A very Destiel Christmas

Chapter 1

It was a cold morning In early December and there was no sound for miles.

Snow gently fell from the sky covering everything thing in a thin white frosty layer.

Inside a hidden bunker, cuddling together on a small bed, were Castiel and Dean. This would be Cas' first Winter with the Winchester brothers. His first Christmas with his boyfriend Dean and Dean's brother Sam.

Castiel shifted slightly and sat up, looking groggily out the window. His eyes widened at the sight of the falling snow and he jumped up and dressed quickly in sweatpants, a sweater, boots and his trench coat.

He ran eagerly out the door so he could stand in snow. And then, he immediately regretted it, running back into the bunker shivering and jumping under the covers with Dean.

"Dammit Cas. What's your problem" Dean mumbled into his pillow, then, feeling the wetness of the cold melting snow he jumped and fell out of the bed. "What the hell Cas!? Why is the bed all wet?'

Dean saw Cas shivering and slowly sat back on the bed.

"Oh Cas. I didn't mean to yell at you" Dean brushed the hair from Cas' face and kissed his frosty cheek.

'Dean" Cas said into the pillow "Why is it so cold outside?"

"Oh, Cas" Dean chuckled "Because it's winter. It usually gets this cold. Did you go out in this weather? Dressed only in thin sweatpants and your coat?"

Cas slowly nodded and turned his head to look at Dean.

"I did, Dean"

"Well, Later, we'll go shopping for some winter supplies so you don't freeze yourself to death. Okay?"

Cas nodded and pulled Dean down so that they could kiss softly, before Sam was up asking if they wanted any coffee.

"Yea. Hey, Sammy! Cas just found out about coldness"

Sam popped his head into their room and laughed at a very cold and wet Castiel

"Well, he had to find out sooner or later."

Sam disappeared and Dean stood up to shut the door.

"Right. Okay Cas, strip your clothes off"

"Wha, What Dean?"

"Your clothes are soaked from being outside. Do you really want to catch pneumonia? You know, the thing when you get fluid in your chest and die?"

"No" Cas moped "That sounds unpleasant'

"It is VERY unpleasant. Now, out of those soaked clothes. Want any help?" Dean smiled slyly and Cas blushed.

"Y...Yes p...please" Cas' face was all red as Dean came up and helped Cas remove his jacket, shirt and pants.

Dean was deliberately slow as he pulled Cas' pants down, smiling as Cas slightly squirmed.

Cas put his hands on Dean's shoulders and kissed him, softly at first, and then, harder. Dean pushed Cas against the wall and slipped his hands to the small of Cas' back.

They kissed furiously until Dean pushed Cas to the bed and ran his hands into Cas' hair. They fell perfectly into sync, kissing and fondling each other until Cas couldn't breathe.

"Dammit Cas. How do you always manage to make me forget about time and the surrounding world?"

"I don't know Dean. You've told me on more than one occasion that you get lost in my blue eyes. And I often get lost in your eyes."

"What are you? A damn poet?"

"N..No. I'm your boyfriend"

Dean furrowed his brow at this thought and chuckled a bit.

"Guess I'm pretty lucky, eh?"

Both men blushed. They jumped when there was a knock at the door.

"Hey" It was Sam "Stop roughing about in there. Coffee's finished. I made you two some waffles too."

Cas' eyes lit when Sam said 'waffles' and broke into a huge smile.

"Wait, Cas." Dean grabbed Cas' arm before he ran out the door.

'What Dean?" Cas whined

"Put some damn pants on."

Cas looked down "Oh"

A/N~ I wasn't expecting that little smut scene. I especially wasn't expecting Twist and Shout to begin playing. Anyway, it's the first smut-like scene I've written so tell me how it was maybe? Thanks.