Cas' eyes were turning into a deep alluring ocean. The blue hues mixing with hints of white as if they were swells on a sea, and I was a hopeless captain. I never dreamed that Cas could ever be such a mischievous angel. His cocky smirk and all-mighty attitude were more of a turn on than I ever would have imagined. I wasn't fighting anything anymore. I was straight, but when it came to my angel. I was, am, whatever he wants me to be. The conviction in his deep voice as he admitted all the teasing was all part of his so-called angelic innocence. Could Angel's sin? Or was it even sinning if I fell in love with one of the god's guardians? I didn't try to hold back the shiver that shot through my body as his wings wrapped themselves tighter around me. Dark ebony sapphire feathers brushed against my heated skin invoking shock waves of desire to race through my veins, touching my soul. Cas' lips were so persistent, so adamant as they pushed against my own. Soft and warm, so gentle but so wanting. A moan breathed its way from my chest and out my slightly parted lips. His tongue darted out and urged its way inside. Deepening the pooling heat in my abdomen. My voice was rougher than gravel when I told him to take us somewhere. The way his breath hitched at the wreck he was turning me into. His arms were strong as the clung to me and flying was all the brief. My eyes closed the whole time we rushed through the air.

"Dean…" I could feel his breath, hot against my neck as he breathed my name like a sigh from those glorious lips. Out heartbeats pounding a rhythm against our chest, straining to be infinitesimally closer to one another. Even in a whisper, I could hear the yearning in his words, we both wanted this, needed it. I gnawed gently at my lip as I pushed him off of me. Looking at our surroundings for a brief, albeit, lasting moment. We were in a meadow, no clue where, but the sky shone an inhuman blue. So bright and vibrant it was almost blinding. The clouds were almost painted in the sky, their likeness uncanny. All around us there laid a thick dense forest on the outskirts of an extravagant meadow. Soft grass sprawled across the stretch of land and it was so homey, so Cas. I could faintly smell the ocean and the sunshine which always followed my trench coated love around. I had questions about what this place was, where it was for that matter. But the deep red parted lips and a devilish smirk playing at them as he shrugged out of a rugged tan coat drew all those questions to a silence. Cas always wore those damned buttoned down shirts; they never failed to cling to his lithe and muscular form. Bunching together in just the right spots to usher you to rip they apart seam by seam. Which is exactly what I did. Buttons burst from his chest like a shotgun; bouncing in every which way.

"Dean, this one was my favorite." I'm not sure which was better, his scowl or his pout; but he was borderline doing both. I smiled as I pulled him towards me shrugging out of my own jacket and layered shirt in the process. My lips pressed against his ear as I whispered.

"Your a friggin Angel Cas, just make it magically appear or something, powers remember Obi Wan." He tensed for a moment before tilting his head slightly; I think it was mostly out of confusion for my analogy but it also gave me better access to his neck and I was definitely taking advantage of that. I gently nipped at the soft skin stretching across his neck; his heart pulsing in the veins just below the warm flesh against my lips. The moan that burned its way through his chest was long, loud, and shameless; the guttural sound sent what blood remained in my body rushing south to my already straining member. I pulled Cas' closer pushing my hips forward closer to him. I could feel his own length match up to my own. His wings shook with pleasure and my fingers raked their way down his back. Both of our shirts were gone now, belts hung loosely in their hoops. His skin was smooth along his chest as I let my hands wander across it. I pulled him to the middle of the meadow smiling at him sheepishly; "So, uh, Cas is there any way we can get a mattress here in this woody area?" His laugh boomed across the forest and in a flash there was a large mattress covered in fluffy white blankets resting in the middle of the green scenery. Cas had unceremoniously lost the last bit of his clothes and was currently nestled within the fluffy sheets amongst the bed. His thick member standing tall against his abdomen. The tip, a flushed red, stood out against the black peppering of hair just below his belly button. His eyes were hooded as he glanced up at me; his hand slowly moving its way up and down his chest, as he touched himself with barely their motions. I could feel my smirk warm over my face as I moved closer to him unbuttoning my own straining jeans. I didn't get very far before Cas waved his hand and my pants vanished in thin air. I think I can get used to this Angel mojo. My erection sprang free from the sudden loss of confines and I chuckled under my breath as Cas' eyes zeroed in on it.

Dean's pulsing girth sprung free as I waved his all to tight jeans away. I could feel the deep crimson heat my face as he stretched over me on the bed. Looming with his hooded emerald eyes his lips captured mine his fingers digging into the mattress beside my head. I moaned into the kiss and rolled my shoulders as I let my wings stretch out from behind my body and drape over the bed. His fingers grasped the feathers and tugged lightly before moving down to just above where my erection throbbed against his stomach. I reached down under the covers and pulled a bottle of lube out handing it to Dean and gently nodding my head. When his warm lubed finger pressed gently against my hole I moaned welcoming him into the most intimate part of my vessel. His lips traveled to my neck as he continued to coerce my body to stretch to be able to accept his erection which was currently rubbing against mine in time with his slow gyrations. My hips rotated on their own accord as I urged his fingers deeper into me. Pushing my erection against his and his stomach at the same time trying to ease the pressure.

"Dean," his name was just a breath from my lips but it was all I had to say for him to get the message. With quick, strong hands he slathered the lube along his length and in one movement slowly pushed it into the depths of my body. my back arching and wings pulsing behind me as I gripped his shoulders and moved with him. Together we moved in unison his erection pushing its way in and out with quickening pace. My hips rotating and searching for something to relieve the pressure building up in my belly. Dean's lips found my neck as his hand moved down to my erection and started pumping in time with his hips. Together through pounding and thrusting Dean moaned my name as he came inside me his name following from my own lips as I reached my own peak. Coming between us and all over his hands and he urged me through it all.

"I love you." The soft whisper following the climax of our love as I whisked us clean with my Angel mojo.

"Damn Cas, way to clean up after sex." His laughter boomed across the meadow as he laid next to me, smiling over with more emotion than I had ever seen my hunter portray. "And, I love you too Cas." Nothing would ever be the same from this moment on.