Carry On, my Angel: a Destiel Story

Kisses delight

Cas' POV
My lips were on his, his face in my hands, and his in my hair. We couldn't get enough of each other.
His lips were soft but not too soft, and he was definitely an expert.

His tongue entered my mouth and I moaned from pleasure. God yes this felt good.

He gripped my hair tighter and tighter as our kiss deepened. I let go of his face and started to take his shirt off, we broke our kiss for a mere second to this before we were right back at it. I kissed his bare chest and left a mark there.
Smirking as I went back to kissing him, I ran my hand over his stomach and he moaned loudly. God I must've died and gone go heaven.
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We didn't do more than kiss, and bite. We fell asleep in each other's arms, tired and lips swollen from kissing.

The next morning we didn't mention the kiss, we just kept looking at each other smiling.

Are we ever going to talk about it? I wondered to myself.

We sat next to each other in his car, he was driving me home.

Metallica played on his cassette tape, and he hummed along. Finally I couldn't take it anymore.

"Dean we have to talk about last night." I looked at him.
He said nothing.
"We kissed, and we have to discuss where we go from here," I continue. He sucked in a deep breath.

"Okay. I like you castiel. Like really like you."
I smile.
"I like you too Dean,"
"Really?"
"Why else would I kiss you? You assbutt."
"Assbutt?"
"Anyway. We both like each other. So that's good."
Dean nodded. Oh my dad he's not very good at this.

"I'm not very good at this."
"That's okay, I'm not either. But, would you go on a Date with me?"
"Yes. Yes Cas I'll go on a date with you."

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I kissed him after he dropped me off, happiness possessed my every being. I felt like I was walking on sunshine.

I skipped up to my apartment and saw Gabriel sitting on the couch. Reading a book called, "As angels falls from the sky" by Sam W. Singer. I realized who's pseudonym it was, but said nothing. I still was thinking about Dean's mouth on mine, his hands in my hair and my mouth on his chest.
I realized I was getting hard remembering it. Whelp that's embarrassing.

"How was the games Cassie?" Gabe asked me, finally looked up from his book.
"They went well. I won paintball."

Gabriel looked shocked, and something else. Proud and accusing.
"I'm proud of you baby bro. But that's not all that happened is it? Why you looking so joyous?"
I mumbled.
"What was that?"
"I kissed Dean Winchester! And we are going on a date!"
His eyes widened and he got up and pat me on the shoulder.
"Good job! That's my boy,"
I rolled my eyes and headed to the bathroom to take care of my problem. Plus I needed a shower anyway, I was still sweaty from the game.

I couldn't believe I was going on a date with my best friend.