Red Lights || Destiel stripper/brothel AU

Chapter Eleven - Mardy Bum

A/N: One question, the question of all questions... do y'all want Sabriel in this story? 

Dean (POV) 

"I don't want you too leave." I say, clinging onto his coat by the doorway of my house as he flings his backpack over his shoulder. 

"Dean, I have too. I need to do my homework."

"You can do it here."

"Dean, i have to go." Castiel smiles at him and shakes his head before trying to turn and leave but i push him softly up against the hallway wall and lean my arm above his head so i am only centimetres away from his face. 

"Why don't you stay the night?" I say, grinning slightly with a mischievous sparkle in my eye but he shakes his head.

"It's a school night."

"Pretty please?"

"No, Dean. C'mon, let me go." He says, trying to wriggle out from in front of me but i don't let him go, instead i put my spare hand on his waist and bury my face into his neck, kissing it lightly. He sighs and moans lightly while i start sucking on his neck and grips the front of my t-shirt tightly. 

"Dean Winchester, you are the ultimate bad-boy." He murmers out quietly and i grin into his neck. He takes me moment of relapse to slide underneath my arm and towards the door. "Toodles."

"Oh come on! No fair." I say, flinging my arms in the air dramatically. He just laughs and opens the door, stepping out onto the porch. "Will you come by tomorrow?" He turns to look at me with a raised eyebrow and shrugs.

"Maybe." 

"That's a yes then." I grin and wink at him and he shrugs again.

"It's a maybe." With that he turns and walks away, down the street. He wouldn't let me drive him home because he said he liked walking or whatever. Weirdo. But he was a cute weirdo. Cute af.

Cas (POV)

I get back to the strip club in a matter of half an hour to forty five minutes to get back to the strip club but i didn't mind. By the time i got there which was around six oclock, they were setting up for the night. It was going to be a quite night because it was the middle of the month on a weekday so everyone was definitely skint from spending all their money at the start of the month. But it wasn't so bad, i got to sing on slow nights like these because there wasn't a high demand for me, thank god. 

I walk in and everyone greets me, including Hannah who comes bounding over to me and hugs me tightly. 

"Hey Casablanca, where've you been?"

"With Dean." I say, smiling and she looks me up and down.

"But you're dressed like the nerd..." She says, burrowing her eyebrows and giving me a slightly confused look. 

"Yes i know, it turns out he likes the nerd me better than the real me." I say in a monotoned sort of voice and Hannah shakes her head disapprovingly. 

"I can just imagine his face when he finds out!" She snorts after a minute of silence and i roll my eyes.

"He's not going to find out Hannah." I say, but my gut and my conscience tells me otherwise. Hannah was right, it was only a matter of time before Dean finds out about me and oh is he going to be pissed. Like, really pissed. 

"Well, if you say so. C'mon, lets go get ready. Gonna be a slow night tonight."

***

"Okay, Donna you're on poles with Rose, Amelia and Melody. David and Rory you can take the stage and Cas you're doing audience and lapdances with Hannah and Martha. Okay, everyone set?" We all nod at Anna as she goes around us and sorts out our outfits, pulling the girls corsets tighter around them. "Alright, enjoy the quietness of tonight cause' tomorrow is gonna be hectic! New York's got a parade and where do you think they're all gonna go when they're drunk enough?"