Baby, Don't Cut

Chapter Six

(WARNING! Smut chapter! If you don't want to read smut skip this chapter. The only thing that's really important is that this is their first time. Smut lovers enjoy :))

*Later at Castiel's apartment*

Dean and Cas were curled up on the couch, a movie playing in the background that was long forgotten about. Their talk of later today at the park in full gear.

Castiel pulled away from Dean's lips, panting. "Let's move to the bedroom."

"Someone's frisky tonight." Dean chuckled, wrapping his fingers around the nape of Cas' neck, bringing him in for another kiss.

"I'm only saying it'd be more comfortable than the couch." Cas stood up walking towards his room.

"Hey, wait for me." Dean jumped up following the shorter man.

"Hurry or I may start with out you." Cas teased entering the room, heading for the bed.

Castiel sat on his bed, well more like his and Dean's bed. Dean spends most nights with Castiel now. Dean says it's because he doesn't trust the neighborhood, but he only lives a few roads down. Castiel knows it's just to have him close and he's not complaining.

Cas patted the spot beside him as Dean walked in the room. Dean automatically sat beside Castiel and pulled him in for another long, passion filled kiss. He swore up and down he got drunk off Castiel's kiss. Every brush of his lips, the small gasps that escaped when Dean nibbled on his bottom lip, every flick of their tongues, it felt like heaven to Dean. Dean was in heaven and Cas was his angel.

Dean grabbed Cas' hips and tugged him on top. Rubbing soft circles over Cas' hips he ground up causing more friction to ignite between them. Dean broke their kiss and stared into Cas blue eyes, the ones words couldn't begin to describe.

"Cas," he panted. "How far do you wanna go? I don't want to push you into anything."

Cas stared at him for what seemed like forever. He leaned down nibbling on Dean's ear, with one quick, soft bite he let go to whisper his answer in his boyfriend's ear. "All the way."

"Are-are you sure?" Dean stammered, his body coursing with passion and adrenaline.

Cas sat up looking at Dean. "Yeah, I trust you."

"Do you have any, uh, you know?" Dean stuttered, not entirely sure why he was nervous.

"Lube?" Cas tilted his head to the side. Dean shook his head to confirm. "Yeah, bedside table." He smiled.

"Awesome." Dean pulled him down, sucking in Cas' bottom lip to entice one of those gasps he lived for.

Dean sat up as Cas pulled his shirt over his head. He moved to unbutton Cas' shirt but he's to impatient and there's too many buttons. He rips the shirt open rolling it off Castiel's shoulders.

"That was a nice shirt, Dean." Castiel scowls at him.

"I'm sorry. I'll buy you a new one." Dean snarked, grinning.

Cas rolled his eyes, rolling them over so Dean was on top of him.

Dean kissed down Cas' jawline, stopping at his neck to leave a good sized love bite that had Cas squirming beneath him. Breathless moans tumbling over his lips as Dean moved to his collar bone. Kissing further down he paused, taking one of Castiel's nipples between his teeth lightly biting and laving over the sensitive spot. Dean trailed kisses and bites down Castiel's body, pleasure shooting through them with every touch.

Dean reached his waist line and unbuttoned Cas' pants, moving to unzip them with his teeth. Painstakingly slow he pulled the zipper open, slipping his fingers in Castiel's waistline pulling his pants and underwear off him.