Destiel One Shots

Halloween Special

The whisky, musky, yet homely scent of Dean's jacket filled Cas' lungs as he breathed him in, burying his head into his neck and tightly wrapping his arms around his shoulders. One hand slipped up, fingers tentatively brushing across Dean's collar bone up, his neck to cup his face. They drew away and Cas keened up into the hunters face, nuzzling his nose into Dean's, grazing up and down slowly.

"You're too good to me, Cas," Dean's husky voice sent shivers down Castiel's spine. The hunters eyes were fluttered closed and just savouring Cas' feather-light kisses on his face.

"But you deserve it, Dean," the ex-Angel pressed his lips on Dean's jaw, "you deserve it all," another kiss up to his cheekbone, "and so much more."

Dean curved down to rest their foreheads together, still glossing over each other's touch, hands slipping up waists and around necks, dipping down graze stubble.

"I've changed my mind: I don't want to go out tonight," Dean suddenly said, opening his eyes and feeling dizzy at the suddenness, allowing his head to catch up with the halt in action.

Cas pulled at the collar of Dean's jacket and made him lean forward. "It's my first Halloween as a human."

Words seemed to get caught in Dean's hoarse throat. "Y-Yes I know but...there's things I'd rather be doing."

"No, we are not catching up on Doctor Sexy," Cas dryly said, making Dean chuckle and his eyes smile with small wrinkles around them. Cas caught the contagious grin.

They were still standing close though, slowly exploring each other's bodies with simpering lips. Dean raised a hand and trailed it lightly down the side of Cas' face; he loved just the simple touches he could allow himself nowadays with Cas.

"Ahem," a different man coughed from the door, leaning against the wall and doing up his shirt.

Cas and Dean gently pushed away from each other, stepping back out of shared personal space bubbles. Dean ended up 'occupying' himself with sorting out his shirt and pushing his hair back while Cas sort of stood there awkwardly.

"Am I interrupting something?"

Cas replied first. "Yes-"

"No," Dean pointedly looked at him, causing Cas to shrug his shoulders and have that half annoyed look about him. "No, we were, uh, just, you know, discussing...things."

Sam's smirk grew as fast as Dean's blush, watching his brother tiptoe around the subject. "Okay, well once you and your boyfriend have finished you're little make out session," Dean grimaced but allowed Sam to continue, "I'm going to need some help bringing out the Pumpkins to take to Jody's."

"You didn't tell me we were going to there for Halloween," Dean raised his eyebrows.

"Well we are. And don't bother with any liquor, she's got it all." With that Sam turned on his feet and left them alone again.

"Sorry, Cas. We're carving Pumpkins and drinking tonight. Not the best first experience of Halloween but it's better than going out and being scared by little kids at haunted houses...which totally never happened."

Dean scratched the back of his neck with awkwardness and began to head out to help Sam, trying to get away from that atmosphere before it got too much for him again. That's when Cas pulled him back around and held his face, bringing him in to a kiss.