The Angel and The Righteous Man {Destiel- DeanxCastiel}

Chapter 18: Nerves

I was sitting on the floor, my back leaned against the book shelf as I cradled my most recent read in my hands. 'Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban', as recommended by Sam. He said once I was done all 7 books, we could start the movies. So far, I was enjoying the series, and already had a favourite character. Hermione Granger. She was incredibly knowledgeable, and loved books as much as I did. I was completely lost in the pages and didn't hear the approaching footsteps of Dean.

I was caught by surprise when he tackled me to the floor, sending my book flying. I frowned up at him as he straddled my hips with mischief in his eyes. He untucked my shirt and pushed it up, revealing my bare stomach. He bit his lip and brought his head down, laying hot, wet kisses on the skin there. A low sound escaped my throat, and my skin prickled with pleasure. I couldn't be mad at him after that, even if my book was laying somewhere on the floor.

"Cas... you read too much," he said accusingly.

"Am I not giving you enough attention Dean?" I asked, humour in my tone.

"No," he growled, and attacked my mouth with his.

He still had me pinned to the floor underneath him, in the middle of the book shelves. In the back of my mind I worried about Sam finding us. But Deans tongue in my mouth distracted me again and I pushed the thought away. I found one of my hands in his hair, and the other on the back of his neck, pulling him closer. His hands were at my shirt, undoing the buttons to gain more access to my bare skin. He ran his hands down my chest and kissed me with ferocity, both of us gasping for breath between kisses.

Just then, Sam's footsteps sounded on the floor, not far away. Dean paused. "Bed, now." He demanded. I nodded, understanding.

The next moment, we landed on the bed in the same position. Dean still hovered over me, still kissing my mouth. He found a way to remove my trench coat and shirt without breaking away. Shortly afterward he paused his kissing momentarily to wrench my tie over my head, returning his mouth to mine instantly. His hands moved down to my hips, fingers finding my belt. He pulled it out of the loops and it made a slapping sound as it hit the floor across the room. My heart rate picked up and my breaths came a little faster at his hurried actions. He moved to unbutton my pants, whining a little when I didn't move fast enough for him to tug them off. Pay back time, I thought to myself.

I held my pants on and shoved him down onto the bed. He looked up at me in surprise, but the expression quickly changed to one of hunger. I stood and slowly, slowly peeled my pants off. I hooked my thumbs into my boxers, gently lowering them an inch or two, revealing the sharp 'v' between my hip bones. Dean moved to touch me, his hands outstretched... but I quickly shoved him back down. My hands circled his wrists as I held them firmly above his head, my body straddling his hips. He let out a low growl and strained against my hold on his hands, his eyes burning with intensity. Doesn't like not being in control I see. I slowly released my wings, stretching them to their full length and watching Deans face. He whined, trying to pull his hands out again. I smirked down at him, not letting go just yet.

I moved my face to his ear, nipping the lobe and whispering, "My turn to tease, Winchester."

He sucked in a breath and I smiled evilly at him. I'm an angel, I have more patience than a human. I'm definitely going to drag this out as long as possible. I decided to make use of my power so that I could release his hands, but he would still be unable to move them. I removed my hands, grabbing the hem of his shirt and pulling it up to his wrists. I wrapped it around his hands and allowed my power to hold him there. He tested the restraints, trying to break out and his eyes widened when he still couldn't budge. He plastered that characteristic uncaring grin on his face, trying to look unfazed. I snorted at that.