Your mine dean

I did ok didn't I

Two days later the boys, Bobby and Ellen are hot on the trail of a the ghost. All the attacks have happened shortly after football games, and so five of them believe it to be one of the players on the team that could have saved the boy from killing himself or maybe the reason to it. Of course naturally, the next step is to go to a game and watch the players. five tickets and about $300 later, Sam, Dean, Castiel , Ellen and Bobby are sitting in an arena, watching a football game. "I mean, come on. What's the deal with this team anyway. Their colours are ugly, their captain is a cry baby, and their playing. Jeez, overrated much?" Dean complains, halfway through the game. "Funny, Dean. I thought you where a wrestling man. How would you know if this team is overrated?" Sam prods at Dean. He smiles and elbows his brother in the side. "will you two just Shut up." Bobby and Ellen say at the same time and bobby takes a sip from his beer. dean looks down and does the same however he nearly chokes on his beer as Cas rubs his knee against the dean.

Cas had let the slightest amount of energy into the touch, not to much but just enough to make Dean aware of his intentions. Dean coughs loudly himself , "so any inkling as to who it might be?" Cass interjects, "no idea but I think its the captain as he has this thing about him." "I see what you mean. Okay. I'll stay here after the game with Bobby, we're tail him home or wait until the ghost kid shows up while Ellen goes and salt burn his bones . You two go back to the motel, go federal, and I'll give you a call if I need you. We don't need more than three of us here with blood on our hands if something goes wrong." Sam runs through the game plan, voice lowered so the fans nearby don't hear what there's saying. "Sam now just hold on a minute," Dean tries to throw in his two opinions, but is interrupted the same, by Castiel and Bobby. cas's hand rest on dean's forearm releasing small waves of grace from the angel to the hunter what snaps Dean's attention to back to cas. "Dean, Sam and Bobby are right. He needs to have backup, but there don't need to be five of us here all at once." Dean's green eyes flash lust for a second at the his angel and Cas's grace coursing through his body. "Alright. I don't like it," Dean pulls his arm away from Cas. "But fine."

Once at two boys had left Sam, Bobby and Ellen they headed back to their hotel As Booby and Ellen where shearing and now Sam knew about him and Cas, Sam stared staying in his own room. Ad they reached their room there's a thick tension between the two. "Who the hell even likes these guys? They're overrated at best." Dean says, as he starts stripping the cheap jersey from his body to reveal his tight black band t-shirt underneath. "baby You've been saying that all night." Cass removes his own jersey as well, to show the looser white t-shirt of dean's beneath his jersey. "you've Been wasting your breath on how much the team sucks when you could've been using your beautiful voice to yell my name." Dean turns to Cass, almost in shock. The angel leans forward to grabs hold of Dean's hips. The hunter stumbles backwards until dean's knees bucked against the edge of the bed. He regains his balance, just in time for Cass to shove him down hard on the bed. "In fact, I don't want to hear another word unless its my name or you begging me. Understood?" Cas nudges Dean's knees apart with his own and stands between them. "Yes, daddy."

Dean marvels at the sight of his angel before him. Castiel is wearing a rather thin and sheer white t-shirt, half tucked in to his black ripped jeans, the belt around his hips exaggerating their curve. dean reaches out to let his hands worship cas's curves, but is instead is met with a gently and quick slap to the face causing him to gasp both in shock and excitement. Cas grabs Dean's chin. "Don't get ahead of yourself, darling." cas bends down to kiss Dean roughly, shoving him lightly when he pulls back. "Take my belt off." Cas asks, and Dean can feel himself getting hard from being bossed around in this new manner. dean slowly reaches his hands forward again, this time working his fingers on the buckle that's eye level with him. He loosens the belt and finishes pulling it through the loops with his teeth, not once breaking eye contact with his blued eyed daddy. Cas starts to smirk as he runs a hand through Dean's hair. "What a good listener you are baby bot. Now give it here deanie." cas holds out his boney hands and Dean drops the belt in the open palm. "Hold your arms out baby I'm gonna try something kinda new but I know your love it." He commands, and Dean doesn't have a second thought in obeying cas. dean looks up at cas and watches with lustful eyes as Castiel laces the belt around his wrists, looping again and again until it's secure. "You're so pretty when your all tied up baby." Cas mumbles, kissing Dean with a surprising fondness.