"Dean" Castiel speaks up as Dean steps through the door.

Dean looks towards Castiel who is leaning over a magazine with his brow furrowed.

"Yes Cas?" He sits beside him after taking a cold drink of beer from the fridge.

"I want" Cas looks at him, Dean giving him an encouraging nod to carry on as he cracks open the can and takes a sip. "I want a blow job"

Dean's drink splatters everywhere as he chokes. "Dean" Cas jumps off the sofa alarmed, thumping Dean on the back as he saw people do on TV when another is having a choking fit like Dean is now.

"Cas, I'm okay" Dean takes one last cough and only then Cas is satisfied that he is okay. He runs off to get tissues to clean up the now spoiled carpet now that Dean is okay because Dean is worth more than a carpet that isn't either of theirs.

"Really Cas? A blowjob?"

Cas nods eagerly and Dean groans.

"What's wrong now? I'm sorry Dean if this is causing much distress"

And Dean laughs, causing distress? A blowjob? Cas is so fucking naïve, but Dean doesn't mind because it just means he has to teach Cas and that, he loves more than anything.

"Come here" Dean beckons with a finger to Cas.

"Do you know what one is?" Dean inclines his head to Cas once Cas was standing in front of him.

"No"

"And yet you want one?"

"Don't laugh" Cas put his fingers over Dean's mouth. "I know it's something sexual I know that much. I want you to do it to me, show me"

"I can show" Dean grins tugging down Cas's pants and boxers as he grips Dean's shoulders.

"Have you before?" Cas asks Dean breathless as he watches Dean drop to his knees in front of him.

"Will it matter?"

And Cas is about to reply but then he feels Dean's mouth on him and everything he wants to say disappears completty. Cas moves his hands up to Dean's head pulling on his hair as Dean's mouth moves up and down his cock, Dean's fingers kneading his thighs and taking him in so deep, so deep Cas is so fucking glad he asked Dean to do this.

"Dean oh fuck. Faster"

"Yeah?" Dean stops, looking up at him with a grin. "You like it then?"

"Don't stop" Cas screeches. "Get back to it"

"Alright" Dean agreed, muttering as he bent back down. "Bossy Cas"

Cas didn't care because Dean's mouth had engulfed him once more, his hands moving in circular movements up to his hips, his tongue flicking against Cas's cock and sucking harder and faster; both their breathing quickened and Cas really didn't know how to keep standing. Dean noticed this and his grip on the man tightened making his mouth tighten and Cas cried out.

Neither of them heard the lock turn in the door too high in the sky of passion.

Just as the cold air whooshes in and steps sounds in the room the pressure built up in Cas and he explodes, Dean swallowing greedily when a cough sounds.

Dean chokes and Cas pull's out of Dean's mouth in horror, their eyes swivelling towards the figure in the doorway standing with his mouth wide open.

Cas disappears into the bathroom like a shot and Dean sent a glare after his back before turning his head to meet the one person who he'd never wanted to see him in this position. "Hi Bobby. Great day today, yeah?"