POV: Dean / Cas
November 28, 2003
I thought that I could have taken today off as well, but nope. An emergency repair on a classic had come in Wednesday afternoon, they wanted me to do it and I told them I would today. So, I had gotten up and dressed and left before Cas even emerged from his turkey coma.
Thanksgiving had been yesterday at my parents and for the most part, the holiday was perfect. Our parents got to meet, our siblings got to meet. It had been a good day. That was, until I’d checked my email when we got back here. I didn’t even know how to tell Cas or anyone else.
Insurance would only pay for damage done to the garage itself, which was barely any at all. Apparently in all of our checks we didn’t bother to check the insurance policy to make sure it covered both the garages and the personal space. To make matters worse the county had also mailed a letter and the structure was now behind on codes and would have to be brought up.
I’d lost my home, most of my things, and the garage in one blow. I wasn’t sure that I could afford to repair the building as it was before or not. The garage would be fine but I wouldn’t have a home.
So, maybe working today was good after all, since I could vent my frustrations in car repairs. The repair itself wasn’t major; they just had to have the car this weekend for a show. They were scheduled to come in at two to pick it up but I was done right before noon. I checked work emails and messages and was considering lunch when I heard the front door bell. There couldn’t be many people because that door was locked.
“Dean?”
It was Castiel’s voice and I wasn’t expecting him nor had I seen anyone drive up. His car wasn’t even in the parking lot.
“I’m in the office.”
A few moments later he was coming into the room and fuck my life! He had a pair of my overalls on again; he fucking knew how hot he looked to me in those! He had a pizza box in one hand and a bag with soda in the other one, but my eyes were glued to him.
“You didn’t drive...”
He chuckled. “No. I didn’t, Sasha dropped me off. I was planning to come with you anyway, but someone left without me.”
“Sunshine I would have never gotten it done with you here in that suit.”
“But, you are done right?”
“Yes. They’ll be here at two.”
“Good, let’s eat.”
He sat down across from me and dished out pizza and soda which tasted amazing but my eyes kept lingering on that outfit, specifically the top button. The outfit fit him pretty well and even more now that he didn’t have a cast, which was removed this past Tuesday. It was tight in the right places but a bit too long in the legs. We finished eating.
“You knew I’d be back by three.”
He hummed and nodded. “I did. You want to show me the car?
“I see you came for the car.”
He smiled but we got rid of the paper plates and then headed to the garage. I’d parked Baby inside too. He did ask about the repair I had to do which required me to open the hood and lean over to point out the piece.
But, he didn’t lean over with me and a few moments after I pointed out the piece I felt him behind me, his thighs practically against mine. I felt the slight shiver which got worse when his fingertips grazed across an exposed area of my back.
“Mmm…you know the lace ones drive me insane.”
I could feel his fingers linger across my back, trailing lightly on the lace panties I’d slipped on this morning. I’d been hoping maybe to get some action this afternoon.
“Cas…”
“Why don’t you show me Baby’s engine?”
Well, that was a request I would gladly do, so I closed this one and moved to Baby, letting him follow. Of course the one thing he specifically wanted me to point out was in the back, which required me to lean over. When I went to raise up, his hand stopped me.
“Cas..?”
“You look so hot in these and all I can see is this little piece here.”
I could feel the heat rise in my face but the next time he was against me, I could feel how hard he was. Fuck! I wanted so badly to just tell him to fuck me. But he must have had some clue because I felt his hands move around my waist and right to the button.
“Ca..Ca..Castiel?
He didn’t even reply, just undid my pants and then his hands were sliding them off, his fingernails nipping my hips and legs lightly as he pulled them down.
“Castiel! They could come get their car at any moment.”
Holy shit! He was stripping me down in the middle of the damn garage!
“You said two; it’s not even one yet.”
Dammit! He also knew these people and knew they were never on time. The cooler air circling my hips was a bit weird, but not unwelcome.
“I knew green would be a fabulous color against your skin tone. They’re fucking perfect.”
