Castiel thought his lungs were going to burst from screaming so loudly. The Angelus water polo team was at a rivaling university's swim center. It was large and had a gorgeous pool surrounded by bleachers to seat the many supporters of both teams.

Dean in the water though… He was the most gorgeous thing Castiel had ever seen. He was blushing like mad and had a half hard on about this entire time. Maybe it was because he was wet and shiny from the chlorine water and all the guys from the other team were grinding all up on Dean, but it was a major turn on.

The time was running out and Dean was calling to Raphael to send the ball up. They made eye contact and the volleyball like ball sailed through the air into Dean's slippery hands and he had a hard time catching it. Finally when he got a hold of it, he yanked his arm back and lobbed it towards the goal. The ball slapped the water before it bounced in the net and the referee blew his whistle.

Castiel stood up in his seat and clapped his hands above his head. "Gooo Deann!" he cried. His voice carried above the other shouts and hollers, and Castiel watched as Dean turned his head and met eyes with each other.

Three whistles blew then and it signaled the end of the game. The players on the other team growled at Dean and the Angelus teammates but clapped hands with each other and slapped their backs.

Fifteen minutes later, Castiel was waiting outside the locker room back on the Angelus campus' swim center. The team made it back in record time and went straight to the showers to clean off. Dean, unfortunately, was among one of the last to come out, and by this time Castiel was getting a little tired of playing Tiny Tower on his phone.

"Cas!" Dean shouted, and Castiel caught sight of him. He was wearing a pair of cargo shorts and black Nike slides with no shirt. His hair was completely wet and his expression a little cocky but overall ecstatic to see his boyfriend.

"Hey, Dean—" Castiel wanted to say more but Dean enveloped him in a huge hug, and heat was practically radiating from the guy. Castiel whined softly before relaxing into the hug and then Dean gripped his shoulders tightly and yanked him away from his body, as if he was covered in shit. "What?"

Dean smirked momentarily before he leaned down and pressed his lips to Castiel's, and the dark haired boy felt his ears just about burning off his head.

"D—Dean!" he said, trying to scramble away. There were people around, and that prying receptionist that was a total MILF was staring at the boys like they were something that crawled out of the ass crack of the earth.

"Thanks for coming to watch today, Cas," Dean said with one of those rare sincere smiles. Castiel found himself mirroring it.

"It's no problem; I enjoy watching you, Dean." The taller man smiled at Cas once more before he wrapped his arm around the younger man's shoulders and began to approach the exit of the center. Dean made sure to shoot the flabbergasted receptionist a cheeky wave before they left.

It was almost perfect timing because it was dinnertime and the boys headed towards the cafeteria to get some food. Dean stacked his plate high with food as he had just had a huge work out and, Castiel quotes, "I am a man and men get fucking hungry."

After a half hour of hanging out with Ash, Jo, and surprisingly Garth, they ended up heading over to the dorm room. Gabriel wasn't around and so Dean went to their mini fridge and pulled out two beers and handed one to Castiel. "Wanna go to the roof?" he suggested.

Castiel nodded almost too eagerly as he loved the notion of total privacy and being away from everyone else—more importantly being with Dean.

The two boys climbed the stairs to the top of the building. There was a door at the end of the hallway that read many warnings that an alarm would go off if the door was opened, but Dean had told Cas that he tried it once a couple weeks ago and nothing happened and that sometimes he slipped out here at night when he couldn't sleep. It was around seven thirty so the sky was changing and the stars were coming out.

The dark haired boy shivered when Dean pressed a hand on the small of his back and leaned his chest against Cas' back, placing his warm hands over Castiel's as they both leaned over the railing of the roof and observed the whole campus.

Dean nosed Castiel's neck, breathing hot air on the shell of the younger man's ear before licking it and bringing it into his mouth. Castiel turned around in his hold so that they were face-to-face—err—face-to-neck, as Dean was half a head taller than him. Cas leaned up and wrapped his arms around the dirty blond haired boy's neck.

"You haven't fucked me since the time at your house," Castiel whispered dirtily into Dean's ear.

"Yeah I have," Dean argued. He paused. "We jerked off together after Brady's party?" he offered, as if it was close enough.

Castiel snorted. "I need a good fucking every once in a while. You were so hot today when you were playing, fuck, Dean." Castiel was breathing heavily when he rubbed his crotch up against Dean's for friction.

Dean's heart sped up and he had to hold himself back from yanking down the smaller boy's pants right there and fucking him on the spot. Instead, he pressed his half hard cock into Castiel's groin, seeking more. He slid his hands around Cas' ass and gave it a tight squeeze. "Up here? Where people can see us?" he asked, a brilliantly mischievous grin on his cupid bow shaped lips.

