Skin to Skin

Chapter 15

Castiel still didn't have any clothes, he was still in the bathroom in just his underwear. He sat on the toilet and used a towel to cover himself because it was cold. Dean came in the bathroom and sighed, rubbing the back of his head." I couldn't find anything that would fit you," He shrugged off his sweater and handed it to Castiel, "here wear this." Castiel smiled and took the sweater, it hung to just about mid thigh, his milky skin standing out in contrast to the darker sweater.
Castiel noticed Dean's reaction so he decided to tease the man a little.
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Dean couldn't get over how beautiful, how hot Castiel was in his sweater. His cock twitched in his jeans as Castiel sat on the toilet and rucked up the sweater, just enough so Dean could see his underwear as he spread his legs. "Come here, Daddy." Dean didn't even think about Fergus being in the other room, he picked Castiel up, wrapping him around his body, and pressed him against the far wall. Dean rolled his hips into Castiel's, kissing him harshly, parting his lips with his tongue. ~*~
Castiel whimpered underneath Dean's rough touch, scratched his bare shoulders and moaned because of how broad they were. His cock throbbed against the tight underwear, begging to be touched. "Dean.." Castiel's body felt like it was on fire with every grind of Dean's hips, his need building up more and more. "Fuck me.." He asked in a breathy voice, almost inaudible. Castiel clung to Dean's body as he undid his pants , dropping them along with his underwear. Castiel gasped at the warmth of Dean's cock against his own through his underwear. "Fuck Dean." Dean sucked on one of Castiel's nipples, bit it, pulled on the sensitive skin. "P-please Dean." Dean put Castiel down and pointed to the bathroom sink, "Bend over."
Dean left the sweater on Castiel, he was going to let him keep it, let him keep the memory attached to it while he's gone.
Castiel bent over the bathroom sink, pulled up the sweater so that Dean could see his ass in the girly underwear. Dean bit his lip, eyes dark with need. He got on his knees and pulled Castiel's underwear down, revealing that near perfect ass. Castiel closed his eyes and a gasp tore from him when he felt Dean's tongue. "Dean.." Dean licked, circled and teased Castiel's ass with his tongue until he was shaking underneath him. "P-please Dean." Dean chuckled and stood up, a hand on Castiel's hip as he rubbed the head of his cock against Castiel's more than ready ass. "Please." Castiel's eyes rolled in the back of his head as Dean breached his tight entrance, the need to suppress his moans so they wouldn't be heard scratched at his throat. "Dean.." He muttered breathy as Dean starting thrusting, pounding his ass. It felt so good he wanted to cry. "Dean..." His cock hung between his legs, dripping with need, painfully hard.
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Dean shuddered with the feeling of Castiel's warmth squeezing his cock. He rolled his hips into him, trying to maintain the pace because he just wanted to pound him like an animal. Castiel was becoming unraveled underneath him and it was the hottest thing he had ever seen. The smaller man was barely holding onto the sink, shaking, sweating, and chanting Dean's name as he fucked him. Dean reached around and grabbed Castiel's cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. Castiel moaned louder than he should have, pressed his ass against Dean, asking for more. "Daddy..." Dean lost control at that and pounded him mercilessly. Castiel's cock pulsed, throbbed in his hand and the smaller man came. Dean threw his head back and moaned, Castiel's body spasming around his cock ripping his orgasm from his body. "Castiel.." He pounded him, riding through his orgasm and Castiel fell to his knees, rested his head against the bathroom sink and giggled. "Your version of morning sex is amazing." Dean kissed his neck, chuckling as he turned on the shower, "You shouldn't tease me."
After they took a shower and cleaned up the bathroom they went into the main room and found Fergus sitting on the couch with the TV turned up unnecessarily loud. "What? I didn't want to hear your love fest." Dean chuckled and grabbed a bottle of water from the mini fridge. "I'm stealing the rental car again." Fergus sighed and threw the keys at Dean. "Have it home by midnight." Castiel tilted his head, looking adorable as fuck in Dean's cowboys sweater. "Where are we going?" Dean kissed him, everytime he looked at Castiel he needed to touch him in some way. "First, getting you some clothes, then I was thinking we go have some fun today, your idea." Castiel smiled ear to ear, Dean was sure a million ideas were flying through that adorable head. ~*~
The drive to Castiel's dorm was silent, leaving Castiel to think about everything. Two days left, only two days. He glanced at Dean and his heart broke, what is he going to do once he's gone? Once this man he's fallen in love with is somewhere in the middle of the ocean? Castiel drew his bare knees to his chest in the passenger seat. He's not going to ruin a good morning with his depression, he can't, this was such a perfect day so far. Dean squeezed his arm, his eyes saying he was thinking the same thing. Castiel decided to think of what they could do today that would distract them, to take their mind off things. Dean braked at a stop sign and Castiel saw an ad on the side of the road for a festival. Maybe they could do that? "Hey, Dean?" "Hmm?" "What do you think of a festival?" Dean shrugged his shoulders and asked. "Sounds alright I guess, what kind of festival?" "I dunno but let's go."
Castiel went inside and Dean kept the car running, he needed some time to himself. He had a lump in his throat, this weight in his stomach. Dean's been trying to act tough for Castiel, he's obviously a bit more unstable than Dean, but it's killing him. It's killing him that the day after tomorrow he's leaving. He leaned his head against the steering wheel and cried, he couldn't stop the flow of tears, the sobs shaking his body. Dean didn't want to wake up on that damn ship, in that uncomfortable bed without Castiel. He didn't want to go days, weeks, months without seeing that beautiful face smiling at him, those crystal blue eyes full of love. Dean didn't think he was strong enough to survive it and if he wasn't Castiel definitely couldn't. It's going to utterly destroy Castiel when he leaves, its already breaking him, he can tell by the way Castiel watches his every move. What is he going to do? What's going to happen to them? Dean leaned back and wiped his face with the back of his hand, he can't fall apart like this. One of them needs to stay strong and it has to be Dean. He saw Castiel come out side, a few more sobs tried to escape. He's so beautiful, so perfect. His sandy hair constantly looking shaggy, wearing an ACDC shirt, tight faded jeans, and a pair of black sunglasses. This eccentric man was everything to him, how could he just him go?