So sorry for the wait on this! Had a bit of writer's block but here it is and I hope you enjoy! This is going to be short and sweet with a bit of smut per request lol. Oh and I have absolutely no clue how long it takes for buildings to be complete...so if I'm wrong please don't shoot me!

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Castiel sighed softly, his face scrunching at the mess that was his hair. He wanted to look dignified...mature but his damn hair was just not having it today. Before he could pump more mousse onto his fingers, a pair of hands grabbed his wrists gently and a warm press of lips brushed along the exposed skin on his neck. His eyes closed as his head dipped back, taking in a deep breath of Dean's amazing cologne.

"Stop messing with it...you look perfect," Dean growled in his ear, his fingers moving from his wrists to grip onto his hips instead.

"Dean..." Cas panted softly, his eyes rolling back a bit when he could feel Dean's hard cock pressing up against his ass.

"I know, we don't have time...but I can't help that anything you wear makes me want to ravage you," Dean whispered, tiny flicks of his tongue catching his ear.

Cas grinned, staring at his lover in the mirror before slowly rolling his hips back, Dean gasping against his shoulder. He knew just what to do to get Dean unraveled and just as needy as he was...over the past 8 months, he learned a great deal about his best friend.

It didn't take much or very long for them to find each other, the closeness they once had solidifying after a night of confessions. Things moved way too fast but Cas just held on for the ride, refusing to even let Dean out of his sight. He never stopped loving Dean...even after those years of silence between the two, he constantly thought of him. The moment he caught sight of him at the reunion...it made the years waiting for that moment worth it all.

Castiel had been a little worried about them working together, praying that their relationship wouldn't interfere...if anything it made it stronger. Dean complimented his work style and rarely ever hit a snag. Castiel even moved into Dean's little flat after a couple of months. Life with his boyfriend was amazing...and now, they were finally here. Opening night of their shared project.

The only thing that made him pause...was what happens after? Will Dean stay? Is Castiel willing to move where Dean wanted to go? Castiel knew even that answer was obvious.

"We have thirty minutes before we have to leave," Dean moaned in his ear, pulling him out of his thoughts. Castiel grinned at him again and pushed his ass back even harder, eliciting a moan from both of them.

"Fuck baby," Dean panted, his hands reaching around to undo Castiel's pants. He gave a breathy laugh as Dean ripped them down along with his boxers, letting them settle at his ankles. A palm met his ass cheek and Cas whimpered.

"Mm, again," Cas panted, a cry escaping his throat when a hand met the other side, his ass tingling pleasantly as nimble fingers rubbed into his sensitive flesh.

"Today is going to be amazing...I can't believe we're here...finally here," Dean whispered, his tone saying so much more than his words. Castiel met his eyes in the mirror and he nodded, a soft smile gracing his lips. Like a switch, Dean's mood suddenly changed and his arms became clinging, his face hiding into the crook of his neck. Cas swallowed hard and reached back to rub Dean's neck comfortingly.

"Shhh...it's ok Dean," Cas cooed, sighing once Dean's body relaxed, his hips pressing back into Cas's. It didn't happen often but there were times when Dean would be overwhelmed...the memory of being so lonely all those years raring back up. Castiel had those moments too...but helping Dean through his near panic attacks calmed his own.

Dean kissed at his neck, his soft breath tickling his hair, "I love you Cas," he whispered as fingers slipped between his ass and rubbing slowly at his hole. Castiel whimpered, his body melting at his touch. He fell forward onto his arms and shuddered.

"I...oh god...I love you too," Castiel moaned, his eyes rolling back again. Dean massaged his hole with his thumb while his other hand reached further around to grip his cock loosely.

His hips jerked between the two pleasures, sucking in a sharp breath when the hand at his ass disappeared. The drawer next to him opened, his mouth becoming instantly dry at the familiar snick of the cap being opened. A very slick finger pressed into him, pushing slowly until his whole finger was inside. The gentle burn only melted into pleasure as another finger pressed into him, stretching against his walls.

"Dean...please," he whimpered pushing his hips back almost roughly against his slowly thrusting fingers. Dean tsked at him, gripping his cock tighter at the base.

"Always so eager," Dean said and Cas could hear the grin that most likely grew on his face. He opened his mouth to retort only to cry out as a third finger joined in, finding his prostate quickly. It was like a flood gate opened and he was writhing sobbing mess, Dean becoming almost relentless with teasing him.

