True Love (Destiel Storyline) (Completed)

*17. How Deep Is Your Love

Dean opened the bedroom door and stepped inside. There was no sign of Cas.
"Cas?"
"In here Baby" Cas called from the bathroom. Pushing the door slightly, he saw Cas sitting on the edge of the bath, fingers testing the temperature of the water.
"I thought..."
"It's not to late. I wanted a bath, to warm me up"
"But you don't need warmth"
"Oh dear, I must have been mistaken, well I suppose there is no use it going to waste, why don't you join me" He grinned sexily.
"So it was all a ploy? You trickster" Dean laughed and moved towards Cas, taking off his plaid.
"No, it was a simple blunder"
"Oh you just forgot you were an angel?"
"I am?"
Dean sniggered and hooked his arms through Cas' and lifted him to stand against him. Cas lifted his head for a kiss, ut just brushed his lips against Dean's, teasing him, before turning around and turning the tap off.
He yanked his tie off and threw it towards the door, then his shirt and trousers. Dean started to strip but Cas stopped him.
"Let me"
Cas ran his fingers gently down Dean's front and to his belt. He unbuckled it painstakingly slowly and tossed it towards his clothes. He played with the hem of Dean's shirt, grazing his finger tips against his sensitive bare stomach, and then pulled the shirt over Dean's head.
Cas grabbed Dean's hips aggressively and slid his jeans down, letting Dean step out of them before they too joined the pile.
The last thing, his boxers. Cas made a meal of it, gently wrapping his fingers around the waist and slowly edging them down his legs, going down with them until his head was at Dean's boner. He smirked and kissed the tip.
Dean moaned. "Don't be a tease Cas"
Cas slid off his boxers and got into the bath. It was more like a jacuzzi really, with ledges to sit on, and a sloped side for relaxing.
Cas sat down on the ledge and beckoned Dean in with one finger.
Dean perched next to Cas, and slowly slid his whole body in, revelling in the warmth.
When he resurfaced, Cas was staring at him, a look of pure desire, hunger that couldn't be controlled.
Cas pinned Dean down on the ledge and climbed onto his lap. He kissed all down Dean's neck and chest, and then, while Dean was caught up in the heat and passion, he lowered himself onto Dean with a groan. The water made everything easier, and warmer.
Dean threw his head back and moaned, grabbing Cas' hips and squeezing hard enough to leave marks.
Cas locked their lips together and licked along Dean's bottom one to ask for entrance, which was happily granted. He slowly pushed himself down on Dean, until he was sitting square in his lap again.
He moaned quietly as it hit his g-spot, and rolled his hips to satisfy Dean.
It worked, as Dean gripped tighter onto Cas, and moved one of his hands around him, pulling them chest to chest. Cas carried on his movements, and Dean's fingers clawed down his back as he moaned. The pain turned Cas on, and soon he was moving much faster, and moving his lips to Dean's ear, where he nibbled his lobe and whispered "Your gorgeous Dean. Your perfect in every way, and you are AMAZING in bed."
Dean chuckled and kissed Cas' neck, where he made the kisses hot, and sucked at the sensitive flesh.
"You too angel" He said, as he moaned his way through an overpowering orgasm, and came into Cas.
It was only a few more seconds until Cas went, muttering Dean's name and slumping onto his body, exhausted. They soaked in the water for a while after Cas had "mojo'd" it, and then went to bed and cuddled up together, as they had done the night before, and as they would do for a long time to come.