POV: Cas
December 24, 2003
Dean was exceptionally cute and almost child-like when he was trying to figure out what I had wrapped for him. He had asked a few times but I wouldn’t give away any secrets or hints because I knew he was smart and he would figure it out. At the moment the only thing left under the tree were the ones we had gotten for each other. The others were boxes that were meant to go to his parents today so that we didn’t have to remember to get them tomorrow.
We were also taking the items we’d gotten for dinner which had been the plates and other paper products and drinks. I had also made a pie to take which I told him to stay away from.
This morning was lazy though because neither of us wanted to get up but we did manage about nine, to get up and get motivated. We were dressed, had a small breakfast, and had the car loaded, and were at his parents before noon. We unloaded and sorted the items under their tree.
We had the typical greetings with them and we both asked where Sam was, turns out he was at his girlfriend’s. I knew Dean wanted to spend some quality time with Sam, so I’d asked him over several days next week and we were coming here as well.
His mom asked about the building and Dean explained that the engineer had come out Friday and this past Monday, he had also pulled blueprints from the city and was going to make sure that what we had in mind was doable. Therefore, he wouldn’t be getting back to us until after the first. His report would tell us what we could and couldn’t do.
We had lunch with his parents and then we hung around to help them prepare for the next day. Whether it be cleaning up somewhere or setting up tables in prep for tomorrow. It was entirely too cold outside so we would be confined inside. We both also helped prep things to make it easier on his
Mom and everyone tomorrow. We headed back home around three and after settling in, I turned to him.
“Anything you want to do tonight?”
He wiggled his eyebrows. “You?”
“Really, Dean?”
“Yes.”
I rolled my eyes at him. “Are you sure you’re okay going to my parents this weekend? I know you aren’t very familiar with them and we’re supposed to stay there with them and even Gabriel and his girlfriend.”
“I’ll be fine. Gabriel is kinda cool and I think we’ll get along. As for your parents, I’m sure as long as I keep my hands to myself around them, they’ll love me. Seriously, I need to be around them Cas, like you are around mine.”
I smiled. “I’m sure they’d appreciate you keeping your hands to yourself around them.”
He smiled. “I know they will. I’ll be fine. You’re doing so well around my parents and it’s not like you spend a ton of time around them either.”
“Don’t forget we need to pack tonight.”
“Already done. I just have to add the toiletries.”
Well, he was ahead of me then. It would however give me the time I needed to set up one of his gifts.
“Well, since you’ve gone and packed, I’ll go pack. It shouldn’t take long. Wanna fix dinner?”
“Sure.”
I went and packed my bag for the weekend and even straightened up a bit. I sat my bag with his and then went and helped him finish cooking dinner. It was a nice time to just relax. We ate at the table and while he was perched in front of the TV, I declared a shower.
I was finding that I trusted Dean, and after our conversation, I found I really did want to try more things. Sure, I may not like them as much as he did, but I wanted to try anyway. Today marked seven months that we had been together and I’d never been with anyone this long but Robert. Dean was nothing like him.
I’d been out last week getting the last of the presents and came across something I was sure Dean would like. When I came out of the bathroom in just a towel, I heard his whistle. We’d see how this went. I had found some lace men’s underwear, it resembled the lacy ones he had but these were definitely men’s. What could I say, women’s underwear on him was hot as hell but not on me. It’s the only thing I put on before I put my robe on.
I took a few deep breaths before I got the bottle of lube and put it in my pocket and walked to the front. He wasn’t really interested in the program, evident by his staring at his phone.
“Did Sam message?”
“He asked if he could open the big one and I told him no. He’s pouty.”
“He’ll be fine.”
“Of course.”
I moved to be in front of him and he slowly looked up before his eyes locked with mine. I didn’t even question it, just moved to sit in his lap, he would never mind this and his hands settled on my thighs quickly.
“You know this may be my favorite place for you.” He smirked.
I smiled. “Gotta say this is pretty good…but could be better.”
He started to question it but I moved in quickly, settling my lips on his. I could feel him deepen the kiss and then his hands moved under the edge of the robe, following my legs up. His fingers paused when they reached the lacy edge on the outside of my hip.
He pulled back some and looked at me confused. “Lace? You don’t own anything with lace.”
I gave him a quick kiss. “Maybe you should open the robe.”
I saw his tongue dart across his bottom lip before his hands moved to undo it, sliding it open slowly. His eyes trailed down until they landed on the lace mini shorts, not that they hid much because they were lace. I’m sure he felt the bottle of lube as well. But he ran his fingers over the lacy edges and then moved them to follow around to my ass where he then pulled me as close as he could.
“Nothing to rip.”
“I guess you like them then?”
“Oh, I love them. I’m sure I’ll love them more when you’re standing and I can fully see them. But, for right now...”
I didn’t mind one bit that he chose to just continue the make out session. It was helping me relax and especially when he went after my neck, I couldn’t help it. I just felt like I melted into him. I felt the little nip though and jumped slightly and heard the slight chuckle.