His hands trailed up my legs, tracing the fabric around my hips and over my ass. The next time he pressed against me I could feel him and without pants I could feel so much more.
“Fuck Cas, you’re driving me crazy!”
“Maybe that was the plan..”
His hands were just roaming, mostly over my ass, which is why I gasped when his hand landed on my left cheek. It really hadn’t hurt and it faded so fast it was like he never even did it, but of course the second or third time was leaving a more reminder. I dropped my head onto the hood. The hood was cool and felt good against my heated skin.
He was fucking teasing me and he knew it! But when he got the waistband and they began to move I wondered what he was going to do. He moved them down far enough in his opinion but then I could feel the fabric of his clothes and god dammit! This was torture!
“You want to stay here or move?”
“Here.”
There was no way in hell I was moving right now, not with my ass exposed.
“I was hoping you’d say that.”
He moved away but it wasn’t long before his hand came back down, lighter this time.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d say you really like this.”
I could only nod and I heard a chuckle as his hand came back down and I just moaned. I felt his hand move around and fuck I was so glad when his hand wrapped around my cock and began to move slowly. I started to move but a quick hand to my back stopped me.
The way his hand moved down my length felt amazing. Maybe it was also the setting. I didn’t even question when fingers moved across my ass. I was already on cloud nine when his hand moved away, I groaned.
“Cas…” I whined.
“Patience. I won’t leave you hanging.”
I could hear him moving but my mind was a little hazy at the moment. I was just glad his hand returned to my cock because I didn’t want to be caught this way! His strokes were slow and steady with the occasional thumb over the head.
I jerked a bit though when cool liquid hit the top of my crack, I wasn’t expecting it. I also didn’t expect his fingertips when they moved the cool liquid down. There was no way I was going to complain or stop him! Not even when they passed over my hole or moved around it.
“Fuck Castiel…”
I guess he used that as encouragement because a moment later one finger was probing and then pushing into me. My head dropped hard onto the hood as the sensations cascaded across me.
“Dean? Are you okay?”
I hummed. “Yes.”
I heard the very slight shake in my voice, but that didn’t stop him. His hand worked slowly and so did the finger, working in a slow pace before he curled his finger and I about lost it then. I couldn’t hold back sounds and they weren’t muffled at all in here. He kept on curling his finger every now and then and the more he did the more I wanted. I could feel myself bucking against his hand. It was a very well timed curl of the finger that sent me over the edge, I was sure Baby would need to be wiped down.
I wanted so badly to complain when he removed his finger, dammit I wanted more! Where the rags came from I didn’t know, but I could feel him wiping me off. Yet, he stopped me from rising up.
“Impatient. Give me just a moment to finish cleaning you up.”
I laid my head down and just breathed as he cleaned me up, then fixed my clothes. Adjusting the panties just so before he pulled the pants back up. I had to rise up to get them buttoned and I swayed a bit and he caught me, held me close. My chest against his chest felt comforting.
“You okay?”
“Yeah, I think I got up too quickly.”
He held me and rubbed my back for a few moments.
“What about you?”
“You don’t have time and it’s okay. There’s all afternoon.”
Ten minutes after that they showed up to get their car. I handled their payment and then headed to get the car, I realized then that Baby was clean. He must have done that too and now if I could just convince him to do other things when we got home…
When they were gone I went to find Cas, who was sitting in my office, relaxed in that outfit and fuck I wanted to take him right here, right now.
“You ready?”
“I was just waiting for you.” His face scrunched up in his thinking pose. “I was thinking of pasta for dinner but I don’t have bow tie pasta. Do we pass a store on the way that would have it?”
“Not on the way but we can detour slightly.”
I went to get my keys and when I turned around he was right behind me. He leaned in and gave me a kiss.
“I’m sorry if I overstepped.”
I cut him off with a kiss. “You didn’t overstep anything, Sunshine, far far from it. Now, let’s get to the store.”
I wanted the trip to be quick but of course he had to get other things. When we did get home I gave him just enough time to get the cold items where they belonged and then I pinned him in the corner of the kitchen.
