Seducing the Neighbors
Title: Seducing the Neighbors
Author: bballgirl3022
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Dean/Castiel and Sam/Gabriel
Spoilers: If you know Gabriel and Castiel then you’re good.
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: I don’t own Supernatural
Summary: The Winchesters have new neighbors and Dean is determined to get in Castiel’s pants.
Word Count: 1,429
Notes: I tired to make this a one-shot but I just couldn’t. So there will be another chapter coming. Also, sorry about the random bold lines, but I can't figure out how to get rid of them. Thanks and enjoy.
No Beta… Sorry.
Sam and Dean have new neighbors in the apartment next door. Dean thinks one of them is hot.
They come to find out their neighbors are named are Gabriel and Castiel. Castiel is the younger one. He’s got bright blue eyes, sex tousled hair, and wears a trench coat usually reserved for flashers or streakers at college sporting events. Gabriel is… short. He’s also snarky, annoying and has plays horrible jokes on people. Two guesses as to which one Dean wants.
*****
A few days after the neighbors are settled, the Winchester brothers head over to pay them a visit. They come bearing pie, mostly due to Dean’s insistence that everybody loves pie. They had to out and actually buy pie from the shop on the corner because neither Winchester has ever been very capable in the kitchen. Gabriel answers the door and welcomes them in to share the pie. Dean thinks it’s just because Gabriel just wants to oogle his baby brother, but hey he’s not going to complain. There’s pie. And Castiel.
A whole ten minutes of sharing the same space as Castiel and Dean has decided something. He is so going to tap the fine ass. Well he assumes Castiel has a nice ass. He hasn’t exactly seen it considering it’s hidden beneath that creepy flasher coat, but he’s just going to go with the images his mind provides.
Plus the guy is intense. He stares more than anyone Dean has ever met. He has a low, rough voice that has heat pooling low in Dean’s belly and the blood draining from his upstairs brain downward.
Gabriel, it turns out, is a freaking flirt. He is all over Sam and to make matters worse, his little brother is allowing it. Dean would be more bothered with this information, if it weren’t for the fact that Castiel has re-entered his field of vision and takes up the majority of his attention.
*****
Dean has taken to stalking Castiel. Sam laughs when he catches Dean in the act, calls him a big freaking girl, and returns to grading papers, chuckling at his brother’s embarrassment. Through his stalking, Dean has found out that Castiel works as an accountant, needs at least three cups of coffee before he can form a coherent sentence in the morning, and seems to never take off that freaking trench coat. That is the only information he has been able to scrounge up after four weeks of hardcore stalking.
Sam is decidedly more helpful thanks to his blossoming bromance with Gabriel. Sam says they are ‘just friends,’ but Dean sure that’s a lie. Gabriel is a sneaky bastard. He obviously wants in Sam’s pants and he is going to con his way into them eventually. The good thing is that Gabriel is wealth of information on Dean’s new crush and gives him helpful tidbits on Castiel, like that his brother is a TV junkie. Which Dean has to admit is more useful than anything his own stalking has come up with.
*****
A month later, Dean comes home from buying groceries to find his brother and his crush’s brother playing tonsil hockey on the couch. Dean is going to need to bleach his brain thanks to the obscene noises coming from the pair. He’s happy breaks up their little love fest. Sam at least has the decency to look somewhat ashamed, but Gabriel just smirks and doesn’t even bother to remove himself from Sam’s lap.
Dean has been cranky, like a woman PMSing without any chocolate. All because Castiel went out and got himself a boyfriend. A stupid pretty boy boyfriend who Castiel seems to spend all of his time with, it is sufficiently pissing Dean off and Sam’s love life is suffering for it. His relationship with Gabriel is new. They haven’t done more than make out and most of those times have been interrupted by Dean because he is determined to make Sam’s life as miserable as his own.
Sam tells him as much, which leads to Dean stomping off muttering something about needing pie. Once he’s out the door Gabriel resumes the task of seeing how far he can stick his tongue in Sam’s mouth.
*****
After six months Dean finally has a smile on his face and a song in his heart, or some such nonsense that he would say if he were a teenage girl. But he’s not, so he doesn’t. Castiel is single again and Dean is prepared to pounce. He has the perfect plan and Castiel better not ruin it. Gabriel suggested this plan so Dean is a bit suspicious; but who would know Castiel better than his own brother?
Dean shows up with the newest release season of some procedural cop show that, thanks to Gabriel, Dean knows Castiel has yet to see. Dean hates procedural cop shows, but he is more than willing to suffer through it if it means he gets to spend time with Castiel.
So that is how Dean ends up spending his Friday night, on the couch with Castiel and a bowl of buttery popcorn. He’s in heaven really and as the night ends they’ve made a plan to ‘hang out’ again next Friday.
