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As Castiel walked out of his stuffy office of the college he taught at all he could think of,. was some well deserved weeks off over Christmas. He couldn't wait to take his damn uncomfortable black lace up shoes off, undo his crappy tired looking blue tie and then drop down on the old second hand brown fabric two seater lounge next to the most handsome boyfriend anyone could ever ever ask for.
Castiel parked his black dirty '71 Mustang. Dean's gonna kill me when he sees how filthy this car is, he thought, as he pulled her in the carport of their apartment complex. As he ascended the outside grubby white staircase up to their apartment, he didn't care that Dean and he's first home together wasn't perfect... it was to them. They were actually saving for a house to live in, but that can be hard. Castiel was on a good wage. He worked his arse off in college, he originally wanted to be involved in science, but after doing it for a while, he knew it wasn't for him. Dean suggested to him that he become a teacher as he is very patient and good with showing people things. Castiel used to tutor Dean all the time towards the end of school. That is of course, when they first hooked up. Castiel got up the courage to make the first move and they have been together ever since.
As Castiel reached the top of the stairs and headed towards their place, he knew Dean would be home by now, as he had the early shift before he started his holidays. Dean worked with his father as a mechanic, he used to tell Castiel that when he was little he wanted to be a fireman. Castiel was disappointed as he would have loved to see Dean dressed a fireman. So Halloween just gone, Dean dressed up as a fireman for Castiel. That night has been coined as one of the top ten nights of their lives.
As soon as he unlocked the bright orange wooden front door he could hear the music pumping from the lounge room and Dean trying to sing along with it, not caring that he could hardly carry a tune to bless himself. Castiel shook his head, as per usual it was Bob Seger. As Castiel took his jacket off and hung it up on the coat rack that was placed just inside the front door, he wondered how Dean had never got any complaints from their nosy neighbours for his loud music and dreadful singing. He headed down the hallway into the open plan living room and dinning area, Castiel, gave Dean a small smile and turned to the left and walked through the living room past the massive flat screen TV mounted on the wall (Castiel loved watching Dean hang it on the wall... no shirt and tattered jeans). He entered their large messy bedroom, Dean was suppose to clean up his dirty clothes and make the bed, he thought to himself. He sat on the edge of the bed and removed his shoes and socks. Castiel then continued to remove his uncomfortable work attire that made him feel like a trussed up tosser. Clothes, that he wouldn't have to put back on for another few weeks.
After he changed into what he thought was his grey jeans and threw on a loose fitting long sleeve black v-neck long sleeved shirt. He looked up to see Dean – his Dean, leaning against the bedroom door with a massive cheesy grin spread across his ridiculously stunning face.
'How was I lucky enough to score you, Dean.' Castiel asked, as he started to walk towards Dean. Who was still being the amazingly cool person that he was, leaning against the door with his left leg crossed in front of his right and his arms crossed at his chest.
'The question here, Cass, should have been, how did I get so lucky to have been able to score you?' Dean started to blush a bit as he propped himself off the door frame dropping his arms for his very hot boyfriend to walk into them.
'I'm just happy we get a whole three weeks off together, just you and me in this apartment, for three whole weeks.' He winked at Castiel as he drew closer to Dean; close enough to kiss him. That he did, he kissed Dean softly on his pink full lips. Their hands tangled into each others as they held hands and walked back out of the room and did exactly what Castiel wanted. They flopped down on the old brown couch, stained with beer and food. Castiel snuggled into Dean's chest, Dean wrapped his right arm around Castiel's shoulder as he turned the music off and turned the TV on.
As Dean was flicking through Netflix, Castiel suggested a Christmas movie, Dean replied with Die Hard. 'God, please no, Dean... we have watched that 20 times just in the last month'. He remebered that Sam was bringing his new girlfriend over to meet them tonight. 'What time is Sam, coming over?' 'Oh Crap' Dean replied. 'Cass, man I totally forgot!' Dean said as he looked down at Castiel in his arms. Castiel loved his nickname that Dean gave him, Dean was the first ever friend that gave him a nickname.
