True Love (Destiel Storyline) (Completed)

*34. Burnin' For You

"Should we tell Sam?"
"It can wait" Dean said as he ran his fingers playfully down Cas' chest.
Cas raised an eyebrow and reached his hand out, cupping Dean's cheek and leaning in. Their lips lightly brushed together and Cas' wings pulled Dean closer, holding him in a warm, safe embrace.
Their kisses became more passionate and Cas slowly tipped Dean onto his back on the floor, leaning over him, propped up on his elbows.
He planted light kisses down Dean's neck, and softly nibbled at his collar.
Dean hummed and ran his hands through Cas' frantically arranged  hair. He arched his back off the floor, enough for Cas to lift off his shirt, and toss it to the side.
"Cas..." Dean whined impatiently.
"Shhhh, I'm going to take care of you baby" Cas said huskily, sliding Dean's jeans down and positioning himself in between his legs.
Cas looked over to the door, and it locked itself -they didn't want Sam bursting in.
His lips danced along Dean's abdomen, lingering at his hip bones, and moving down his legs. He licked and sucked at the insides of Dean's thighs, earning quiet cries of pleasure.  Cas saw the buldge forming in Dean's boxers, and decided to free him, biting the hem and pulling them down, making sure to brush his face against Dean's erection.
He moaned, gripping at Cas' wings, which were still loosely wrapped around them both- creating a bubble of sorts, which hid them. This in turn encouraged Cas, he moved his body upwards, trailing his tongue up Dean's chest to his nipples. He teased them with quick flicks, before biting down gently and sucking. Dean wrapped his arms around Cas' fully clothed body, wishing he could feel some skin. Cas must have realised, for his clothes had vanished the next second. Dean's hands ventured everywhere, leaving faint marks where he gripped on, and lastly reaching Cas' ass, where he dicided he was happy.
Cas reached his hand down Dean and ran a soft finger along his shaft. He threw his head back at the sudden contact, and gripped at Cas' cheeks- where he was sure there would be a mark.
Cas' slender fingers wrapped around Dean, and moved slowly, his lips still firmly pressed around his nipples.
Dean's moans grew louder, and he grew aware of Cas' lack of pleasure. He fixed that quickly, shocking Cas as he slipped a finger into his tight hole.
Cas groaned against Dean's skin, the vibrations sending shivers down his spine.
Dean moved his finger in and out slowly with the pace of Cas' pumps, making them both moan, as he added another.
Cas suddenly stopped his action, and used a wing to knock Dean's hand away. Dean scowled in confusion, but understood when Cas shuffled up and angled Dean's dick under him.
Dean prepared himself, grabbing onto Cas' wings and gripping a bunch of feathers in his hands.
Cas lowered himself and grunted as Dean hit his prostate. He leant forward and smashed his lips into Dean's, their tongues colliding and fighting.
He he moved himself up and down on Dean, he trailed his kisses to his jaw. Dean gripped harder at Cas' wings, tugging and rubbing his thumbs along the bones, making Cas moan louder, and move faster.
In a matter of moments, Cas was panting and Dean had the sheen of sweat on his skin.
"Cas.... Aaahhh.....Angel.....I love you"
Dean came into Cas and loosened his grip on Cas' feathers as he let Cas ride through his orgasm.
"I..... I love you..... Two...... Baby" Cas whispered as he fell next to Dean - on the bed now- and covered them both with his wings.