***
7
Dean Winchester pretty much ran out of the abandoned school, his heart pounding so hard in his chest it hurt, he wanted to leave, so he was of no importance for the angel, he just moved on, he just accepted it and moved on. Bill was against his car, knocked out, but alive and it took him only a couple minutes to wake him up.

The drive to the storage unit took three and a half hours, and the first thing he saw was Sammy’s head, his baby brother looked like a 30-something man, he was huge, Dean was proud, he only needed to fill out a little more. “Wow… Is that Sam?” Bill chuckled “DAMN you Winchesters always so fucking huge” both laughed, the door opened and Sammy dimpled face ran to Dean, in a second the young hunter had his brother in his arms and a grizzled cherub draped on his neck “nice to see you two” he said taping the little angel’s back while holding Sammy’s arm and they looked meaningfully in the eye.
“Dad’s been waiting for you for hours… ” and Sam turned to Bill who only nodded “we thought…”
Dean winked at him “Nahhh… I was just taking care of things… you know?” Sam smiled
“Something was waiting for us on that school” commented Bill Harvelle “your brother caught four or five monsters by himself” and John appeared at the door hearing that moved to his eldest and hugged him tight asking if he was okay.
“I’m fine… I got help…. Two seraphs.” Dad looked into his eyes, the way only Dads do, knowing exactly what’s inside of you, Dean just nodded
“Where is he…? ” and checked inside of Dean’s shirt in one fast pull to check the tattoo and the little scar where the sigil was branded on his flesh.

Dean pulled his shirt and looked ashamed, “it’s okay, apparently this makes it impossible for him to recognize me; I’m safe…” Dad sighed “really, Dad, I’m safe…” and chuckled “you think I could let him get close again?”

Bill was looking from one another in perplexity Sammy moved to hug Dean once more, just like both flying idiots. “For Christ’s Sakes…” both cherubs gasped and shuddered before hugging him again.

Dad and Bill had time to discuss business while Dean and Sammy did some catch up “after the thulpa and the werewolf…” Sam was laughing while eating the gummy worms Dean brought for him “I had to go back to school have you any idea how hard is Advanced trig when you’ve spent the last three days up?”
“I bet not as hard as being trapped inside of a grave with two screaming frat boys wetting their pants” Sam laughed “I don’t know why you keep with school, is not worthy anyways, we’re hunters Sammy… that’s all” a puff called them and Sammy’s cherub gasped and pulled him away.

They got up from the hood of the 67 impala, to see a couple dozen of demons looking at them, the boys knew they could smell it; the fresh demon blood Dad was giving Bill to seal all of them out of an orphanage. “move Sammy” without even changing speed Dean had his sawed off Shot gun in hands and was shooting through the parking lot to stop the attackers, two of ten fell in the first three shots from the sawed off, Sammy had a crossbow and was shooting arrows after dipping them in holly water, Dean moved forward after signaling Sam with a hand that he had to close the right and follow him, Dad and Bill were coming out of the storage already, Dad’s gruff voice were heard “Dean take the lead, straight to the center and find a cover NOW!”
Sam chuckled when his arrow landed on a guy’s neck, Dean finally got to the corner and had a safe place, demons kept coming shouting and screaming and baring long teeth and dark eyes, every bullet send more and more of them to the floor, cherubs were touching foreheads when they got too close to their charges, when Dean heard the yelp from one of the winged little idiots he feared for his brother.

Dad was shouting his youngest name and Bill had someone by the neck while snapping it to a side, but Sammy was on the floor, crossbow destroyed and holly water splashed all over the place.