“So…what’s the lube for, Sunshine? I can feel it in your pocket.”
I could feel the slight heat in my face. “Well..I..maybe…I..”
Stammering over words was never an issue for me but clearly this was. But he laughed slightly, God I loved that sound.
“Maybe you want to go a little further?”
I just nodded and he nipped at my neck again. “I think you’ll love it. But this isn’t the right place for that.”
“You did say you wanted to see all…”
“Mmm that is true.”
It took me a moment to actually get up, the soreness evident. Once standing, he got to see more through the parted housecoat.
“Not the view I was expecting, Sunshine.”
I got the remote and turned around, turning the TV off before laying it down. I got the bottle of lube and tossed it to him, sensing the housecoat probably wouldn’t make it to the bedroom. I then began to remove the housecoat, taking my sweet time. I heard the little gasp when I finally dropped the housecoat, letting him see my ass covered in blue lace. I heard the couch as he moved and his hands came to rest just on my hips.
“Yeah, I love these. Please tell me you bought more than one pair…”
“Blue, green and black.”
His fingertips traced the line across my lower back and I felt the shutter up my spine. A few moments later, I felt his lips on my lower back.
“Three pairs may not be enough. Fuck, Cas you look so amazing and sexy in these.”
I felt the blush spread down my neck; sure he’d complimented me before but never in something like this. This was so different, his fingers were tracing the designs of the lace and I could barely feel them. His lips met my lower back several times before he gently twisted my hips indicating I should turn around. I moved slowly and the desire on his face and in his eyes was so evident.
“Three pairs isn’t enough, you need a pair for every day of the week.”
I personally didn’t find myself that attractive in lace, but clearly he did. His fingers traced more patterns and I just enjoyed it because fuck, this felt sensual and the little sparks from his touch were warming me up in all kinds of ways.
“I’m not sure words describe how absolutely beautiful you are.”
I felt my ears heat up followed by my face and I was fidgety. But he leaned in and nosed at the lace right beside my cock and fuck the sheer view of his nose there and the warm air circling through the lace caused a rush of blood down south, which he just encouraged by letting his tongue move on the outside of the lace. I could barely feel the tip of his tongue flick at the head of my cock.
“Dean...”
“Beautiful,” he murmured.
I felt his hands steady me and I needed that. His kisses began to move up my abdomen, up the center of my chest and then around my neck, his hands still on my hips. I’d moved mine to hold onto him long ago. My head tipped back on its own and he got to move all around the exposed part of my neck.
“Still think you can walk?”
“Maybe…”
I felt his hands move down to my ass and I knew what was coming, but still squeaked some when he lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around him and my arms around his neck. I hit the light switch on the way to the room and giggled at the housecoat laying right there on the floor. I didn’t even mind when he came down with me on the bed, his body in contact with as much of mine as possible.
He was focusing on my neck mostly but I felt when he moved down and I let out a sharp inhale the first time his tongue ran over a nipple, mostly from surprise. I grabbed hold of the shirt and tugged.
“Too dressed.”
He sat up slightly and shucked it off, flinging it onto the floor before he went back to teasing and licking my nipples, eventually his kisses moved south and I moved one hand to his hair, something I knew he liked. But he seemed to like nosing the lace, or even licking through the lace itself, which was driving me insane.
“Deaaaaann.” I whined.
I wanted so much more and I heard a slight giggle. “Impatient.”
But I did feel his fingers slip under the band and then he was pulling them down and I was free from the lace. His hands running down my inner thighs felt ticklish. I expected he would move forward but his hands went to my sides and his mouth went right to my cock.
“Fuck, Dean!”
I could feel the heat around me, the way his tongue moved against my skin and I was a goner, but just as I was so very close he stopped and I vaguely heard the whine from my own lips. I felt him move though, his body trapping my throbbing erection between us as his lips met mine.
“Sunshine, are you sure you want to go farther? No pressure.”
I nodded. “I trust you.”
His lips were soft against mine. “If at any point you want to stop, say so.”
I smiled at him, kissed him again. “I know.”
He just kept kissing me though for several long minutes, before he moved slightly to the side and let his hand reach my cock. He was just loosely moving along the shaft. I felt a slight tap to my thigh and I moved my legs out. I could feel his cock pressing against my thigh and I moved my hand there but he still had his jeans on.
“Too many clothes.”
I didn’t even hear the bottle being opened. I was just too focused on the perfect pouty lips so close to me that I could nip at. It wasn’t until the colder sensation ghosted over me that I paused. But as I tensed up, I could see Dean’s beautiful eyes and the love they held; so I relaxed into his embrace. His fingers seemed to simply roam around the rim, spreading lube as they moved. But the moment I felt the pressure change, when a finger was pressing lightly at the tight rim, I tensed up.
“I’m…”
“Shhh…It’s okay, Sunshine; remember I’m not going to hurt you. Do you want me to keep going?”
