Dean's heart raced. He hadn't been touched by Crowley since the night they moved into the hotel three days ago.
"You can't tell Sam or Cas about us."
Crowley sighed, "We've talked about this. Why would I tell Moose? It'd give him another reason to be on your tail."
"And Cas" Dean pressed
"I thought you didn't care about the angel anymore"
Dean felt like he had to protect his past life, although he was trying to let go. He wanted to leave Cas and Sam behind, and pursue his new life with Crowley. However, there would always be that old part of him that hung on to the people that used to be important to him. He didn't want Crowley to know that.
"I don't." Dean inched closer towards him.
In a matter of seconds, their lips had met and they couldn't pull away. Both men craved the alcoholic sense that lingered on the other. Something about it made them want more.
Dean pulled Crowley closer to him, experiencing that familiar desperation to go further.
"I do what I want. And right now I want you." Dean teased.
Without any words, the two drunk demons got out their room keys. And with obvious smirks, looked to each other as to say. "Let's take this up to our room"
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Before they knew it, it was 5AM. Dean and Crowley laid in bed, holding hands and whispering so quiet that they couldn't be heard from 5ft away.
"You never answered me earlier. Can you picture it? We'd rule hell together. As kings!"
Dean sighed, he didn't know how to answer.
"What's wrong?" Crowley asked
"The truth is, yes, I do want it. But my past life has been bothering me lately."
Everything surrounding the two of them went silent for a minute. Then Crowley began to shuffle beneath the sheets,
"You can always talk to me, Dean. About anything. You're a new person now. Don't worry about the old you."
"Damn it Crowley, I don't want to talk about it." Dean pushed.
He stripped himself of the bed covers, stood up, and left Crowley laying in bed whilst he began to clothe himself.
Crowley began to think as he lay in bed. Began to worry that Dean was still in love with Castiel, instead of him. He couldn't help but be jealous. He didn't want to let go of the new Dean. The old Dean used to despise him. But now he couldn't help but be turned on by the demon who wouldn't ever listen to him.
Crowley's thoughts were interrupted by an annoyed Dean.
"Aw son of a bitch, I left my porn downstairs."
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Kings of Hell • Crowley x Dean • Castiel x Dean •
FanfictionIn his old life, Dean had a boyfriend. Castiel. An angel. Since becoming a demon, he had distanced himself from him. At first, Dean missed him. The quirky comments he used to make. But now, Dean felt nothing. They were all distant memories. He was c...
