What about personal space now? (Destiel Smut OneShot)

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"Cas..."

Dean's face was directly in front of his. The hunter laid under the angel, naked, had his eyes half closed, his lips were slightly parted, breathing heavily. Lust and satisfaction glistened in his green eyes, as Cas trailed his hand over Dean's muscled chest, down his stomach. He threw his head back, as Castiel slowly wrapped his fingers around his hard member.

"Castiel!", he moaned out.

"I love you!"

Slowly, Castiel opened his eyes. He blinked, stared at the ceiling and sat up. It was the fourth time this week he dreamed like this - dreamed about Dean, how he touched him, his soft, smooth skin, kissed every inch of the hunter's body, before slowly entering him with....
Castiel shook his head.
"I'll never get used to 'dreaming'... It's almost as weird as urinating", the angel mumbled to himself, as he froze in his position. He had heard something - something that made him worried. He got up, dressed his lower body part and tiptoed to Dean's room. He remained and listened. He hadn't been wrong. Dean's crying was heard through the door - quiet, almost not hearable, but Cas heard it. He gently knocked.

No answer.

The heartbreaking whining continued.

Castiel pushed the door open noiselessly, and entered the room. Dean laid in his bed, only wearing boxers, the covers laid on the ground, apparently, Dean had kicked them down there, and the hunter cried in his sleep, rolling around anxiously. "Cas", he cried out. "Castiel!". With not even three steps, the angel had traversed the room, standing in front of Dean's bed. Slowly, he sat down at the edge of it. "I'm here, Dean. You know, I always come when you call me. There's no reason to be scared... Shhh...", he whispered, continuing whisper things in enochian. Immediately, the hunter calmed down a bit. He was still crying and slightly wincing in fear, but he didn't seemed that anxious anymore, as his eyes suddenly popped open. Castiel's breath caught, as the emerald green gaze looked at him.

"C-Cas?", Dean stuttered confused.
The angel blinked.

"I-- You had a nightmare and called me. So I came. I always come when you call me."

Dean stared at him for a few seconds. Then, he looked at the mattress.
"Thank you", he whispered.