He was just at the brink of orgasm when the fingers disappeared and something much bigger was pressing into him. His mouth watered and he kicked a leg out of his pants to spread them wider. Dean chuckled, a kiss brushing along his shoulder as Cas was split open on his cock. He cried out, struggling to catch his breath once he bottomed out. Every time with Dean was like this...breathtaking and almost too good. His heart was hammering in his chest at the first pointed thrust his lover made, hitting that spot inside him dead on.

"Fuck...faster," Castiel gasped blushing when he caught sight of himself in the mirror. He looked completely debauched as the sweat dribbled down his skin. Dean ground his hips into him, barely pulling out.

"I can never get enough of this Cas...I'll never be able to let you go again," Dean whispered, the promise searing his heart, tearing out a loud sob from Castiel's throat. It was something Dean had said before but for some reason...it hit him so much stronger this time. He dug his fingers into Dean's hair and pulled him closer, his body jerking every time Dean thrust into him almost roughly. His orgasm was building fast, the coil in the pit of his stomach wringing tighter until he was nearly screaming Dean's name, the thrusts coming harder and faster. The push and pull of Dean's cock inside of him becoming almost too much as his body became over sensitive.

He caught Dean's darkened eyes in the mirror and moaned, clenching around him as tightly as he could, "Dean," he growled out. Dean's hips gave a few more jerks, a hand clamping at the back of his neck just before he was crying out. Castiel shuddered as he felt Dean's cum filling him; he licked his dry lips and closed his eyes, basking in the high. Dean pressed against him, his lips lazily kissing at his neck and jaw.

"We need to get going Dean," he said softly, a little hum lilting his words. Dean humphed at him but pulled away slowly. They cleaned themselves up, both needing new pants. Castiel rechecked his suit, sighing at his hair that was even more disheveled.

"You look sexier like this anyway," Dean grinned, pecking the side of his mouth. Castiel rolled his eyes playfully, smacking Dean's ass as he chased him out of the bathroom.

"I give this honor to the two men responsible for this wonderful project being a success; Castiel Novak and Dean Winchester!"

Castiel smiled at Dean as they made their way towards the red ribbon, both of them using the huge scissors to cut the fabric. The crowd of people cheered for them and they waved before scrambling to get out of the way. The center was beautiful and when the lowering sun caught the panes of glass it was absolutely breath taking.

When the party was finally winding down, the two found themselves racing up to the roof, taking in deep breaths as the last rays of light dipped down below the horizon. Castiel leaned into Dean's space, smiling when an arm pulled him in even closer. They were quiet as the sky darkened and the moon slowly took it's place above them. Dean pulled away and Cas started to head for the door when a hand clamped over his wrist.

"Dean?" Castiel questioned, looking up into a very shy smile. Dean bit his lip and leaned down to press their lips together. He felt the slight tremble and Castiel wrapped around him, deepening the kiss. Dean cupped the sides of his face and pulled only a breath away, their lips still touching.

"I love you so much Castiel...ever since high school. I wish I would have told you back then but...would we still be here? As much as I regret not telling you and both of us having to spend those years alone...I wouldn't change it. But...I don't plan on letting another 10 years go by without you knowing...that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. If you'll have me?" Dean whispered...his voice breaking near the end. Castiel's voice locked in his throat, a strangled gasp forcing it's way out when Dean dropped down to one knee, a little black box in his hand. Castiel could feel the tears flowing down his cheeks as he reached out with trembling hands to grab the box.

He opened it and felt his body shake with a sob. The ring wasn't made out of just any metal...it was worn and well worked on and Castiel knew it was a piece of the building they had worked so hard on. Dean had crafted this himself...there were Celtic knots carved into it and was polished until it was smooth to the touch. A small diamond was set in the middle with two sapphires next to it. It was stunning and so unique...and held that special element that only he and Dean would understand.

"Dean..I..." Castiel croaked, the words completely escaping him. Dean's face fell a little bit and Castiel's heart squeezed way to tight making him hunch a little. He tried to tell Dean but the words just wouldn't come. So he settled for crashing his body against Dean's, clinging desperately to him as he kissed all over his face. The tight crease in Dean's face quickly melted and soon he was kissing him back, his fingers digging into his sides.

"I'll take that as a yes then?" Dean huffed out a laugh and Castiel nodded eagerly.

"God yes...Dean...I love you so much," Castiel said tightly, pressing his tear stained face into Dean's shoulder. His now fiance held him close, rocking him gently until he calmed down.

"We'll never be lonely again baby," Dean promised. Castiel smiled, knowing just how true that statement was.

10 years later at their next reunion they emerged from a shared limo, entering the school as business partners...as husbands...and as fathers of a 8 year old little girl they adored so much.