Is This Love?

The Night Everything Changed

Sam was sick. The wall in his head was breaking down and there was nothing left to do but wait and hope. Bobby was with Rufus, but he'd be there as fast as he could. Dean was sitting in the kitchen, drinking his fifth beer when he finally decided to pray, tears streaming down his face.

«Castiel. Please. Sam needs help, he needs you. Dammit Cas, I need you. I can't handle this, not alone. Please come here, buddy. I don't know what to-»

«Hello Dean.» Dean turned around in his chair. «I've been with Sam. I don't have the power to fix this, but,I am watching over him. You too, you know I always will». Dean sighet, eyes squeezed together. He took a deep breath, stood up and looked Castiel dead in the eyes.

«There's nothing you can do? There's really nothing you can do?! You can't at least be here with me, keeping me occupied?»

«I wouldn't know what to do, Dean. I have no news about Sams condition to share with you. Me staying here would be pointless.» Dean turned his back on Cas and put down the beer.

«You don't need to say anything. Just don't leave me alone here, man. I'm not all that strong, I need someone there for me in times like these.» Cas put his hand on Deans shoulder and turned him back around.

«If theres anything I can do, please let me know. I'll stay here as long as you wish. I will even offer you a hug.» He hugged Dean awkwardly. Dean froze.

«...Cas...» Dean didn't move.

«You know, Dean, I actually really enjoy this hugging sensation. Having your body so close to my vessel makes me feel your sorrow. Also, you smell very nice... And you're warm.»

They were silent for a couple of seconds. Dean was slowly hugging back, tighter and tighter, and Castiel let out a sigh. He sensed something in Dean, making him pull his face away from his shoulder, and look him in the eyes. Dean didn't say a word. Just staring back in to the angels crystal clear, blue eyes. Cas looked back. He always thought Deans green eyes were the most beautiful creation in this world. Dean's lips moved a little, as if he was about to speak but didn't get any words out. Castiel looked at his lips. They were full, red, and they made him feel wierd inside. Like someone was tickling him from the inside, and he had to do something. His heartbeat rose and he wanted to press his lips up against Deans. He swallowed, and looked back up at Deans eyes. They were'nt sad anymore. There was something peaceful in them, and he felt Deans heartbeat now as well.

«Dean...» Cas mumbled, hypnotized by all the things he suddently was feeling. Then in a quick, hard motion Dean grabbed his face and pressed his lips against Castiels. Cas let out a little moan as Dean kissed him harder, whilst running his hands through Cas's hair. Castiel grabbed Deans shoulders, melting in to the kiss, feeling hormones explode inside him. Every inch of him was tingeling, and it felt so good. Suddenly they've made their way to the couch in the living room, not once breaking their kiss. Dean pushed Cas down, and sat himself on top of him, one hand in his hair and one making its way under Castiels shirt. His breathing was heavy, and Cas found himself getting out of breath too. He moaned from the feeling of Dean's warm hand stroking him up and down his stomach, and when he opened his eyes a little, he saw Deans face, eyes closed, with the expression of pure pleasure hanging above him.

«Dean, I -»

«You don't need to say anything, Cas. God, just get this fucking shirt off.» Dean gasped. Castiel threw his shirt and started opening Deans belt buckle. He was so aroused, and when he got Deans pants open he just could'nt stop toutching his dick through his boxers. Dean immeadliently let out a loud grunt, making Cas moan again. One part of Dean was so shy and embarresed over his behaviour that he wanted to crawl out of his own skin. On the other side, it was Cas. It felt safe and it felt really good, and he couldn't figure out why he'd never kissed him sooner. There had always been something about this angel that made him hot and heavy, but he never considered being bisexual. Well he did now. Cas was suddenly giving him head and Dean grabbed his hair so hard he was sure he'd make Cas go bald. He moaned and panted whilst flexing every muscle in his body.

«Dean, God!» Cas gasped. «You have to keep making those sounds, I'm feeling so good. You're so good. I want you to to this with me Dean, I get why you talk so much about sex, it feels so amaz-» Dean grabbed Cas's face firmly and kissed him while undressing him. They breathed heavily into the kiss, and in a flash they were naked, clothes all over Bobbys living room.

«Please...» Cas panted. Dean looked him in the eyes and spit in his hand. Holding the eye contact while he lubricated himself and Cas. Then he carefully got inside Cas, and grunted.

«Holy... fucking shit, ah!» Cas yelled, digging his nails into Deans back. «I want... ah, I want.. oh my God..» Dean moaned, thrusting harder and harder while rubbing his hands all over Cas's body. Cas was squirming now, he didn't know what to do with all these feelings. It was almost too much for him to handle, but he didn't want Dean to stop. Ever.

«Cas, oh man I'm gonna cum... Cas!» Dean said, eyes squeezed shut. Castiel looked up at the beautiful human, and studied his exprassions while he was cumming. It was the most arousing thing ever, and he quickly found himself cumming too.

«OH GOD what's happ- aaah Jesus Chrissss...» Cas whined while clinging onto Dean as hard as he could. Dean kept panting. Never had sex been this intense, it was like stupid, romantic girl movie-sex. And he couldn't get enough.

After Cas let Dean go, Dean fell down in the couch beside him, both breathing heavily.

«Dean, that really was-» «I know, Cas. Holy hell, I know.» Dean said and kissed the angel, softly this time. They melted into the kiss, twirling their tounges together and gently sucking on eachothers lips. Their eyes met.

«Thank's for being here, Cas.»

«It was my pleasure.. Thanks for... everything» Cas giggled. Dean gave him the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen, and kissed his forehead. Then he got his arm under Cas, letting him rest against his chest.

«I like being this close to you Dean. I've felt things I'd never even imagined anyone could feel... Is this what you call love?» Dean held Cas tight against himself.

«You know, I think it is. And I'm so fine with that» He whispered. Then they dozed off in eachothers arms, forgetting every little worry they had.