Hold me, Angel. (destiel)

Chapter 19

They needed that fight to move on. They needed the yelling of anger and then as night fell the yelling of pleasure. That bitter week had made the next few years fly by quickly. But boy, had they been great. Dean was head manager at the shop, while Cas was about to start his first teaching job. They're life was sweet and nice. Their marriage was like aging wine. It got better and stronger as time walked by.

Cas unlocked the door and sat his briefcase down. He had just finished setting up his classroom and his first day was tomorrow. He grabbed a soda and walked in the living space. Dean was waiting for him on the couch. A beer in his hand and a smile on his face. Cas slumped down on the couch and lifted Dean's hands so he was laying his head on his lap.

Dean leaned down and kissed him softly on the forehead.

"What we watching?" Cas asked even though he was more focused on Dean then the screen in front of him.

"Dr. Sexy, M.D, but I can change it if you want. "

"No, it's fine. "

He watched Dean's eyes widen when Dr.Sexy walked on screen.

"You like him!"

Dean blushed and looked down at the man in his lap.

"No." He said shyly.

"Yes you do. " Cas said smirking.

Slowly his expression changed, though as he realized Dr. Sexy was very different from him.

"Do you wish I was more like him?" He asked trying to hide his frown.

Dean looked down at him and brushed his fingers through his husband's hair.

"Never."

"Are you su--" he started to say sitting up.

Dean's lips cut him off.

"Definitely." Dean stated as he pulled Cas onto his lap and undid his shirt viciously.

"Dean." Cas moaned out as his pants tightened.

He felt Dean grind slowly against him.

"Tell me what you want, Cas." Dean growled as he got lost In the ocean that is Castiel's eyes.

"I want you. Dean, I want you so much."

He pulled the faded t-shirt over Dean's head and attacked his neck with kisses and love bites.

"Cas!" Dean screamed as he felt Cas' warm hand slide under his boxers and around his dick.

Castiel gripped Dean's dick and stroked it. Dean was already screaming and moaning in pleasure. He was so vulnerable and so hot.

"Dean, I love you. I love you, so much." He whispered into his husband's ear.

Dean let out a sweet moan. Cas stroked him harder as he felt pre-cum drip down his hand.

"Cas, let me fuck you. Let me have you. " Dean gasped in between moans.

"Of course." Cas whispered in his ear.

Dean picked him up by his thighs and carried him to the bedroom. Cas wrapped his arms around Dean's neck. He ran his fingers through Dean's smooth hair. Dean threw him lightly on the bed. He undid Cas' slacks and pulled them off. His jeans were already undone as he kicked them off.

"Dean, I need you." Cas whined.

"I'm coming, I'm coming."

He pulled off Cas' plaid boxers. He smiled down at the naked boy. Cas sat up and looked into to Dean's eyes.