This is a Bad Idea (Destiel Teacher x Student AU)

Chapter 11

Dean

Fuck no! Are you crazy! What the actual fuck am I thinking?!

"Where do you live?" Dean asks sternly in a very authoritative tone. Cas, who was staring out of the window in a daze, glanced at his teacher. Dean felt bad for making the kid go back home after everything that has been happening. But he has nowhere else to go and Dean has officially knocked his own place off the list almost as soon as the idea came to his head. Cas sighed heavily, sounding almost half disappointed and half like he was up to something. Winchester raised an eyebrow at the teen, looking at him from the corner of his eye as he drove.

"Well, if you must know... 365 Ketch St." Dean nodded and continued driving. If he could recall correctly, Ketch St. was a couple miles left of the high school... only a couple blocks from where he lived....

Meanwhile, when the still intoxicated Castiel notices his teacher lost in his own thoughts, he slides over in the cars bench seat, getting more and more into Deans personal space. Until their sides were entirely pressed together. Dean freezes, his heart rate picking up as he tries to control his slight panic. Castiel moves his hand from his own lap and slowly onto his teachers knee. Dean almost swerves off the road but keeps enough of his self control to keep his car steady, his grip only tightening on the steering wheel enough to make his knuckles turn white.

Cas leaves his hand there for only a moment before he starts dragging it up Winchester's leg agonizingly slowly. Dean is full on freaking out by now, though he's not showing it. He almost lost control and slammed the brakes when he felt Cas' hand start to move. It keeps getting closer and closer and somehow Dean was keeping his cool, and also had made no move to stop him. What the actual fuck?

Castiel eventually moves his face to Deans ear, breathing in and out slowly and very confidently he speaks, "Y'know... you're really hot... the hottest teacher I've ever seen...." The dominance in his voice from just that sentence was enough to make Dean want to pull the car over and take Cas right then and there. He had to use all he had in him not to let out a moan. All the while, Cas' hand was still moving, very, very, slowly. "And since you're not stopping me right now, I'm assuming you feel the same." Dean shuddered as he could feel Cas' hot breath down his neck, along with the smirk playing in his lips. Yeah, that's how close the teenager was. That was it for Dean.

"Cas..." He breathed. He meant for that to sound more like a warning to tell Cas to back off but it came out as more of a moan. Shit shit shit, He thought as he started to panic.

"Yes?" Cas answered back cheekily.

"You're drunk." Cas breathed a laugh, stopping his hand just below Dean's hardening dick.

"So?" Cas whispered, now only hovering over Deans ear. The teens hot breath down his neck caused goosebumps to form under his jacket's leather collar. This was the last straw for the teacher. He knew it was wrong but... he needed Cas. Now.

Suddenly, before either of them could bat an eye, Dean had the car pulled over on the side of an empty road and Cas was pushed down and sprawled across the Impala's bench seat. Dean lept on the student and straddled his belt in order to keep him submissed. Fuck the system. Dean thought before he leant down and started attacking the younger boys mouth with his own.

Dean felt Cas grin against his lips and kiss back with just as much intensity. Cas' hands wrapped around Dean's shoulders, pulling him down on top of him so Winchester was completely enveloping him. It's not like Cas was really small, he was very lean and had a nice body, it was just that Winchester was so tall and muscular compared to Castiel that he almost completely covered the smaller boy.

Cas eventually moved his mouth away from Deans and turned his attention to his jawline and neck. One of the teen's hands was on the back of Dean's neck making sure he didn't go anywhere, and also so he could reach his neck.

Was Dean really doing this? What the fuck is wrong with me? I'm making out with my goddamn student. Even though this is great... This shouldn't be happening.... Cas pushed his hips up against Dean's, causing Dean to bit his lip and press his face into Cas' neck to suppress his moan. But it feels like it should.... Dean pressed kisses along Cas' neck, moving his flannel out of the way a bit before sucking a mark onto his collar bone.

Cas pushed his hands behind Winchester's jacket, gradually trying to push it off of him before Dean pulled his arms out of it and it thunders against the Impala's floor. Almost immediately, Cas pushed his hand under Dean's black shirt, making him breath a laugh.

Dean ground his hips into Cas', the movements making great friction, even through their jeans. "Dean..." Cas breathed as his teacher was sucking another mark onto his shoulder.

Caaarryy on my wayward sooonnn....

Dean sighed heavily. Why now of all times? He though bitterly, slowly detaching himself from the smaller boy and fishing his phone from his pocket that was still ringing. Sammy calling... Why do you chose to call me now?! Dean pressed the accept button and held the phone up to his ear.

Cas sat up, watching his teacher dissatisfied as he listened to someone talking through the line. "Yeah, sorry man I had to take someone home." Cas wriggled his legs out from under Dean silently as he moved positions so he was now the one straddling Winchester. He smirked at him, earning a warning stare from him. He snaked his arms around his shoulders again, one hand going behind his head, pulling on the small hairs on the back of his head and planting kisses along his jawline. "No, uhm, I'm not gonna come back to the party." Deans voice wavered only slightly as Cas ran his hand through his hair. "Yeah, we should schedule a lunch date. Yeah.... Yeah.... Look man I better let you go. I've got classes in the morning.... Yeah... uhm... Bye." Dean hung up the phone and tossed it in the backseat.

Cas looked at his teacher warily. Dean knew this couldn't go on much longer. If anyone was to find out... not that he would let that happen, but... he should seriously take Cas home. The younger boy scooted off of Deans lap. It's like he could tell what Dean had in mind. It's like they read each others minds because neither of them spoke as Dean started the Impala and drove off down the road.

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Cas' house wasn't actually that far away from where they were. It was only about a one or two block drive before they were pulling into the Novak's driveway. Dean looked over at Cas, expecting him to be fully awake, but to his surprise he was completely passed out next to him. Dean sighed and climbed out of the driver's door and walked around to the passengers side. He carefully scooped up the sleeping boy in his arms, as to not wake him, and walked up to the porch. The door is going to be locked dumbass how are you going to get in. Everyone is probably asleep it's past midnight. Winchester figured he would try his luck and jiggled the doorknob. And to his surprise once again, it swung open. As soon as he walked in, he was met with a large living room. Even though it was dark, he could see from the streetlights pouring through the door, a T.V. on the opposite side of the room and just his luck, a couch up against the wall with a blanket neatly folded across the back. Dean carefully laid Castiel down on the couch as comfortably as he could and threw the blanket over him, hoping he would stay warm for the night with just a thin blanket.

With one last look at Castiel, Dean leant down to him and kissed him lightly on the forehead. Then left the way he came.

Heerrroooww

Did you guys watch the finale?!?!?! JESUS CHRIST I WAS SOBBING!! IM NOT GONNA SPOIL ANYTHING FOR THOSE WHO HAVENT SEEN IT YET BIT MY GOD WHYY!!?!

Also that steamy scene tho 😏

And that cringey grammar tho... 👉👌