Castiel shook his head as he pushed himself up from Dean's warm embrace, and gave him a side smile. 'I'll go and get us some Chinese food, a bit of everything in case she is picky?' He leaned down and kissed Dean on his forehead.
Dean however had other ideas. He gripped his fingers in Castiel's shirt and pulled him back down on top of him and started to kiss Castiel passionately. His hands were running under Castiel's shirt, running up his spine, slightly digging in his nails as he went. Castiel let himself drown in Dean; he went numb with the pleasure that was his, Dean. They kissed for what seemed like hours, only that wasn't possible, as they needed to breathe. They both slowly broke apart, their foreheads resting on each others as Dean's hands were sliding down Castiel's back towards his distressed denim prison.
'Dean.' Castiel said softly, his mouth drifted over Dean's right ear. 'We don't want to get busted like last time, do we?' Castiel smirked at Dean as he remembered the last time they started to make out on this couch and Sam just let himself into their apartment and found them half naked.
Dean started laughing so loud that Castiel could feel it vibrating through his chest. He loved the sound of Dean's laugh. Well, Cass you shouldn't turn me on by wearing my jeans... Plus serves him I reckon, little shit should have knocked first.'
Castiel look puzzled, 'I thought these were my jeans... we really need to stop buying the same clothes'. They both laughed as Castiel began to get up from Dean's embrace. Not before Dean gave him one last kiss, and a smack his arse on his way to order their dinner.
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One hour later Castiel had returned with a great deal of Chinese food for them. He had noodles, rice, honey chicken, sweet and sour pork, some other chicken thing that Dean hated, but he didn't care because Castiel had gotten him his favourite spring rolls. Dean came into the small kitchen and sidled up behind Castiel and hugged his slender waist moving one had up his shirt as Castiel set out the food in the special bowls that Sam had got them when they first moved into this apartment. Sam was the first person in either of their families to be one hundred percent supportive. He told Dean that he knew they were keen on each other when they first started hanging out as teenagers. Sam was tempted to try some sort of trickery to get them to admit they liked each other. However he didn't need to, as Castiel, finally made his move.
Castiel turned his smiling face around to Dean's and yet again they kissed each other, very softly, this time. It was still so passionate, but slower and more intense. They could feel their breathing getting heavier on each others faces and that just made Dean heat up.
At that moment, the door bell rung and they broke apart smiling. 'Saved by the bell.' Castiel said, as Dean smacked him on his arse and went to let Sam and his new girlfriend in. Dean had always smacked Castiel like, it was Dean's way of giving affection.
'At least he remembered the doorbell this time.' Dean said with a smirk, as walked towards the door.
Dean opened the door to greet his brother. 'Hey, Dean.' Sam yelled as he walked in through the small doorway and hugged his older brother a little too enthusiastically which made Dean a little uncomfortable and left him wondering why his brother was an idiot. 'I didn't interrupt anything... did I? Sam asked looking down the hallway. 'Nah, dude, you're good'. Dean laughed.
This amazingly beautiful brunette woman was standing along side of Sam looking rather scared at the prospect of meeting Sam's older brother. She was a stunner, well done Sammy, he thought.
'Dean, this is Eileen, Eileen Leahy.' Sam said as he held onto her small trembling hand.
'It's nice to finally meet you Dean, you have a lovely home.' She said, fear showing in her voice. Eileen was deaf, but could hear okay, thanks to the hearing aids and she was very good at reading lips. Sam had already told Dean and Castiel all about her.
'Likewise, Eileen.' To make her feel more at home Dean gave her a massive hug. 'You don't need to be nervous, we're so glad you're here. Plus this place is a dive.' He laughed and she gave him a smile. Dean broke the hug and smiled at her, he then took her coat and hung it up on the rack as Sam took her down the narrow hallway into the open living and dinning area.