“Dean..”
I pressed my finger to his lips. “No arguments. You know what this suit does to me, you knew it before you ever wore it and I know you wanted more.”
“Shower?”
I was startled at the sudden request for a shower. “You want to shower now?”
“Yes…” he leaned in. “Preferably with you.”
I looked at him for several moments and finally got the belt loops on the outfit and walked him to the bathroom. His shower would accommodate both of us easily, unlike mine at the garage. I took my damn time taking the overalls off, not that he wore anything under them.
“So…mean. You know you wanted more.”
He just let me guide this which was refreshing, but I had more in mind than hand jobs for him. I’d never not want to return favors and well, the tub wasn’t that bad on my knees. He insisted on fixing dinner after that and I helped where I could. We ate in the kitchen and I was planning a good movie and then maybe I’d drag him back to bed. We both cleaned up but as I was finishing the last of the plates I saw his hands land on either side of me on the counter, followed by his lips on my neck.
“I thought it was the body wash but this scent is all you. Spice and earthy, it’s heaven.”
I closed the cabinet and looked back at him. “Like your cinnamon and vanilla scent.”
I could feel his lips along my neck and every few moments I felt teeth graze across my skin. Well, if this was his plan then fuck the movie. I’d definitely take this.
He closed the small gap between us and forced me against the counter, his teeth grazing skin a little more.
“I rather like this side of you.”
“I thought you would.”
His lips seem to land on my skin every several seconds, working their way across my neck and occasionally I’d feel teeth on the sides. I felt his lips just behind my ear.
“I have some questions and your answers determine how our night goes.”
“O..Okay.”
I wasn’t sure what kind of questions he could be asking. But he slowly made his way across my neck again before a slight nip to my ear.
“Did you like being bent over your car?”
“Yes.”
Again his lips moved to the other side, a careful lick just above the right ear.
“Did you enjoy painting the hood of Baby with your come?”
“Yes, so much yes.”
He giggled a bit and moved back to the left, fuck I wish he’d bend me over right here.
“Did you enjoy having my finger in you?”
“Hell yes.”
I took that moment to turn around, which surprised him, but didn’t seem to deter him. He didn’t stop me from kissing him; he just crowded more into my space. I felt his hand slide onto my ass as he moved to my neck and that was definitely a bite which caused a moan.
“The biggest question…” He nipped my ear and I swear his voice lowered even more. “Do you still want to be fucked until you can’t breathe?”
My brain short circuited for a few minutes, I didn’t even know he had heard that. I felt a soft kiss to my lips which brought me back and he was still here, waiting.
“How did you…?”
The corners of his mouth raised some. “I heard you tell Sasha, I was coming into the room but stopped. You haven’t answered the question.”
“Are you…serious?”
“Yes. Is that what you want? To be fucked until you can’t breathe.”
“Fuck yes.”
I honestly didn’t even care how he wanted to do that, I just wanted it! He pulled me closer and damn that was a kiss!
*Cas*
I’d been hoping his answer to my question had been yes, but I wasn’t sure. I planned for both a yes and no answer. I could already feel him against me and I was certain he did too. But I had to kiss him for the yes answer. My plans all occurred in the bedroom, but it had dawned on me that was pretty vanilla. So, once my brain caught up to the moment my hands moved to his hips and began to nudge him toward the living room.
He just seemed to want to strip us both within that few feet and well, I wanted a bit slower but I guess as far as getting us out of the clothes it was fine.
So, I let him strip me down and then I got rid of the two articles he had on.
“Planning ahead?”
“Maybe it was on my mind when I got dressed.”
He maneuvered us toward the sofa and I had intended on just him again, but he wasn’t having that. It was my ass that landed on the sofa and then he was climbing into my lap, making damn sure our cocks touched somehow.
“Tease.” I said.
He just smirked and went after my neck, and okay, this was better. I didn’t want to hold off too long and then not be able to last long enough later. He ground our hips together as he moved and I moved my hands to his ass. I was a bit nervous about my plans, it was something I hadn’t done. His kisses and light bites were good distractions and when he slid out of my lap that was even better.
