Guardian Angel

Training

Y/N's POV

I woke the next morning and felt Castiel's arm across me and his body pressed up behind me. I didn't want to open my eyes, or move, I felt so comfortable in the bed, in his arms. Then I heard movement and my eyes sprung open, my body sat up and I met the green eyes of Dean Winchester. His smirk was the biggest across his face and his eyes told me his thoughts were not pure, "Morning love birds" he sounded amused by his own joke, which I assumed was because Castiel had wings.

Castiel sat up beside me, rubbing his face with both hands. I held the doona up around me as I said, "Not that it's any of your business Dean, but nothing happened"

"Yes, it did" Dean said chuckling and raising his eyebrows at me.

I rolled my eyes "Dean. Get out!"

"Awesome" he muttered as he walked out and shut the door behind him.

I sighed as I fell back onto the pillow, then rolled over towards Castiel, who laid down beside me and faced me, "Good morning" his voice calmed me.

"Good morning"

"No nightmare?" he asked me.

I shook my head, "No. Maybe you really do scare away my bad dreams?"

"I hope so" he reached up and pushed some of my hair from my face.

I frowned at him, "Did you sleep?"

"No. We angels do not need to sleep"

I was surprised, not that angels didn't need to sleep, but that just meant that he had laid there all those hours just listening to me sleep. I hope I didn't snore? I thought, but looking into his eyes I asked, "So you just laid there all night?"

"No. I can meditate, which would be like sleeping, I guess?"

"Well, thank you. I had a great sleep"

He smiled, "I am glad"

I moved my body closer to his, leant up on my right elbow and pressed my lips to his. My left hand found the opening of his shirt and I ran my hand over his chest. His arms wrapped around me as our lips moved harmoniously. I felt his right hand move down my back and when he reached my buttocks, he slapped it.

I pulled away from the kiss, "Ouch, Castiel, what the hell?"

"I saw it on a show once. The pizza man was in love with the babysitter, and he kept slapping her ass"

I stared at him for a moment and then realised what type of show he might have been watching and I burst out laughing, "You mean you watched porn?"

"I guess, if that's what it is called. Sam and Dean didn't want to talk to me about it afterwards"

"You watched it all together?" he didn't say anything, the look on his face was one of confusion so I said, "Ok, I don't want to hear any more about what you watch with the boys, but also, maybe don't do slap my butt again, please"

"You did not like it?" he asked as I was getting out of bed.

I turned back to face him "Some people do find it nice, but maybe we can talk about it at a later date" I went over to my bag that was on the desk, "and please don't talk to the boys about it. It will make them uncomfortable"

Castiel picked up his shoes and sat on the edge of the bed, so whilst he was putting on his shoes I quickly got undressed and dressed on the other side of the room, behind him. Once I was in my jeans, tee-shirt and boots I looked up and saw that Castiel was just putting on his trench coat. I walked over and slipped my arms under both the coat and jacket giving him another hug.