Tell me where we go from here 25/?
Chapter 25
Another motel room, another night. Their journey would at least take one more day, probably two, so there was plenty of time for Dean to think about him and Cas. Because so far Cas wasn't making any sense and that drove Dean up the wall.
In the bar Cas had been seconds from jacking him off right then and there, not caring if people were looking or not, that kinky bastard, and on the other hand he didn't really initiate sex in the slightest when they were alone and actually had the chance to fuck each other's brains out.
Cas was all for kissing and cuddling and during the night he developed quite some impressive octopus powers but every time Dean tried to go farther, he didn't get the feeling that Cas was on board with the idea. He didn't outright say it, which was frustrating by itself, but Dean hadn't notice him sporting a boner for quite a while and that was telling. He just wasn't sure what that was telling him.
So he stood here in another motel bathroom, he didn't even bother to read the name on the sign when he'd checked in, and wondered if they would just cuddle again or if there would be more. He would like more but at the same time he wondered if Cas wouldn't be happier with two separate beds. Maybe even two separate rooms. However, every time Dean tried to make him talk, Cas clammed up.
With a sigh Dean stepped out of the shower and dried himself off. He put on a t-shirt and his underwear, though, because he didn't want to press Cas into something. If Dean came out of the bathroom naked he might get the wrong idea. Or the right one. Dean shook his head. This should be easy. Once they had made the step and were officially together everything should be falling in place and they should have their happily ever after.
Instead he stood here, staring at his own reflection in the mirror, and wondered if Cas actually wanted this, wanted him.
Dean shook his head, he wouldn't solve this now, and opened the door. And stopped dead in his tracks when his eyes fell on Cas.
For a second he stood just there and stared.
"Ehm." Dean cleared his throat to let Cas know that he was there. Which he probably knew because he was putting on quite a show. Cas was naked, that wasn't exactly unexpected, over the last few nights he had developed a fondness for sleeping naked, but when Dean had left for his shower Cas had been fully clothed.
However, he was not just naked, he was kneeling on the bed, chest pressed into the mattress and butt up in the air, giving Dean quite a nice view.
The last thing Dean had expected to see when he came out of the bathroom was Cas working himself open. He had already three fingers in there and when he noticed that Dean was watching him, he started to fuck himself in earnest.
Mesmerized Dean just watched him. Fingers slipping in and out of the stretched hole with the squelching sound of the lube Cas had used generously. Some was dripping down his balls, Dean noticed.
"What are you doing?" Dean asked the rather stupid question, it was quite obvious what Cas was doing, but his mind couldn't come up with anything more intelligent to say. His voice sounded husky and heavy with arousal in his own ears and the way Cas shivered when he said it, it was exactly the tone he wanted to hear. Now Dean regretted that he'd bothered with clothes but that was easy to fix.
A second later he stood at the end of the bed, naked and already half-hard.
"You know how to surprise a guy." Dean said and just watched for a moment longer. Cas rocked his hips back on his fingers, taking them as deep as they would go and the way he groaned into the mattress he was hitting his sweet spot with every thrust.
"Want me to fuck you?" Dean asked and reached for the lube to slick himself up. "Want me to fuck you fast and dirty?" There was no room for foreplay here.
"Fuck me." With an obscene plop he withdrew his fingers, leaving his hole gaping and wet with lube. Dean swallowed thickly at that sight.
Dean climbed on the bed and got in position behind Cas.
"Take a deep breath." He warned him when he'd lined up, the tip of his cock nudging at the ring of muscles. He felt them flutter and twitching, almost like Cas' butt wanted to suck him in. Without a second of hesitation Dean thrust forward and slipped in in one even move.
Under him Cas gasped but stayed completely still. Dean felt the heat and the tightness around him and he had to grit his teeth to not come from that lone.
"You want it hard?" Dean asked while he gave Cas a moment to adjust.
"Yes." Cas nodded into the mattress.
Dean didn't have to be told twice. He grabbed Cas' hips and started moving. With his earlier actions Cas had set the tone so Dean didn't waste time with kidding around. He fucked Cas, dirty and fast, in almost brutal thrusts and his fingers digging into the soft flesh of his hips hard enough to leave bruises.
At some point Cas tried to come up to his hands but Dean placed a hand between his shoulder blades and held him down. He lost his rhythm for a moment there, not sure if he'd gone too far with that but Cas didn't protest, just relaxed under his hold and let Dean fuck him.
It didn't take long for Dean to spill his release deep inside of Cas. His orgasm washed over him in spastic waves and he threw his head back with Cas' name on his lips before he collapsed forwards.