“Yes.”
“Relax for me; I’m not going to hurt you. If you change your mind just say so.”
I nodded and took a few deep breaths. The first finger that slipped past the ring of muscle did hurt some, but Dean was so patient. He waited, kissed me senseless until I relaxed around him. His finger then began to move, pressing in some and pulling out. He remained beside me, so he could keep up an endless stream of kisses.
He didn’t move to two fingers until I was pushing down against his hand, only then did he apply more lube and added another finger. It hurt for a few moments but by this point, I was too far gone to really focus on the pain.
“Fuck, Dean..”
I could feel how turned on he was too, but I knew he wouldn’t go there without asking. I felt a nip at my shoulder before his fingers pressed down on something that sent a shock wave of pleasure through my body. I didn’t think I could get harder than I was now, but damn, I did! Precome was dripping all over my abdomen.
I felt his lips move down to my neck as he began to move, his fingers kept a steady rhythm and I think he was now focused on what he pressed down on. This was causing all kinds of non-intelligent words to fall from my lips. His fingers kept on moving but when his tongue moved up the vein on the underside of my cock I bucked my hips.
“Oh God…”
I heard a slight chuckle but I was done for. My hands found his hair and I could just fall apart. I never knew that a prostate could really feel that damn good being stimulated. Combining that feeling with the way his tongue moved on me, the way he deep throated and swallowed, and the orgasm he ripped from me was intense. I was certain his name was yelled or screamed or something.
At first, I didn’t realize he had moved at all. Until I could feel the soft fingers carding through my hair, the weight of his body against me.
“Sunshine? You okay?”
“Yeah.”
He nuzzled into my neck. “Are you sure? You kind of passed out a few moments on me.”
“I’m sure. But what about you?”
I could feel him through the jeans and wiggled just a bit to prove my point.
He grinned. “Oh I have a plan for that, just wanted to make sure you were okay first.”
I looked at him confused but he kissed me multiple times before he moved up, shimmying out of those jeans and the boxers he had on. He was rock hard already and I’d seen the wet spots in the boxers. He moved to straddle my thigh and that was a view I wasn’t going to complain about.
“Just lay back and enjoy.”
“With pleasure.” I smiled.
Honestly, not sure I could really help anyway. It really was a pleasure to watch him. He didn’t jump right to it either; he was putting on a show. The way his hands tweaked a nipple and the way his hand circled his cock. The thoughts flooding my brain were all sexual and wondering what it would be like to have his cock up my ass. It was a lot bigger than his fingers. But watching him was so damn nice. It wasn’t the first time I’d watched him and damn, he was so fucking hot.
“You are sexy as fuck.”
He smirked. “I know I am.”
“You could slow down some.”
His hand automatically slowed down, moving down the shaft slower and with the same pressure. The other hand kept playing with his nipples. I watched several minutes but didn’t like that he was so far away, so I beckoned him closer and he moved, straddling my abdomen instead of my thigh. That let my hands reach his thighs and touch him as I watched his hands. This position also let me slide a hand under him and gently massage his balls, which helped drive him closer.
“Fuck...Cas.”
It didn’t take him much longer before he was coming all over my chest, which I didn’t mind at all. He even watched as I gathered some on my fingers and then cleaned them off.
“You keep doing that and I’ll need another round, Sunshine.”
“You weren’t close enough to get my lips around you.”
He just moaned and leaned down. “I’ll get the wash rag, you lay here. Then we’ll talk.”
It took him several moments to get steady before he did just that, wiping me down and himself and then curling up beside me.
“So, something new. Did you like it?” he asked.
I shifted a little closer and kissed him. “Yes and I wouldn’t mind doing it again.”
He smiled. “Anytime, all the time. So, those new lace…What are they because they’re not panties.”
“No, I couldn’t get over that thought. But, they’re men’s lace shorts or something. You seemed to like them.”
“Oh, I’m thinking I may need a few pairs and you need a whole drawer full.”
I laughed. “I guess you liked my present to you.”
“Oh! Does that mean you want one now?”
“No, you gave me one already too. We should sleep though Dean, because we do have to be everywhere tomorrow.”
He pulled me closer and smiled. I loved him so much.
“Good night, Castiel.”
“Good night, Dean.”
Christmas Day; 2003
Our morning was spent at home. He had loved the satin panties and the clothes I’d picked out. But he was over the moon to have a copy of every book again, this time signed, and it included the newest one. I’d been nervous about what he would find but he’d gotten clothes and little things but the one he saved for last was a Star map, which he explained was the constellations on the time and day we met. I was impressed that he remembered that day as well as I did.
Spending time with our families that afternoon was perfect. We got to meet Gabriel’s girlfriend Sabrina and we got to spend more time with Sam and Jess as well. One big happy family. It was the perfect day. We laughed, talked, joked, opened presents, and ate way too much. But I couldn’t ask for a better day.