Skin to Skin

Chapter 10

They stayed at the park for a bit longer, it started getting dark and Dean really didn't want to drive home that night. "Hey, you want a get a motel. Just stay the night here?" Castiel kissed him, still feeling a bit depressed, he felt very close to breaking down. He hated admitting to himself, to anyone at that, that he slept around just so he could eat. It made him feel like dog shit. "Sure, it'll be fun." Dean watched him closely, he obviously could tell something was off about him.
Dean paid for a room at a cheap motel and led Castiel inside, leading him along by his finger tips. He pulled Castiel down onto his lap, didn't kiss him, didn't do anything but hold him in his strong arms. Castiel felt the first tear break through his wall, he couldn't hold it back anymore. He didn't deserve someone as beautiful, as sweet, as strong as Dean. Castiel clung to Dean's shirt, cried into his neck as the sobs tore through his body. "Why?" He managed to say between the sobs. "Why what?" Dean asked, his voice was laced with an emotion Castiel didn't recognize. "Why do you love me so much?" He wrapped his legs around Dean's sides, pressing himself as close as possible to this new anchor. "How could I not? You're so alive, so beautiful, so kind. I envy how you seem to live everyday to its fullest." He pulled Castiel back, wiped some of the ever flowing tears from his beautiful face, and kissed him gently. "It's okay Castiel, I promise." Castiel climbed off Dean's lap, paced the ugly motel room and settled in a far corner. "I don't get it. Sex I get, sex is easy to understand. You love me and I don't know what to do with that even though I feel like I love you too." Castiel pulled at his hair, grounding himself, trying to keep a panic attack at bay. Dean got up and sat down beside Castiel, hugged the smaller man tightly in his arms. "Even if it was only a year ago, it's still who you used to be. You're not that person anymore. Whatever you did , whatever happened to you, you deserve to be happy." Castiel hiccuped, slowly calming down from the sobs. He looked up at Dean, blue eyes so broken and lost. "But why?"
Dean helped him up and kissed Castiel, the smell of leather and the taste of whiskey calming him, drawing Castiel in. He took off Dean's shirt and he placed a hand on Castiel's, stopping him. "What are you doing?" "I need this, skin to skin. It's the best medicine." Castiel bit his bottom lip, the sensation of Dean's smooth abs under his roaming hands sent a shiver through his body. "O-okay." Dean said unsure. Castiel took his own shirt off, undid his belt and dropped it to the floor. He pushed Dean onto the bed and the bigger man's eyes widened. ~*~
Dean was thoroughly confused, one minute Castiel was having a breakdown the next he was trying to jump Dean. Maybe Castiel is more unstable than he looks. The slender man snapped his fingers, "Hey, watch me." Dean came out of his thoughts and watched Castiel. His jeans were hanging from his body, showing those slender hips that Dean loves. He climbed onto Dean's lap, facing away from him, he placed Dean's hands on his hips. Castiel rolled his hips, barely brushing against Dean, grinding against him, he slipped off his jeans revealing very tight briefs, his ass perfectly shaped in them. Dean's erection was rapidly growing, confusion but a thought in the wind, he twisted and pinched Castiel's nipples, the other man gasped lightly at the sensation. Castiel turned around and straddled Dean, kissing him passionately, he moved Dean's hands to his ass as he grinded against Dean's erection. Dean pulled Castiel's hair with a free hand, kissed and bit his neck, drawing a moan from the man in his lap. "You want me to fuck you?" Dean's voice was deep, thick with need. Castiel chuckled, "Not yet."
Castiel undid Dean's pants and the bigger man shimmied out of them. "Lay down." Castiel commanded and Dean complied getting on his back. Castiel climbed up his body, still wearing his very tight briefs, and straddled Dean. Dean moaned underneath him, Castiel gasped, the sensation of their hard cocks touching through the thin fabrics. Castiel circled his hips on top of Dean, teasing him, lightly grinding. He scratched his chest bringing a gasp from his lips and Castiel smiled darkly. Dean grabbed Castiel's sides, bringing him down on his cock, grinding his erection against Castiel's a little too hard. "Aah
.." Castiel whimpered and Dean did it again, making the other man's body shake. "I'm going to fuck you." Dean's voice had gotten so deep Castiel felt it in his chest. He ignored Dean and whimpered, fine tremors going through him as he grinded against Dean. His cock begging to be freed from his tight underwear, it twitched and pulsed against the fabric. Castiel went down to Dean's cock, still trapped in its own prison cloth, and sucked, licked, and nibbled at the hard flesh. Dean's hips bucked up and Castiel smiled, knowing he was slowly making Dean lose control.
Castiel freed Dean's cock from his underwear and wrapped a slender hand around it, stroking the firmness made his own cock leak more precum.  He drew the tip of it into his mouth and Dean sounded like the air was knocked out of him.
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The feeling of Castiel's lips wrapped around him was like a shock of electricity through his body. "Cas.." He laced a hand through that sandy hair, making him take in more. It took all his self-control to not fuck Castiel's mouth, no he wanted to fuck that perfect ass. Castiel's tongue found the bundle of nerves right underneath the head of his dick and it tore a moan from Dean. "God you're amazing..." He felt Castiel smile around his dick, he looked down and and saw those blue eyes watching his every reaction. He pulled up Castiel afraid he would come to quickly. "Ride me." ~*~ Castiel lowered himself on Dean's cock, it slowly filling him up inch by inch. A high moan escaping him as it stretched him open. "Dean.." Castiel started a steady pace, going all the way down then up some. His cock throbbed at the feeling of Dean inside him and he whimpered "fuck..." Dean was watching him with dark, intense green eyes, drinking in the sight of Castiel's slender body on top of him. Castiel quickened the pace, using Dean's chest as support while he scratched it. The man underneath him thrusting up in rhythm to Castiel coming down, growling with each roll of his hips. Castiel felt so close already, he could feel Dean throbbing inside him and it was overwhelming, his stomach muscles tightened. "Dean...I'm going to come." He whimpered as Dean pounded into him, feeling close to the edge himself. "Come on me Cassy." Castiel came, his body gripping Dean's cock as he rode through the orgasm. Dean thrust deep into Castiel and came, his thighs spasming painfully.
Castiel collapsed ontop of him, shaking, sweaty, and drained of energy. He kissed Dean's chest and chuckled. "That was amazing, Dean." Dean laughed as well, a bit breathy and kissed the top of Castiel's head. "Jesus, I love you."