Pollen 2: It's your turn, Dean.

Chapter 1: Discovery

   Dean and Castiel have been in their relationship for three strong months so far. No complaints have risen as of late. After all, they have been having some cute dates involving sweets and popcorn in front of the TV. Dean has been teaching Castiel how to have a proper drink without having to drink the whole Liquor Store. All of these little things that humans do that Castiel had absolutely no idea meant so much for human relationships he got to learn from his love, his Dean. Dean has also started to learn what Cas's limits were, which he didn't have much. Only he hates when he gets into awkward moments with Dean when he gets to the point of talking about his wings or his desires. However, It's been such a good time, even the late late nights when Dean is a "Jedi in the streets but a Sith in the sheets.". Cas is all for what Dean wants, from blind folds to cute panties. Dean isn't too hardcore with the things he wants to try, and Cas is relieved by that notion.
  But, as Cas was looking at the laptop, he noticed a lot of things that he could do to Dean. Especially now that he has learned about the male pleasure system, and how it is connected to the nipples as well. He had done it to Dean and he moaned, but pushed Cas away because of it. He didn't talk to Cas for a full four days. Always avoiding him when in the bunker and never answering his phone when Cas called. Dean couldn't help but feel embarrassed. He has a sensitive torso and he doesn't really want Cas to find out about it. After those four days were up, Cas finally had some alone time with Dean since Sam didn't have a report on new cases anywhere so he went out with Charlie to just hang out and catch up. Dean wanted to go grab a beer and felt bad that Cas was still a bit down from not being able to see Dean so he invited him.
"Hey.." Dean uttered softly as to not really scare Cas. Cas turned around and looked a bit surprise to see Dean finally talking to him instead of him trying to initiate the conversation.
"Yes, Dean?"
"I'm - uh - gonna grab a beer at the bar, and I was wondering if you wanted to come with me."
Cas was so glad Dean was talking to him again that he quickly obliged.
"Why the sudden change of mood?" Cas questioned.
Dean blushed a little. "You.... just seemed so hurt. Almost like a puppy.." Dean chuckled.
"I'm not a canine, Dean."
"That's not.... nevermind. Anyways - wanna go drink or what?"
Cas looked at the floor then back up at Dean, he had never really had drinks other than beer. He wondered if they could both try something new.
"Could we have another alcoholic beverage at the bar?"
Dean looked a bit surprised at the question, since he had only drank beer with Cas.
"What did you have in mind?" Dean was curious as to what Cas was up to.
"Maybe some.... martinis?" Cas had always wanted to try those since they had been in the old movies that him and Dean watch.
"Alright. I feel like if we're gonna get martinis, we should dress a little sharp. Let me change real quick. We'll take Baby. But I'm driving."
Cas was filled with questions as to why Dean had to change to be considered dressed up. That is, until he saw Dean coming down the hallway. Dean had a wine dress shirt buttoned until the the two top buttons. He had black slacks that were VERY fitting and black dress shoes. Now Cas felt under dressed. "Dean... you look... amazing." Dean blushed slightly and fake fixed his pants to look away from Cas. "Nah, it's nothing. Ahem, anyways. I know this better place that's a bit fancier that the dive bar. We can go there."
  They get into the car and drive out of the garage. Cas is almost never in the passenger seat in the Impala, but when he does - he always had the chance to watch Dean and admire him in secret. Since they got together, they now have noticed each other's glances much more frequently and easily. So much so they had started to put on little shows for each other. While they were on their way to the bar, Dean had noticed Cas glancing at him for long periods of time and he would shift ever so slightly to give Cas a good view of his crotch, just to see Cas blush for him. Dean grins as he drives down the dull lit road toward the fancy bar.
  They pull into the drive way. Dean puts the car in park and looks and Cas. Cas is still blushing from the little encounter and Dean smiles smugly and leans to kiss Cas on the cheek.
"Hey, no need to be shy. It's just a couple of drinks." Dean teases.
Cas pushes him playfully and is about to step out of the car when Dean stops him.
"Can I do something real quick?"
Cas nods.
Dean pulls off the trench coat. He slowly unties Castiel's tie and takes that off. As Dean unbuttons the white shirt, he slowly rubs Cas's collar bone, earning a light "uhn" from Cas. "Now, that's more like it." Dean whispers. Dean shakes his head and mutters to himself about Cas being too sexy whilst getting out of the car aggressively. Cas just smiles and follows Dean into the bar.
  Dean sits at a table and ordered some appetizers as he waits for Cas to come in. Then, his jaw drops. Cas walks in with such grace and manliness that Dean just... couldn't wait to go back to the bunker with Cas and do God knows what to him. Cas sits down and Dean is still looking at Cas with awe. Cas waves a hand in front of Dean and Dean shakes his head once more. Cas chuckles and called over the waiter and orders two martinis.
"Why did I have such luck having you just come into my life?" Dean asked to himself.
"Excuse me?" Cas blushed.
Dean put a hand over his mouth at the realization of his words, "Shit, I said that out loud.... but it's true." Cas smiled lovingly to Dean.
The waiter came back with the drinks and gave a wink at Dean. "You need anything, just give me a call." The waitress said as he slipped a phone number on the table. Cas took a sip from the Martini and walked over to the waiter and pulled him close.
"If you ever take another flirtatious stride toward my man ever again, I will ruin your life to no end."
The waiter looked horrified and nodded aggressively. Dean looked in shock,
"What did you say to him?"
Cas looked at Dean with squinted eyes, "Basically told him to FUCK off.." Cas took two more sips of his martini. " and he did."
Dean sarcastically put a hand over his heart, "My Hero!"
They continued talking about the encounter....