“Sammy!!” Dean let go of his shotgun and bared his special knife, the one he had since he killed a high rank demon that had it. It was all like in slow motion, he moved forward, knees locked feet apart while he slashed his way to his baby brother who was twisting and fighting as best as he could, in the last moment he saw one of those creatures, like Justin, something more than a simple demon; the guy got Sam’s hair and pulled him away while more and more beings were getting closer, stopping him, slowing his steps; “Want him back hunter?” shouted the creature and kicked Sam into submission “you don’t have enough power…” and something hit Dean, he fell feeling defeated, another blow on him and he still turned looking for Sammy, they’d take his brother away, he’d be even more alone than ever; so he did what he promised he’d never do again “Please, Please God, help me, I need help, Please…”

A lightning illuminated the parking lot and a dark haired angel appeared, ash colored wings in display “you called for me; knight, I’ll assist you” and Castiel blades reflected the light from the sky while moved graciously around slaying demons, in amazing white volts of light, three cherubs followed him and Dean thought he saw how the little winged guys grew and got brighter, following orders from the Seraph. Dean got up and started fighting again; killing as many as he could while repeating an exorcism, Dad and Bill came behind doing the same.

Finally, Dean slain the last of them and looked where Castiel was holding his baby brother in his arms, what had this guy with carrying grown up hunters bridal style? He smiled and got to them too relieved to even make fun “Thank you, thank you…” Dean chanted as he moved to hold Sammy to wake him up. He got few bruises but nothing too bad; finally his hazel eyes fluttered open and he gasped seeing Dean next to him and held to his older brother while Dean started crying “Thanks God, Thanks God… Sammy… I thought” they were both sobbing when Dad’s arms surrounded them.
“Boys… Thanks God” John Winchester repeated, after only a couple second he composed himself and moved to finish things with Bill.

Later the other hunter was leaving with sigils planted on him and his car by the seraph. Sam was still cleaning Sammy with the little winged idiot next to him; Castiel looked from afar how the cherub and the hunter biker over what was the best for the boy. And is not until John was back that Castiel could finally move “Why are you still here?” asked the hunter before turning to his sons “last time you hurt my boy…” but then everything froze, Castiel blinked when Gabriel’s voice snapped him out of the surprised stupor
“Little brother, look at you!!, reunited with the perfect soul…” and grinned malicious “One could think that in a world with over 6 billion persons and soul you wouldn’t end up face to face with this one soul, huh?” Castiel frowned not understanding anything; Gabriel got something from his pocket and started crunching it with his teeth “you still don’t remember, right?” and smiled mischievous “let me tell you a story” and touched Castiel’s forehead.

Castiel saw how he boasted in front of Ezekiel and Naomi, How once at the hospital and seeing the little baby with such a big soul he cried and then started using his real voice to call to all other angels telling them what a big task he had, the whole place resonated, glasses cracked and people got hurt, but he didn’t cared, he felt so proud of himself, assigned to such a great task; he bent over the cradle “I’ll love you forever Dean Winchester” promised and when the baby smiled at him, seeing his light reflected in perfect green pupils, he had to turn, only for a second or his heart will burst.

Little he knew that was his voice that called the demon; Azazel appeared at the hospital using the body of a man who just lost his faith with his family on a car accident. It was his fault that they had to carve the seals on Dean being so young, it was his fault that Dean went through his entire life alone, he saw spoof here and there of parents pushing Dean away from other kids at school, kids being mean to him and Sam and even John being punched for defending his angel less son; people whispering behind his back, saw Sammy cleaning endless times blood from Dean’s face and knees from fights, with time, Sam joined him in the fights.

Castiel was in Somalia at the time, trying to help the army of heaven with the monsters that unleashed famine on mankind again, and war, and pestilence, it was the last time the four horsemen were let loose.

When he felt it, felt the pull of his charge, the one soul he had to look after and failed, he felt it because the heart bonded to it was broken, in one second he was there, in time to see Dean Winchester, the boy with the brightest soul whisper “Good bye Sammy, Good Bye Dad” clean his eyes and looking to the stars shouted “please be there, mom” and let himself go.
Castiel saw everything as if seen on a screen and then turned to the only other person that was moving, Dean Winchester; he was still caressing his baby brother’s hair and smiling softly while talking to him, endless patience and endless love in every gesture.

