Author's note: All those who are probably reading this, this is my first fic ever! So please do leave kudos or comments if you like this. They are always appreciated and I love to hear from my readers. Constructive criticism is always welcome.

Disclaimer- I do not own Supernatural, because if I did Jo, Ellen and others would still be alive and Destiel would've been canon since Season 4.

Hope you all enjoy!

Dean pushes open the creaking door of the dingy motel room that they were staying at. He is followed by a quite bloody and miserable looking Sam who closes the door and places the duffle bag full of salt canisters and salt bullet guns and rifles besides the three person dining table and flops down on one of the chairs with a grunt.

Dean is in no better shape and if anything, he's more worse for wear. There is a long lean cut above his left eye brow, his bottom lip is bruised and bleeding and his head is throbbing ; his back, sides and ribs ache from where he was thrown and smashed against the wall three times and one time against a window. He kicks his boots and drops down on the bed nearest to the door with a soft thud and a relaxed sigh. He closes his eyes and tries to will away all the disturbing memories of the hunt. It had been a simple salt and burn hunt, which had not be so simple as it was discovered later.

The poltergeist was a little girl of eleven years, whose mother had drowned her in the nearby lake. After her murder, the girl's ghost had felt secluded and betrayed and in a wild frenzy of betrayal and loneliness, she had first killed her mother and then started haunting the mansion near the said lake. Sam and Dean had discovered this only until later, and as young was the ghost girl's age, due to years to pent up seclusion, betrayal, hurt, abandonment, it all led her to become a powerful vengeful spirit. The only thing that had connected her to this world was the necklace that she wore as her own mother had drowned her. Dean had almost been drowned by her when he was searching for it.
The green eyed hunter lets out a pained groan and flips over so he's lying on his stomach and murmurs something inaudible as he buries his face in the pillow."What was that?", Sam asks tiredly from where he is slumped on the wooden chair. When only silence greets him instead of his grumpy big brother, he gets up from his chair with a wince and moves towards his duffle bag. Grabbing a set of clothes which are fresh and not drenched in dirt and blood, the youngest Winchester looks again at his older brother who still has his face buried in the pillow.

"I'm gonna take the shower first." , he calls over his shoulder as he heads over to the bathroom.
"You better not use up all the hot water bitch!"Dean grumbled in a loud voice as he flips on his back.
"I don't. Besides that was you last time, jerk. Be careful that's my bed you're lying on, I don't want blood or any other gross things on it dude, seriously get off!"
"Don't you have to shower? You stink bitch.", His tone is mocking as he clearly ignores his brother's request.
"Shut up jerk." Sam rebuts back.

After their usual banter, Sam rolls his eyes and disappears in the bathroom. As soon as he hears the sound of running water, Dean opens his eyes and sits up with a pained groan. He clears his throat, "Cass buddy come here."

Only silence greets him.

Dean lets out a low amused whistle and closes his eyes and his tone is too formal and teasing to be a prayer,"Okay, here it goes. My Castiel who arts on Earth busy sulking on a rock and smiting spiders, could you please bring your feathery ass to the motel room ASAP? I kinda need you here sparkles." A soft rustling sound fills the room causing Dean to open his eyes only to be met by blazing blue orbs and a stiff looking angel clearly glaring daggers at the hunter from where he is leaning against the wall, hands in the pockets of his trademark tan trenchcoat.

"Hello Dean", he said gravelly voice void of any emotion but his jaw is clenched as his gaze scans the blonde and his shifts uncomfortably under the scrutiny of the intense gaze." I see you're not being careful on hunts. What was it this time, a werewolf or a ghost? Or was it simply you being reckless again?"
"It was the ghost of a young girl. Stop being a drama queen for no reason, Cass. I am fine, besides don't you have some business to care of?" Dean replied irritated glaring daggers at the angel. He really didn't want the said angel to leave him, but a part of him that couldn't tolerate to be put down was acting out at the , he was too tired, hurt and messed up from his recent hunt to argue and fuel things further up with the angel. Last night was perhaps the epitome of all screaming and hurtful words that they both had hurled at each other in a wave of misery and misunderstandings coupled with denial...on Dean's part anyway. He didn't want to repeat it all tonight and just wanted it all to end so he could rest. But a peaceful and a much welcoming sleep was far from Dean's reach without the angel by his side.
Wait...where is his mind going?!