"Y—yes!" Castiel's breath hitched as he spoke. Dean slid his hands into the back of Castiel's jeans, moving aside the tight fabric of his boxers aside to grope Castiel's mounds completely. The dark haired boy pushed into Dean's body, grasping a better hold on the blond man's neck in doing so, and mewled out in pleasure.

Castiel's rapid hands slipped into Dean's shorts and grabbed his aching cock, their lips smashing together in a hot kiss. This was going by no means slow. It became harsh and erratic a second later when they slotted their now exposed cocks together. Castiel dropped to his knees and nosed the underside of Dean's cock. The blond man's hands found Cas' hair and dug in, pushing his face closer.

A small pink tongue darted out from in between Castiel's plump pink lips and went from base to tip licking Dean's shaft. Wet fingers left Dean's throbbing dick and traveled down to Castiel's ass, feeling and prodding at his own hole. He moaned onto the dick as the first finger entered his self.

"Shit, Cas. You're so hot," Dean complimented, running his hand through Cas' unruly black hair and then knotting his fingers in the thick tresses.

Castiel became a mess of hearty groans and cute whimpers as he finger fucked himself, scissoring and spreading as much as he could to prepare for Dean.

"I'm gunna cum if you don't stop," Dean growled, pushing Castiel's head off his aching cock and pulled the smaller boy up to press their lips together in a hungry kiss.

The kiss didn't last long as Castiel eagerly turned in his boyfriend's hold and arched his back, presenting his lewd ass straight onto Dean's dick, bumping with it. "Please, Dean. I need it."

This made Dean smirk and grab ahold of Cas' hips. "Heh, didn't know I had a kink for begging," he spoke huskily, aligning himself with the dark haired man's hole. "God, why didn't you suggest this earlier? Wouldda fucked you in the locker room."

"Please, now," Castiel continued to whimper. Dean finally did, easing Cas' tight ass onto Dean's swollen dick. The initial pressure alone almost had the taller man's vision going white and cumming into oblivion.

"Goddamn it. You're so fucking tight, Cas, this is so awesome." Dean was having a hard time breathing correctly. Castiel cried out and Dean shushed him. He began to move inside of the dark haired boy and Cas couldn't keep his voice down. The blond haired man resorted to covering his mouth with his hand, slipping two then three fingers into his hot wet mouth.

The thrusting was slow at first, but then when Castiel had relaxed enough where Dean could really move, Castiel's hot pants only became louder and Dean's dick harder. The older boy couldn't help but think that it was a damn shame that Cas kept his gorgeous fucking voice hidden behind that low, gravelly one.

It was only a dozen minutes of this rough, although careful fucking before Dean felt that wall beginning to crumble inside of his lower abdomen. It was coming fast, and according to Cas' tightness, he was close too.

So Dean wondered why the fuck not speed up almost ten fold inside of Cas' delicious asshole? Castiel's voice was a shrill pitch and Dean's fingers entered the younger man's mouth again. The boy was pressed up against the railing now as he was sucking the digits in his mouth as if they were the tastiest things ever.

"Fuck, Cas, I'm gunna cum, baby," the dirty blond haired man groaned, still plowing as hard as he could into his boyfriend.

"Cum inside me—aah—inside please!" the smaller boy screamed.

"Fuuck!" Dean all but shouted, biting his bottom lip as he felt his resolve collapse and he was spilling white hot cum into Cas' ass. His large and warm hand found Cas' leaking cock and jerked him through his orgasm.

As they came down, Dean released his bone-crunching grip on Castiel's hip and slowly pulled himself out of his partner. A concrete bench was near and Dean pulled them over there after cleaning each other off with Dean's shirt that he had put on when they got back into their dorm room earlier. They took a few swigs of their beer before Castiel, sore and tired, felt compelled to speak about something important.

There was a long silence where Castiel just sat next to his boyfriend, leaning his head slightly onto Dean's shoulder, a small smile on his lips. "I used to hate you," he mused, a goofy grin now on his face.

Dean choked on a laugh. "I know you did. You made it extremely obvious." He laughed some more, remembering how it was at the beginning of the year, maybe two months ago. "But then you fell for my obvious charms and good looks."

Cas scoffed. "Yeah, I was a goner." The conversation faded into an easy silence until the younger man cleared his throat and looked up at his boyfriend. "I don't know if I've asked you this before, but do you believe in ghosts?" he asked abruptly, making firm eye contact with Dean. "Apparitions, or whatever."

"Apparitions?" Dean questioned, looking as if the two hadn't just been fucking like mad just two minutes ago. "Uhm, nah. After people die, their souls go to heaven. End of story."

"Yeah, but you've heard stories about ghosts! They've happened before; there have been accounts—"

"By who? Whack-jobs or those doofs on that Ghost Facers show that my little brother used to watch?" Dean smirked. "It's all fake, Cas."

"Would you then think I was crazy if I said I've seen them before?" Castiel asked in a small voice.

