Skin to Skin

Chapter 4

They didn't stay at the beach long because Castiel needed to finish an assignment for his sociology class, leaving Dean feeling rather depressed. He wanted to spend as much time as possible with Castiel, they didn't have long together.
They sat in the rental car in front of Castiel's dorm building.
"Dean, come back to my dorm with me." He didn't want to intrude on Castiel's classes and thought that maybe the other man might think their going rather fast. "No, you have class work to do. I don't want to distract you." Castiel hit Dean's shoulder and pulled him closer by the collar of his jacket. "It's a distraction I would welcome." Dean swallowed loudly, Castiel perhaps was more dominant than he thought. He nodded his head and unbuckled his seat belt with fumbling hands and Castiel chuckled. When Castiel got out of the car Dean noticed his jeans were hanging loosely from his hips, showing a bit of his hip bones and smooth stomach. Dean closed his eyes and breathed deeply, this is only the second time seeing each other. He cannot, will not, ravage that nearly perfect body, not yet anyway.
Dean got out of the car and followed Castiel up the sidewalk, watching his ass as he walked in front of him. What the fuck is wrong with him? He has never been this strongly attracted to another man before but all he could think about right now was bending Castiel over.
Once inside Castiel started digging through his pockets for his keys but he couldn't find them. "Damn it.." He bent over in front of Dean to get the key from under the mat, brushing against him. "S-sorry." Dean stepped back, blushing beat red as a sly smile spread across Castiel's face. He unlocked the door, "Give me a minute to clean up before you come inside. It was pretty bad  this morning." He laughed and went inside, leaving Dean in the hallway.
Dean rest his head against the cold wall in the hallway, he placed a hand over his racing heart, willing it to slow down. Dean jumped when a hand touched his hip and he looked up to see Castiel smiling at him. "You okay?" Dean could see the mischievous glint in Castiel's eyes and it dawned on him the other man was doing this to him on purpose. Ever since the beach he's been fucking with him. "Yea, I'm fine." Well two can play that game. ~*~ Castiel led Dean inside and he noticed it was remarkably cleaner and Dean wondered where Castiel had stuffed everything. "Make yourself comfortable, I'm just going to grab a beer and start my paper. You can have one too if you want." Dean took off his jacket and overshirt, revealing the tight black shirt he had on underneath. His bicep flexed a little when he twisted open the beer Castiel handed him and he saw the other man lick his lips. This is going to be fun. "Hey, do you mind if I change into some sweat pants real quick?" Castiel had the sly smile back on and Dean nodded quickly while taking a swig from the beer. Castiel undid his pants and instead of just taking them off he slipped them down his hips slowly, watching Dean as he did, and stepped out of them one leg at a time. He bent over to get his sweat pants on and quickly pulled them up but didn't bother to tie the drawstring. Dean realized he had been watching Castiel the whole time and he blushed furiously, chugging his beer. He's got this, he's dealt with more tempting things, right? He watched Castiel move his hips to the music he turned on and Dean swallowed loudly. No, no he has never dealt with something this tempting.
Dean played on his phone a bit, ignoring Castiel teasing him, he didn't want to pop a boner, not now. Castiel sat at his computer, typing away at his paper for a good 30 minutes when all of a sudden he started taking his shirt off. Dean looked up and watched the muscles in his back move under his skin as he slipped out of the loose shirt. Dean's blood pressure was getting dangerously high, he was beginning to feel light headed. "Are you okay?" Castiel sounded genuinely concerned, not like he was teasing Dean this time. He got up from his computer and closed the space between him and Dean. "You look pale, Dean. Do you need some water? Something to eat?" Dean shook his head no, he didn't trust his voice to not be breathy. "Is it because I teased you? I'm sorry." Dean chuckled a little, he'd like to think it's an effect Castiel has on him but its probably just from only eating once today. Dean squeezed Castiel's shoulder, "I'm fine, really." He kissed him and what was supposed to be a chaste kiss turned into something much more.Dean brought Castiel down onto his lap and rolled his hips into him, kissing him fiercely. Castiel pulled away, mostly in shock and stumbled off Dean's lap. "I- I am so sorry." Dean laughed his apology, he couldn't not laugh at Castiel's baffled expression. "No, no it's okay. I don't think either one of us expected that to happen." Dean stood up, he put his layers back on and grabbed his keys. "Don't leave.." Dean kissed Castiel, making sure to control himself this time. It was so easy to just lose himself in that soft mouth, press that warm body flush against his and drown in the pleasure. "No-" His voice was thick with need, "I don't want us to have sex yet, I want to get to know you more first." Castiel nodded in understanding no matter how much he wanted to feel that muscular body above him, behind him. "Goodnight, Dean." He gave him a chaste kiss and Dean left Castiel's dorm.