Destiel One Shots

Story or Real Life (SMUT)

Dean sat at the computor reading the story he had found. He went to clear the recent searches and found one on a website called Archive of Our Own.com. He was immediatley intrigued when he read his own name in the description.

It was titled "Destiel short stories". The first chapter started off with Sam talking to Cas about his feelings. Cas kept denying he withheld feelings such as the ones Sam implied he had. Then Dean walked in and Cas stopped the conversation abruptly and tried leaving the room.

Dean chased after Cas. "Dude what's wrong?".

Dean was snorting while reading. Why would he chase after Cas? Then he stopped because truth be told, if the chance presented itself, Dean would chase Cas. He'd chase Cas to the end of the earth.

Dean continued reading and the story eventually turned sexual after Cas and Dean both admitted their feelings. Dean couldn't stop himself from reading the words.

"Dean do you think we're going to fast?" Castiel asked as he was being held against the wall by Dean. Dean smirked and rolled his hips against Cas'. Cas went from concerned to a moaning mess as Dean kept up his attack on Cas' hips. "Never mind my previous question Dean," Cas moaned.

Dean brought his hand to the buldge in his jeans and palmed himself through the terribly thick fabric.

"Of course," Dean said. He picked Cas up by his hips and carried him to his room of the bunker. The put Cas on the bed as gently as he could and laid over him. He used his forearms to trap Cas' head and ensure he couldn't escape. Not that Cas would ever want to.

He looked Cas in the eyes. His wonderful blue eyes that held years and years of wisdom. Dean wanted to look into those eyes for the rest of his life.

Dean was surprised at how much the story got correct. He loved Cas' eyes. They were just so blue and held so much beauty that Dean wanted to stare into them for the longest time.

Dean liked to compare Castiel's eyes with other blues he had seen in his life. Some being cliche like the ocean and sky. But sometimes Cas' eyes were like the blue on the Twitter logo. Or the blue of tumblr girls' nail polish. Or his favorite, the blue ties Cas used to wear. The ones that he would daydream tying Cas up with while he made love to him.

"Did I really just think that? Oh my god," Dean thought to himself. He shook his head and continued reading.

"I love you Cas," Dean said with as much truth as he could. It must have been enough because Cas looked at him with so much love he couldn't believe his own eyes.

"I love you too Dean. Now don't get too sentimental on me, I still plan on fucking you."

Dean smirked. "Like I forgot."

Dean knew it was probably wrong of him to keep reading, I mean he was reading a porno about himself and his bestfriend for christ sake. But he couldn't make himself stop. If he couldn't have Castiel for himself, he was damn sure he'd live vicariously through this screen.

Castiel bit his lip in a way that sent shivers down Dean's spine. Dean was deffinatley going to return the favor.

Dean lifted himself off of Cas and started unbuttoning his shirt. Cas watched him from the bed with a half smile plastered on his face. "Dean, are you always the tease in the relationship?"

"Well if you were naked right now I wouldn't have to tease now would I."

Cas snapped his fingers and in the blink of an eye, both Dean and Cas were naked, their clothes neatly folded on the nightstand next to Dean's bed. Dean took his time admiring the angel layed out on the bed in front of him. Only after a full minute did he notice Cas staring at him.