AN.. Well I now know how bad this porn is, my writings gotten better but yea whenever I next post to this it'll be season 10 cos I'm crap at writing fanfic like this and by that I just mean regular updates

Dean and Castiel sat in an awkward silence after their siblings had left them to talk. Several times Dean opened his mouth to talk but nothing came out.

"I'm sorry." Castiel whispered quietly. "I shouldn't have taken advantage like I did 9 months back and I should've told you why I wanted to have sex with you."

"Well tell me now then." Dean grumbled.

"The angel population is very low. Lower than after the first Angelic war in heaven." Castiel spoke quietly. "The more sexually submissive angels, generally those who take female vessels, have been asked to reproduce. I thought that if I was sexually submissive, which I am, I would be able to bear child. I was wrong I suppose."

"Cas." Dean started before he was interrupted.

"What I did to you. It was a rape. I'm so very sorry Dean and I understand that you don't want me around anymore." Cas made to leave but Dean pulled him back onto the bed and straddled the angel to keep him in place.

"Now." Dean started while he stared into the blue eyes of the angel below him. "Firstly, don't put words into my mouth, you're my friend so you can stay as long as you like. Secondly, that was pretty damn consensual so no it wasn't rape. And thirdly, cross species? Really Cas? If we had a kid it would be so screwed."

"I don't think it would Dean." Castiel said before Dean tilted his head asking Cas to elaborate. "For a human you are very handsome, some would even say fit to be a model. Also in heaven I am considered beautiful in my garrison, second only to Lucifer who was Gods most beautiful of creations and the leader of my garrison originally."

"So I've had sex with the sexiest angel in the garrison?" Dean asked with a smirk.

"Sexy and beauty are two completely different-" Cas' explanation of the difference between beauty and being sexy was cut of by a pair of soft lips. After the kiss Castiel stared at the hunter dazed.

"Now I don't know much about making babies but I'm sure that you don't always get one on the first go. So what do you say to repeating your experiment? For scientific reasons of course." Dean said sounding unusually formal and scientific for himself.

"For scientific reasons of course." Cas said back still slightly dazed.

"Of course." Dean said as he slanted his lips back over his angels. Pushing his hands underneath Castiels trench coat and suit jacket he worked them off halfway, partially trapping his angels arms. Dean broke the kiss and removed his shirt and t-shirt from his body before he leant back down to retake Castiels lips while he worked on undoing the others shirt.

Once Dean had the angels tie of and his shirt pushed down to his elbows with his suit jacket and coat further hindering the movement of the Angels arms, he started working on the fly of Castiels pants. Breaking his contact with the angel after having undone the angels fly, Dean removed his own shoes as well as that of the angels, which oddly aroused Castiel which probably had something to do with Dean on his knees in front of him.

Rising to his feet Dean removed his own pants leaving on his boxers before moving back on top of Castiel to kiss him again.

"You know." Dean said as he moved his lips to the angels jaw. "I read on the Internet. That angels wings are hyper sensitive. Can we test that?"

"As much as I would love too." Castiel said between haggard breaths. "I lack any focus on anything other than you."

Castiel arched into the hunters touch as he trailed kisses down and across his chest. Dean grinned against the angels skin before scraping his teeth down his stomach as he pulled at the angels pants and boxers.

"For someone who has only had sex once, you sure do sound like a porn star." Dean said from between Castiels legs as he ran his hands across the angels now naked thighs. Cas' annoyed huff soon turned to a moan of pleases as Dean worked a finger into his hole. Once Cas started pushing himself down onto Deans finger he inserted another and started scissoring the angel before inserting a third finger.

The sounds coming out of Castiels mouth would be classed as unholy if it weren't for his angelic nature, the sounds were something that Dean thoroughly enjoyed even more so than Busty Asian Beauty's.

"I learned from the best." Cas moaned as he pushed further down onto Deans fingers.

"Who the Pizza man?" Dean said as he removed his fingers from the whimpering angel. His fingers were sticky from the natural lubricant Cas had told him about last night, something that he was sure he'd ask more about when he was more focused. Using the natural lube already on his fingers he slicked up his shaft in preparation.

Dean positioned himself at Castiels entrance, kissing the angels neck before sliding into Castiel with a groan of pleasure at the sensation. Being with anyone else had never felt so good, so right or so at home, something Dean hadn't felt since he was 6 and his mum was still alive.

Thrusting slowly into the angel, his angel. Dean and Castiel joined in an act more of love and friendship than the pure carnal act that it was 9 months ago. Moving slowly dragging out the pleasure both angel and hunter came whispering each others name in ecstasy.

Ariel sat at the bar staring across at Sam as she sipped at a glass of scotch.

"So this thing that's going on, the thing that made Cas decide to have...yea with Dean. What is it exactly?" Sam asked awkwardly because who really wants to talk about their brother having sex. You know apart from angels.

"Well," Ariel started. "Because of the absolute decimation of the angel population that has happened these past few years, there was a collective decision that we should try to get our numbers up. And that is all."

"But why did Castiel think he could conceive? I mean he's in a male vessel and they don't really have the right equipment..."

"Because A) he's still a little cook-coo. And B) big ball of celestial intent and all that jazz." Ariel said as she finished off her scotch.