Will You Have Me?

"We can stop if you don't want to." He says softly, brushing his fingers at the nape of his neck. He watched as the angel sucked in a breath, eyes widening, sparkling in the moonlight.
"Dean.." The angel started, before opening and closing his mouth like a fish out of the water, before giving up on words and instead shaking his head. The human let go of the breath that he'd unconsciously held, his eyes and cheeks holding a warmth of their own.
He then pressed their lips together, shutting his eyes as they met.

- Their first time