Destiel One Shots

Tease Me Too (2) AU

Cas got in a certain way when he felt like Dean was watching him intensely with lust blown eyes. Commanding, almost, but still his bratty and cute self.

He firmly shoved Dean back through his back door and onto the huge couch that was the centre piece to the room. Dean clung to the edge of it, lips slightly open and legs sprawled out. He was hot in appearance, chest heaving with anticipation and Cas smirked at the bulge in his pants.

"Someone's excited."

"Cas, hurry up and get on my lap before anyone comes in. We don't have much time."

"I'm going to take as much time as I want."

Dean raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? Then, my sweet angel, you're not going to get very far."

"Fine. Only because for the first and only time...I think you're correct," Cas mumbled before clambering gracefully over Dean's body to straddle his hips.

Cas put his arms in the air and through his hair, tilting his head back while rolling his pelvis sensually down on Dean, giving him a show. With little gasps here and there, it wasn't long before Dean was sliding his hands up Cas' thighs and rocking slowly up to rub their cocks together.

Shots of pleasure ran through Cas when Dean drove up particularly hard and long, making his thighs grip around Dean tighter.

Dean buried his head in Cas' neck and used his grasp on Cas' hip and around his waist as leverage to thrust up more as the desperation between them grew. "Fuck it, I'm not gonna last long, Cas."

Cas' eyes roamed his face and he let out a soft groan before pressing his lips against Dean's. It started out soft; just a gentle meeting of lips in this moment of want and need.

At this, Cas' arms that had once been hovering awkwardly next to them both, quickly wrapped around his boyfriends neck. Reciprocating, Dean pulled him closer by the hold around his waist.

The kiss grew heated fairly soon. It was Cas, whose mouth was eager, who parted his lips, beckoning Dean's tongue forward. Dean's tongue slipped into Castiel's mouth and Castiel sighed, causing a small smile to creep onto Dean's face.

Cas could feel heat beginning to gather in his groin as he shifted in Dean's lap, pressing his crotch against Dean's, rocking in a frenzy as Dean's mouth drove him crazy.

And God help Dean, Cas was making all these sweet little noises that were welling up in his throat, all these whimpers and whines that Dean could happily listen to for the rest of his life. To draw some more out, Dean peppered kisses down his neck, Cas baring his skin for more.

"D- Dean, Dean," Castiel panted, his head still thrown back, Dean still leaving marks on Castiel's pale skin.

"What, Angel?"

"...'S close."

Dean beamed, still thrusting their bodies and he himself was close to completion at the glorious sight in front. "Come on baby, cum for me in those cute little shorts."

He felt Cas shiver on his lap, momentarily pausing his actions to watch Cas lose it.

So Dean watched him, the sight making him dig his other hand into Cas' hair and tugging it just the slightest, eliciting a loud whine from Castiel.

That was all it took for Cas. Heightened senses and overstimulation, pouring pleasure into his skin that felt like it was on fire.

And apparently that was all it took for Dean too. They groaned, feeling a wave of pleasure envelope them, coming hard, thrusting up to ride out their orgasm, hips stuttering.

God, afterwards Dean felt exposed and dirty but the sated look Cas had made it all worth it.

"You okay?" Dean asked.

"I'm better than okay. Holy shit that was hot, Dean."

"We should do this again sometime, my love."

"I'm your love now?" Dean cast his eyes down, heat rushing to his cheeks. Too soon? Yeah. Shit. "You've left no other nicknames for me to call you now, my love."

Dean looked up with surprise at the gentle smile on his boyfriends face. "I don't care," he sighed. "Call me idiot, call me love, call me baby, as long as the day ends and I'm still yours."

Cas rest his forehead against Dean's, nuzzling their noses together. "Promise you'll be mine then?"

"Why are you saying it like I'm not already?" Dean pressed a small kiss to Cas' nose.

"I don't know. I just...I really like you and don't- fuck."

"Cas, what is it?" He grew more concerned, shuffling to sit up more and holding Cas tighter.

"I don't want this to be just about getting off, end this as soon as I stop looking cute and testosterone kicks in for real. I really like you, Dean. Like...stupidly in like with you."

"Then I'm in like with you too."

"C'mon Dean, you know what I mean," Cas warmly chuckled.

Dean pulled Cas down into a soft kiss, pressing their lips together in an almost loving way. It was only brief but said so much more than words could. "Yeah I do. I mean it, Cas. I don't want this to end. It's not about how you look Cas. Not all of it. So we keep together until we can't. Promise?"

"Promise."

"Castiel, we're home dear!"

There was a brief moment of absolute stillness between the two lovers. Dean's heart pounded in his chest and Cas gulped at the sound.

"That's my mother," Cas said in a panicked way. "I'll see you by the tree at 9."

As soon as he heard a door close, Dean practically lifted Cas off of him, grabbed his jacket and ran out into the garden where he could jump over the fence into his own garden.

Luckily it was enough time for him to escape before Cas' parents came in to see their son smiling out of the window, clutching a pillow and sighing contently.