A long day of hunting had ended, a nest a 20 odd vamps and ghost haunting some old cheese factory. The motel room the boys had booked had a little divider between two rooms , Sams room and the room Dean and Castiel had agreed to share. The three boys walked through the motel door one by one tossing their bags to the side. Sam through himself onto his bed without changing clothes, he slowly dozed off. It was dark and silent, the only sounds noticeable were the casual engine of a car going down the high way, and Sams quiet snoring. Dean was on his laptop searching for the next case. Cas was sat on the edge of the bed slowly taking off pieces of clothing secretly hoping Dean would glance over. An over dramatic yawn came from Deans mouth, "I think I'm ready to hit the sac-". He stopped abruptly for when he looked to the bed Castiel layed in nothing but his bright pink under wear (that he had gotten from the thrift store down the street). "Uh Cas..." Dean uttered trying not to wake Sam. "what, the package said 'sexy' and I've hear that word on those discs you used to watch" Cas said in his clueless sounding voice. Dean walked over to the bed, and looked Cas straight in the face, after being blindly by the icy blueness that shined from his eyes for half a second, Dean thrusted himself onto Cas. After a few moments of intimate activities Dean lent over to Castiels ear and said softly "whisper to me angel baby". The sound of ruffling sheets cascaded the room until Cas made him way on top of Dean. "ravioli, ravioli, give me the dickioli" Cas whispered in his sexiest manliest voice. After an eventful night the to woke up, Cas' head resting on Deans chest. The two made sure to get up and dressed before Sam awoke.
The boys packed up their belongings and hoped into the impala. Dean drove, Sam sat in the passenger seat and Cas admired a teen magazine in the back seat. Seconds before Dean pulled out of the parking lot Sam slowly leaned over to Dean and whispered in the most confused voice "Dickioli?" Dean pushed him away changed to a shade of pink, turned up his music and began to drive.
