"Where'd you go?"
A tired Dean laid in bed and Crowley had just returned. Sunlight began to seep in through the curtains, and land on Dean's sleepy face.
"Just to get some fresh air." Crowley lied.
"Good sex last night, huh?" Dean stretched
Crowley picked up the TV remote and took a seat on the red, filthy-looking, couch. He pressed the power button and looked back up at Dean.
"Yeah, come here then." Crowley urged
Dean sighed and began to throw off his covers to make his way over to Crowley in just his boxers. The two men sat close, their hands met and exchanged warmth.
There was a moment where the two began to gaze into each others' eyes. Both of their bodies buzzed with passion, they wanted more yet again.
But they both held off. There was something on their minds, only one of them was up to discussing.
Castiel.
"I was thinking, perhaps we tell Castiel about our little, relationship..?" Crowley started.
"I don't want him to know. He doesn't need to."
Dean's face turned cold.
"Well I just thought we'd have a little fun, Dean." Crowley tempter
"No means no, Crowley. I don't want him to know."
"Okay... well maybe we don't tell Cas. What's your idea of fun, Dean? I want to do something, as if we were a normal couple."
Dean didn't stop to think long, "You know my idea of fun isn't normal. And I know it isn't the answer you're looking for."
Dean's mind stirred. He couldn't think straight. Even though it had only been a day, he yearned to kill another. Something was eating away inside of him, begging him to. He pretended like he didn't care. All he wanted to do was distract himself. With love. With Crowley. He wanted Crowley's lips.
The world spun and the only thing that mattered to him in that moment was getting Crowley to kiss him.
".. we could go to the beach." Dean replied
"Funny, I was thinking the same."
Dean grinned and straddled himself on Crowley's lap, subtly licking his lips.
"Better start packing then." Dean teased, his face inching closer to his partner's
"Maybe later."
In no time, they were absorbed in another magical kiss, and the TV became nothing but background noise.
The moment stopped when a loud knock came at the door.
"Room service. Time to clean your room."
Both men groaned. Their fingers reached for their dirty clothes as they stood up to answer the door.
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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...
