Words Amongst Many

- Sixteen - Angel Business -

- Dean's POV -
"Cas you are aware that Michael gave you grace. Right?" I say staring at Cas.
"Grace?" He says.
"Well. You were fourteen when you were given your grace and you're eighteen now. You're angel grace. That's how you can read Enochian." I explain. Why do I know this? I don't know. And why am I explaining this to an angel? Because I love him and he needs to know. The love him part isn't nessecary but it needs to be said. I'm reminding myself.
"Hey, Cas?" I say turning away from the subject that I've been marked by an angel.
"Yes, Dean?" Cas replies.
"I-" I love you. Come on, Dean. Say it. Cas stares at me with a curious look.
"I uh." Love you. Come on! I keep stuttering and Cas leans in and kisses me. I melt at the touch. I let out a whimper. I feel Cas smile against my lips and pull away burying my head in his shoulder. He laughs and holds me. He runs his hand thumb over the injury on my arm and it instantly heals.
"What the hell?" He says.
"Angel grace." I mumble into his shirt.
"Oh." He replies sounding almost disappointed.
"You know you can go back to your family. Michael and Gabriel and Anna. You can go back to them." I say keeping my head on Cas's shoulder. He leans me up holding my shoulders. He gets up and locks the door and shuts the curtains. I watch him carefully and look down at my hands when he starts to walk back to the bed. He leans one knee on the bed and lifts my chin up. I look into his magnificent blue eyes.
"You are my family." He says confidently and leans down, touching his lips to mine. So gentle that it tickles. I begin to pull away but Cas leans down into me pushing me against the bed. I grab a handful of the material of the t-shirt that he took from me. I tug him onto the bed and lean over him. His hands slip under the back of my shirt and it's warm compared to my body tempurature. Cas pulls away and looks at me with a worried look.
"Dean, you're freezing." He comments not moving his hands from my back.
"I won't be." I say leaning down and gently kissing his neck. He sighs and sits up.
"Dean." Cas says in a disappointed voice.
"Caassss." I whine.
"Why are you so cold?" He asks.
"I don't know." I reply staring at my hands again.
"Dean?" Cas whispers.
"I don't know." I say barely audible. Cas puts his hand on my neck and I jump slightly.
"Why are you so touchy?" He asks.
"Cas. I don't know. I'm serious." I say walking to the second bed and laying down with my head on my arms facing away from Cas. I hear some ruffling and the bed has pressure on it beside me. I feel Cas place himself over top of me. His legs on either side of me and his hands on either side. I feel a gentle touch on the back of my neck. Then a little more pressure. Then a slight move which makes me move my head and more pressure. Cas's hands are gently placed on my waist and the pressure on my neck stops. I close my eyes and keep them closed as his hands push my shirt up. I don't move but Cas still finds a way to get my shirt off. He puts his hands on my back and leans over me so I can feel his breath on the back of my neck. It sends small electric tingling sensations up and down my spine.
"You're warming up." Cas whispers. I open my mouth to talk as Cas bites my neck ever so gently and a small moan escapes my mouth. I shut my mouth again. Mentally and emotionally I am absolutely screaming but physically I am doing nothing. Cas's hands slide up to my shoulders and under my arms. His palms lay flat on my chest and pull me up. I am on my knees and Cas is behind me on his knees. I keep my eyes closed. Cas's arms wrap around my bare stomach.
"Cas." I choke out. He tugs me closer by a millimeter. I force myself away from him. I lean against the headboard pulling my knees to my chest.
"Dean?" Cas's voice cracks. I look up at him with tears in my eyes.
"What's wrong?" He says crawling closer to me.
"I don't know." I reply with a shaky voice.
"How do you not know?" Cas asks me as I start shaking. He pulls my knees away from my chest and pulls me into his arms. I'm not sure if I'm shaking from seeing the crossroad demon or being cold, but as soon as Cas's arms are around me I stop shaking. Cas doesn't make any move other than shifting us so I am on his lap and he is holding me in a way that makes all the ideas and problems disappear completely in a matter of seconds.
"Go to sleep." Cas says. I start to slide away from Cas but he holds me tight.
"Right where you are." He whispers. I hug him tightly and I feel him smile against my shoulder. I lean my head on his shoulder and drift off to sleep safely in the arms of an angel.