I Do.

Chapter Three

⚠️smut warning⚠️

Cas' POV

My eyes were barely open and I wasn't aware of anything happening around me. That was until the doctor bursted into my room and hooked this bag with a red liquid inside of it onto my IV. "It's the blood you need. You're going to be just fine, Mr.Novak." The doctor answered my unspoken question. I let out a deep breath. I felt better already. I just laid there for a few minutes breathing. I rub my hand over the healing marks on my legs. I was screaming and crying out for Dean when I made them. He's here with me now though. Dean. Where is he? I looked at the IV pumping the blood into my veins. When I looked up Dean was in the door frame. I smiled and let out a breath while saying, "Hey..". He walks in and sits down. He smiles and bites his lip. "Hey.. Thought I lost you." He said. "You almost did." I responded and I reached over and held his hand. It was silent for a while. "I graduated a few months early.." I said out of no where. Dean looked at me, "that's great. I'm proud of you." He kissed my forehead. "I dropped out. I'm working on getting a GED though." He continued. I looked at him, "Dean Winchester. You know better. I know it was hard, but you should've graduated.", I took a breath and said, "I'll help you study for your GED though.". He smiled and tightened his grip on my hand. "Cas.. What's gonna happen between us? I can't.." He took a deep breath, "I can't lose you again. I've lost you too many times.". I nodded and said, "I know, baby. You - you won't lose me again. Fuck what my mom has to say. I'm 18 now, she can't control me. I promise, Dean. I love you.". He smiled and nodded, "Good. I won't lose you.. I'm so sorry for what I did though, Cas. I was a bad person for a very long time. Drugs, drinking, smoking cigarettes, doing other people.. Anything to make me feel alive again. When you left you took my soul with you. Everything was numb until I saw you here.". Cas smiled weakly, "Dean, it's okay. It's okay. You don't have to do any of that anymore. Ever again. I promise.". "Thank you.", he said.

I got out of the hospital three days later, after they determined my vitals were stable. "Wanna come stay at my house for the night?", Dean asked me. "Um, yeah. Sure.", I said. Dean helped me to the impala and closed my door for me. I noticed he had an ash tray in the car with burnt out buds. The car had a faint smell of smoke and alcohol. Maybe a touch of weed as well. Dean got in the drivers seat and I looked at him as he started the ignition. "What?", he asked. I raised my eyebrows, "You are going to stop the smoking of anything and drinking, right?". He nodded, "Yes, of course. No need for it anymore.". He pulled out of the parking spot and drove to his house. When we got there he held his arm out for me and we walked up to his room. I flopped down on his bed. I didn't notice the time but it was pretty late. About midnight. I smiled up at him as he laughed at me. He climbed on top of me and attacked me in kisses. I laughed and tried pushing him off, but to no avail it didn't work. "Stop, Dean! Baby, stop!", I said through all the giggles. He started tickling me and I started squirming. "Dean!", I gasped out trying to catch my breath. He held both of my arms above my head at the wrists. He leaned down and said, "Make me.". I leaned up and crashed my lips onto his. He sunk into the kiss and I was able to wriggle my arms free. I turned our bodies so that I was on top. I could feel a bulge starting to press against my leg. Oh, so dominant Castiel turns him on, huh? I put my hand where the bulge was starting to form and squeezed it. Dean's eyes rolled to the back of his head. "Cas.. Don't tease me.", he pleaded. I smiled and put my mouth on his neck and started marking him up. "Been wanting to do this for so long..", I said against his skin. I undid his pants and he pulled them off, his boxers along with it. As I keep marking him up he pulls mine off. I bite his neck and lap over it with my tongue. I sit up, our cocks rubbing against each other and take my shirt off. He does the same. I grab is cock and stroke it. Moving my hands up and down his length. I position my body so I'm laying in between his legs. I lick the tip of his member and slide the rest of it into my mouth. I hollow my cheeks out and bob my head up and down. Dean intertwines his fingers in my hair and lightly tugs. I slide his dick out of my mouth with a pop and start stroking him again. I flick my wrist at the tip. I use the pre-cum at his tip to slick his cock up. Dean moans, "nnngg.. Cas.. C'mon..". We move so I'm laying on my back and Dean is sitting on his legs. He reaches over into his drawers and grabs out the lube. He squeezes some out onto his index finger and slips it into me. He moves his finger in and out. First with one knuckle, then two. He adds a second finger and moves them in a circular motion. I start moving up and down on his fingers, slightly clenching around them. Fucking myself on his fingers. He pulls them out and I whimper at the absence of his touch. He puts some lube on his cock and strokes himself before sliding his cock into me. I bite the inside of my cheeks as he does so. He bottoms out and rolls his hips. "Mmmh.. Dean.. Been so long..", I say. "I know, baby.. Gonna make you feel real good.", he says back. He starts moving in and out of me with a smooth motion. Each thrust stronger and faster. He leans down and kisses me on the lips roughly, biting down on my bottom lip. He sticks his tongue in my mouth and our tongues slip and slide. After doing that for a while, each of us moaning and groaning, he grabs my cock and strokes me in time with his thrusts. I try and dig my nails into his arm and back. "Oh f-fuck, Dean.. I'm gonna..", I moan out. He thrusts in bottoming out again and hitting my prostate this time. I yelp out his name and I come a few seconds later. He still thrusts in and out until he comes. He leans down and kisses me roughly on the lips, his cock moving slightly when he does. "Oh god, Dean.. I forgot how much I mi-missed you..", I panted out. He nodded in agreement and pulled out. He rolled over on his side and breathed for a few moments before pulling me into his arms and whispering, "I love you.". He pulls the covers up on us and we both fall asleep in each other's arms.

Damn do I love him. I love him, I love him, I love him. That was the best thing to happen to me in a very long time. I needed that. I needed to feel loved again. He's the first person to ever make me feel that way. When he touches me something just lights up within me. Who knows, maybe the same thing happens when I touch him. I hope at least. "I love you, Dean Winchester.", I say before I let myself fully fall asleep.