Collection of Destiel

Enochian Is Hot

Warning: slight sex

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"It's been two weeks, Dean." Sam peered up at his brother with a snarky smile. "You two haven't even kissed."

Dean glared his younger brother down and felt an ache inside his chest because he knew Sam was right. It had been two weeks since Cas had said that he loved Dean, and Dean said it back. After all these years and the tension was gone. They were all out in the open with what the other felt. Only Dean had never been in love with a guy before and he was hesitant. Cas deserved a guy who knew what he was doing.

"No one needs your Dr. Phil input in my relationship with Cas." Dean snapped and buried his head in a book they had open at the library. "So fuck off."

"I am just saying." Sam snickered as he listlessly scrolled through his laptop. "It took you years to even admit your feelings, will it take another few years for you to man up and kiss the guy?"

"I said to fuck off." Dean's temper was slowly rising. "I will kiss him when it is right."

Sam rolled his eyes but dropped his snarky attitude. "Dean, it's okay. I know that you are... inexperienced with the male intimacy, but Cas is different. We all know it. I just don't want to see this ending up badly for either of you. It isn't healthy-"

"I don't want to hurt him." Dean said simply.

"You aren't-"

"Everything I touch turns to shit, Sam. I am the one who tore you from your happy life and got you killed more than once. Everyone around me ends up dead. And if I go further with Cas, then he will be dead." Dean raised his eyes and met Sam's coldly. "I can't lose him. I love him too much to put him in harm's way."

"I swear to you, that Cas can handle whatever comes at him. He is worth the risk, Dean. I just wished you'd see that. You are worth it. Do you think I would trade this life with you for that old one? I love you. I would give anything for you and I think Cas would too."

Dean just stared at Sam with a growing realization. "You think-"

"I know. I know that if you two don't go make out right now, the sexual tension might end up causing another apocalypse. Stop being an ass and go kiss the guy." Sam winked and sat back in his seat. "He is back at the motel right now watching some documentary. Go."

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The room was lit through the window by a small light. Dean stood on the doorstep and took deep breaths. He had wanted to kiss Cas since he first met him, which was the first time Dean ever felt truly attracted to a guy. Ten years ago he would've told you he was straight in a heartbeat. But now that didn't seem to matter. Because Cas was worth bending his rule. Cas, the same man who rebelled against heaven for him. Cas, his guardian angel, was the only thing Dean could say made him feel like he wasn't shit.

Even though he had the room key gripped tightly in his hand, Dean reached his other hand and knocked a few times on the door. If he moved he thought his knees would give out and he would be a puddle on the ground. This was it, the moment that he had dreamed about for what feels like eternity.

The door creaked open and blue eyes peered up at him. Dean had to smirk from the sight of human Cas. His hair was thrown even more than usual with bangs coming down and laying over his eyelashes. A glow was circling Cas' face that Dean couldn't deny made his heart flutter. His angel stood before him in one of Dean's old band tees and loose sweats. Dean couldn't deny it was the sexiest Cas ever looked.

"Hey, Cas." Dean breathed out through his nose as he laid his eyes to rest of Cas' chapped lips. Chapped or not they looked like heaven.

"Dean." Cas said simply as he opened the door up a little to let Dean in. "I thought-"

"I love you, you know that right?" Fright almost bubbled in Dean as he clamped his jaw tight and stared into those unwavering blue eyes.

Cas tilted his head and squinted at Dean the way that made Dean's heart burst. "Of course I do."

Dean took a deep breath. This was it. He stepped into the motel room and directly into Cas' personal space. He could hear his angel's breath hitch as Dean's hand unconsciously snaked up and grabbed a hold of the nape of Cas' neck. Their eyes met and Dean was sure that he would faint.

"I want to kiss you."

"What are you waiting for?" Cas smiled warmly and licked his lips.

Dean let out a small groan as he leaned in and brushed their lips together. His eyes fluttered as he tasted his angel. Cas wiggled his body and soon pressed against Dean in reckless abandon. Their bodies fit together in ways Dean could never imagine. He licked Cas' lips and gained access quickly.

"Bed." Dean groaned into the kiss as he felt Cas start to move against him impatiently.

Cas nodded into the kiss before pulling back and smiling from ear to ear at his hunter. "I love you, Dean." Then he was off, almost skipping as Dean watched him climb onto the bed and lock their eyes again. Dean waited a moment just staring at his angel sitting on the bed waiting for him. All he ever wanted was for Cas to be waiting for him. He never wanted to be anywhere except with this man.

By the silence that grew, Cas patted a spot beside him and almost frowned at Dean. "Come on, Dean. I promise I won't hurt you."

Dean let out a deep breath as he all but lunged onto the bed. Kicking his boots and socks off, Dean mounted onto the bed and crawled over. Cas leaned back as Dean slithered up his body and pressed his chest down on his angel's.

Green eyes met blue and the whole world seemed to stop.

"You are so beautiful, Cas." Dean didn't like words like 'beatiful', but it was the only word he could think of and he would use it for Cas. His fingers lightly danced along Cas' neck. "So good for me."

Cas let out a content sigh as he wrapped his arms up around Dean's neck and buried his face into Dean's neck. "Love you, Dean."

Dean smirked. Those three words coming from Cas' mouth was paradise. Slowly, he allowed himself to begin to slowly grind down on Cas. They were still clothed but Dean didn't want to rush anything. This closeness was new for the both of them, he just wanted to stay slow. He didn't want to rush anything with Cas.

Cas let out a moan as words slipped from his mouth. It was a jumble of nothing Dean could understand until he heard his name placed in there somewhere. But the voice behind the words and the knowledge that it had to be dirty made Dean shiver and press his hips down a little harder.

Dean pulled back and stared into those eyes. "What did you just say?"

Cas flushed with raspy breathes. "I apologize... I was speaking in Enochian... I just got lost and that is my first language and it just came out."

Dean thought that had to be the single hottest thing in the entire world. He had unraveled an angel so much that he started to curse in an angelic language. Leaning down, Dean caught Cas' lips in another passionately wet kiss that left them breathless. He could feel Cas squirm underneath him for some friction.

"Keep talking, Cas, let me hear those angel words." Dean grunted as he began to grind down again. A slow build was already building inside of him.

One more low thrust down and Cas was all but screaming in Enochian. Dean grinned as he listened to the way Cas' rough hoarse voice just spilled with this nonsense. And just before they both finished, all Dean could hear was Cas chanting his name over and over. And Dean knew that he never wanted to have sex with anyone but Cas. He never wanted to have sex to any other noise than Cas' screams and angelic language.