Castiel gave him the tiniest of a smile. He didn't want to leave - but he knew he had to. He got up and was about to walk out the room, as Dean reached for him and held his wrist tight. "No! Don't leave yet", he blurted out, making Cas look at him, genuinely confused. Still, as he saw the beg in Dean's eyes, he didn't hesitate, picked up the blanket, laid next to the hunter and covered them both with the blanket. A few seconds, they just stared at each other, and Castiel felt like he was drowning in Dean's eyes. He didn't notice that Dean was actually coming closer, until their nose tips almost touched.
"What about personal space now?", Cas heard himself ask.
The corners of Dean's mouth rose, and he laughed. The angel looked a bit confused, but had to smile at Dean's laughing. After one minutes or two of slight, quiet giggling, Cas noticed Dean was looking at him with a strange expression on his face. He'd never seen it before - not on Dean's face. It caused the strong urge in Castiel of kissing the hunter. He gulped, and it cost him all his self-control to not wrap his arms around Dean, pulling him close and just laying his lips on Dean's. The hunter, though, was staring on Castiel's lips. He breathed out, shaking. "Castiel, what would you do if I kissed you?", he asked, before taking his gaze off Cas' lips.
The angel blushed. "U-Uh, I... I would...", he stuttered. He gulped again, and he noticed he was leaning forward. Their lips were separated by not even half a centimeter.
"I would...", Cas aspirated against Dean's lips, and he could feel the hunter shake.
'I've played this game too long. I can't resist him. I just can't', Castiel thought, as he finally closed the gap between their lips. Dean didn't hesitate a split second and kissed back. It was a soft, almost innocent kiss, which got more passionate with every heartbeat, and as they pulled away, they slightly panted. "Cas, I love you", Dean blurted out, and quickly covered his mouth with his hand, as he realized what he just said. Cas, on the other hand, removed it from Dean's mouth and kissed his lips again. "I love you, too", he replied, and the sparkle that got in Dean's eyes made him kiss the hunter again. Their kiss got deeper, when Cas' tongue touched Dean's lips, which he opened immediately, letting Cas explore his mouth with his tongue. The angel didn't hold himself up very long and rolled over, getting on top of Dean. Cas could feel Dean's erection, since the hunter only wore boxers, and his hand went down, starting to massage the bulge at Dean's crotch. The hunter moaned softly and closed his eyes.
"Mmh... Castiel...".
The angel decided to add Dean's moaning to the list of things he loved. He kissed the side of Dean's throat, until he found his sweet spot, which caused the hunter a shudder on his whole body and a deep, raspy moan, and started to suck on it gently. Dean breathed heavily, his hand cramped into Cas' dark hair. "Y-Yes... More", he muttered, and Cas knew exactly what he wanted to do next. He didn't separate his lips from Dean's body, as he went down the hunter's chest, kissed over the muscles of his sixpack, vellicating under his skin. Finally, he had reached the hunter's waistband, and pulled down the boxers, revealing Dean's hard member. Cas slowly took the tip into his mouth, making Dean gasp for air and utter a moan. He took as much of Dean's dick in his mouth as it fitted, started to suck, first gently, then harder and harder, making Dean moan louder. "Ah- C-C-Cas, hah- hnng...", he panted, causing the angel to suck even harder, until he tasted Dean's pre-cum.
He let go of Dean's cock, causing the hunter to let out a small sigh of frustration.
Cas pulled himself up, kissing Dean roughly. The hunter reached to the side, trying to feel his way to the first drawer of his night table. He pushed it open almost aggressively, and took out a bottle of lubricant.
"Fuck me already", he muttered, and Cas took the bottle in his hand, opening it.
"With pleasure", he replied, his voice sounding deep and raspy, as he poured the lubricant in his hands and put the bottle to the side. Dean spread his legs, and Cas took his hard member in his hand, noticing it was still wet from saliva. Dean closed his eyes and bit his lower lip, moaning prevented.
"Aaahh", he screamed, as Cas thrust two fingers into him. The caused pain just let his lust and desire for more get bigger - he spread his legs more, as Castiel moved his fingers in and out, when the angel suddenly hit his sweet spot. Dean yelled out Castiel's name in pleasure, almost came instantly. "Damn it, fuck me already", the hunter moaned, causing Cas to pull out his fingers. The angel tugged off his pants and boxers, held Dean's hips with both hands, before thrusting into him with so much force it made Dean wrap his arms around Cas' back and sink his nails into his flesh.

"Yes-- more, oh my god, harder!", Dean cried out, spurring Cas to fasten his movements, which he did.

"Fuck, you're tight", Cas muttered in Dean's ear, before sucking on Dean's throat again, leaving hickeys all over his skin. Dean moaned louder with every thrust, clinging his hand in the angel's dark hair.
Cas slowed down a bit, straightened up, making Dean spread his legs even more, before slamming into him with his full length once again. With ever thrust, he managed to move the bed and hit the wall, and his and Dean's moaning filled the room.
"Uh-- Ah, C-Cas, I'm c-c-close to-- ah!", Dean moaned, when Cas took his dick into his hand and started to jerk him off.
A few seconds later, he released into the hunter, moaning his name, and Dean yelled out his in pure lust and pleasure, staining his and Cas' stomach with his cum. Cas lowered himself down and licked Dean's clean. He pulled himself up again, wrapped his arms around the hunter and pulled him close. Dean buried his face on Cas' throat.
"I love you, Cas", he whispered.
The angel kissed Dean's head.
"I love you, too, Dean", he said with the same voice as him, and a few heartbeats later, Dean's regular, deep breath told him the hunter fell asleep.

Yes, Castiel thought.

I love you, Dean Winchester.