Our Little Condition

Egyptian

You have been warned of two things. 1. This scene has smut. 2. It's also my longest chapter yet.

Dean p.o.v

"I don't see a problem with it...If you're sure about this Dean."  

Cas looks at me with his blue eyes clouded with anxiety. Of course I am sure. I want to wake up next to him...perhaps for all eternity. Might as well start with getting that plan in motion.

"Of course I'm sure Cas." I say, a warmth in my smile and my voice. Turning to Sammy I continue.

"Sammy, I trust that you two will try to be quiet...you know...if you're gonna be ...doing it." Fuck brain. You needed to be calm and collected about this. We're gonna be doing the same things to Cas if he lets us.

Blushing, Sammy and I both avert eye contact. Gabe however, seems totally at ease. "Sure Dean-o. Perhaps we should do a condom run for the night." He says, his tone thoughtful. I stare at him. I can't get my brain to function for a second or 10.

Cas speaks, saving my ass: "One. You two shouldn't even be having sex. Two. I am sure you have condoms on you Gabe, I know you would have thought of every possible outcome of tonight. Three. Dean and I are adults, we can get our own condoms thank you." 'We can get our own condoms' which means he has thought about this.

"So...we gonna leave to my room now. Bye!" Sammy rushes out as he grabs Gabe by the arm and practically flees the room. Leaving myself and Cas in the room, alone. I glance at Castiel. He's playing with the armrest idly while looking at nothing in particular. God this man is beautiful, I think to myself as I soak in his 5 o'clock shadow, laugh lines and messy hair.

Turning to face me suddlenly, I'm caught red-handed. A slow smirk forms on his face. 

"Dean, you are staring." He says simply. I can swear his voice dropped an octave since speaking to Sammy and Gabe.

"I-I'm not staring. I'm admiring..." I say weakly, willing my voice to be steady. He stares at me like I am the most captivating thing in the entire world and I can feel my breathing hitch.

"So Dean. I assume Sam told you that he and Gabriel are a couple?" Cas asks me, tilting his head slighlty. That damn cute habit of his. I need to focus. Fuck! But he looks so damn sexy right this minute.

"Yeah he did. I also caught them sucking face a few nights ago." I say, chuckling despite the blush I can feel creeping up my face.

"Okay. That is good. So I assume they will share a bed. I don't mind taking the couch."

"Woah, woah. What? What do you mean you'll take the bed?" I ask, my mind racing.

"Well, we are not  couple and I wouldn't want to make you uncomfortable or inconvenienve you in any way." Cas says quickly. His words almost becoming one.

"Well Cas. It wouldn't be an inconvenience at all and if the couple thing is the only thing that's stopping you then-" I pause and look at he man before me who has captured my mind and soul. A sinner in some's eyes and yet he is more moral than all the pastors daughters in this god forsaken town...and I would know. 

"Castiel Novak, if the only thing keeping you from my bed is solidifying our current...condition then I'll be the first to correct it." I start, formalising things. I move to cup his face in my hands before I continue. "What would you say if I asked you to be mine, exclusively. I know I'm not perfect or have a lotta experience with guys and you are so amazing and successful and deserve so much better than I could ever offer but -" I'm stopped by Castiel's lips against mine. I close my eyes. The kiss is magical. It screams of passion, solitude, reassurance. Lust and a blooming love. We kiss for a period others would deem long, but to us it feels like it barely hits the mark.