True Love (Destiel Storyline) (Completed)

*10. Pain

"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you Dean."
"Were you sleeping?"
"Yes. I suppose"
"Why?"
"I was just so comfortable with you and i didn't know what else to do"
"You should have woken me"
"No. You were so peaceful."
Dean moved closer to Cas and planted a small peck on his nose.
"Your so sweet" Dean smiled as he rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom.
"I have something to tell you Dean. I'm afraid you may be a little annoyed"
"What is it Cas?" He called back from the bathroom.
"We killed Min last night"
"WHAT!" Dean shoved his head around the door frame.
"Sorry. We had a lead, it was going to happen soon so we had to make our move and you were asleep."
"What if something had happened to you!" He stumbled out of the bathroom, shirt off, clearly fuming.
"I'm sorry Dean."
"Yeah well you should be. I can't believe this. I need to be there. To protect you, both of you"
"Dean I can take care of myself and Sam perfectly well. I am an angel."
"I don't care! I still have to protect you! I can't let something happen to you. Not again. It will be my fault if-"
"No it wouldn't. It was our choice to go. You can't treat us like infants"
"But I couldn't live with myself if either of you was hurt. I dont know what I would do. I might just kill my-"
Cas cut Dean off by slamming him into a wall, instead of a painful grunt- as Cas was expecting- a small moan escaped Dean. Cas raised an eyebrow. Dean went to speak again and Cas put his hand over Dean's mouth, they were standing close enough to kiss.
Cas pulled out his angel blade and pressed it to Dean's neck threateningly.
"Don't say that! Or I will do it for you"
Dean looked terrified, however that wasn't all he felt. He was turned on.
Cas saw it in his shining, emerald eyes and stared back seriously at him. He pressed the blade lightly into Dean's skin, just enough to prick through the layer and draw a spot of blood.
Dean's eyes fluttered and he moaned into Cas hand. Cas stooped his head and sucked gently at the wound, the metallic, bitter blood washing through his mouth. Dean's hands clentched at his side and he hummed.
Cas pulled away, made a piece of cloth appear in his hand, and used it to gag Dean. His stripped the leather jacket off him and cuffed his hands behind his back. Dean's eyes widened as Cas slowly trailed the blade down his front and stopped at his jeans waistband. Dean fidgeted, his erection uncomfortably confined.
"Uh uh Dean" Cas shook his finger.
Dean stopped immediately and looked at Cas pleadingly.
"Let's make you a little more comfortable shall we?" Cas said seductively as he pushed Dean towards a chair, Dean nodded submissively and let himself be secured to it.
"Now don't you move" Cas commanded as he walked to the windows and looked out, shut the curtains and locked the door. When Cas turned around, Dean was shimmying towards his jacket- presumably for a lock pick.
Cas walked up to him, crouched in front of him and looked into his eyes.
"You shouldn't have done that!"
Cas said angrily and slapped Dean across the face. Dean moaned and silently begged Cas to do it again. Grabbing his blade, Cas sat down in the sofa and watched Dean. He placed the tip of the blade in the coffee table and moved his hand up and down the handle sensually.
Dean looked down at his erection, and back to Cas, begging.
Cas vanished in front of his eyes and Dean began looking around frantically. Cas was gone for a few seconds when he appeared again, on Dean's lap.
Cas reached his unarmed hand down Dean's torso and unzipped his jeans, finally giving him freedom. Dean gasped and locked eyes with Cas, suddenly he was shirtless.
Cas traced the muscles of Dean's bare chest with his blade and Dean jumped at the cold of the metal.
"Mmmmmmm" Dean made a noise of pained eroticism as the blade made a shallow slit below his left peck.
"Be quiet Dean" Cas demanded as he locked up the blood and let his tongue travel over the rest of Dean's chest.
He couldn't hold in a moan, which resulted in another slap in the face and a small cut on his right shoulder.
Cas reached his hand down to Dean's dick and pumped briskly. He kept his mouth occupied with Dean's neck and collarbone, leaving multiple hickeys.
Everytime Dean moaned he earned a slap, which just made him want to moan more. It was heavenly torture. Literally.
After a few minutes, Dean couldn't take it any longer, he tried to shout Cas' name, to warn him, but it was muffled.
"Not yet Dean. Don't you dare."
Dean felt the heat pooling in his stomach and looked pleadingly at Cas.
"No. Unless...." He trailed the blade over Dean's stomach, sending shivers down his body.
Dean gave Cas an apologetic face, moaned and came.
As he was coming down from his high, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomin. He cried out, and then moaned. Cas looked at him contently and smiled.
"Do you want to..." He looked over towards the bed. Dean nodded his head vigorously. Suddenly both of them were completely naked, and Dean was no longer restrained.
"That was a bad idea." Dean laughed.
"Wha-"
Dean threw Cas onto the bed and climbed on top of him. He reached into his draw and pulled out Enochian handcuffs.
"No.."
"Yes. Did you really think I wouldn't get my revenge?"
Cas gasped as the cuffs were snapped onto his wrists, pinning them to the bed frame.
"I'm gonna enjoy this" Dean laughed.
"Well don't take it easy on me. At all."
Dean got the message. There was a sudden crash of thunder and Cas smirked.
Dean took the blade from its resting place on the chair, and fiddled with it while he contemplated.
Cas stared at Dean, willing him to do something, anything. Suddenly the blade was slicing his cheek. He moaned loudly and then bit his lip, trying to control himself.
Dean grinned and kissed Cas passionately, as he was distracted Dean slid his hand around him to Cas' erection. Cas gasped into the kiss and tried to supress a moan. Dean knew how Cas was feeling though, the weather was worsening, becoming more violent. He pumped Cas, while holding the blade to his throat to shut him up. His face was screwed up and his lip was quivering. Dean moved the blade and made another cut on Cas' shoulder. He loved the sound Cas made, it was halfway between shere bliss and agony.
The lights in the room flickered and Dean knew what that meant.
"Not yet Angel"
Cas nodded and bit his lip again. He was doing well until Dean made a small inscision on his inner thigh, which had him groaning loudly and coming into Dean's clenched fist.
"What did I say Cas!?"
"I'm sorry I-"
Dean flipped him over and spanked him. Hard.
"Ahhh!"
"What was that??"
"I'm sorry"
Dean spanked him again.
"I'm sorry Dean"
And again.
"God I'm so not sorry" He muttered to himself. He loved it. This was a whole new level of sin and he LOVED it.
"I thought so" Dean laughed, I cuffed Cas and pulled him up to his lips for a strong kiss.
After minutes of just kissing and feeling each others body's, the boys lay down panting.