No Greater Love

Chapter Seven

Dean was hovered over Cas on the bed, kissing him softly.  They had just finished making love and he couldn't get enough of Cas and the way he was looking at him at this moment. His blue eyes boring into his, and the small grin he had. His face was still warm from being sick but Cas seemed to ignore it at that point. He was busy focusing on touching Dean at that very moment. Running his fingers up and down his muscles, tracing his fingers along his arms and his back and lightly against his shoulder blades and back down to his ass. The blanket was laying over his waist and his eyes were tightly closed as he moved his lips in sync with Cas's. His elbows rested on either side of Cas's head, he gently ran his fingers through his hair at the same time. At that moment he realized how deeply in love with him he was. He always knew but sometimes it amazed him how much when he felt like his heart was about to explode.

There was three knocks on the door and Dean pressed his forehead against his and groaned. "What Sammy?" He called out

"She's here. Whenever you're ready." The answer came from the outside

Dean sighed and lifted his head to look at Cas. Cas smiled back at him and caressed his cheek. "It's okay Dean. I want to rest anyways."

Dean let out a soft groan and gave him a quick kiss on the lips before getting up. Cas continued to smile as he watched Dean get dressed and admired how sexy he was. After he was fully dressed he grabbed his coat and walked over to Cas and kissed him again. "Get some rest babe."

Cas nodded and turned over and closed his eyes as Dean walked out and shut the door softly behind him.

Dean walked down the stairs and saw Sam and Jenny sitting on the couch. They were laughing about something and Dean couldn't help but think about how happy Sam looked and in the back of his head knew he deserved to be happy as he did.

"What are you guys talking about?" Dean asked smiling at them. Sam looked at Dean and cleared his throat awkwardly.

"We were discussing war of war craft."

Dean blinked in confusion. "War of what?"

"It's a game."

"Ah. Well.  That's great you two get along like the nerds you are." Sam gave Dean a glare and Dean shrugged. "What you are? You always have been." He jerked his head and gave him a wink and Sam gave him a resting bitch face.

"You're such an asshole Dean."

"So I've been told." He said licking his lips and smirking. "So are we going to go or not?" He said looking at Jenny. She stood up and ran her hands down her plaid shirt, straightening it out.

"I'm ready." 

"Good. Sam do some research on this zombie apocalypse thing while we're gone. We'll be back in a couple days."

Sam nodded seriously. "That should give me more time."

"Alright. Let me go upstairs and pack a bag and I'll be back."

He stomped back upstairs to his bed room and quietly packed a bag while Cas slept soundly. He threw only initial necessities into the duffle bag, including his tooth brush, clothes, and clean socks. After he zipped it up, he threw the strap over his shoulder and walked over to Cas and kissed his head. Cas gave a soft murmur in his sleep and Dean smiled at how peaceful he looked. He felt his forehead and let it a sigh when he noticed he was warm again.

He quietly left the room and closed the door gently. When he came back downstairs Sam and Jenny stood up when they saw him. Dean stopped in front of Sam and sighed heavily giving him a worried look. "Please take care of him okay. He's warm again but he's asleep and I don't want to wake him."