Tattoos And Cigarettes [A Destiel Fanfiction]

Momma Life Had Just Begun

Dean couldn't do this anymore. This was too much. It's been three weeks, and Dean couldn't keep his mind off of Castiel's mouth all over his body. Dean would always find himself having a hard on if the boy even sat next to him.

This bothered Castiel as well. Dean did lie to him, and he deserves whatever shit is coming to him. But Dean is also the boy Castiel fell for. Stupid teenagers, and their stupid love. Why couldn't I have fallen for a Moose? Castiel sighed and glanced over at Dean. He'd traded his punk style clothing for his nerd look again. This made Castiel want to dominate him.

Dean looked at Castiel and blushed a bit. "Is there something on my face?"

"No, there's lack of something on your face." Cas replied.

"W-What's that?" Dean blushed brighter.

"My come." Cas grinned. Dean fidgeted in his seat and looked away. "Jesus, Cas watch what you say in public.."

"Or else what? You'll sue me?"

"I just might." Dean crossed his arms.

"Baby, I'd like to see you try." Cas grinned and put a hand on Dean's leg.

"Cas. The rules."

"Oh, my mistake! That's not my leg, now is it, Dean?" Cas slid his hand up further and then stopped. "Again, so terribly sorry, dollface." He let go and started writing. Dean looked down at his paper. Did he just call me dollface?

Castiel was becoming rather bored, and resorted to sketching dicks all over his and Dean's desktop. Dean desperately tried to conceal them, but to no avail, Cas drew more. Dean started erasing them and cursed Castiel under his breath. Castiel finally stopped, leaving Dean a fuming hot mess. I just might need to take care of this.. Cas thought.

Castiel was waiting for Dean after school. He whistled for Dean when he saw him. Dean jogged up closely and looked down. "Hi, Cas.."

"Dean, you should come to my house. I need a study buddy."

Dean cocked an eyebrow, "a 'study buddy'." He made air quotes and snorted. "Last time we saw each other, you were drawing penises all over my homework."

Cas grinned, "this is different. You won't have to see the drawing of one."

Dean blushed. "I-Uh-Cas-I-"

Castiel pressed a finger to Dean's lips, "stop, you'll make a mess." Dean shushed and looked at his shoes. "So, coming over tonight?" Cas grinned. Dean nodded and ran quickly to his car. Castiel watched Dean's ass and smiled. This is too easy

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Dean knocked on the door twice awkwardly and waited for Cas. Instead, a chocolate face covered Gabriel answered. "Oh, hi Dean! Are you and Cas doing the do again?" He wriggled his eyebrows and Dean blushed.

"N-No!"

"That sounded like a yes." Gabriel stepped aside to let Dean in. "I'll leave you two alone to your lustful passions." He grabbed a satchel and pranced out the door like the little gay boy he is. But not before wiping his face thoroughly.

Dean slowly climbed the stairs. He could hear something inside. When he pressed his ear to the door, Cas was moaning Dean's name. "Fuck, De." Castiel whimpered. Is he jerking off? Dean wondered. He hated to break Castiel from his "lustful passions", but he went ahead and knocked on the door. He heard Castiel's scramble around inside and zip pants back up.

Castiel came to the door with super mega sex hair. Dean blushed. Castiel yanked him inside the room and sat on the floor. All the books and notes were already laid out. "When I said study buddy, Dean, I meant it." He mumbled. Dean sat down.