“He’s special, and as you can see not even an archangel power can stop the brightness of his soul and the purity of his love… ” and Gabriel turned to him “not even when you spoiled that mere soul.” And throwed another of those things from his pocket to his mouth “Michael thinks that you corrupting his vessel was an act of defiance, maybe an act that proves hell is about to be opened, I believe this is our father’s love acting on our world.”
“I don’t understand…”

“You asked Michael to erase your presence from his life, you won’t remember anything” and getting even close to Dean “but he does… not even an archangel power could delete that feeling from his pure soul… aw, lamb” said with a fake tone when Dean held the Cherub and kissed the pink cheek causing the little winged guy to blush, Gabriel starting laughing.
“How could I ruin a vessel like this one?” Castiel asked desperate “How could I be so selfish to leave him alone…” and the angel started crying desperate.

“Stop that, Cas, I don’t have time for it” and snapped his fingers, everything was moving again “I can’t change what another archangel did, but I can help you… I can make him forget you too, you’ll have a white slate to start again… don’t ruin it this time…”

The hunters turned to see him “Greetings, you who are highly favored! The Lord is with you.” He started “Oh brave hunter, you’re favored by the lord” and snorted “DAMN last time I came saying something like that I was outing a preggo” Castiel moved to him scandalized, Gabriel just shook a hand in the air as if it were the most common thing ever and announced “this is Castiel Angel of The lord” and pointed his thumb towards the Seraph “Since those whatever they are…” and with a face of disgust turned to the rests of those creatures on the floor “abomination from purgatory… are hunting you and your kind, Knight, I offer you his help.”

Dean moved a step in front, something wasn’t okay and he could feel it “Who are you? And why you’re offering angels as if they were pets?”

The shorter man smiled again, he had innocence in his eyes even if the mischief was obvious in his actions “I’m Gabriel Archangel, little vessel, and I’m offering help because heaven cannot afford to lose the vessel of Michael, you’re special…” and looking at Sammy “you protect the one who must never be corrupted, let’s say never be tempted” Sam huffed offended let’s be clear… he should never be tempted to start with… he doesn’t look like he’d say no to a good pair of tits ” and rubbed his lips before turning to Castiel while both Dean and John were huffing offended and Sammy looked hurt towards his older brother “I give you that much little brother, this is The Lord present of love for him and you.” And moving backwards “I want to believe this is all meant to be, a sign that the father hasn’t left.”

Gabriel left and John looked into Blue deep eyes with distrust “So… you’re an angel and you were sent to protect us? We are Knights of the men of letters, from an old family of hunters; why would we need protection?”

Castiel was left speechless “heaven works in strange ways…” and turning to Dean Winchester “Since you’re the hunter without an angel I’m here for you, pure one” and bowed a little
“Okay…?” Dean snorted “But I already had a douche of an angel once, I do not need more…” both his father and his brother frowned and turned at him
“Dean” Sam started “you never had an angel”
Dean looked from his brother to his angel and nodded “okay…” Sam was still dizzy so Dean held him “come on, Sammy, let’s get home, you need to rest.”
The angel moved close and touched Dean’s arm moving all of them to their house. “Now he can rest….” He offered with a tentative smile to Dean.
The hunter frowned “okay… thank you” Dean turned to his Dad and made a face much to Sam and Dad amusement “Grub?” the Winchester grunted in unison, Castiel was next to them with a feast of roast beef and potatoes, and had a giant cherry pie in his hands and was offering it to Dean, he blinked and his precious lips formed a surprised O; flustered he took the pie “thank you… I guess”
Castiel moved one step closer “is the same your mother used to do for you… ” John moved nervous “you love it I know…”

