Star Fall / Book One (SPN Fan Fiction)

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Dean and Kyiah pull into the motel parking lot, still entangled in their sexually driven appetite. And as soon as the Impala's gear hits park, Dean's lips stuck to her's again. His fingers slide through her hair in order to caress her saintly face. Her adoring hands slid up his chest as their tongues heavily lick.

"Let's get inside." She incentivizes, running her hand along the crotch of his jeans. Dean rumbles in agreement, barking under his breath before throwing open his door. Kyiah quickly exits, rushing to cross in front of Baby as Dean smacks her ass hard with his palm as she passes. Making her yelp as she's struck full of adrenaline, galloping further away. He pushes out a trembling erotic chuckle, following after her. She rests her back against the lavender door of their room, beckoning for him as he crashes into her. He fumbles with the key, so invested in his overzealous desire for her he kept missing the handle. Kyiah giggles through her aroused hyperventilation, making him smirk through their mouthing. Finally finding the lock and throwing opening the door. Holding her waist as they barge into the room, fervently kissing. Dean tosses the duffel off his shoulder as she yanks off his jacket. He kicks the door shut behind him, grabbing Kyiah by the throat to pin her against it. His free hand falling along her figure, holding her steady. Taking in a whiff of the raspberry scented lotion that wills his package into her.

"Fuck, this is so invigorating." Dean groans through their frenching, making them both huff an exhilarated grin. "I love you." He states again, out of breath.

"I love you too." He squeezes her throat. Moving away just enough for his sensational lips to be out of reach.

"Yeah?" He edges.

"Yeah." She quickly moans, smiling as he tightens around her again. An impure smile paves across his crafted face.

"I love you so much, Tsia." He tells in a seductive tone. Choking her passionately as his lips savagely latch back to hers.

There was a sudden clattering from inside the room, and Dean preventively shot in front. Keeping Kai safely cornered between him and the wall. Castiel sways feebly, his clothes doused in blood stains of multiple degrees. Covered in slashes and bruises, dripping in red. His half shut eyes found Dean's as he began to tip.

"Dean." He calls out dryly. In one swift motion Dean dashes forward, catching him in his arms, just as he collapses. Quickly laying him out onto the nearest bed.

"Cas?" He says, looking over his angelic face, covered in nasty slices and deep bruises. Just as Kai rushes over.

"Oh my god..Cas.." She props his head up on her leg. Moving his clothes to see the massive claw mark down his white dress shirt. Rapidly undoing his tie and buttons to get to the source. Castiel snatches her wrist. Paralyzing them both.

"It's Sam." He manages to say in a breath, peeking open his black eye. Everything went dead silent for a moment. Kyiah looks over at Dean, seeing his transfixed expression.

"What about Sam?" He pleads, watching the angel fight to stay conscious. Kyiah reveals a deep, four pronged, scratch mark across his chest. Still leaking liquid down his abdomen. She eases his head down, rocketing into the kitchen to rummage through her black duffle. "Hey, hey, Cas! It's okay, come on. Stay with me." Dean encouraged, holding his hand, working to keep him conscious. Kai returns with first aid kit, moving aside Castiel's brown, drenched, hair to kiss his forehead. In counter for what was next. "What about Sam? Is he okay?" Dean fishes.

"No." Cas groans out in agony as Kyiah applies pressure to his wound with a towel. Her palm cradling the side of his cheek in empathy, feeling him press into her. She sneakily attempts to conduct any magick to speed heal her guardian. When his fingers purposefully wrap  her palm, disrupting her channeling.