Still buried to the hilt in him Dean lay on top Cas, covering him like a blanket. For a moment he just lay there, catching his breath. So far Dean hadn't touched Cas and he was pretty sure that he hadn't laid a hand on himself either so after a second he slipped out, rolled them to the side and reached around to help Cas out.
His erection had wilted down to a half-hard state by then but this time Dean was determined to give Cas his release as well.
"C'mon." He mumbled into the meat of Cas' shoulder, placing little kisses on his neck. It took some effort, not that Dean minded, but finally Cas went rigid, his head digging into Dean's chest and he came in hot spurts of come all over Dean's hand.
"There you go." Dean mumbled and worked him through the aftershocks. He had started to worry if something was bodily wrong with Cas, or if he just didn't find Dean sexually attractive and both were some worrying thoughts, but this eased his worries. Cas was an angel, sex with him was supposed to be different, but now Dean was confident that they could make this work.
"That was awesome." Dean let go of Cas who sagged back against him with a content sigh. He should get up to get a washcloth to clean them up but for the moment he was way to comfy just lying here with Cas in his arms in the sweet afterglow of a good orgasm. Cas hummed in response and showed no indication to move any time soon as well.
When he started to get goosebumps on his ass Dean did get up but he hurried to clean them up and a minute later they lay spooning under the covers and ready to drift off to sleep.
Dean woke in the morning with Cas' head on his shoulder and his arm long gone numb somewhere under Cas.
He would have loved to stay like that for longer and maybe have lazy morning sex but a glance at the clock told him that he should get his ass out of bed soon or Sam would make him by banging at the door.
"Cas?" He placed a soft kiss on the sleeping angel's temple. "Cas? Time to wake up."
He wasn't sure when he'd gotten used to the angel sleeping and he had to admit it was nice waking up with him snuggled up against him. Not that he would ever admit that.
"Hmm?" Cas made without opening his eyes.
"Time to get up, buddy." Dean said but was far from ready to leave the bed just yet.
Cas muttered something and his lips tickled over Dean's peck with that. It sent shivers down his spine and he felt his nipples harden. Especially when he thought about how close Cas' mouth was to his left one. Maybe they did have time for morning sex, Dean mused and placed another kiss on Cas' temple.
Slowly Cas blinked his eyes open and angled his head so that he could bring their lips together. The kiss was gentle and more chaste than anything else.
"Morning." Cas said, his voice even more gravely than usual.
"Morning." Dean answered and returned the kiss just because he could. Cas rolled to his other side. Their faces were close enough for their foreheads to touch. Dean slipped one leg between Cas' and getting the idea Cas inched even closer until Dean couldn't tell anymore where he ended and Cas began.
"That was some hot stuff you did last night." Dean slung his arms around him to hold him tight. "Didn't know you like it rough."
"I'm not sure what I like." Cas admitted after a moment. Suddenly he was very still in Dean's arms. "I thought you'd like it so I gave it a try."
"I did like it." Dean kissed his throat because they were too close for kissing his mouth. But he could go with the next best thing. He was flexible. In more than one way. He chuckled at that thought but sobered up when his mind caught up with Cas' words.
"Did you enjoy it?" He asked and now he did bring some distance between them to look Cas in the eye. Their hips were still firmly pressed against each other and Dean felt his cock swelling. However, there was no reaction on Cas' side.
"It was nice." Cas said.
"Nice?"
"I liked it?" The words came out as a question as if he was searching for the right words to reassure Dean. Which had the opposite effect.
"Cas." Dean shook his head but all of a sudden every though about sex was gone. With a sigh he brought a bit more distance between them so they could look at each other without hurting their necks.
"Why did you do it if you don't like it?" Dean asked. "Where did you get the idea anyway?" He was pretty sure that Cas' earlier sexual encounters had been quite vanilla but last night things had gone a bit down the kinky road. Not much and Dean didn't mind the direction, quite the opposite, but it was odd. Not what he'd expected from Cas.
"I watched this video." Cas explained and Dean groaned to that.
"You've been watching porn again? You know that's all fake, right?"
"I know." He answered. "And Sam already told me the same thing."
Dean screwed his eyes shut at that. The question was on the tip of his tongue but he didn't dare to ask about the circumstances leading to Sam explaining porn to Cas.
"So you saw some stuff and gave it a try." Dean summed it up. "Don't get me wrong, I like it when you want to experiment, but I got the feeling that it wasn't really working out for you." He remembered how long it had taken him to jack Cas off afterwards. If it had been his thing he should have been coming way more easily.
"No, it didn't really work out for me." Cas admitted and plopped back into the pillow. "I don't know what works out for me."
"I like a challenge. We should experiment." Dean leaned over and kissed him. "Trial and error until we find the right thing for you."
Cas glared at him but couldn't hide a grin.
Chapter 26
Masterpost