Castiel pushes himself off the wall and with each deliberately determined stride comes closer to the green eyed hunter as he says, "Don't forget Dean that you are the one who called me in the first place. You are the one who needs to be saved every time you mess up a hunt and endanger yours and your brother's lives. This is the third time in a week you're injured and nearly on the brink of death all because of your reckless immaturity. If I wasn't there just in time to as you say 'save your sorry ass' you would be nothing but a dead body Dean Winchester. So..."

Dean smiles at the way his angel had picked up those words. His smile falters...wait, since when Castiel is his angel?! He blames all these musings to his lack of sleep. He doesn't have time for internal battles though, because the said angel is standing a mere inches from him looking thunderous. Oh Crap, he thinks.

"Don't. You . Dare . Insult . Me ." By this time the raven haired angel is glaring murder below at Dean who is sitting on the bed looking fractionally equal parts of horrified and irritated. The room feels uncomfortable as it now heavy with unrequited tension and it does nothing to help Dean who is mentally balking at Cass.
He opens his mouth to say something probably stupid that will add fuel to the raging flames but thankfully Castiel beats him to it," Is this why you keep calling me? To do nothing but heal your injuries or to clear up your messes? Am I nothing more than a weapon to you, Dean? Did our profound bond ever matter to you?Anwer me Dean, what am I to you?" He finishes with a heated tone dripping with anger and hurt as he looked right into Dean's shocked green orbs.

The said hunter stares into the blue orbs of his friend, which usually sparkled with confidence and affection along with the ethereal spark, reminding him that the scrawny man in front of him is a very powerful angel who is undoubtedly billions of years old and an ancient being. But right then and there he looked so human, so vulnerable, as his searching eyes were cloudy with deep hurt and face doubled with anger instead of his cool and calm composure and now radiating indifference in waves.

Dean feels a pang of regret clawing in his chest.

"No Cass, this isn't what it looks like. Buddy I called you here to fix whatever happened between us. I can't lose you man, you're important to me.", His voice is gentle and smooth with an emotional edge, green eyes desperate.

The angel leans forward and puts an arm on the side of Dean's head, palm gripping the headboard tightly and doesn't miss the way his hunter's breath hitches and eyes widen ever so slightly at the close proximity. The reaction from his human gives Castiel a tiny sense of satisfaction. He lets a bitter and humorless laugh escape him at the irony of the situation: just a day before he was the one doing the convincing work, but today it is the hunter who is running after him, to make him understand.

His voice is still in flow with his bitter laughter, "Really Dean? Because I can think of the times where I was nothing but a tool to be used by you whenever you needed. Remind me Dean, wasn't it just yesterday that you had made it very clear that our relationship and I am not significant to you, in your 'straight' lifestyle. That you had nothing to do with me? That I was just another 'no strings attached' experiment for you? Tell me Dean.". Him using air quotes for the 'straight' and 'no strings' part that would have had Dean being amused and affectionate but the heat of the situation only made dread and regret drench the hunter's insides.
He can't let his angel suffer, internalized denial flies out of the window and his system.

He has screwed up big. He has to fix this.
He reaches up and tentatively but firmly cups Castiel's cheek and breathes out a relieved sigh when the angel doesn't flinches or punches him. If anything the angel's blue gaze softens a bit and and he tilts his head and leans into the hunter's touch.

" Cass, you are the best thing that had happened to me, like ever. I need you in my life, my hetero and womanizer image be damned. You are the most important person in my life besides Sam and Charlie, I've lost many others and it would kill me if you walk away too. I need you Cass, please.", Dean said his voice gruff with intense emotions.
Castiel stares at him for a moment still processing and then surges forward and smashes his lips against the now surprised and off guard hunter's ones. He kisses him with a heated ferocity that sends Dean to the edge. He licks at the hunter's lips asking for entrance which the latter quickly grants him. The angel tilts his face and deepens the kiss. He wraps an arm around the hunter's shoulder and pushes him down roughly on the bed, with the raven haired being topping him, encompassing his body completely despite their height, shape and other differences, they still manage to be one.

Dean lands on the bed with a muffled ''oof'' which is quickly swallowed by the angel who is practically kissing him with the hunger and ferocity of a human finding a source of water in the desert after days of unquenched thirst.

They part away, still sharing the air between them. Sapphire met emerald and suddenly everything seemed to angel and hunter were lost in each other's stance and essence.

