Unspoken words

Questions

"Hello Dean."

That's how Castiel always greeted Dean. Two simple words to show he was there, to show that he heard deans prayers. He would always show up, no matter what. For deans sake, and for his. He promised Dean he wouldn't read his mind, but sometimes he wished he didn't. Dean was so hard to read, and rarely ever showed any other emotions.

"Cas, we need to talk."

That never meant good. Cas knew that Dean wasn't well with words, so why would he want to talk?

Castiel nodded and followed Dean into a room, watching as Dean closes the door behind them. "Is.. Is something wrong? Did I do something?"

Dean shook his head, a smile gracing his lips as he rubbed the back of his neck. "No Cas, nothing wrong. You're fine, don't worry."

Cas gave Dean his signature look, eyebrows slightly furrowed with confused sketched on his face. "Then what is it you need to talk to me about?"

Dean sighed and his smile faltered. "I uhm.. It's kinda hard.."

Castiel tilted his head. "I can read your mind, I'd that would be easier-"

Dean snapped his head up, a look of embarrassment and fear. "No! No.. I mean.." There's some stuff in there that he didn't want Cas to see.. "Just.. Give me a second, okay?"

Cas nodded and sat down on the bed, smoothing out his pant legs and trench coat. He waited patiently, never rushing Dean for anything.

"Cas, do you trust me?" Dean didn't meet his eyes. He pretended to be preoccupied with his jacket button.

"Of course Dean. I trust you with my life. Why do you ask?" Cas watched him, as if he was reading his thoughts. He was nervous, Cas could tell.

"Then can I, do something? It will be easier than saying it.." Dean hesitantly stood up as he waited for an answer. His cheeks were flushed, he was holding back. A lot.

"Yes Dean. Anything for you." Cas stood up with him, not breaking his eyes from Deans face. He watched as Dean grew closer until they were face to face, toes touching. Dean moved a hand up and gently touched his face, and Cas leaned into it.

"I'm going to kiss you now." Dean murmured before his mouth was pressed firmly against his. His other hand held Cas' hip, pulling him closer against him so their chests were touching.

Dean was calm. Cas in the other hand, was blushing furiously. His eyes were wide until Dean pulled away.

"Cas? Shit I'm sorry, I should go-" Dean removed his hands and turned to leave, but before he could, Cas acted. He slid his hands around deans neck and up into his hair, pulling him back for another kiss. It didn't take long before Deans hands were all over Cas' body, working to get his thick clothing removed. He pulled off his trench coat, letting it slide to the floor without a second thought. He pulled on his dark blue tie, wrapping it around his fist to hold Cas against him. Cas moaned at the feeling, jerking his hips against Dean as he felt himself growing more and more aroused.

"Castiel.. Clothes. Now." Dean growled in a deep voice, and Cas obliged, shivering at his voice. His spine tingled.  In less than a second, they were both naked, body pressed tightly against each other.

"Mmf.. Dean.. I-I need you.. Please." Now how could Dean say no to that pleading voice. Begging him to fuck him.

Dean backed them up until Cas fell back against the bed, Dean lying on top of him. They kept kissing until Dean gripped Castiels dripping cock. He threw his head back and Dean dropped down to bite his neck, leaving purple bruises that marked Cas as his. He jerked his hips forward, breath hitching at every breath. Dean moved up to his ear and licked him lightly. "I know what you want Cas. Say it."

Castiel only blushed and thrusted harder against his hand. "D-Dean.. Please I- fff.. I need you, I-inside of me..!"

If Dean wasn't hard enough, he would be through the roof right now. "Say you want me to fuck you, say you want it hard."

Cas arched his back against the bed, gripping at the sheets tightly so his knuckles were white. He sighed shakily before speaking. "D-Dean.. I want you- I need you to.. To f-fuck me. Fuck me h-hard- aah! P-please!" He sobbed, body trembling against Dean.

Dean groaned and bit his neck again before rolling them over so Cas was straddling him. "You want me so bad, don't you? Want me to fuck you until you scream~"

Cas nodded enthusiastically. "I need you to f-fuck me, with your big.. H-hard- nngh~ c-cock~"

Dean stared at him. 'Where the hell did he learn to talk like that.' He smirked and reached over for a bottle of lube he kept in his drawer. Castiel watched curiously before laying his head on Deans chest.

"Dean.. Hurry.. Please." Dean spread some of the cold substance on two fingers, reaching around and sliding them across his sensitive hole.

Cas gasped and pushed back against his fingers. He winced as Dean slowly pressed a finger in, his fingers tensing against Deans biceps. He waited until Cas got used to the feeling before starting to move his finger around. Not too long after, he added a second finger.

"H-haah.. Shit D-dean.." Cas bit down on his shoulder and groaned.

He twisted his fingers, scissoring them until he hit a bundle of nerves that sent vibrations through Castiels body. He yelped and jerked back against his fingers.

When Dean finally felt like Cas was loose enough, he removes his fingers and ignores the whine that came from Castiels throat. Taking some lube and covering his dick in it, he readied himself at his entrance. Before he got the chance to even ease the head in, Cas dropped down, taking all of him in at once.

"Dean!" He basically scream his name, rocking his hips around in a desperate need for more friction.

He rolled his hips in circles, making Dean groan loudly and hold his hips. "Fuck Castiel..You feel so good."

The praising made Cas moan louder, starting to lift his hips up then back down on Dean. "I-I love it when you call me that~"

Dean sat up and wrapped his arms around Cas' back, thrusting his hips up to meet Castiels bounces. "Mm, Castiel, you love taking my cock, don't you?"

"Mmhm! Y-yes! It's better than a-anything I've ever h-haaa~ had!" Cas sped up, giving it every thing he had.

Dean could tell he was close. He moved harder and faster, desperate to make the angel come hard. He was close too, biting his lip and letting out low growls of pleasure that seemed to turn Cas on even more. "Are you going to come? Come for me Castiel."

"I'm gonna come.. F-fuck! So.. Close.. Ha-ahn.." Cas' face scrunched up in pleasure, trying as hard as he can to reach to finish line. "I'm coming! D-Dean-! Haah~ D-daddy!" Castiel arched his back, fingers turning white against Deans skin. He twisted, throwing his head back as the light bulbs around them exploded. His wings exploded out from his back, bending at the ends because of the small space they were in. They were huge, black halfway through before fading into a light purple. They trembled with pleasure and left Dean speechless as he too climaxed. They gripped them tightly and pulled, working them both through their orgasm.

As they came down from their high, Dean removed himself from Cas and let him fall to the side, obviously exhausted. His wing wrapped around Dean lazily as he cuddled up to him. With his eyes closed, a rare smile filled his features.

"I love you, Cas."

"I love you too Dean."