Destiel Oneshots

Number One

Dean sighed, exhausted, taking off his jacket. He and Sam and Cas had been tracking down a demon responsible for a series of brutal murders across the country, and they had finally killed the bastard earlier that day. Now, usually, as it was 9:34 p.m., Dean would be well on his way to sleep. However, at this moment, Dean just couldn't get a certain image out of his head. An image which involved a certain angel, sweaty, and possibly naked, and possibly naked with Dean. Now, don't get it wrong, Dean definitely loved chicks. It's just, he couldn't help but notice how unbearably sexy Cas was. He couldn't help but notice the angel's muscular figure. He couldn't help but notice how delicious Cas looked when his lips were just slightly parted. He couldn't help but notice how hot Cas's stubble was. The list of things he noticed was very long. And, the pent up tension was killing him. So, he had to relieve himself. Making sure his door was locked, Dean took off his shirt and lay on his bed. He was already hard from thinking about Cas, so he put his hand down the front of his jeans, palming himself through his boxers. He imagined Cas, hair wild and sexy. He thought about Cas, and how it would feel to kiss him, to rub his chiseled abs. He pulled his pants off, and began to actually jerk himself. His breathing hitched, and he started stroking faster. He started moaning gently. Just small moans at first, which then escalated to gentle groans of "Cas... Uhh..fuck...Cas". He knew Sam was asleep in the next room, but he couldn't help it. The thoughts of Cas drove him crazy with lust. He was now jerking himself quickly, longing for the hot release. Just before he could come, Cas appeared suddenly, standing by his bed.

"Aahhh what the fuck what?!!!??!" Dean yelled, as he quickly yanked a blanket over himself. "What the hell, Cas?!" Dean was now blushing fiercely, and he could feel the heat in his groin fading.

"I heard you saying my name, so I came to see what you wanted." Cas said, confused. "What were you doing, Dean? Do you need something?" If possible, Dean's blush grew more intense.

"Don't worry about it, Cas. Just go to bed." Then, a look of realization dawned upon Cas's face. He walked closer to the bed.

"Cas, what are you doing?" Dean asked, pulling the blanket closer around himself. Cas shrugged off his trench coat.

"You know, Dean, if you wanted me that much," Cas said seductively, surprising Dean and crawling across the bed to straddle him, "you should have just asked." With that, he covered Dean's mouth with his own. At first, out of shock, Dean didn't react. But that quickly changed. The mens' lips moved together. Dean brushed his tongue against Cas's lip, and Cas happily replied. Their tongues explored each other's mouth, swirling around in a hot mess. Soon, Cas was completely nude, along with Dean. Still straddling Dean, Cas broke the kiss, his mouth moving to Dean's neck, sucking and biting at the soft spot. Dean's breath came in pants, and he was softly moaning at the feeling of Cas's hot mouth on his neck. Flipping them around so that he was on top, Dean did the same for Cas, nipping and sucking at his neck.

"Dean.. Mmm," Cas moaned, breathing heavily. Dean moved down to Cas's nipple, licking it and grazing it gently with his teeth. He continued downwards, placing kisses on Cas's abdomen, until he was right next to Cas's throbbing member. Making eye contact with Cas through his eyelashes, Dean licked the head of Cas's cock, eliciting a moan from the angel. He took Cas into his mouth, sucking on the head and then taking Cas deeper, until he could feel Cas's cock hit the back of his throat. Cas threw his head back in ecstasy. Dean's tongue swirled around his cock, bobbing his head up and down quickly. Cas's hand ran through Dean's hair. Dean pulled off of Cas's member with a slight *pop*. He moved back up, once again kissing Cas, and biting his lower lip. The two grinded against one another, loving the feeling of their hot cocks rubbing together. Cas rolled them over, so that he was once again straddling Dean. Dean reached over and pulled a bottle of lube out of his drawer. Cas took it from him, and squeezed some into his hand. He lathered Dean's cock with it, and lifted himself up, making eye contact with Dean. He lowered himself slowly onto Dean's hot dick. Dean's hips bucked out of pleasure, and Cas began to ride him. Moaning in pleasure, Dean thrusted up to match his pace. Both men were being pushed over the edge with pleasure, Dean slamming into Cas again and again, Cas tensing his hole for Dean's pleasure. Dean could feel his orgasm building.

"Oh.. Fuck.. cas i- I'm gonna cum.. Uh, uuhh fuck," Dean moaned, as he felt his groin tighten and he released into Cas. Soon after, Cas was cumming too, his hot cum spilling over Dean's chest. Cas pulled off of Dean, and lay next to him in bed, both men panting heavily. Dean pulled Cas close, and Cas layed his head on Dean's chest, rubbing small circles with his thumb.

"Hey, Cas?" Dean said softly.

"Yes, Dean?"

"I uh.. I know this might not be the right time I mean I'm not really sure how this works you're the first guy I've wanted this with.. But.. I just .. Uh.. I wanted to say... I uh-"

"I love you too, Dean. More than anything else my father created."

A smile played across Dean's lips, and he held Cas tighter than he ever had.