"Cass.." Dean mumbled against the angel's lips,green eyes full of want, longing and...love as they search the cerulean orbs of his best friend or lover?
Just the simple nickname is enough for Castiel to get the message as his eyes darken with desire and then without any delay, he is closing the gap and crushing his mouth against the older Winchester's in an open mouthed kiss full of heated passion and the unspoken but unconditional love shared by the two.
The angel crushes his mouth harder against Dean's, seeming to not get enough of the hunter. His hands leave the green eyed hunter's face and trail along his clothed sides to grip at his hips in a tight grasp.

Dean lets out a pained gasp and Castiel pulls away and sits back, his lips bloodied. Dean mentally whines at the loss of warmth and connection. The hunter knows that the sight of Castiel's lips coated in blood should not look hot and be a major turn on, but still...
Only when he licks his lips, he registers that the blood is his own and that his hips and ribs ache from the hunt. He looks up to see the angel's blue orbs are filled with worry with underlying lust from their previous encounter, his brows furrowed with concern and it makes his insides melt in a warm fuzzy feeling. Love, he realises as he gazes into his angel's eyes.

The raven haired angel sits back, his blue orbs heavy with remorse as he peers down at the hunter and removes his palm quickly from the hunter's forehead and fists it by his side, like as if his mere touch would break the hunter. He says quietly," Dean forgive me I was not thinking hurting you was not my intention..."
Dean rubs his temple and sits up and mutters,"Cass..." But that falls on deaf ears as the said angel is busy rambling out a string of apologies from still blood coated lips, and a kicked puppy expression on full force," I am sorry Dean, I think I should probably le-" he doesn't gets a chance to finish as the hunter plants his lips against the shocked angel's and licks off the blood on the angel's lips as he pulls away and touches their foreheads together. "Cass you naive idiot stop being sorry coz if anynybody should be apologising its gonna be me, okay? Don't you dare fucking leave me! I wanna make up to you. Let me show you feathers. "

With that Dean carefully pushes down a still rigid looking Castiel on the bed and captures his lips in a slow but intense kiss.
This breaks Castiel's shocked stance as he returns Dean's kiss with an equally deep of his hands pull Dean more closer to him by the lapels of his jacket. While the other grabs the hunter's neck, making it impossible for the hunter to pull away.

Dean makes a muffled happy sound against Castiel's lips. The angel tastes of rain, earth and if possible he tastes clean and of ozone. The angelic essence drives Dean crazy as he's overwhelmed with desire. The hunter in lust drunken frenzy rolls his hips down and grinds his clothed bulge against Castiel's.
The angel's hold loosens on Dean and they pull away from the liplock panting as a jolt of electricity bursts through them at just a grind of their clad erections.
" You felt ..it too?", Dean pants out looking down at the angel's black lust hooded eyes with the baby blues of his irises no longer visible.
Castiel nods gravely before he growls ,"Dean" and pushes upwards and assaults Dean's mouth, bites down at his bottom lip and pulls the hunter closer who eagerly returns the kiss.
The angel's hands sneak down and grab the hunter's denim clad ass and pull his hips down to grind against his.

Dean lets out moan which is swallowed by Castiel's hungry mouth. He then pulls away from the lack of much needed oxygen and as soon as he sees their and especially Castiel's clothed state, he grips the angle's blue tie and pulls it with a growl,"Too many layers dude".

Just as he was about to rid the offending article, he is flipped on his back with the said angel now hovering on the top him looking feral with eyes cloudy with lust and desire.

Annoyance crosses over Dean's expression as he is under Castiel and hindered in his task of removing the stupid tie.

"These need to come off now." growled Castiel tugging harshly at Dean's leather jacket. The hunter glares at the blue eyed angel and opens his mouth to say something snarky but his words are reduced to a needy moan when Castiel latches his lips on Dean's neck. Pulling down the collar of his shirt, Castiel starts kissing the area with an animalistic hunger and then without warning bites down sharply drawing out a choked gasp and heaving breaths from the hunter who shook a bit in excitement induced pleasure. Dean responds by gripping at the angel's raven locks and stroking them gently despite his fingers trembling from pleasure.

