Promises Made, Promises Kept |DESTIEL|

Chapter Five

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Dean walked out of the bathroom the next morning, his eyes immediately moving to the bed. He smiled at the sight Cas made, sprawled out across the bed on his stomach, his face buried in Dean's pillow. Dean sat down on the edge of the bed and ran a gentle hand down Cas's spine. Cas stirred but didn't move otherwise.

"Time to wake up, Cas," Dean coaxed as he gently shook the omega's shoulder.

Cas startled awake at the touch, his face jerking up from the pillow. He looked around the room. Where was he? His sleep-addled brain struggled to remember how he'd gotten into a strange bed in a strange bedroom. He finally registered the firm hand rubbing his back, and he relaxed. He was with Dean.

"What time is it?" He mumbled, looking around for an alarm clock.

"Seven," Dean replied matter-of-factly, and Cas groaned, "In the morning?"

"Yes, in the morning. Come on, time to get up," Dean said, but Cas shook his head.

"Five more minutes," He pleaded. He flopped back down onto the pillow, ready to sink back into sleep. He'd just snuggled his face into the warm fabric that smelled so deliciously of Dean when a sharp hand came down across his bare ass, causing him to yelp as his eyes flew open. Dean leaned down over him, his lips right next to Cas's ear as he murmured, "You have exactly three seconds to be out of this bed, or I will put you over my knee. Yes, sir?"

"Yes, sir!" Cas squeaked.

The alpha stood up, and Cas stumbled over himself trying to get out of the bed. He turned to Dean, his face bashful as he clasped his hands in front of him. Dean seemed pleased at how quickly he'd obeyed, and stepped forward for a quick kiss. Before Cas could get lost in it, though, the alpha was pulling back, wrapping Cas's hand in his. "Let's go grab a shower."

Cas allowed Dean to lead him toward the bathroom. "We'll have to make this quick; I have to get ready for work," Dean explained, and Cas paused at that. He'd thought that maybe, with what had happened the night before, Dean would at least take the morning off. Not that Cas needed the affirmation, but it would have been nice to spend some time with him. But then Cas remembered that this wasn't the same for Dean as it was for him. To Cas, it had been monumental, earthshattering, his first time; but for Dean, it had been just another night.

Dean turned on the water and tested the temperature before he stepped into the stall, pulling Cas with him under the spray of water. He leaned down for a kiss, smiling fondly at the omega as he grabbed the shampoo from the shelf and squirted some into his palm. He began to lather Cas's hair, and Cas leaned into the touch, sighing contentedly. His hands came up to trace the outline of Dean's abs, fingers skimming over the toned muscle as water sluiced over them.

After Dean had washed Cas's hair, he began to lather his own hair. Cas reached up on tiptoes to slide his own fingers into the alpha's hair. His mouth brushed against Dean's as he whispered, "I really wanna blow you." Dean smirked and nodded. His firm hand on Cas's shoulder guided Cas down to his knees on the shower floor.

The blow job didn't last nearly as long as Cas would have liked. He'd just barely gotten his lips all the way to the base of the shaft, the head hitting the back of his throat, when Dean's finger's tightened in Cas's hair, warning Cas that he was about to finish. Cas kept his mouth around Dean and hummed eagerly, letting the alpha know that it was okay to shoot in his mouth. Dean's head tipped backward, his orgasm wrenching a loud groan from him as he shot straight down Cas's throat. Cas licked the shaft clean before he stood and pressed his mouth against Dean's for another hungry kiss.

After they'd gotten ready, Dean took Cas back to his apartment. He smiled apologetically at Cas as they pulled up to the curb. "I'm sorry I can't spend the morning with you; some of our investors are coming in to the office today, and I'm expected to be there."