers tangled on his ruffled hair.
Cas slowly starts to bob his head, at first he only took half of his cock inside but then decided to just put it all on, his nose touching his pubic hair, the tip hitting the back of his throat and dean moaned instantly.
At first he started slow and steady, eyes looking up at dean's face, as cas continued to bob his head, he then started to suck, his cheeks hollow around him, tongue licking every vein it could feel, dean couldnt believe it.
Cas knew how to do all of this. Dean began to jerk his hips onto cas, he couldnt help himself from doing it, all of this was too much.
Too much to not enjoy every single moment of it.
Eventually he was now fucking cas' mouth and cas lets him, his hands gripped on dean's hips tightly for support as his back and head was pressed onto the wall behind him, cas sucked harder and slowly the room was filled with the sounds of skin slapping, slurping, gagging, panting, whimpers and moans.
At first when dean started to fuck his mouth, he gagged, surprise with the action but he actually liked it and abled to handle it.
Dean whimpers, biting his lower lip as he fucked his mouth harder and faster like it was the last thing he would do, his wet lips reaching to the bottom of his cock until the top, cas gags again and dean likes that sensation, how his throat tightens around his tip every time he gags. "Fuuckk-" He moans, his other hand gripping onto the wall tightens, hips jerking quickly, lustful eyes looking down at cas' watery ones.
As dean continues to fuck his mouth harshly, he starts to move the hand that is holding cas' head, making him bob his head roughly and faster, cas gags again this time purposely, dean moans, wincing like he was in pain, his breath shaky and heavy meaning he was close. "Please- cas, i need it." He cries out in pleasure, eyes shut close.
His legs began to shiver uncontrollably, cas' grip on his hips tightens, nails digging onto his skin that would leave a bruise, with some last hard thrusts and suck dean finally comes hard in cas' throat with a loud whimper, his head tipping back as he does. "Cas." He gasps, cock stays inside his mouth, trying to recover from the release.
As dean does, cas drinks all of his seed before slowly pulling out of him with a soft and wet pop, licking him clean because hes a gentle man.
"Oh my." Dean mutters to himself, breathless, he looks back down at cas' face, his grip onto his hair loosens while cas also does with his hips.
Cas' fully ruffled hair and wet pinkish lips left his heart beating faster than ever, dean blinks rapidly, lost of words.
Cas finally breaks the silence between them. (actually, he could only hear dean's heavy breathing)
"How did i do?"