Dean stared at Castiel for a long minute. "And you weren't—you weren't drunk or on something?"

"No! In fact, it's been more than one occasion that they've showed up," Castiel tried to explain.

"Do you take pills? Like, medication?" Dean asked curiously.

Castiel furrowed his brows. "I'm not a mental patient, if that's what you're asking," he aid in a soft voice.

"No—" Dean snaked his arms around his boyfriend's waist and pulled him in close. It was late now and getting colder by the minute. "No. Let's go to the dorm and get some sleep. Yeah?"

Without hesitation, Cas nodded his head and Dean supported his body as they made it to the door and started down the flights of stairs to their level. Gabriel was still out when they got back at nine so they crawled into Dean's bed together, Castiel fitting his back into the blond haired man's chest so perfectly. The younger man tilted his head so that their lips could meet and the kiss lasted a few seconds before Cas rolled around in the bed and now they were facing each other. Dean placed a warm hand on the dark haired boy's hip and moved his mouth against Cas', his eyes closed, relaxed.

And for once, Castiel felt relaxed too.

xXx

Events the next morning moved way too fast. Castiel found himself completely dressed and looking totally presentable sitting inside a police station at nine in the morning on a Monday.

Michael sat calmly next to his little brother and left a comforting hand on his thigh.

Lucifer and Michael were being arrested under suspicion and the trials had just begun. The details were withheld from Castiel, much to his disappointment, but Zachariah angrily slipped some information out, speaking more to himself than his godson.

Then, to Castiel's surprise, his godfather Zachariah was getting hauled in next. Whatever the hell was going on was too confusing and Castiel just wanted to be back in his bed with Dean, curling up and cuddling like he had no responsibilities or anything in the world to do.

Something, though, told the dark haired boy that this had something to do with the campfire story. Well, mainly because the two girls were sitting beside him in the waiting room.

It was alarming to say in the least. They made him nauseas and they only led him to believe that he was crazy—that they weren't really there and Dean was right last night.

But they stared at Castiel with wide, dead eyes—one of the girls missing one of hers.

"Lucifer and Michael were the culprits," one stated. "Zachariah was involved."

The other one nodded.

"Why won't you two go away?" Castiel muttered, his breath shaky. He was terrified.

"We would love to." The brunette faded.

"Salt and burn our bones," the blond one whispered. The door slammed and Castiel yanked his head around to see Zachariah entering the room with his godson, a deep scowl on his lips.

"Get up," he demanded and Castiel shot up, looking back quickly to see if the girls were still there.

"Are Lucifer and Michael okay?" the younger of the two had to ask.

"No. They're getting sent to prison for murder charges. They're going to—they should be in the cage a long time," Zachariah said dramatically. He looked pretty spent so Castiel didn't make any other questions or comments. "Get your stuff. I need to take you somewhere."

"The graveyard—" Cas began.

"Exactly," Zach confirmed. The dark haired boy nodded and they exited the courthouse and got into Zach's car. The drive was long and Castiel couldn't help the few tears slip out. He wondered where Anna and Gabriel were now, wondered why they hadn't been sent with him to the courthouse.

After an hours drive, they arrived. They were almost in the middle of nowhere but there were two mounds of dirt already dug out. Zach passed the salt to Cas and they sprinkled it over the disgusting and mutilated bodies. Next came the gasoline and then the final match that set the two bodies ablaze.

Tears now flooded down Castiel's cheeks and he wished he hadn't seen or, God, smelt any of this. It was disturbing to say in the least and Castiel just wanted Dean.

They arrived back on campus an hour and a half later, and when Dean laid eyes on Cas, he had a look of total relief on his face.

"Cas! Buddy, I've been looking everywhere for you!" he exclaimed. "Where have you been?"

Castiel shook his head. "I'll tell you later," he said. He didn't want to tell him, he really didn't, but he would. "Can we go somewhere? I'm a little… Shaken."

"Oh, yeah. Do you want to go out to lunch? Or the commons?" Dean sighed and slipped Cas' hand into his own. "I'm sorry if I was being a dick last night about the ghost thing. I know you were scared and I didn't need to be—"

"Forget it," Castiel said, and leaned up on his toes to touch their lips together, a few people surrounding them stopped to widen their eyes and ask their selves—did I really just see that? "It's all over now. No need to bring it up ever again."

"Okay, Cas." Dean had a warm smile on his face. "Want to go visit Sam and Bobby?"

Castiel smiled. "Yeah, I would like that."

"I love you, Cas." The dark haired boy smiled when Dean leaned down to kiss him.

Thank you for all the support! I would like to give out an especial thanks to Vanya Starwind for betaing this chapter & the new story i'm working on; if you'd like you can check my tumblr {Link on Profile} to see previews!

i'm thinking about posting sometime this week so stay alert for me, and once again thank you so much for sticking with me on my first ever supernatural story!