John was there with a hand on the Seraph’s chest “enough… angel, leave my boy alone…” and sighing “let’s wash up before dinner” he said looking at Sam’s clothes and hands covered in a variety of stains. The boys moved together to the sink and Dad walked the short distance to the bathroom. Sam whispered to his brother while washing blood from his hands and Dean was cleaning something from his face, oil? “is it just me or the angel kinda fancy you…” Dean snorted “seriously, I bet if you ask for anything he’d do it…”
Dean frowned to his baby brother “Shh…” Sammy had a childish face, and turned on his heels “Uh… Castiel? Dean would like to have Caesar Salad with his food” Dean was drying his hands and moving to tell Castiel he didn’t have to “is at the table Dean Winchester, whatever you want…”

Sam looked over the seraph’s shoulder to find a giant bowl of salad on the table “Awesome!!” he said laughing, Dean rolled his eyes and made his little brother promise not to use the angel for that.

***
8

It was cold and that night the snow left them trapped, Dad sealed the house but still they’ll keep guard, he took the first guard and Dean and Sam went to bed, sharing as usual, even being all grown up and having more room, they just wanted to be close when they could. Dad checked on his sons twice before his time was done, he woke up Sam, but Dan was up before his baby brother even blinked “I’ll do second, he needs rest, he’s got a test tomorrow…” he said with a smile.
“Okay…” John smiled “but wake him up… he has obligations with this family too…” Dad yawned, scratched his belly and sat to get his boots off while Dean moved to the couch to throw his old leather jacket over the two cherubs with a smile; both little guys smile at him and closed their eyes.

Castiel was standing there, invisible, he needed to see more, he wanted to understand more, why this warrior, this… incredible special creature was still pure, after what he did to ruin him, shame and pain filled him “aren’t you gonna show your angelic ass now?” asked Dean low enough to make him turn but not to disturb his father and his brother
Castiel was there with soft rustle of feathers “I’m sorry… I noticed my presence is unsettling for your father”

“SO… you just come back like that and pretend anything ever happened?” and serious “you don’t get your way you forget everything?”
Castiel moved closer “I was sent away and then… I was ordered to stay away…”
“I don’t need you anymore… I don’t know what that other guy did; I don’t really care… as far as I’m concerned… ”and sighing “was he even a real archangel? He looked too much like the kind of douches I’ve been fighting my entire life to…”
“Please.. He’s actually an archangel, don’t risk yourself offending one of them, they’re powerful and absolute…”

“Okay, let’s not bug the sleazy archangel… but I need an explanation” and sitting “where were you all this time?”
“There are other souls that need me Dean, even if I belong to yours...”
Dean snorted “yeah… that’s why you made me care for you and then left…” and still looking straight to his face “at least this time I understood why, I didn’t had an angel because I was safer without one”
Castiel sat next to him “I’m sorry Dean” and smiling “I care for you, and I love you, but my mission was not to be a romantic interest with you, I was never meant to be that for you”

Dean bit his bottom lip, well now that was an interesting “yeah... I guess I was just too stupid and too naïve to believe someone would care for me… for real” Castiel could feel it, how Dan lost hope, how his heart turned colder and emptier.
“I’m sorry… ” he tried again “I… I’m sorry…”
“Yeah” Dean moved getting more comfortable “apparently you are… ” and finally “you’re staying, right? And sure you’re not gonna try anything, right? Would you please wake me up in few hours? Don’t let Sammy get up, he has a test tomorrow” and closed his eyes, he didn’t actually slept, but he was good at pretending, Castiel stood next to him, watching out for him, like mom said angels do.

Dean trusted Castiel enough to sleep, and he was quite useful in hunts too, far more useful than his dad and brother’s cherubs.

The only bad thing was having a full sized angel in raggy clothes following you everywhere; Dean couldn’t even go to the loo without him following, people used to think he was another human, since Castiel was better than other angels in hiding his wings.
“What do you want?” asked Dad while Dean marched fast to the bathroom
“Bacon cheese burger and large fries, and a extra milkshake for Cas” and ran to the back of the place “Cas, wait with Dad and Sammy. Please…” yeah, half his interest was not having the angel looking over his shoulder as he relieved himself and half was Phoebe, the waitress, older by more than five years, pretty thing, with the sex drive of a teenage boy, they’ve been there before, more than once, and the girl was always glad to join him in the back for a quickie.