As Sam hit the dinning room he saw Castiel in the kitchen gathering up bowels of food and taking it over to the small round table, which was so well decorated. Sam knew full well this was the work of his brother's boyfriend.
'Hey Cass, how are you going?' Sam walked over to Castiel and hugged him. 'Haven't seen in you ages, still working hard?'
'Always, Sammy - Someone has to keep your brother feed.' He laughed, his deep voice making Dean love him even more.
'Cass, this is Eileen, Eileen this is Castiel... or Cass for short, Dean's boyfriend.' Sam said to her as he introduced them. He had already told her that his brother was gay and in a relationship. She couldn't have cared less, so long as they were just as nice as Sam.
'Very nice to meet you, Castiel.' She replied as she shook his hand.
'You can call me, Cass, if you like, we're having Chinese, I hope you like it.' He smiled at her as put the rest of the food down and smacked Dean's hand away as he went for a spring roll. 'Guests first, Dean.' Dean pouted at Castiel who just smiled and kissed him on his forehead.
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The whole evening went really well for all of them. Castiel and Eileen got to sit through Dean and Sam telling stories of what they used to get up to as kids. Of course Castiel had heard it all before, but still enjoyed hearing it again, as well as seeing Eileen's reactions of what they used to get up to.
Castiel told Eileen all about how he had met Dean and Sam in High School and that he thought Sam was pretentious and up himself as he never would really talk to him. He also talked about how much time he and Dean would spend together before Mrs Winchester told Dean that she thought they made a cute couple as a joke, only then realising that yes, they did actually like each other. But he was scared of saying anything to Castiel, but not too long after at the end of one of their tutor session Castiel kissed Dean very quickly and short, straight on his lips. Before Castiel had a chance to say anything Dean took his hand and kissed him back.
Dean all the while was happy sitting back enjoying his brother being happy with someone, and of course, enjoying Castiel. Every chance he got he would be running his hand up and down Castiel's inner thigh and loved feeling him quiver under his touch as he got closer to his groin.
It was about two in the morning when Sam and Eileen decided to leave. Eileen tried to help Castiel clean up, but he wouldn't let her and told that was Dean's job. Dean was not impressed.
After they had left and Castiel was clearing the table and Dean was stacking the dishwasher, Castiel couldn't help but watch Dean from behind as he bent over to put plates lower in the machine, he grinned to himself and walked behind Dean and pressed himself into his partners body placing his hands on Dean's sharp hips. He bent down to whisper in Dean's ear.
'We can finish this in the morning.' With that comment Dean had a hold of Castiel's hand and was dragging him off into their bedroom.
They had just got through the threshold of their bedroom and Dean's shirt was already off and Castiel's soon followed. They fell on the big king sized bed together kissing each other frantically, like it would be the last time they ever got to be with each other. Dean has his hand down Castiel jeans – well his jeans, and started rubbing his hand up and down. I love that Cass still completely turns me on by looking at me with those stunning royal blue eyes. Dean thought to himself. Castiel was trying to undo Dean's buttons and zipper and pulled his jeans and underwear down as low as he could, he used his legs to push them all the way off Dean and onto the floor. Dean was now fully naked and Castiel started helping Dean get his own clothes and underwear off.
Soon they were both naked, Castiel was now on top of Dean kissing his soft lips, then making his way down his rough stubbled jaw line, to his already sweaty neck, sometimes biting as he continued to kiss him down to the ripped chest, his hands gliding down Dean's waist to his thighs. They were both completely hard now and Dean was moaning, each and every time Castiel kissed him gripping his left hand in Castiel's soft dark hair while his other hand gripped the crisp purple bed sheets. Their bodies were in sync with each other, moving to each others motions, both moaning and groaning together. Castiel's thoughts were all over the place. Their breathing was even in time. They had slept together for years, he kinda wished he kept count, but maybe that was a bit werid. Castiel lifted Dean's legs so they were wrapped around his waist and then reached for the lube that was in the bedside table. Dean was breathing heavy and wanted Castiel to hurry the hell up.
