Come Back To Me

I Need You

Sam tried his best to not snoop. He really did, but it was strangely quiet and curiosity got the better of him. He worried that maybe Cas backed out and didn't tell Dean he was back. Maybe Dean was still curled in a ball in his bed unnecessarily mourning Cas' death. If that was the case, he'd tell him himself.

However, as Sam got closer to the door, he could hear the two voices coming from the room, and some things a brother just didn't need to hear, so he continued on to his room. He would see if he could find a job for them.

"Cas.. I missed you so damn much.. I didn't know what to do.. but I knew you'd come back. I didn't know when or how, but I knew.. that's why I held on to this," he held out the trenchcoat, running his thumb along the collar. "Well, that and.. it made me feel closer to you. Like you were here with me."

Cas reached out and ran his hand across it, "thank you Dean, for hanging on to it. I'm glad it brought you comfort in my absence." Dean laid it across the foot of the bed and turned, pressing his nose into Cas' neck while his arms wound around his waist.

"Not as good as actually having you here though.." he mumbled and inhaled the familiar scent. Cas smiled softly as he laid down, pulling Dean with him. He turned on his right side with Dean facing him, and wrapped his arm over his side. "I missed you too, Dean. I hate that my actions caused you so much pain. I was only trying to save you. I'll always save you, no matter the cost."

"I know.. but, no more deals. No more. You- you can't leave me like that again. I might die if you did. Please, don't leave."

"I won't. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere Dean, I promise."

Dean leaned up and pressed his lips to Cas' again. Cas traced his tongue across Dean's lower lip, and Dean eagerly opened up to him, allowing him entrance. Their tongues danced together in a battle for dominance. A battle that Dean gladly let Cas win. Their breaths were becoming heavier and uneven, "I need you Cas, please.." and he would deny the whimper that came out until his dying breath.

Cas let his hand slowly drag down Dean's side, stopping momentarily at his hip to rub small circles with his thumb before dipping even further between his legs, palming Dean through his boxers, just far enough on the firm side to be teasing but not enough to give the friction he craved. Dean sucked in a harsh breath, throwing his head back as his hips bucked into Cas' hand and his back arched. His skin felt like it was on fire, itching, vibrating like he was about to come out of it. He reached up with fumbling hands, his fingers making quick work of undoing the buttons on Cas' shirt. He ran his hands up Cas' chest and over his shoulders, pushing the shirt off in one fluid movement and marveling at the smooth, tan skin under his fingers.

Cas undid his tie and gathered both of Dean's hands in one of his. Dean held them there together, excited for what was to come. An intricate knot was tied around them and they were positioned above his head and attached to the head board. Now on his back, he looked up at Cas as he started to finish undressing.

"Got me right where you want me," he rasped. His eyes widened as Cas slowly crawled on top of him, hovering as he bent forward and placed a gentle kiss on his jawline. He traveled slowly down Dean's neck until he made it to his collarbone where he nipped and sucked harshly leaving an angry looking mark behind.

"Not yet, not until I'm buried so deep inside you that you're writhing and begging underneath me." A growl escaped his throat as he punctuated the statement with a grind of his hips. Dean threw his head back, tugging on the tie restraining him.

"Cas, please. I need you now. I need you inside me, please." Dean looked deep into Cas' eyes, the lust and passion burning him up from the inside.

Cas hooked his fingers under the waistband of Dean's boxers, slowly sliding them over his hips, Dean lifting up as much as possible to help, and over his thighs, past his knees, and finally tossing them to the side. He moved his hand to between Dean's legs, caressing his inner thigh with the lightest of touches, feather light and teasing, and as he surged forward kissing him, he wrapped his hand around his hard length, giving swift tugs, twisting at the head and occasionally swiping his thumb over the slit, before going back down. Dean cried out but it was muffled by Cas' lips on his and his tongue swirling with his. His hand remained loose around Dean, casually stroking, only tightening by a small fraction every so often. He pulled away for a moment to reach into the nightstand where he retrieved the small bottle of lube.

    Cas was gentle about it, taking his time. He hooked his arm under one of Dean's knees, pushing it up towards his chest to have better access. Taking one slicked finger, he circled Dean's entrance once, twice, before easing it inside to the second knuckle wiggling it around to relax the tight muscle. He soon added a second finger, scissoring them to gently stretch him open. Dean was a moaning mess underneath him, arching off the bed and pushing down onto Cas' fingers as much as his bonds would allow. He was growing impatient.

"Screw the prep Cas! I don't care, I just want you inside me."

"I do not wish to hurt you Dean.." his brow furrowed in concern. "I want this to be perfect for you."

"It will be Cas, cause it's with you, but please, if you don't get inside me now I'm going to lose my fucking mind." And then Cas was kissing him again as he lined himself up and slowly began sliding in. He took his time, giving Dean a second in between each inch to adjust. Once Cas was fully seated inside, Dean wrapped his legs around his waist as his back arched off the bed. He took a second to breathe, getting used to the intrusion.

"I'm okay, move, please Cas."

Cas drew back a little, barely at all. He thrusted back in hard and fast, hitting that spot that made Dean see stars and he was moaning so loud he was sure Sam would need earplugs.

"Yes Cas, fuck, right there! Don't stop!" Cas pulled out again almost completely before slamming back in and setting a brutal pace. His breath stuttered at the tight heat enveloping him. He pulled out briefly to flip Dean over to his stomach, Dean groaning at the loss of feeling full. Once Dean was on his stomach, Cas manhandled him onto his knees,  one hand on his hip, tight enough it would surely leave bruises, the other pressing at his lower back, and sank back into Dean in one swift motion. He picked up the pace, creating a steady rhythm. He could feel a hot coil building in his stomach and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. Based on the shaking in Dean's legs as he pushed back, meeting Cas thrust for thrust, he could tell that he wasn't far behind either, so he wrapped his hand around Dean's length again and timed his pace with his thrusts.

"Cas, oh God Cas, I'm.. I'm close.." It only took a few more thrusts and Dean was spilling onto the sheets and over Cas' fist with a cry of Cas' name, and Cas was falling over the edge filling Dean as they rode out their orgasms together. Once the tremors had subsided, Cas gently pulled out, Dean hissing at the sting. He reached up to untie Dean. He brought his hand to his mouth, gathering Dean's spend on his tongue and kissing him hard. Dean moaned, tasting himself on Cas' mouth.

They maneuvered onto their sides, Dean pressing back against Cas as he let him hold him. Cas placed a kiss to the top of Dean's head as he leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Now I've got you exactly where I want you". Dean hummed, content before his eyes started closing. "I love you Cas." And then his soft snores were filling the air.

"And I love you, Dean. Always and forever."

A/N:

Whew 😮‍💨 finally lol as promised a steamy chapter for all you smut loving weirdos like me. It was a tough one for sure and I had to do a little research so I knew what the hell I was talking about, so I hope you enjoyed it. Love you my dudes! 💙