Collection of Destiel

Morning After

There was one thing in the entire world that Cas didn't understand, and that was how Dean Winchester (breezed through high school as star quarterback and went to one of the biggest medical colleges in the country and not to mention gorgeous body that only got better looking with age) was sprawled out across his bed with only a thin white sheet covering his lower body. Cas squinted his eyes and tilted his head at the thought of how someone as perfect as Dean Winchester had agreed to come home with him from the bar last night. The man that Cas had crushed on through high school and most of his adult life had fucked him to the brink of blacking out.

"Shit." Cas stood and searched for his clothes to no avail. He needed to get his things together and work out the best way to shield himself from the defeat when Dean would slip into his clothes and out of his life. Obviously Dean had just wanted a quick release, a quick fuck, and then he would go on with his day.

A grunt was forced into the pillow causing Cas to jump a little and turn his attention back to the sex god in his bed. Cas wanted to memorize this scene, memorize the feel of Dean's fingers clawing at his back and pulling him impossibly close. He wanted to remember the taste of their breaths combined and the way their hearts had beat painstakingly loud in the afterglow. He wanted to remember it before it all fell through his fingers.

"Cas?" Dean's voice was low and fucked out causing a shock of pleasure to spark up his spine. Another moan and some shuffling before Dean huffed out annoyed. "Cas! Get your little ass back in bed!"

Discarding his clothes in a heap, Cas shot over onto the bed and crawled up until he was on his side beside Dean without touching him. Dean's eyes didn't open but Cas didn't mind, he traced his freckles with his eyes and wondered if anyone else he would wake up to in his life would be half as beautiful.

"Time is it?" Dean growled out and snuffed his face into the pillow before maneuvering his arm over Cas' waist and dragging the other man flush against his side. "Too early."

Cas couldn't help but chuckle and bury his face in Dean's warm shoulder. "It's almost two in the afternoon."

"My point exactly." Finally Dean tilted his head on its side and grinned at Cas as his eyes peeled open. "Morning, beautiful."

Heat flushed Cas' face as he let his eyes fall from Dean's heated stare. "Good morning. I can make you coffee if you want-"

"Nah." Dean shifted more onto his side and completely crushed Cas into his chest. "I don't want you or me getting out of this bed for another five hours at least."

Cas deadpanned against Dean's chest but clutched at his arms as if he didn't believe Dean's words. Dean could be in any bed he wanted, why would he want to be here? He could have any man or woman pressed into his chest, why would he want Cas? The thoughts just kept deepening a line into his forehead and tensing his shoulder until Dean placed a kiss into his hair.

"Stop thinking so much, it's getting too loud in here." Dean shifted them until he could search Cas' eyes carefully. "You want me to go?"

"No!"

Dean chuckled with a smirk. "Alright then, angel, I won't. I won't leave until you ask me to. Things were good last night for me, were they for you?"

Cas nodded truthfully. "I loved last night... but Dean... you're... you and I'm..."

"Way out of my fucking league." Dean finished with a soft chaste kiss that spoke all the words Cas didn't think he believe. "Gorgeous, intelligent, humble, adorable, and so many other adjectives that I would keep going but I just woke up."

"But-"

"The only butt we are allowed to talk about in this bed is yours." Dean smiled warmly before closing his eyes and tightening his arms around Cas' body. "Now, I'm gonna get some more shut eye. Then we are going to fuck in the shower and maybe later I will cook you something fancy cause you are worth every little thing I can do, sweetheart."

Cas made a sound of disagreement but it was shushed out as Dean trailed his fingers through his hair and lolled him back into a restful slumber. All disappointments and worries were slowly soothed right from Cas' mind as Dean held him tight as if he was afraid they would fall apart.