And Dean was not disappointed, the girl, generous cleavage, small waist, round hips, long toned legs and converse shoes smiled at him and winked as she passed by his side and made a sound. A moan like sound that had him hard in seconds, he moved fast to the back and when the door swung closed he heard her very feminine voice calling “I’m talking my 15 now Ed!!” he used the toilet and walked out to the back door to find her sitting on a box “hello sweetie…” she smiled and opened one more button of her shirt revealing her black lace bra “Hello Stranger… I’ve missed you” her arms wrapped on his neck like ivy, her whole body rubbing against his body.

They made out for a couple minutes, the girl’s sweet looking cherub girl with the frilly pink apron -she told Dean was a present for the little winged thing- giggled and covered her eyes “how’s everything sweetie?” asked Dean while his hands worked fast on her cargo shorts.
“Shut up… later…” she let out in a ragged breath and giggled sounding just as sweet and innocent as her angel.
Dean moved a step back and looked into her eyes “that much better huh?” and she nodded
“Doctor said I’m in remission, thanks for asking…” Dean’s smile was so big Phoebe thought his head will split in two
“I’m glad for you” he said while she pulled him by his shirt; against her body one hand working on his fly when the grave voice sounded “Dean…” Phoebe made a sound of surprise, they turned to see Castiel standing at the door and Dean held her close whispering he was sorry “go inside Cas, I’ll be back soon, don’t tell Sammy about this”
Castiel didn’t move, the girl was hidden behind Dean’s body but finally looked up to blue cold eyes and gasped, shame and repentance, things she never felt before, filled her making her cry.
“I’m sorry” she said and followed by her angel ran inside.
“You…!” Dean pointed a finger to Castiel’s face “you are the worst cock-block ever!!” and fastened his pants moving inside. Not caring if Castiel was calling for him.
Sam drove with Dad because his cherub didn’t want to be near to Castiel and Chubbs was acting extremely weird around Dean and Castiel too. So the Impala only had Dean and Castiel who refused to sit on the front “you okay there?” asked Dean looking at the back sit by the mirror , Castiel was there frowning “Hey, Miss Daisy … you’re the one who ruined my date…”
Castiel huffed “fornication” mumbled and ignored Dean, Dean rolled his eyes, reached for the radio and put some Zep for the ride home, he got to talk to Phoebe, telling her how happy he was and that they should get together later for a real celebration. Just the thought made him a little excited and Castiel was having none of that.

Dean opened his eyes on an empty field, Castiel standing just few feet away from him “What? Again?!” and without any other warning he had the knife on his hand “this time I’m not a scared boy anymore… and I won’t let you take advantage of me this time”
Castiel stud there looking into the angry face of his charge “you think I’d hurt you?”
Dean was ready to attack “I think you were selfish more than once…”
Castiel looked at his face “I just… felt like something inside me was too cold… when she… you were…” and sighing and rubbing his face “I can feel how your body reacts to her, and I don’t like it… but I don’t know why…”
Dean was still there tense and ready to attack if needed “Take me back, and stay away from my love life”
“Dean…” once more the young hunter repeated his order. “Dean… you must understand one thing, I’m unfamiliar with human emotions”
“Well, let me give the 101class about them” and pointing to himself “I’m angry, and I’m scared” and shouting even louder “I want to be taken back with my family!”
Castiel got close “I don’t want you to touch that woman again”
“Oh! Is this about fornication?”
“No… Is about me wanting to be the only one touching you” Dean wanted to be angry, wanted to be cool and distant, but for years he wanted to hear those words “I don’t remember what we did, how… what… ” and Castiel moved his hands awkwardly “I just know I don’t want anyone else doing it….” And moved one step closer “you’re the most beautiful soul I’ve ever laid eyes on…” Dean snorted
“And you want to defile a pure soul?”
“NO!” Castiel in a blink moved into Dean’s personal space “the will of two archangels was not enough to make you forget” and sighing “maybe there’s a reason” and looking down “Because when I found you at that school even after Michael erased me from your life, and he ordered me directly to forget you I hardly could stop myself from do this…” in one more step he was holding Dean and kissing his lips.

