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Training

Cas X Reader

Synopsis: Cas teaches you how to defend yourself and it soon goes a little off course.

"Come on y/n. I know you can do better than that." Cas said. You were bent over at the waist, panting and sweaty. You were getting ready to go on your first hunt, and Cas was teaching you self-defense.

"Shut up. I'm new to this." You replied, standing back up and putting your fists in front of you. You were in the middle of a field, and you had been here since dawn.

"Alright. Let's do this." He said, and the fight began. You went to punch him, but he blocked it and kicked your feet out from under you. You fell down and he got on top of you, pretending to grab your neck.

"And with that, you'd be dead." He said, before standing back up. You watched as he took off his trench coat, jacket, and rolled up his sleeves.

"Again." You ordered, getting into stance.

"Y/n, you're exhausted. Let's continue tomorrow." Cas replied.
"I said again! I need to learn how to do this if I want my brothers to let me to hunt." You exclaimed.

"Fine, and use some of that anger in the fight." He said, and you began again. This time, Cas took you down with a blow to the abdomen.

"We can continue tomorrow. You're done." He said, watching as you laid on the grass and held your stomach.

"No, we need to get me good enough. Dean won't let me go until I beat you." You replied, standing up.

"I don't think that's a good idea." Cas said, eyeing your battered body.

"Cas, I've known you for many years. I have saved your ass on many occasions and the least you can do is help me." You replied. He sighed and nodded.

"I can do this. I'm a Winchester." You muttered to yourself. He came to strike at you, but you lunged and tackled him to the ground.

"I win." You grinned, straddling him. He gave a crooked smile and didn't make any sign of moving. You just sat there, gazing into his electric blue eyes. It all happened so fast, one second you were staring at him and the next the two of you were kissing. Cas sat up, with you still on his lap, and tangled his fingers in your hair. You ran your hands down his chest, letting a moan slip out. Suddenly, Cas was pulled away from you and you fell to the ground.

"What the-" You stopped short as you saw Dean grabbing Cas' collar and pulling him up to his feet.

"I tell you to train my sister and I come back to see your hands all over her? What the hell Cas?" He growled. You heard Cas try to explain but you knew it was no use. Dean raised his fist, and you jumped onto his back. He stumbled away from Cas.

"Y/n, what are you doing? Get off me!" Dean yelled, and you flipped off of him and pulled him into a chokehold before pulling him onto the ground.

"Don't touch him." You hissed, and Dean looked at you with confusion.

"Wait you wanted that?" He asked, and you groaned. He still thought you were a little girl.

"Yes Dean, I did want that. I wanted a lot more but you had to interrupt." You replied, standing up and helping Dean to his feet.

"Okay ew. I'm going back to the bunker. I'll leave you two alone. Please don't give me the details of what you did when you come back home. Okay bye." Dean said hurriedly before practically running back to his car. You laughed and walked over to Cas, brushing a bit of dirt off his shirt.

"Now, where were we?" You asked, looking up at him. He smirked before picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist.

"I think it was something like this." He replied, pressing you against a tree and kissing you. You giggled and started unbuttoning his shirt.