Supernatural Smuts and Fluffs

We meet again

Today was the day... The day Dean would finally have some time alone with Castiel! He would be able to just chill out with the angel he cared so much about, yet claimed he was only friends with.

Dean had been very busy recently with the influx of demonic possessions. He was always with Sam, cramped up in the impala or fighting off demons. It was a vicious cycle of the brothers fighting, driving and staying in a dingy motel for a night. This had gone on for almost eight weeks, but the demonic possessions just seemed to... Disappear..

Dean didn't care how the demons were gone or what happened, he just needed a break. He wanted to sit back on the hood of his car and crack open a cold one as he stared up at the stars with his best friend. He also thought that was a great way to clear the old mind. Either way, it was relaxing as well.

Dean had sighed, settling onto the hood of his car, he glanced up at the bitterly blue sky. He watched as the fluff balls known as clouds roll over the blinding blue. It made a strange pattern to him, various shapes were made. The clouds were lining up awkwardly, he could have sworn he saw a cloud that looked like Castiel.

Dean looked down from the sky and out to the road. He had a few hours left before he would be back home at the bunker. He would be able to see his best friend again.

Castiel had also been quite busy recently. There was quite a mess up in heaven after an incident. Many of the souls got loose and were wondering around the pale hallways of heaven. It was a disaster.

Castiel didn't understand why it happened or how it happened but he tried his hardest to get the final few souls back together before he had to see Dean.

Castiel was esthetic to see Dean again. He missed Dean, a lot. He even may have a small crush on Dean. He had so many thoughts of Dean since they had last seen each other. That was when Castiel had accidentally walked in on Dean changing. They went over what Dean was going to be doing for awhile after that.

Castiel understood why Dean had to leave but he wanted to go with Dean. Dean had just insisted it was one hunt and he would be fine. Well here they were almost eight weeks later.

It was only a few hours before Dean and Castiel would see each other again. Just tough it out then they would be fine. They just needed to hope that nothing bad happened to get in their way.

Soon enough, with small issues along the way, it was time for Dean and Castiel to see each other again.

Surprise surprise, Dean was late. Castiel was confused and disappointed about Dean not showing up. He was excited to see his best friend again but now he was stood up, alone.

Castiel stood in the dark field, feeling hurt. It was nearing midnight so Dean was two hours late. Where could he have been? Why was he so late?

Castiel didn't know but he was about to leave and go back to heaven to sulk. He just couldn't believe Dean would do this to him. What did he ever do to Dean? He's been at Dean's neck and call constantly so why treat him this way?

Just then, the rumble of the impala filled the silence. Dean pulled up into the field. He was worried Castiel would hate him for being so late.

Dean didn't bother to turn off his car as he got out. He was more excited to see Castiel than to worry about his car.

"Cas!"

"Hello Dean"

"I had an issue on my way here that I needed to deal with.."

"It is alright Dean"

"It's not, we set up this whole damn thing and I go and decide to be late"

"Dean, I said it was alright"

Dean didn't think it was. He didn't think he had a right to do this, sure he had a hunters life but... He can't do this to Castiel!

Castiel really did forgive Dean, it didn't matter if he was late. It wasn't that big of a deal. They were together at last! They should be talking and relaxing and... Well... They probably wouldn't do that..

"Cas, just, sorry, alright?"

"It is alright"

Dean realized he left his car on now. He quickly went to turn it off. He would have run out of gas if he didn't turn that off. He wouldn't leave his baby out here.

"How has the demon hunt been Dean?"

"Eh.. Just a shit ton of exorcisms"

"I could imagine"

"What was going on in upstairs?"

"Many souls had gotten out of their private heavens, they need to be put back to their spots"

"Fun"

"Oh no, it was not fun at all, actually"

"Yea it was sarcasm Cas"

"Okay, I didn't understand at first"

It went silent between the two for a moment before Dean did something he didn't think he would ever do. He kissed Castiel.

Castiel was extremely confused, he didn't understand. He didn't think it was right but he tried moving his lips in sync with Dean's.

Dean pulled away a minute later. His cheeks were burning. He thanked god it was dark.

"Uh, sorry Cas"

"It is alright"

One thing had led to another and now Dean and Castiel were fucking in the back of the impala.

"Oh s... Shit Cas.. Fuck... So hot.. Shit"

Castiel couldn't respond, he was reduced to a moaning mess. His arms were around Dean's neck and his eyes were half lidded.

Dean was thrusting fast as hard into Castiel. He had no rational thoughts at that moment. Nothing really mattered to him. It didn't matter he was a hunter. It didn't matter that Castiel was an angel. It didn't matter if his phone was ringing at the moment. It didn't matter that it was near two in the morning. All that mattered was that he had Castiel.

Dean moaned loudly as he came hard into Castiel's ass. He clamped his eyes shut as he buried his face in Castiel's shoulder.

Castiel was right behind Dean and came all over the both of them. He bit his lip as pornographic moans escaped him.

Dean collapsed against Castiel once he finished. He was panting, trying to come back.

"We do not tell Sam.."

"Alright Dean.."

They had ended up staying like that until the sun came back.