Punk/Nerd Destiel AU

"Just let me take care of you."

~PORN WARNING. IT IS NOT THAT BAD BUT WHATEVER. OKAY BYE~

Dean pulls his food out of the microwave, placing Cas' inside of it. He turns with a slight smile to a sulking Cas, walking up to him and repositioning himself between Cas and the cabinet. "I had to make food, but we don't have to stop yet." Dean is shoked at how easy it was to say that.

Cas smiled a snarky smile at Dean, running a hand through Dean's light brown hair before bringing his lips down to Dean's. They kissed passionately for what seemed like an eternity to Dean, his cheeks heated. Cas on the other hand was just getting started, he had much bigger plans for Dean.

He lifted Dean up sitting him on the counter and continuing to kiss him, the kiss getting harder and more sloppy, their hands roam across each other. They stop once again when they hear the microwave beep loudly.

Cas leans his forehead against Dean's. "U-um your food is ready." Dean said, his glasses crooked and bugging him but he didn't fix them.

"It can wait." Cas says, kissing down his neck and starting to slowly unbutton his shirt.

Dean grabbed his hands, stopping him, when he hears a car door. "Dammit, my mom is home." He jumps off the counter. "You shouldn't be her, hell, I shouldn't stilll be here." He throws some dishes into the sink carefully. "She is going to kill me."

Dean finishes putting everything away quickly, grabbing Dean's hand and pulling him up the stairs.

As soon as they enter Dean's room they hear the downstairs door open, closing the bedroom door quietly Dean starts to pace back and forth across the carpet. "What the hell are we going to do?"

His thoughts and worry are washed away when he finds himself being pinned to the bed and being kissed. "You don't have to do anything." Cas says before kissing along his jaw. "Just let me take care of you."

Dean leaned his head back as Cas sucked a spot on his neck, kissing the tender skin soon after. They toyed and played for about ten minutes before Dean was going to stop Cas, but he just couldn't do it. I mean, he had just made a friend, or maybe he wasn't his friend and he was just using him, but he was something. He didn't have many 'somethings' other than Sam and Jo. In fact, that was probably the extent of his 'somethings'.

So Dean continued, running his fingers through Cas hair as he kissed down his torso, stopping at a nipple and kissing around it, then continuing until he got to Dean's pants. He slowly unbottoned them, coming back up to kiss Dean as he did so.

"Dean." Came a voice from the doorway. They both scrambled to sit up, finding Sam at the door.

"S-Sam. What are you even doing home?" He looks from Cas, completely naked besides his boxers, to Sam.

"I-I got sick at football practice." He looks terrified and impressed at the same time. "I came home and heard someone in here so I came to check and um..."

Dean sits up, buttoning his jeans back and starting to apologize.

"No, no Dean, it's fine. Just dude, next time lock the door. It could've been mom who found you." With that Sam shuts the door.

"I'm almost completely sure the universe doesn't want me to fuck you." Cas said with a smirk.

Dean smiled back, locking the door. "I guess not." Dean walks to the bed, this time he tops Cas with a smile. He adjust his glasses before leaning down to kiss Cas.

"Well aren't you coming out of your shell?"

Dean kisses the corner of his mouth. "I'm coming out, thats for sure." He smirks.

Dean's hand comes down and make sits way into Cas' boxers, kissing Cas as he does so and smiling against his lips when Cas takes in a sharp breathe of air when his hand reaches his dick.

"Y-you seem to really know what you are doing." Cas stutters out through a moan while Dean smiles down at him.

"I have had a bit of practies." Dean smirks, kissing down Cas' neck and torso.

He lets go of Cas' dick and helps him remove his boxers, his hands rubbing across Dean's thighs as he stares at Cas' prick. He takes Cas' dick into his mouth with a smile, Cas groaning out Dean's name.

"A-and here I thought I was going to have to blow you, Dean." Cas said, concealing a moan with his words. Dean pulled his mouth off of Cas dick for a moment with a click of his tongue.

"I wouldn't have thought I'd be doing this either." He plays with Cas' balls between his finger tips. He really didn't know why he was, a few minutes ago he was thinking about stopping, now he was the one leading the whole ordeal. Cas did some crazy things to Dean's head, but he loved the fact that he could.

Dean slides his mouth back onto Cas' cock, his hand below his mouth, and Cas running his fingers through Dean's hair.

"Damn." Cas groans out, Dean smiling around his cock.

Dean enjoys the taste of Cas' pre-cum before pulling his mouth away again, delivering a kiss to the head before moving back up to kiss Cas.

Cas smiles against the sloppy kiss. "Why don't we stop?"

Dean pulls away with a frown. "Was I that bad? I mean w-"

Cas silences him with another sloppy kiss. "No, not at all. But I do know that you don't want to go any futher." He kisses Dean again, his hand running over his collar bone. "So we won't."

"O-okay." Dean looks down dissapointed, but still releived."

Cas looks at the clock on Dean's desk. "Looks like you have missed your class." He fixes Dean's glasses for him then stands and puts his clothes back on.

"It is alright i guess. It was just algebra. I don't think I will go back to school today thoug, Jo will have to many questions."

Cas slides his converse on, fully dressed now. "Well you are smart enough to give her the right answers."

Dean smiles to himself, putting his clothes back on as well.

Cas walks to the window, looking down. "I could make down from here." He sat on the window sill, Dean coming and giving him a quick kiss before Cas left through the window.

Dean leans back against the wall with a sigh, running his hands through his messy hair. How did he even just manage to do that, he had no clue what he was doing.