At first Dean wanted to resist, but this was what he wanted, he wanted to feel this again since that last day at the hospital, Castiel hands roamed his back, one moving to cup his head, fingers caressing short hair, the other to pull the small of his back against his body and Dean felt his eyeballs rolling into his head and let Castiel kiss him.

“This doesn’t solve anything” said Dean pushing the angel away and wielding the knife once more “this is not…” Castiel gasped and held his arm “stay away from me, or I’ll kill you” no angel in the world would get hurt by a weapon made by men, but Dean made Castiel hurt.

“Then do it, kill me, because I’ve spent my life lost and looking for you, and when I finally found you I ruined our only chance… I made you hate me; I made the most pure, the brightest one, the one with the infinite capacity for love to hate me…” and stepping back “I’m sorry is not enough but how can I make it up for you if you don’t let me?”

“I don’t want your words, I don’t want you to sorry, what I want is you to explain WHY?” and Dean let the knife fall to the floor “Why you moved on when I couldn’t… why you were my everything but I was absolutely nothing to you…?”
Castiel moved close again and at the touch of Dean’s skin his wound healed surprising both of them “I never moved on, I was ordered by Michael to not look for you, but the second you needed someone I couldn’t stay away… there’s this… feeling, a feeling that’s overwhelming inside of me… this love… that pulls me to you in every way, and no matter how much I try I still can feel it, and I want you with me, I just don’t understand why…”
Dean laughed, and kept laughing startling his angel, he bent forward and sat on the floor, laughing and laughing “I don’t see how this could be funny Dean Winchester” Castiel was dead serious and Dean only laughed more.
“We’re a fucking rom com… and I hate rom coms…” Dean finally sighed and sat on the floor looking at Castiel “I’ll accept your apology if you tell me you’re not gonna leave ever again…”

“I promise on my grace Dean Winchester, as long as I have any light left in me I’ll find a way to go back to you”

“And I promise I’ll be waiting…” he extended his arm for Castiel to help him up, once standing he kissed Castiel once more “OMG I don’t know what my dad’s gonna say” and he chuckled when Castiel frowned and shuddered.

***
9
Gabriel was standing in an empty room, somehow he ended up there, there was only two beings able to summon him like that, one was missing for the last 2000 years, the other was his brother, higher in rank, “Michael… brother… why was I brought here like this?” he said sitting on a chair with no respect for the powerful angel
“Because Brother, you are messing with my vessel, and I will not tolerate it!!”
“Free will” Gabriel looked bored “he’s a human, and he has free will, Father ordered so…”
“I don’t care what he ordered!!!” Gabriel smirked and directed his eyes to the other archangel; he could see his true form, a giant bolt of energy, only one small part of that power would destroy him forever, but he wasn’t worried

“Really?” and looking away “careful, Michael, that sounds awfully like something one of us said once…” Michael moved closer, sheer power rumbled on the floor, the energy between the angels too big, too vast to be contained in the room, it started cracking and pieces of walls and decorations started falling while Michael held him and smashed his brother against the now broken divider “Don’t put words in my mouth!” roared while shaking Gabriel “don’t twist the true… you trickster!!”

