The Green eyed mechanic {Destiel AU}

Chapter 2

Castiel looked tore his gaze from Dean's gaze.

"Just an inspection, please." He replied softly.

"Shy Castiel?" Dean asked,walking around the desk so he was standing right in front of Cas.

In reply Castiel shook his head and took a deep breath. "No. I'm not."

Dean took another step toward Cas and leaned in, "Neither am I." he said, in a low voice making goose bumps cover Castiel's neck.

"Your not?" he asked, turning his head. Dean hadn't moved so when Cas turned his head their noses brushed against each other.

"Not at all." Dean replied, smirking and placing a hand on the low of Castiel's back and pulling him closer.

Castiel's breath hitched when he felt Dean's erection on his thigh.

"That i-is... good." he stuttered.

"Very good." Dean rubbed himself against Cas' leg.

Castiel blinked and tried to backup. "Please.." he said, trying to tell Dean that he didn't want to do anything like that.

But of course Dean took it as Castiel begging so he pushed him back against the wall and ran three fingers down his neck.

"Dean, stop." Cas said, grabbing Dean's tight black t-shirt in attempt to push him away but instead his fingers gripped the material.

"You really want me to? Because I know for a fact that your body is saying something completely different." Dean points to the bulge in the front of Castiel's pants.

Castiel blushed. "I don't do this. I don't even know you." he tried to move. But because they were so close when he moved their erections rubbed together.

"Mmmm." Dean moaned and bit his lip.

"Shh," Castiel snapped. "You're goi-" whatever he was going to say was captured by Dean's lips.

Castiel didn't respond at first but after a few seconds he kissed Dean back.

Dean licked along the seam of Cas' lips and the smaller man opened up, inviting his tongue in.

Dean took his time and enjoyed exploring Castiel's mouth. He sucked on his tongue, which earned a moan from the blue eyed beauty.

Dean's cock gave an excited twitch and he carded his fingers in Castiel's hair and pulled which made the other moan again.

"Oh you like that?" he asked in a husky voice, breaking the kiss. "You want me to take control? Fuck your pretty little hole while I stroke your cock? Would you like that?"

Castiel knew he shouldn't but he was to turned on to think straight.

"Please." he groaned, rolling his hips so their cocks rubbed against each other through the fabric of their jeans. "But not here. Lets go back to your place."

Dean chuckled. "Okay. I'll go tell Bobby I'm leaving early." he said, walking away.