Castiel then proceeds to suck at the tender area almost apologetically before leaving a trail of fresh hickeys down his lover's neck. Dean tilts his head back giving the angel more access and then grits out,"Angel, you a vampire or what?" Only to be greeted by a deep chuckle that sounds pure and a delirious melody to Dean's mind even when he's fogged with lust or ...not.
As the angel continues nuzzling down Dean's throat the fabric of the shirt and undertop come of as a huge obstacle. He stops suddenly and lifts his head making an impatient sound and before the green eyed hunter can even blink; tears off his button up and the under shirt with buttons flying everywhere. Dean protests with a high pitched, "Cass dude what the-" which is reduced to a needy moan as Castiel latches his lips to a nipple and swirls his tongue and sucks at the bud. Dean's protest sounded more like a whine really.
The angel uses one hand to twist and rub gently at the other nipple elicting a gasp and a "Cass" from Dean who throws his head back in ecstacy. The hunter buries his hands in the angel's hair and tugs at blue eyed angel's other hand snakes down as he teasingly touches Dean's toned and smooth torso and then stops at the denim clad bulge in Dean's pants to boldly cup the hunter who bucks his hips at the hand. The touch felt satisfying but it only did to drive up his lust.

He removes his lips from the bud to attach his mouth to the other one as he rubs the still hardened and tortured one. He shifts his lower body mid sucking and aligns his body against the hunter's and then pushes the hunter's legs apart who eagerly spreads them and allows the angel to settle in between them. Castiel grazes his teeth lightly over the sensitive bud causing Dean to let out a needy high pitched whine and arch his back giving Castiel a better access. Damn, Dean thought he knows the places where he is most sensitive and is steadily teasing him. That bastard!

Castiel then removes his mouth from the still aching bud and looks intensely into Dean's eyes and snaps his fingers and all their clothes vanish and their naked skin comes in direct contact. The touch of skin against skin was gratifying but not enough.

Dean glares at the angel,"Cass, if you had your friggin' mojo then why did you tear off my favorite shirt? "

Castiel raises an eyebrow looking amused as he says,"Those were a huge obstacle Dean besides I didn't wish to waste any more time in unnecessary things. I'll get you a new one, promise. "

With that he leans down and passionately kisses Dean effectively shutting up the hunter and swallowing all the latter's grumbling.

Tongues battle and swirl against each other searching for the essence of the other that neither of them seem to get thoroughly. Dean runs his palms up and down Castiel's toned and lean back and pulls the angel more closer who happily obliges with a jolly hum against Dean's mouth.

Castiel hums in happiness at the familiar and comforting smell of leather, car oil mixed with salty tang of sweat and whiskey while the hunter's mouth tasted of mint and whiskey. His charge had changed his life so much. In just a span of nine years, the hunter had become the reason d'etra of his life and his haven. He allows himself to relax and breathe in his hunter's scent.

The haste and desperation from earlier melts into slow love making. The angel clamps a hand down on the blonde's shoulder: right at the area where he had seared the mark on the human's flawless skin from where he had rescued the hunter from the ravages of hell. It surges an unknown but intense electric feeling to flow in both of them as they shake a bit from the jolt. Dean breaks away from the kiss and asks still in the euphoria of the jolt ,"Wh-what was that?" green eyes wide.
But instead of answering the hunter right away, he takes in the sight of the hunter: lips red and swollen and bitten from kissing, throat and neck having a trail of hickeys and legs spread wide.

Leaning down he tightens his grasp on his shoulder possessively and licks at the humter's lips and growls,"You belong to me, Dean Winchester. " Dean nods in agreement and lets out a grunt. But this is not enough for the angel who bites harshly at Dean's lips and then proceeds to lick and bite at his shoulder and clavicle. His other hand tweaks and pinches his nipples causing Dean to a loud,"Cass, please!" With each kiss and a twist he punctuates his words in a deep gravelly voice against Dean's skin,"Say it Dean. You . Are. Mine."

Dean arches his back as he is writhing with pleasure, he grabs the angel by his hair and pulls him into a short but deep kiss and then upon parting he looks at Castiel square in the eye before he says in a voice hoarse from pleasure and arousal,"Cass, I've always been yours since the time you raised me from hell." and then pecks the angel's lips and cheeks and smiles against his lips as the angel's shoulders relax.

Castiel breaks away and trails kisses down the hunter's throat, chest and teases slightly at a nipple before licking his navel, while a hand sneaks down to grab the hunter's hard on and gives a firm stroke releasing a much needed tension. But it only increases the need to release. "Oh my God, Cass! ", Dean groaned loudly his eyes rolling back with pleasure.