'Cass, please…. ' His head dropped back into the pillow as Castiel bent his head down to a now very hard and swollen Dean, Castiel slowly licked his wet manhood. I love this so much, Dean thought, his mind was also running a million miles a minute.
Castiel let the lube run over his fingers, he then played with Dean in his left hand as his fingers from his right hand moved towards him and he inserted his index finger and started to open his boyfriend. Dean, again thrust his head back into the soft pillow, while grasping the sheets with both his hands. How can he do this to me everytime, how can he just make me melt under his touch. Dean thought, but couldn't get the words out.
'Oh, Cass, man – that's just…' he let out a slight exhale. The pleasure that Dean was experiencing at the hands of his lover was all that he needed to send him over the edge. Castiel has now inserted two fingers opening him up more, preparing Dean for Castiel to enter him. Castiel was also starting to get wet. Before Dean knew it, Castiel had three fingers inside him.
Dean was ready and so was Castiel. Castiel removed his fingers, rolled on a condom and slowly pushed his pulsing self inside of Dean, who could feel every inch of his soul mate gradually move further into him. His large hands grabbed onto Castiel's arms that were holding his own body weight still, along side of Dean's body. Dean's eyes closed as Castiel was now all the way inside Dean. Castiel dropped his toned body onto Dean, their chests rubbing and faces now level as Dean grabbed the back of Castiel's head and pulled him into a highly passionate kiss as Castiel kept thrusting inside of Dean. Dean is so tight, if sex was a sport we would win every time. Castiel's thought as left arm was wrapped under Dean's right arm and came up and over his shoulder, he then took his right hand that was still wet from the lube and being inside Dean, slid it very, very slowly down Dean's chest towards his penis. He gripped on and began to copy his own thrusting motion with his slender fingers up and down Dean.
'Cass!' Dean screamed as he grabbed Castiel's face in his large worn mechanics hands and started kissing him again. They were both hot and sweating onto each other as Castiel continued to thrust and tug harder and faster. They were moaning into each other, 'You like that Dean?' Castiel asked as they broke their kiss for some air. All Dean could do was nod in absolute pleasure and appreciation as he stared into those amazing blue eyes. Castiel smiled and continued, he was coming soon and he could feel the same with Dean, they always came together, they made sure of it.
Castiel's breathing increased and he moaned Dean's name as he seized onto one of Dean's thigh pulling his leg up higher and closer into Castiel preparing himself for their explosion.
Castiel and Dean did cum at the same time. Castiel felt himself erupt inside of Dean and he also felt Dean convulse at the same time. Castiel felt his whole body tremble, his legs were shaking, his breathing was staggered. Dean could feel Castiel all hot inside of himself. He too was shaking with pleasure. Castiel slowly removed himself from Dean, he disposed of the condom and laid down beside his lover. Castiel lay on his back with his arm open waiting for Dean to climb into his chest.
That is exactly what Dean did. Castiel wrapped his warm arms around Dean as he lay in Castiel's sweaty chest, listening to each other breathing. Castiel moved his head and kissed Dean on his head, getting more hair than forehead, while gripping the top sheet in his hand and throwing it over the top of them. Dean loved being in Castiel's arms. He felt protected and it calmed him. That was his happy place. He knew how corny it sounded, and it id used to bother him... he felt vulnerable. But the moment he knew he was totally and completely in love with Castiel, it didn't bother him so much anymore.
'I love you Dean.' Castiel said as he moved himself lower into their bed so their bodies were now facing each other. This time he softly kissed Dean on his lips.
'I love you too, my angel, Cass.' With that, they both feel asleep tangled together. Just the way they liked it.