Electric Connections
The laptop screen glared up at Castiel's face as if were judging the choice he was about to make. He was curious about the subject and he hadn't had much of a chance to experiment with either. Not since the pizza man incident. So he made his fingers curl into position and began typing into the search bar, trying to be as blunt as possible while avoiding using the obvious words. A a few dictionary and thesaurus trips later, and the end result was;
"How to make a connection of the lips with out making the entire situation completely and totally awkward and/or unbearable so the other participant doesn't want to vomit"
Obviously Cas, while being proud of himself for remembering how to use the laptop, hadn't quite grasped the understanding of using Google yet, and became disappointed when his search results came up with unrelated topics to his original search. He put on a determined face and tried again using different words with the same meanings. But, unfortunately, coming up with the same results as last time.
Castiel pouted. This was not going as he expected it would of. He had planned it to be much easier and simple to find such an easy answer to his easy question. One which he could not find himself answering without help. He looked to the search engine again, hoping this time that it would work, but it failed again. And again. And again.
Finally Castiel through his hands up in flustered rage and typed in the phrase he'd hopped he could of avoided.
"How to kiss good"
It sounded so basic and dull to Cas's mind but he needed answers so he clicked enter and an entire page of articles and helpful websites appeared on the screen. Cas was overwhelmed and tried to pick just one. But in his excitement, the door opened behind him and revealed a familiar being in a soaking over coat as he stepped out of he rain outside.
As Crowley removed his coat and started to hang it up Cas glanced over to his screen and quickly shut the laptop, hoping his partner wouldn't notice. But the waterlogged demon's senses were to sharp for the angel and he turned to face him.
"Honey, i'm home" he blurted, spreading his arms to the side.
Cas smiled when he saw the grin on Crowley's face. It was as if he'd made a joke, which he probably had and he'd not gotten like usual. but there was something unusual about the way he was glaring at the silver electronic behind him.
Crowley began to slowly walk towards the angel, feeling anxious with every slow step he took. When he reached his companion sitting on the couch, he glanced down at the laptop sitting in front of him and wondered what could the angelic creature be hiding from him. He bit his bottom lip and tuned his gaze from the computer to the red faced Cas.
"It was nothing ok?" he said as if he were reading Crowley's mind.
"Then why are you trying to hide it from me?" he asked smugly.
"I'm not hiding it from you, I just don't want you to see it."
"That's called hiding Kitten."
Castiel looked disappointed for a moment before the demon could interrupt.
"Is it porn?" Crowley asked quickly
'What?!"
"Nothing." he said just as quick.
He looked down and then back up to see if the angel would say anything about the moment before. When he didn't, Crowley continued.
"C'mon just show me." he whined as he reached for the device.
"NO!" Cas shouted as the demon slid down from the back of the couch and into the angel's lap.
He straightened himself until he was sitting correctly on top of Castiel's thighs and was in reaching length of the laptop. He opened it up as Cas's arms tried to squirm around him but it was to late. He'd read it.
"How to kiss?" Crowley asked in disbelief.
"I wanted to learn." he said innocently.
"So you googled it?! When you have the best teacher right here?"
"What do you mean?
"I'm a crossroads demon darling, King of the Crossroads, kissing is kinda in the job description." he said as he arched his eyebrows and shrugged slightly
Cas met Crowley's deep, intense glare. For the first time he noticed that the demon's eyes had slashes of deep green that swam in his milk chocolate eyes. He also noticed a small freckle on the side of his right eye that he never seen before. nor had he noticed the way his forehead wrinkled when he smiled. His smile, so full of confidence and mischief, made Castiel feel so warm inside.
In the time he'd spent admiring him, he had not realised Crowley had placed a hand on his face and spoken to him.
"Sorry what was that?" he asked.
"I said you need to learn from the best."
His hand was so warm against his cheek, and it seemed that they were both slowly inching towards each other. It was in this moment he realised; he wanted to be with Crowley. He wanted to be able to have someone to hold when he needed them and not have the world ending when they needed him. He wanted to come home every night and not worry about how he might die the next because he'd have someone to take care of only him. To watch only him. To love only him.
"Then teach me." he whispered.
Crowley bit his lip again, and glanced down at the soft pink lips resting below his hand. Lust hung heavy in the air and the tension was unbearable. He grinned wide enough to show his teeth and looked into the angel's eyes. Screw the arms of an angel, he wanted the lips of one.
"Gladly." he said softly as he turned his head with his eyes closed.
He guided his lips to his and they crashed together. Calling it passionate would have been an understatement.
Slowly, a rhythm built between the two. Both of Crowley's hands were now on Cas's face to steady him and to pull him closer. As he did so, his body turned until Castiels legs were in between his. The demon's companion found a place for his fingers by tugging at his hips. Their lips moved together slowly but quickened as the grunts started erupting from deep in the back of the angel's throat.
Cas could see Crowley's smile with his eyes shut. He could feel the up-turned corners of his mouth and hear the small giggles escaping from him each time they pulled away for a half second.
Then the sinful creature took one hand from his face, went behind his trench coat, and started up his shirt. Stopping in the middle of his back. Slowly he inched his other hand to peel off the coat and his button up. They pulled away from each other for a second to remove the unneeded top layer. Crowley reached behind his head and yanked off his tee shirt, glad that he hadn't worn his suit today.
With both of them topless, Crowley took control and hustled Cas down on the couch and became on top. There they both kissed, and grunted, and giggled until they were exhausted but still aroused.
So they laid there. With Crowley on top of cas with his head buried under his chin as his chest rose up and down carrying the demon with it. He glanced up at his angel, who was beaming away, and began to kiss his hairless chest from the abs up onto his neck and stopped with a peck on his chin and spoke.
"So? What did you think?" he asked eagerly.
Cas grinned down at his new love and said,"When's my next lesson?"