I let my hand play with his hair and relished the fact his tongue felt so good on my dick. Fuck. He started to stop when I was fairly close.
“Don’t.”
“Sure?”
“All night…I’m sure.”
I swore his eyes glittered at that and he didn’t even bother to tease just went for the kill and I had to admit him swallowing everything I gave was a huge fucking turn on. He was already moving back into my lap before I could catch him, but it was okay. I needed a moment anyway and it gave me a chance to plant kisses all over his face and neck, to reach the nipples that desperately wanted some attention. I could even get my hands on that cock and start working him up, but not too quickly.
It gave me time to recover some and he was breathless and with this gorgeous flushed color to his skin. Only then did I have him stand up, he seemed confused until I slid to the edge of the sofa and then gently turned him around, allowing me to place dozens of kisses over his ass.
“Cas?” His voice was raspy and low.
“Bend over.” I tried to make it sound authoritative and it must have because he followed, placing his hands flat on the coffee table in front of him. That was the best fucking view I could ever have asked for. I moved my hands to his hips and let them run over his ass, run over the sac before me and even massage a bit, my left hand went down the shaft slowly. It was enough to draw out a moan for sure but I knew I had to move on.
I was nervous he wouldn’t like this; nervous he would flip out, because I didn’t know every detail of what he and Sasha did. So, while my left hand slowly moved on his shaft and my right hand holding him steady I leaned forward and placed a few tentative licks to the space just behind the balls and I felt him shudder some. He hadn’t complained so I moved on, letting my tongue flatten and drag from that spot up as far as I could in this position.
I heard the moan and I felt him push back slightly, so I repeated the action. Savoring the musky smell that I knew to be his natural smell, after the third time I made it slower. Knowing he seemed to want this made it less nerve wracking. I kept my left hand going slow and with light pressure.
“Fuck Cas…”
I let my tongue flick around his fluttering hole, before gently putting pressure and I could hear the moans falling from his lips. I kept on working him up, alternating the pressure and even spelling my name with the tip of my tongue but I could feel his thighs shaking under my hands. Yet, when I pulled away I heard the whine.
“Casssstieeeelll…why are you stopping?”
“Just moving you, come on.”
I got up and for several moments just kissed his shoulders and neck before I turned him around. I was a little shocked he kissed me. I lowered him down onto the edge of the sofa and then laid him back. For a moment I kissed him and then around his neck and shoulders, going back to the nipples then back down. I felt his hands curl into my hair and damn that felt good to me.
I put a little focus on his cock now, licking the underside and driving him just a little closer.
“Cas…I need…Fuck.”
I moved down, taking a few minutes to lick and suck on the sac and fuck I could already feel myself getting hard again. I moved down again and yep that was the sounds I wanted to hear, breathless and needy. I didn’t stop him when he used his own hand; instead I used saliva to let my finger slide into him drawing out a deep rumbling groan.
I’d only used one earlier but after several moments I added sensation by licking around my finger and even biting into the soft flesh of his ass cheek before I added a second finger. His hand tightened in my hair, almost painfully.
“You like that?”
“Fuck, yes. Don’t stop.”
I went slow with two before finding that little spot that he’d loved earlier and then I focused on that. He tried to stop me but I wanted him to come now, again. I didn’t give him much choice as I moved a free hand to wrap around his and make him move after and with more pressure. I watched as the pre-cum pooled and eventually as ropes of come painted his chest. I slowed my fingers down and eventually removed them, kissing my way back up and even letting my tongue drag through the mess. I liked the sweet and salty taste of him. I gave a light flick to his nipple before I went to his neck.
I could feel his breathing slow down some, and his legs wrapped around my waist felt good. I liked being this close.
“Cas..?”
I kissed his shoulder. “Yes, Sweetie?”
“I can still breathe.”
I bit into his shoulder lightly and then moved to his ear, lowered my voice as much as I could.
“I’m not done with you yet.”