Supernatural Oneshots (take 2)

Meg Masters is a Bitch- Destiel

⚠️TW: SA/NON CONSENSUAL KISSING ⚠️ (only in the beginning)
⚠️smut warning⚠️

Dean and Cas were on a hunt together. The new couple wanted some alone time away from the bunker and Sam. They never get to be alone, but when they are, it's perfect.

Currently, Dean is tied to a chair and Cas is unconscious in the hallway. He doesn't know what to do. It takes a lot to knock an angel out, and this demon just did it. He hasn't seen her face yet, but he knows it's a female. Her voice sounds oddly familiar, but not enough to place.

The demon circles Dean and she finally shows her face. It's Meg Masters. Wait, wasn't she dead? Fuck. What's she going to do...

"Heya Dean. Did you miss me?" Meg asks, straddling Dean's lap.

"Get the fuck off of me." Dean spits back, looking over her shoulder to his boyfriend that's still knocked out. He'd see this and flip out, think that Dean's cheating on him with Meg fucking Masters.

"What? Scared your little boyfriend will see this?" Meg asks, grinding down into Dean.

"No. He'll know this isn't by choice." Dean says, though he's not totally sure he's telling the truth.

"Oh I'm sure he will." Meg says. She lunges forward and kisses Dean hard. He knows that she's not doing this because she likes him. She wants to start trouble before she's inevitably killed. Again.

"Stop-" Dean tries to say against her mouth. Just after, Meg moans loudly and Cas wakes up, seeing the awful sight. He stands up, grabs Dean's knife that was on the floor, and stabs Meg through the back, piercing her heart.

The last Dean sees before she dies is her awful, trouble starting smirk. "Dean.." Cas starts.

"No, it wasn't like that, please get me out of this." Dean says, tears forming in the corners of his eyes. 

Cas unties him without saying a word. What he saw can't be true, they were kissing. Dean wouldn't do that to him, right?

"Cas.. let me explain what you just saw." Dean pleads. He has tears running down his cheeks and Cas hugs him.

"I'm going to believe that that wasn't by choice. Am I right?" Cas asks, calmly.

"Yes! Yes it wasn't. Once you were out, she literally tied me up and sat down on me and started kissing me. I tried to stop it.. I didn't know what to do. I froze. That's never happened before." Dean explains. Cas let's go and nods.

He takes Dean's hand and they walk out and get into the impala. Cas insists on driving since Dean is obviously still shaken.

"I know it wasn't by choice, but I'm still going to let everyone in that damn motel know who's you are when we get back. Is that okay?" Cas asks, wiping a tear off of Dean's face.

"Yes, yeah that's good. I need to be with you after that. That scared the hell out of me. I thought she killed you." Dean says. He sniffles and wipes away his tears.

On the drive back to the motel, Cas talks to Dean, assuring him that he's not mad at him. Dean thinks he should be. I mean his lips were on another persons. It wasn't by choice, but still. It happened.

"Dean I promise I'm not mad at you. It's not your fault." Cas says, parking the car.

"I know." Dean replies, sadly. He still feels like it is.

"No I want you to say it. It's not your fault." Cas says, Dean needs to believe him.

"Cas- I.." Dean sighs, "it's not my fault." Dean struggles to say.