Castiel smirks against the blonde's flat stomach and smugly murmurs, "Not quite Dean" and promptly increased his pace bringing the hunter to the very edge of exploding.
Dean whines loudly and breathlessly mutters,"Ugh, Cass want you.".Castiel stops stroking the hunter's shaft eliciting a protesting sound from Dean and reaches up to nip at Dean's stomach his gravelly voice husky,"Tell me what you want, Dean and I shall give it to you"

Dean bites back a moan at that. Then he seems to remember breathing is a necessity and looks down at Castiel, "W-want you , Cass."

Castiel just smiles and bites at Dean's torso before he replies,"Be more specific, Dean."

Dean slumps against the pillow his nails digging at the angel's shoulder as he murmurs,"Want you inside me."

Castiel grounds his hips down causing them both to groan as their naked erections touch and create an amazing friction that leaves them wanting more. The angel withdraws away causing Dean to whine as cold air hits him at the sudden loss of warm intimacy.

Castiel looks at Dean right in the eye as he speaks seriously, "Are you sure, Dean you want this? We have no lube but that can be managed...just that I don't want to hurt you." Dean sits up and kisses him quickly but reassuringly and joins their foreheads and whispers,"I trust you, Cass to not hurt me."he smiles and abruptly pulls away and collapses on his stomach and twisting his head at the shocked looking angel he encourages loudly, "C'mon Cass, don't just sit there and look pretty, fuck me already man I am dying of blue balls here!"
The angel himself was spotting a hard on and then he gently placed two pillows under the hunter's stomach and leans down so that he fully covers the hunter and then his lips trace the pattern of scars along Dean's shoulder and he inserts his forefinger in the hunter's puckered hole and then another, scissoring him.
Dean hisses at the burning sensation and relaxed slightly as his lover kissed his neck and shoulder and then soothingly whisperes,"Its okay, I've got you Dean."
Two fingers are soon joined by two more until Castiel is knuckle deep inside the hunter and finger fucks him slowly while kissing and biting at the skin available to him. He reaches up and captures the hunter's lips in a slow kiss, his arm snakes down under the blonde's stomach while the other guides his erection to the hunter's hole.

They both groan against each other's mouth at the long awaited pleasure as Castiel slowly pushes in before moving out and slamming back in, he continues to thrust at a slow gentle pace letting Dean get used to having his dick inside him. "Oh, Dean!" the angel breathlessly moaned upon relieving the pressure building in his dick.
Dean bucks his hips wanting more which the angel gladly gives him as he thrusts harder and tightens the arm around the hunter and hoists them up a bit. Castiel rams against the hunter's prostrate causing him to let out a loud moan as he arches his back with pleasure.
He uses his hand to give Dean's hard shaft firm strokes. They both feel their orgasms building and know they wouldn't last longer. "Fuck, Cass!" , Dean hisses loudly voice quivering as intense waves of pleasure wash him.

"Isn't that what we're currently doing?", Castiel deadpans breathlessly against the hunter as he kisses his cheek.
Dean mock glares but it is replaced by a look of pleasure as Castiel keeps ramming against his prostrate. The angel pulls the green eyed hunter against his chest and growls,"You're mine Dean, no one is allowed to see you like this but me, MINE!", as if to emphasize his point he tightens his arm possessively against Dean's stomach and even clamps a hand on the handprint on Dean's shoulder fingers fitting perfectly and then he with one final hard thrust against Dean's protrate he is cumming inside Dean while the hunter too spills his seed on the motel bedsheet.

Castiel stifles his cry as he sinks his teeth in Dean's shoulder just as few light bulbs explode in the entire motel but thankfully just one shatteres in their room. White clouds the hunter's vision as sparks rattle through both their bodies. The heated and powerful orgasm renders Dean boneless as he collapses with Castiel's teeth still in Dean's shoulder. Both lay boneless and panting and sweaty on the bed. Castiel's dick softens but he doesn't make an attempt to pull away. Dean twists his neck and lazily wraps an arm around his angel as best as he can given his awkward position and kisses the angel softly. Both their cheeks are flushed crimson from their recent love making.

Dean looks at his angel with gentle observing eyes full of love: the seraph's cheek are pink,lips thick and red from all the kissing and biting, mop of black hair sticking out in all places making him look somewhere between an adorable puppy and a sex God, cerulean orbs wide but gentle with an unknown softness.
Dean just knows this moment is his now or never, before his mind can chicken out, he blurts,"Cass, I...I love you."
Sapphire met emerald as a smile graces Castiel's lips and his eyes sparkle with...affection? Both are enraptured by the serene haven of each other's essence.
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hey don't hear the water go off in the bathroom.

Or the lights that go off after a tiny shatter sound.

