Supernatural Oneshots! (Destiel, Sabriel, Michifer, Adamandriel and more!)

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A.N: If you have made it this far, thank you for giving me a chance! I hope your enjoying!!! Enjoy this next short Dahlings!

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SMUT WARNING!

Castiel Novak wasn't big into parties but his best friend and crush, Dean Winchester, loved them, so on a warm summer night in July, Cas finally let Dean drag him along to one. How could he say no to those beautiful green eyes and pretty kissable lips again? Cas stood alone in the corner nodding his head to the music, watching everyone, but especially Dean. He was so happy, goofing around with his friends. It made Cas smile more than most things did.

Dean shouted something to Cas, but his words were drowned out by the loud, blasting music. Cas laughed and pointed to his ear, mouthing 'I can't hear you'
Dean rolled his eyes and heavily marched his way over to the blue eyed boy.

"I said, Cmon let's Dance" Dean repeated himself, slightly out of breath after his 'Eye of the tiger' performance.

"I don't dance"

"Well you do now" Dean said smirking, grabbing Cas's hand. Castiel's knees went weak for only a second before following the pull of Deans rough hands, until they were right in front of the speakers. Cas's head vibrated with every strum of the bass, his body shook with every beat of the drum and his heart jumped at every accidental touch with Dean. Cas thought back to all the times he felt Dean staring at him, at the dreamy look Dean will sometimes give him. But Dean was straight, everyone knew that.

'You're imagining things again Castiel' That's what Cas always told himself when he thought that maybe Dean felt the same way Cas did.

A cold splash of liquid hit Cas's chest, snapping him back to reality. Beer was spilled all over Cas's new light blue button down.

"Damn it!" Cas muttered looking down at the stain.

"Oooh sorry Castiel" A British voice commented. Balthazar stood there holding his half empty beer in his hands, an expression Cas assumed was supposed to be apologetic plastered on his face.

"It's whatever" Cas shook his head, using a napkin from the refreshments table to try and clean off as much as possible.

"Cas, that's not gonna work" Dean snickered. Cas sighed giving up. "I have a great trick for getting stains like that out. I'll show you." Dean started walking away, and without hesitation, Cas followed. Dean held the door to the bathroom and Cas slipped in, not expecting Dean to come in too.

"Alright take it off" Cas just started at Dean in confusion.

"You mean, like now?" Cas tilted his head and squinted his eyes.

"No, tomorrow. Yes now, cmon I'm waiting."

Cas quickly unbuttoned the shirt and pulled it off, showing his slightly toned stomach and lowering his head to hide his blush. He held out the blue shirt for Dean to take. It all happened so fast. In one swift moment, Dean placed his hand on Cas's wrist, pulling him in close, their chests almost touching. Cas stated into those stunning green eyes and closed the gap between them. Everything in the world froze. It all disappeared. It was just Dean and Cas. Just them. The feelings of their lips pressed together, the taste of apple pie reaching Cas's tongue. Dean pulled back to breath, and Cas took the chance to pull Dean's shirt over his head. They resumed kissing and Cas could feel Dean's smile on his lips. He pushed Dean against the door, pressing flat against his warm, humid body. Then they stopped. They stopped and stared. Cas looked down at Deans bare chest, and ran a finger over his bicep.

"You have no idea how long I wanted to do that" Cas said smiling.

"Glad I could satisfy your needs" Dean smirked kissing up and down Cas's neck before moving farther down to his chest, then his stomach and then down to wear his zipper met his button. Dean looked at Cas and Cas nodded in consent. He pulled Cas's jeans down and then his underwear, revealing his dick. Cas kicked them off, and Dean went to work. He licked the tip of his dick, and the underside. He didn't waste anymore time. He cupped his mouth around Cas's hard cock, sliding it in and out, the taste making Dean smile. Cas's nails bit into Deans back, making Dean work harder. Cas let out a moan, a deep scratchy moan. Dean was good. So very good. He let Cas's dick out of his mouth, kissing his way back up to Cas's neck, nipping at it, then smoothing it with his tongue. Cas pulled Dean closer to him, rolling his hips against Deans, their cocks pressed against each other. Cas didn't want the night to end. He didn't want this to end. He wanted Dean more than words could say. The feeling of Deans rocking body against his lulled him into a relaxed state as he gently kissed and nipped Dean. Cas reached down to toy with Dean's cock, causing Dean to inhale sharply, before letting out a moan.

"I want you" Cas muttered into Deans neck. "I want you"

"I'm all yours" Dean slipped out before returning to licking Cas's neck.

"Good" Cas and Dean separated from exhaustion, neither of them making another move, but staring back into each others eyes. Cas smiled at Dean, leaning his forehead against Deans. He sighed and Dean stepped away, and smiled at Cas's now spiky hair.

"SPIN THE BOTTLE!!!!" Cas and Dean heard Lucifer yell from the living room.

"You wanna?" Dean asked gesturing towards the door. Cas nodded, feeling tired after the excitement. Dean stood and kissed Cas once more before replacing his clothes. Cas playfully pouted while doing the same and Dean laughed his bright laugh.

The rest of the night was a blur. They played spin the bottle, beer pong, drank a hell ton and made out some more in the bathroom. Cas never liked parties. Not until that warm summer night in July. That was the best night ever.

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A.N: Thanks to everyone who has read this! Please remember I do take suggestions/requests!