The hunter and the angel

" Thank you." He mumbled, with a small nod. Cas went to leave the bedroom and go to his own but Dean stopped him. Dean had put his hand on Castiel's hip and turned him slightly.

" Here, let me help with that," Dean said, a look of lust in his eyes. Cas agreed and handed the shirt back to Dean. Dean placed his hands in the shirt and gestured for Castiel to raise his arms. Dean slowly placed the shirt over Castiel's arms and down his torso. After the shirt was placed over Castiel, Dean ran his hands over the angel's arms. Cas was a little excited as to what Dean had in mind. He could tell by the look in his eyes that the night was going to be a long one.

Dean placed his hands on Castiel's hips, and Cas placed his hands on Dean's muscular chest. Dean began to pull Cas closer to him, so close that their chests were pressed together. Cas smiled as Dean placed a soft kiss on the end of his nose. Dean licked his lips, as his feelings for Castiel grew stronger. He ran his lips sofly over the angels.

The angel smiled at the simple gesture. He stared deeply into Dean's eyes and blushed when he saw that his friend was smiling. Dean looked downward at his feet. He was unsure of what he should do next. He knew where he wanted the night to go, but he didn't kow how to get it to that point. He looked back up at Cas, who was smiling like a school boy on Christmas. Dean slowly leaned in, his lips brushing against Castiel's.