*****
They spend months with this Friday night ritual. Some times they are at Dean’s apartment and other times at Castiel’s, it really depends on where Sam and Gabriel have decided they are going to bang each other that week. Dean has come to look forward to the time they spend together. It’s enjoyable; even if the pace of this relationship is much slower than what he’s used to.
At least that’s what he thought until The Incident. The Incident took place on a Friday night and included a decent amount of alcohol. Or rather enough alcohol that Dean is feeling good and warm and more than a bit horny. Neither is paying attention to the movie they had intended to watch. They are laughing at some silly story about Gabriel and a dolphin down in Florida and they are close. Close enough that Dean can smell Castiel and feel his hot breath mingling with his own.
What possesses Dean to lean over and press his lips to Castiel’s he will never know. But it’s too late. Castiel’s lips are there and his mouth was warm and wet and Dean is losing himself in the sensation. Then Castiel is on him, straddling his lap and pushing him down into the couch. Castiel’s mouth is demanding and his hands are everywhere. Dean is dizzy with the feeling. He is hoping that this will never end. But before that thought can solidify in his alcohol laden brain, Castiel is gone; taking his heat with him and leaving Dean cold and achingly hard.
Castiel’s eyes are wide and he looks considerably less intoxicated then he had a minute ago. “I think you should go now,” he says, not meeting Dean’s eye and flushing from something not entirely beer related.
Dean leaves without a word, retreating to the safety of his own apartment, which is thankfully devoid of the presence of his brother and his significant other. Dean kind of feels like crying, but he is not a freaking woman who just had her heart broken. So instead he takes a cold shower and falls into bed alone.
*****
The next week finds Dean sleeping in until three in the afternoon. Although it is not an uncommon occurrence, the lack of beer bottles and stench of sex is a clear indicator that something is off with Dean. Sam is concerned. Only for a minute before Gabriel burst through the door planting himself in Sam’s lap taking his mind off of his brother’s predicament.
“I hear your brother tried to molest my brother last week.” This announcement comes as a shock to Sam considering Dean had failed to mention any sort of physical contact between the previously mentioned brothers.
“Dean didn’t mention anything to me about something happening between them.”
“Well of course he wouldn’t. ‘Cause my brother freaked before they got to second base.” Well that would explain Dean’s melancholy attitude. “We should trap them together until they take their sexual frustration out on each other.”
“I take it you have some sort of plan to accomplish this.” The smirk Sam gets in response to this statement is so devious he’s worried for his brother’s safety with this plan. Then Gabriel’s hands are under his shirt and his lips are on Sam’s neck and Sam forgets his current train of thought.
TBC
Author: bballgirl3022
Rating: PG-13
Characters/Pairings: Dean/Castiel and Sam/Gabriel
Spoilers: If you know Gabriel and Castiel then you’re good.
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: I don’t own Supernatural
Summary: The Winchesters have new neighbors and Dean is determined to get in Castiel’s pants.
Word Count: 1,429
Notes: I tired to make this a one-shot but I just couldn’t. So there will be another chapter coming. Also, sorry about the random bold lines, but I can't figure out how to get rid of them. Thanks and enjoy.
No Beta… Sorry.
Sam and Dean have new neighbors in the apartment next door. Dean thinks one of them is hot.
They come to find out their neighbors are named are Gabriel and Castiel. Castiel is the younger one. He’s got bright blue eyes, sex tousled hair, and wears a trench coat usually reserved for flashers or streakers at college sporting events. Gabriel is… short. He’s also snarky, annoying and has plays horrible jokes on people. Two guesses as to which one Dean wants.
*****
A few days after the neighbors are settled, the Winchester brothers head over to pay them a visit. They come bearing pie, mostly due to Dean’s insistence that everybody loves pie. They had to out and actually buy pie from the shop on the corner because neither Winchester has ever been very capable in the kitchen. Gabriel answers the door and welcomes them in to share the pie. Dean thinks it’s just because Gabriel just wants to oogle his baby brother, but hey he’s not going to complain. There’s pie. And Castiel.
A whole ten minutes of sharing the same space as Castiel and Dean has decided something. He is so going to tap the fine ass. Well he assumes Castiel has a nice ass. He hasn’t exactly seen it considering it’s hidden beneath that creepy flasher coat, but he’s just going to go with the images his mind provides.
Plus the guy is intense. He stares more than anyone Dean has ever met. He has a low, rough voice that has heat pooling low in Dean’s belly and the blood draining from his upstairs brain downward.
Gabriel, it turns out, is a freaking flirt. He is all over Sam and to make matters worse, his little brother is allowing it. Dean would be more bothered with this information, if it weren’t for the fact that Castiel has re-entered his field of vision and takes up the majority of his attention.
*****
Dean has taken to stalking Castiel. Sam laughs when he catches Dean in the act, calls him a big freaking girl, and returns to grading papers, chuckling at his brother’s embarrassment. Through his stalking, Dean has found out that Castiel works as an accountant, needs at least three cups of coffee before he can form a coherent sentence in the morning, and seems to never take off that freaking trench coat. That is the only information he has been able to scrounge up after four weeks of hardcore stalking.
