Destiel FanFiction; Supernatural Related

Oneshot #3

Dean came home from a case with Sam, to find Castiel in the kitchen baking pie.

"Uh, Cas? What are you doing?" Dean asks, coming up from behind Castiel, and hugging him around the waist.

"I thought you would be starving from the case, so I wanted to bake you a pie to indulge yourself." Cas says, as he strategically places a crust over the top of his pie and slides it into the oven.

Once Cas puts his pie in the oven, Dean twirls him around and plants a soft kiss on his cheek. Dean lets go of Cas and gets a beer from the fridge. He sits down on a chair in the dinning room, and puts his feet up on the seat next to his. 

"How was the case?" Cas says, as he walks over to Dean and begins to massage his scalp. 

"Great. I think we ganked that whole pack of vampires. I told Garth to call me if he finds out that one had escaped our demolition of their nest. Oh and by the way, Sammy told me he met a girl at a bar the other night and was going to see her tonight and stay over. So we have the house to ourselves." Dean adds.

Cas bends over Deans shoulder to look him in the face. Dean smirks and winks at Cas. Suddenly, the timer went off for Cas's pie. Cas put on his oven mitts and takes out his pie. He cuts a piece and sets it on a small plate. 

"I want you to guess what flavor it is." Cas says, as he puts a blindfold over Dean. Dean begins to reply, but stops himself, knowing that all of this was just to make Cas happy.

Cas pushes Dean's feet of the chair and pulls it up right in front of Dean. He cuts a slice and lets Dean have a taste.

"Hmmm, is it apple cinnamon?" Dean asks, trying to decipher between the rotten apples and the chili powder Cas mistook as cinnamon.

"Correct!" Cas yells, kissing Dean on the cheek. Dean took of his blind fold and saw Cas scooping another spoonful for himself. 

"Uhh no, Cas. Lets go freshen up. It's late, so we should lay down."  Dean says, as he takes the fork out of Cas's hand and pushes him out of the room just enough time to throw the horrible pie away.

"Dean, it is not late. It is only 8 pm." Cas says, as he walks back into the kitchen confused.

Dean pulls Cas into the bathroom. Dean tells Cas to take a shower, while Dean changes into more comfortable clothes, and tries his best to get the taste of the pie Cas made by brushing his teeth several times. Once Cas is out of the shower, they both lay down in bed. 

"Ya know, Cas, I always liked the way you look when you come right out of the shower. When your hair is all wet and messy." Dean begins to say, as he runs his hands through Cas's messy and wet hair. 

Cas smiles and kisses Dean softly on the lips. In one clean movement, Dean moves Cas over and gets on top of him. Cas's face begins to turn bright red; they've only done this three times, and Cas still hasn't mastered the skill that Dean calls 'grinding'. Dean begins to softly lick and kiss his way down to Cas's belly button and begins to kiss him back up again. Dean can feel Cas's soft moans as he reaches his throat and his lip once more. 

"Hey guys I'm home!" Sam says, as he walks into the door of the bunker. 

"Damn we can never get alone time can we?" Dean says, as he begins to lay down beside Cas. Cas is still very red and is basically motionless from what Dean was doing to him just moments ago. 

Dean sighs heavily and rolls over to sleep and whispers, "Well, at least I got to taste your pie."