50 Shades of Destiel

Part Three

The bathtub was large enough Castiel was able to try and keep his distance, sitting on the opposite side of the tub, trying to avoid Dean's eyes as he held his knees against his chest, Metallica playing from the speakers spread across the bathroom walls. Dean leaned back, cocking his head to the side as he stared at Castiel.

"You enjoyed yourself last night; Why do you have to make it have to be awkward?" Dean asked as he sighed. Cas glanced up and met Dean'ts eyes for a moment.

"I was so drunk that I hardly remember what happened..." Castiel answered quietly. He remained still as Dean scooted to the middle of the tub, his back still against the wall and pulled Castiel close to him. Cas let out a groan but he didn't object, hanging his head as Dean ran his hand over Cas' shoulders, scooping up some bubbles from the water and placed them on Castiel's skin.

"You're filthy and injured. I need to take care of you after the amazing night you gave me." Dean whispered in Cas' ear, moving his mouth down to his neck and placed a light kiss on Cas' neck.

A light moan left Cas' mouth as Dean kissed his skin softly, Cas' blue eyes closing. His cheeks burnt red as he hung his head, Dean reaching over for a bottle, squeezing some out on his hand. He kissed Cas' neck again but Castiel controlled his vocal cords a bit better this time even though the contact made by Dean's soft lips sent pleasure down his spine. Dean rubbed the soap in between his hands before running the suds on Cas' skin, resting his head on Cas' shoulder, pecking his neck every few moments, hands moving lower and lower under the water, rubbing his hands against Cas' skin. His hand touched Castiel's thigh.

"Dean..." he sighed, pulling away. Dean let out a whimper as he nuzzled Cas' neck, kissing and nibbling gently.

"You won't have a place to stay in three days..." Dean whispered in between kisses. "Stay here." he muttered, running his hand across Cas' thigh towards the inner area. Cas' hand went to Dean's wrist, stopping him from going any further.

"I barely k-know you..." Cas whispered, pulling away and staring at Dean. Dean let out a chuckle.

"Do you really think that I just dragged drunk little ol' you out of the bar and straight into my bed?" Dean asked, inching towards him. "We sat in my living area for an entire hour as you talked my ear off." he raised his hand and brushed the back of his fingers across Cas' cheek. "You have a beautiful voice..." he whispered, moving his fingers up to Cas' hair, tangling the hair in his hand, pulling softly. Castiel's eyes closed and he let Dean pull his head back by his hair as he let out a very soft moan.

"W-what did I say?" Cas asked, opening his eyes, looking up at Dean. Dean cocked his head as he smiled.

"You talked about your family. It's rather large with all your older brothers and sisters." he sighed, running his hand down Cas' face. "There's the oldest twins, Michael and Lucy. You told me they hate each other." he muttered, trailing his hand to Cas' neck, stroking it softly. "Gabriel, Rachael, Uriel, Samuel, Jude, and Bailey..." he sighed. "You hate them all." Cas' eyes flew open.

"I do not!" he exclaimed, swatting Dean's hand away.

"You're the youngest. You have a lot to live up to." Dean held Cas' wrist of the hand he used to push Dean away and continued to stroke his neck, pulling Castiel close. "Michael and Lucy are running that multi-billion dollar advertising company, Gabriel is a male model making millions, Rachael's a doctor, Samuel designs weapons for the military, Jude runs a successful accounting business, Bailey runs her own restaurant that has over a dozen locations and you... Little baby Novak." His voice sounds almost mocking when he said Cas' name. With a growl, Castiel tried to push himself away from Dean but he was too strong. "Your parents paid for your education in law and found you a job at this high up law firm which you lost." his voice was a little bit of a growl.

"Stop..." Castiel whimpered, hanging his head. Dean pulled Cas into his lap, his fingers wrapped tightly around Cas' wrists. Castiel's cheeks were bright red feeling Dean's dong pressed up against his own. Dean let out a soft moan looking over Cas' soapy body. Cas was high enough out of the water so that his torso was visible, showing off his slightly visible abs. Dean was far more fit than Cas and far stronger.

"You went on and on about how you've never wanted to be a lawyer." Dean cocked his head to the side, biting his bottom lip for a moment as he looked Cas up and down hungrily. "You wanted to start non-profits. You wanted to help people. Be part of the peace core or whatever that thing is called." He moved Cas' hands to rest on the back of his neck as Dean leaned forward and brushed his lips against Cas'. "If I release your wrists are you going to keep your hands here like a good boy?" Dean whispered, brushing his lips against Cas' again. Cas felt himself shaking, leaning slightly forward, trying to kiss Dean as Cas' eyes were closed. Dean shook his head and pushed Cas back away from him as his blue eyes slightly opened. "Yes or no Castiel?" Dean growled.

"Y-yes." Cas stuttered, surprised by his answer. He watched Dean's lips twist up into a smile as he leaned forward and kissed Cas softly on the lips, letting go of Cas' hands. Almost instantly forgetting what Dean had told him, Cas' hands moved away from the base of the back of his neck. Dean growled and grabbed his wrists tightly, replacing them on the back of his neck.

"Didn't I tell you to be a good boy?" Dean growled in his ear before nibbling at his neck. Cas whimpered, closing his eyes. "Disobey me again, and I'll punish you." he warned, biting Cas' neck.

"O-okay..." Cas stuttered.

Dean let go of Cas' wrists and this time he listened, leaving them there. Dean ran his hands down Cas' torso before putting his hands under Cas' ass, lifting him up, turning Cas around so his back was facing Dean while on his knees and leaned towards the edge of the bathtub, opening the small cabinet, pulling out a small container. Cas looked over his shoulder trying to see what Dean was putting on his fingers, but Dean grabbed Cas by the hair and made Cas look forward. 

"It's just lube." Dean growled, tossing the container to the ground outside of the tub. He used his clean hand to grab Cas by the hair, lifting him up just enough so his rear was out of the water. While kissing the nape of Cas' neck, Dean shoved his fingers inside of Cas with the lube covered fingers. Cas winced and tightened up. "Relax..." Dean whispered in a husky voice. With a deep breath, Cas relaxed and tilted his head back as he moaned a little bit, Dean moving his fingers around inside Cas.

Dean reached back into the small cabinet, pulling out a condom, quickly unwrapping it and slipping it on. By grabbing Cas' hair, he pulled him down onto his cock, making it go all the way in.

Castiel let out a mixture of a whimper and a moan, leaning his head back, eyes closed as he dug his nails into his skin to keep his hands at the base of his neck. With a growl, Dean pulled tightly on Cas' hair and bit down into his shoulder, wrapping his free arm around him and digging his fingers into Cas' chest.

"Move up and down." Dean commanded through his teeth, his mouth right beside Cas' ear. Cas let out a moan as he obeyed, slowly moving up and down on Dean, Dean letting out low moans, closing his eyes, kissing Cas' back, then taking his skin into his teeth. "You're not going deep enough." Dean growled in his ear. Cas let out a whimper but went down farther like Dean wanted. "Don't stop until I tell you." Dean ordered, biting Cas' ear. Cas let out a moan and nodded, mouth wide open as he moaned softly.