what?I have kinks too Dean

Castiel woke up in his dorm room. It was pitch black and his body was beginning to ache, him and dean really got down to it last night. Over the kitchen counter, on the sofa, all over their shared dorm room on the campus of the local town college. At one point last night Dean had dragged Cas into their bedroom and pushed him up against the wall sucking on his bottom lip until it bruised whilst Castiel stroked deans throbbing member.

As castiel stood in front of the bathroom mirror he heard Dean waking up grumbling about it still being way too early in the morning to even consider getting up, even though he had been attending the college for a year now and had been getting up at that time for a year. Castiel chuckled to himself and turned around to find a disgruntled dean smirking at Cas. "What dean? Tell me i haven't got something on my back!" this made Dean blush a bit. "something? umm more like lots of somethings," dean went a bright red and couldn't contain a cute little giggle that just bubbled its way up his throat. " I'm surprised you don't remember Cas, it must have hurt." now that Dean mentioned it Castiel felt a bizarre tingling sting on his back. Dean had stood up and found a hand mirror, leading Castiel to the bathroom again he showed Cas that he did indeed have deep scratches all the way down his back. Him and dean really had been going at it hard.

Dean laughed a hearty laugh that came right from the tips of his toes rippling through his body, "yanno," he said to Cas " they're just marking you as mine." Cas wasn't too sure what to make of this, he liked them yeah but he didn't find it as funny as Dean did. Quickly Cas hatched a plan, there was this one thing he had been wanting to do for a long time now.

Once Dean had gotten over the scratches on Cas' back they decided they had better get dressed and go to class, the two had been late everyday this week and one more time they would have a meeting with the attendance officer and he could tell if you were lying, so it would be a tad awkward to explain to a middle aged overweight grumpy misogynistic arsehole that you and your boyfriend were busy having sex and that was why you didn't turn up to class on time. Castiel went to the dresser draw and picked out his freshly ironed shirt and his blue silk tie. Placing them on the bed. He then went over to the dirty washing box, Dean gave him a funny look as he began rooting around, " what are you doing Castiel?" Cas looked up and smirked at Dean as he raised a pair of Deans already worn boxers above his head. Dean had no idea of what to make of the boxers. "what? i can be kinky Dean, and by me wearing your boxers just shows you're mine." Cas said with a cheeky wink as he put them on. Dean leant up to Castiel and kissed his purple lip, "well, well,well what am i to do with you young man, if we don't hurry we will be late and that just means I'm going to have to teach you a lesson later." Cas began to giggle, "lookie here Dean." and he pointed to his crotch Dean's jaw dropped to the floor as Castiel finished tying his laces he had a hard on and it was only just hidden by his beige trench coat. Just as Castiel was about to walk out the door he strode back to Dean and Dean stood up to meet him still in a state of half dress, Cas kissed dean running his hands through Deans hair and began grinding up against dean, Dean began to get very flustered, what was Cas doing he thought, did he plan on turning his boyfriend on and leaving him only for the both of them to walk around all day with a hard on?

Cas took a step back from Dean winked and blew him a kiss, "laters baby," Cas did exactly as Dean had guessed.