Sam is decidedly more helpful thanks to his blossoming bromance with Gabriel. Sam says they are ‘just friends,’ but Dean sure that’s a lie. Gabriel is a sneaky bastard. He obviously wants in Sam’s pants and he is going to con his way into them eventually. The good thing is that Gabriel is wealth of information on Dean’s new crush and gives him helpful tidbits on Castiel, like that his brother is a TV junkie. Which Dean has to admit is more useful than anything his own stalking has come up with.
*****
A month later, Dean comes home from buying groceries to find his brother and his crush’s brother playing tonsil hockey on the couch. Dean is going to need to bleach his brain thanks to the obscene noises coming from the pair. He’s happy breaks up their little love fest. Sam at least has the decency to look somewhat ashamed, but Gabriel just smirks and doesn’t even bother to remove himself from Sam’s lap.
Dean has been cranky, like a woman PMSing without any chocolate. All because Castiel went out and got himself a boyfriend. A stupid pretty boy boyfriend who Castiel seems to spend all of his time with, it is sufficiently pissing Dean off and Sam’s love life is suffering for it. His relationship with Gabriel is new. They haven’t done more than make out and most of those times have been interrupted by Dean because he is determined to make Sam’s life as miserable as his own.
Sam tells him as much, which leads to Dean stomping off muttering something about needing pie. Once he’s out the door Gabriel resumes the task of seeing how far he can stick his tongue in Sam’s mouth.
*****
After six months Dean finally has a smile on his face and a song in his heart, or some such nonsense that he would say if he were a teenage girl. But he’s not, so he doesn’t. Castiel is single again and Dean is prepared to pounce. He has the perfect plan and Castiel better not ruin it. Gabriel suggested this plan so Dean is a bit suspicious; but who would know Castiel better than his own brother?
Dean shows up with the newest release season of some procedural cop show that, thanks to Gabriel, Dean knows Castiel has yet to see. Dean hates procedural cop shows, but he is more than willing to suffer through it if it means he gets to spend time with Castiel.
So that is how Dean ends up spending his Friday night, on the couch with Castiel and a bowl of buttery popcorn. He’s in heaven really and as the night ends they’ve made a plan to ‘hang out’ again next Friday.
*****
They spend months with this Friday night ritual. Some times they are at Dean’s apartment and other times at Castiel’s, it really depends on where Sam and Gabriel have decided they are going to bang each other that week. Dean has come to look forward to the time they spend together. It’s enjoyable; even if the pace of this relationship is much slower than what he’s used to.
At least that’s what he thought until The Incident. The Incident took place on a Friday night and included a decent amount of alcohol. Or rather enough alcohol that Dean is feeling good and warm and more than a bit horny. Neither is paying attention to the movie they had intended to watch. They are laughing at some silly story about Gabriel and a dolphin down in Florida and they are close. Close enough that Dean can smell Castiel and feel his hot breath mingling with his own.
What possesses Dean to lean over and press his lips to Castiel’s he will never know. But it’s too late. Castiel’s lips are there and his mouth was warm and wet and Dean is losing himself in the sensation. Then Castiel is on him, straddling his lap and pushing him down into the couch. Castiel’s mouth is demanding and his hands are everywhere. Dean is dizzy with the feeling. He is hoping that this will never end. But before that thought can solidify in his alcohol laden brain, Castiel is gone; taking his heat with him and leaving Dean cold and achingly hard.
Castiel’s eyes are wide and he looks considerably less intoxicated then he had a minute ago. “I think you should go now,” he says, not meeting Dean’s eye and flushing from something not entirely beer related.
Dean leaves without a word, retreating to the safety of his own apartment, which is thankfully devoid of the presence of his brother and his significant other. Dean kind of feels like crying, but he is not a freaking woman who just had her heart broken. So instead he takes a cold shower and falls into bed alone.
*****
The next week finds Dean sleeping in until three in the afternoon. Although it is not an uncommon occurrence, the lack of beer bottles and stench of sex is a clear indicator that something is off with Dean. Sam is concerned. Only for a minute before Gabriel burst through the door planting himself in Sam’s lap taking his mind off of his brother’s predicament.
“I hear your brother tried to molest my brother last week.” This announcement comes as a shock to Sam considering Dean had failed to mention any sort of physical contact between the previously mentioned brothers.
“Dean didn’t mention anything to me about something happening between them.”
“Well of course he wouldn’t. ‘Cause my brother freaked before they got to second base.” Well that would explain Dean’s melancholy attitude. “We should trap them together until they take their sexual frustration out on each other.”
“I take it you have some sort of plan to accomplish this.” The smirk Sam gets in response to this statement is so devious he’s worried for his brother’s safety with this plan. Then Gabriel’s hands are under his shirt and his lips are on Sam’s neck and Sam forgets his current train of thought.
TBC