Chapter Two ?

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*smut warning*
'warning you
you've been warned
I warned you'

Castiel drank in each of Dean's features. His eyes. They held truth. Little, but enough for Castiel. His lips. Rough, but soft enough to want to kiss. And his smile. God, was it hot in here or what?
He cradled Dean's face and gingerly pressed his lips against the latter's. That stupid smile crept onto Dean's lips and Castiel felt it. He kept kissing the man though. Over and over again. Like it was better than breathing. Dean, for a second, got real into it.
He gripped Castiel's waist and couldn't help the involuntary shift against Castiel. He earned a groan from the Angel. His mouth still attached to Dean's. They both sloppily open mouth kissed for a heated second.
Then Dean turned and layed Castiel against the bed. He got a giggle from the angel and kept going. He kissed down the man's jaw and to his neck. Unbuttoning and untying the man's shirt and tie. The trench coat stayed on. And then it was Castiel's turn to strip the man above him. He yanked the flannel off and then the black t-shirt beneath it over the man's head.
Then his lips were back on Dean's. He groaned again, their erections rubbing together through the fabrics of their pants. "Cas." Dean cursed. He sucked in through his teeth and rutted against the man. "Fuck."
Castiel's eyes shut and his mouth hung open. "Oh, my" He murmured aloud. Dean was back at his neck, leaving a trail of small bites. Not marks. Bites. When his teeth sank into Castiel's soft flesh, the Angel gasped. Burying his hands into the man's hair and tugging gently.
"Dean." He groaned. And pulled the man back up to face him. "Fuck, Cas" The man murmured. Gaze stuck on his lips. Castiel grabbed Dean from between his legs and guided him to straddle his lap. Dean didn't mind one bit. Still fixated on him. Just him. He was getting a little too into it now.
He was fucked.
Fuck.
Shit.

Castiel was gripping Dean's waist and rolling his hips up to meet Dean. His mouth formed an 'O' shape and he moaned. "Oh fuck." He said. Dean kept up his pace. His hips rolled down in time with Cas and he felt the Angel glide in and out of him with ease. Oh God. Oh dear. "Holy fu-!"

"Ah, Dean." Castiel grabbed hold of the man for dear life and stilled. He spilled into Dean with a whine. His head tossed back and mouth open. Dean perceived the same. Cum dripped down his dick and pooled where the two men met. They were now sweaty and sticky. A mess, really.
Dean's chest rose and fell quickly. He layed down beside Castiel and groaned. His sides and back ached. And he stretched out for comfort. The Angel was turned on his side now, staring at Dean.

"What are you looking at?" He grumbled with a frown.

"You."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
"Well, stop."
"Why?"
"It's creepy."
Castiel laughed. "Out of everything that's occured, me looking at you is creepy?"
"Well, yeah. And it's not polite to stare."
"Dean, you do realize you are one of the most inpolite people I know?"
"Am I?" The man acted as if he were truly appalled. Hand to his chest. Offended.
"Yes, you are." Castiel didn't catch it.
"I guess I'm polite enough for you to fancy." Dean replied matter of factly. Castiel grinned sleepily.
"I guess so, hmm?" He leaned closer and Dean rested a hand on his cheek. And kissed him. Castiel leaned in farther and kept him as close as possible. He didn't believe this was real. He never  wanted it to end.

Castiel now slept soundly. Dean watched his chest rose and fall slowly. He had already gotten himself dressed. His forehead was sweaty and his hair clung to it. He was deep in thought.
He needed to get out of there. This stranger was crazy. And they'd done it. He put a hand over his mouth. Oh my God! He let that dude fuck him.
That's never happened before. Fuck. The only way to the door was over the other man. Or towards the end of the bed. Either way, he was sure the old bed would creek or the floor would betray him with how old it looked.
He sucked in a deep breath and outstretched a leg over Castiel. He was again straddling the man. He waited a mere second before trying to reach the floor with said leg.

'and i'm leaving ya'll with a cliffhanger'
'don't worry, the next chapter's right behind this one!'
'mwah, bye shnookems'
<3

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