Gabriel was against the wall when the light inside him grew “Don’t think I am one of your lackeys, I’m not one of those small angels you command, I’m as powerful l as you!!” and his brother flew across the room “have you seen more than the angel near the soul? Have you seen? How that soul keeps remembering even after you? Even after me?” and walking closer to his brother “he’s special, he remembers… what makes you so sure is not Father who gave him that?” and turning, “I’m not giving him anything, anything more than simple Free Will, if it has to happen it’ll happen with or without our intervention”
***
10*last*

Dad wasn’t sure when Dean asked about it, but he finally let his -after all- adult son go away on his own, now he didn’t have to worry anymore, Dean had an angel, a Seraph, just like Mary once had, and Sammy was doing fine, even excited that his brother was not alone anymore.

Dad wasn’t a fool and he knew what was happening with them, he even had a talk with Dean about fooling around with an angel, and sighed relived when Dean made it clear he never had sex with Cas “is that okay for you then?” asked his son worried
“What? That he’s a guy? YEAH! I’m okay with that, as long as you’re happy and safe…” but making a face and looking anywhere but at his sons face “I just want to be sure you know what you’re doing” Dean laughed and made a joke about anal sex that had John so red it was absurd, the talk to Castiel was far sterner and the angel blushed every time he locked eyes with the older Winchester after that.

That’s how Dean and Castiel shared a room by themselves for first time. Dean closed the door and turned to find his angel one inch away from him “I’m so glad we’re alone…” Castiel murmured before pushing Dean against the door to claim his mouth in a hungry kiss, Dean after a while started feeling less embarrassed of the noises Castiel made him do, so the whimper only causes the angel to plunge forward, hungrier than ever.

“Remember that day at the hospital” whispered Dean while Castiel was sucking purple marks on his neck, only to hear his angel’s growl.

“I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, it was never my…”

Dean slapped him on the ass “I just want you to do the same trick… with our clothes” blue eyes locked with green and a wicked lustful grin appeared on his face before Dean felt the chill air of the room in his skin “Yeah… that’s what I was talking about” and the angel held him up, straddling his hips, the angels huge erection poking Dean while both giggled carrying him to the bed, Dean felt how they glided over the floor “you’re not using your angel mojo to do this, are you?” Castiel looked surprised for a second.
“Why? Is it wrong?” and looking at Dean in earnest “I’m sorry this is the first time I…” Dean chuckled.

“is perfect, I always liked your wings” caressed his shoulder; Castiel kissed his way down Dean’s stomach and got to the flat valley where his cock was standing, in one movement engulfed the whole organ in his mouth and Dean almost passed away, he was so deep in Castiel’s throat he felt about to cum, “OH Dear Lord…” he moaned and Cast shuddered and slapped him on the tight making him chuckle “okay, okay no using the name of the lord in Vain…” and Castiel started moving up and down, slurping noisily, his other hand moved to Dean entrance making the hunter squirm at first, Castiel looked up, the question there “are you sure?” Dean smiled and nodded and after just a couple minutes Dean was writhing with his angel inside of him, huge and hot and pulsating, causing pain pleasure.
Castiel’s non human treats included endless stamina and Dean came four times before falling boneless and sated on the bed with Castiel still pumping row after row of cum in him.
“You’re beautiful…” mumbled Castiel kissing his lips, “so beautiful…”
“Yeah I heard that… ” Dean caressed Castiel’s face tenderly “the brightest soul… blah blah blah…”
“No… I love you, the hunter, the man, remember that girl?”
“Phoebe, yes…” Dean smiled at the memory
“don’t smile like that…” growled Castiel “I want to be the only one… the only” said possessive as he smelled Dean’s skin and the hunter giggled “She’s cured, her cherub told me, about her illness and how supportive you were…”
“I just… wanted to give the same feeling of hope you gave me, from the first day…”
“You’re so pure… so pure… ” and kissed him “I love you”
Yep, Dean could deal with that, being pure, maybe it was true, and this was pure, maybe it was a good thing, maybe he actually could live like this, finally happy, finally whole.
Pure joy filled his pure soul and tears filled his eyes as he fell asleep, no longer alone.