Meals and Screw Off

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We got changed and went in the elevator to go downstairs. Dean had his arm around my waist, holding me close.

We arrived downstairs and we were greeted by smiling faces.

Except for one.

Zachariah didn't look so happy.

We all sat down at the table, Gabriel sneaking me winks and smirks, making me blush and Dean told him to knock it off, in a playful tone.

Dean winked at me and I blushed more.

Everyone dug into there meal, which was happily prepared by Kevin, and ate happily.

Except for Zachariah.

Everyone finished eating and put there dishes away. They all went back to work, and before Dean and I could go back upstairs, Zachariah stopped Dean.

"A word Mr. Winchester?" He asked coldly.

Dean nodded and followed him.

They walked out into the hallway but a couple minutes later he was behind me, leaving Dean looking confused.

He grabbed me by the waist, and I struggled to pull him away.

"You think Dean will like you? You're just a slut to him, another angel he can fuck, but me, Castiel I can give you whatever you want," Zachariah said in my ear, pushing his crotch towards my ass.

Dean walked over furiously and took his hands off of me, like they were nothing.

"That's enough Zachariah! I've had it with you!" Dean yelled angrily, pulling me close to him.

I hid behind him and wrapped my arms around him, burying my face into his back.

"You are to leave immediately! No exceptions!" Dean yelled angrily and Zachariah nodded.

"You'll regret this," Zachariah growled and walked out of the house.

He could die for all I care.

Dean turned to look at me.

"Are you alright angel? He didn't hurt you did he Cas?" Dean asked worriedly, checking me.

"I'm fine Dean, thank you," I said happily.

Dean nodded and held me close, kissing my forehead.

"I'm glad you're okay. I need you," Dean said softly.

I smiled happily.

"I need you too Dean," I said softly.

We stayed like that until we walked to the elevator, to finish what we started.

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