Or the panicked shriek that accompanied these events or the shout of the hunter's name that followed.

And they certainly, are not prepared for the events that will put a pause to their heavenly bliss.

The angel's leans in and brushes his lips lightly against the hunter as he speaks,"Dean, I-"

The bathroom door bursts open.

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Sam turns off the shower and leans his head on the tiled wall. Then suddenly the light bulb explodes and the bathroom darkens causing the youngest Winchester to jump in fright and let out a loud shriek. He quickly puts on his clothes, and practically breaks down the door in his haste. He fumbles with the doorknob and screams panicked,"Dean the lights went-OH MY GOD!"

He literally shouts at the last part eyes wide with utter disbelief as he shields them with his hands and his whole body paralyzed due to the sight of his very naked big brother and their angel friend tangled on cum soaked sheets in their post sex glory.
Dean too looks at his little brother first in shock and then recovers quickly and is then he his ass pulls away from the angel's softened dick with a wet 'pop' causing them both to hiss. Castiel looks at him and then snaps his fingers and then they're fully clothed, he shoots the blue eyed seraph a grateful look who just nods. Thank God, atleast someone is sensible.

Awkward silence heavy with heated embarrassment hangs in the room.
"WHAT THE FUCK SAM?! LEARN TO FUCKING KNOCK YOU IDIOT!", Dean screams back looking furious as he glares daggers at Sam.

Sam peeks and then uncovers his eyes,"Knock?!Dean, I was in the bathroom for fuck's sake. I thought for a second you were gonna die or something! But no, I find you here going at it on...wait, DID YOU GUYS SCREW ON MY BED?!", Sam screams looking horrified, disgusted and exasperated.

Dean huffed and stood up with a grimace, damn he won't be able to walk straight for few days. He retorts back furiously,"So what, Sam? That doesn't give you the license to waltz in when we were in the middle of very important things, you massive cock blocking moose!"

Sam's face softened seeing the stormy look in his older brother's eyes. He holds up a placating palm to make things easier and says gently, almost apologetic, "Look I am happy that you guys finally got over your UST crap, because the sexual tension between you two made me sexually frustrated!Especially all those happy noises you made while dreaming of-Ouch, Dean!", now he's wearing a scowl on his face as rubs his sore arm where Dean punched him.

"Happy noises?!" , Dean yells blushing furiously at Sam.

Castiel ever the silent spectator raises an eyebrow, blue eyes twinkling with amusement.

" Seriously Sammantha? First your gigantic ass pokes when I was having a sexy time screwing my..." Sam looks like he's about to roll on the ground laughing, and so he continues more heatedly with a glare. "... then you go around yelling to the world about things which I never did!"

"Quit being a baby, Dean! Stop being in denial and pissy because hello, jerk first you were bottom one..", he smirks at Dean's crimson colored face, "and second no amount of brain bleach will erase what I saw, seriously Dean have some sense to screw in private, I am happy for you guys, really I am glad you both got over the UST, but I do not need to see that!"

Dean shuffles awkwardly but maintains his 'I will gank you if you don't shut your piehole' glare which is met by his little brother's bitch face#36'Quit being an overgrown toddler' and leans against the kitchenette. Castiel is busy staring at the said hunter with a blank face.

Sam shifts his gaze between the two and his eyebrows shoot up when realisation dawns on him,"Wait, I didn't interrupt something important besides you know...did I?", he trails off making frantic hand gestures to illustrate his point.

Confusion only escalates further as Dean snarks, " Yes, Mr Captain Obvious!", and at the same time Castiel replies,"Its fine, Sam."
The hunter shoots Castiel a look which Sam has trouble understanding. His eyes catch something and he barks out a laugh and taunts,"Are those hickeys, Dean? Never knew you loved to be bitten."

Dean blushes a good shade of crimson but he has a far off look on his face and he smiles ever so slightly that gives Sam suspicious vibes. He then mutters ,"Can it, bitch!" and then disappears into the bathroom with a hard slam.

Sam rolls his eyes and nods a good night at Castiel before he grabs his stuff and goes out to book another room.

Nobody but Castiel the salient and silent observer saw Dean grab a tube of toothpaste and a tin of yogurt.

Author's note: I hope you people had fun!That was also my first time writing a smut *blushes and hides in a bush* If you have questions, comments or concerns, don't hesitate to tell me. You can either leave me a private message or email me. (my email ID is in my profile). The next and last chapter will be uploaded soon! :D