"Faster."

"Okay. I'm going."

"Dean, please, faster."

"I'm going as fast I can Cas."

"You're almost there. Faster."

"Don't rush me! I got this alright?"

"For the love of God you aren't getting anywhere at that speed! I need to you go faster!"

"I'm close... So close... Just a little bit more."

"Dammit Dean!"

Dean threw the game remote in frustration. Castiel sat back on the couch, groaning loudly nd sighing. "Great! Now I got 8th place because of your constant bitching!" Dean huffed, throwing his hands in the air.

"This is my fault!? It's not my fault you don't know how to play Mario Cart!" Castiel yelled back. "If you can't drive in the stupid game I don't know why the hell you drive that old piece of junk!"

"Don't you ever call Baby an old piece of junk!" Dean turned around quickly. "I take good care of her ever since Dad gave her to me!" Castiel rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. He was wearing a long sweater that was at least two times his original size. He had long John's on. He brought his legs onto the couch.

"I don't care." Castiel replied.

"You don't care?"

"No."

"Fine. That's how it's gonna be, huh? Fine." Dean got up and looked around for his shoes. He fixed his ACDC T-shirt that wore with his everyday jeans.

"You're leaving again!? You're 26 Dean, why don't you act like it!" Castiel raised his voice, not moving his position from the couch.

"Yes! Cause I can't deal with you anymore! You bitch all the time and for no apparent reason! I'm sick of it Cas!" Dean snapped back. Castiel huffed. They always got into fights. They've been dating for years. And throughout that time all they did was bicker and argue. They have no idea why they were still together when that's all they would do.

"Goodbye Dean!" Castiel said sarcastically, throwing a hand up to wave. Dean put on his jacket and got ahold of his car keys.

"I'm taking my stuff. I'm not coming back." Dean assured, disappearing into their, soon to be Castiel's, room. Frustrated, Castiel got up from the couch, his sweater falling off his shoulder.

"Good! Take your stuff too! Less junk and lame rock I have to deal with!" Castiel insulted, making Dean's anger rise. He quickly grabbed his things and put them into a box, passed by Castiel, and made his way to the front door. "Leave Dean! And don't you ever come back! Ever!" Castiel yelled to him. Dean rolled his eyes and opened the front door with one hand, holding onto the box with the other. He walked out and Castiel held it open for him.

"Goodbye Cas." Dean said, turning around to face him. Castiel glared, his fist clutching.

"Fuck you." Castiel replied and slammed the door on his face. He huffed and puffed, never feeling so angry before. After a few minutes, he calmed down, and looked to the floor. He remembered all the good times, how they always had fun; no matter the arguments. How they loved each other, no matter if they were polar opposites. Castiel sighed, and ran a hand through his messy black hair. Slowly, he reached out to the doorknob, and twisted it. He pulled it open carefully, finding Dean still standing there holding his box. Dean looked at him, his bright green eyes soft and elegant. He looked into Castiel's, how blue they were. How much brighter they were than summer's day.

They stood there for a bit, looking at each other. When suddenly Dean dropped his box and leaped at Castiel, grabbing his face and kissing him deeply. Castiel kissed back, wrapping his arms around Dean's neck. Dean forced opened Castiel's lips, slipping his tongue inside his mouth. He held Castiel from his waist, his hands sliding down to his thighs. He picked him up and wrapped his legs around his waist. Castiel kicked the door closed at that moment.

Castiel melted into Dean's arms, kissing him like they used to. Passionate and deep, French and sweet. Dean was muscular and gorgeous, Castiel's arms fit perfectly on his shoulders. To Dean, Castiel was beautiful and had an amazing physique. They couldn't help but have their hands over one another.

"I'm sorry baby, I'm so sorry, I love you. I love you so much." Dean said through their kiss.

"No honey I'm sorry, don't be angry, I love you." Castiel responded, moaning softly. The two continued their deep kiss, Dean quickly walking the both of them to their bedroom, where he fell onto the matress, Castiel landing on his back. He roughened their kissing, quickly taking the clothes off of one another. Castiel traced the lines of Dean's muscles, as he felt himself turn on.

"Ooh, Dean. Ah." Castiel moaned throught their kiss.

"Mmm, Castiel, baby, I love you." Dean responded.

"Fuck me Dean, fuck me." Castiel continued, combing his hands through Dean's hair on the back of his head. Obediently, Dean quickly pulled of his boxers, and removed Castiel's as well. Castiel groaned loudly. "Hurry up!"

"I got you baby, I got you." Dean soothed, pushing Castiel's legs up and spreading them so that he could fit right in the middle. Castiel begged him, and Dean only did his every whim. He entered Castiel fully, making him scream in pleasure. And as Dean began to thrust his screams continued, wrapping his legs around Dean. His nails trailed along Dean's back as his head fell back, and he moaned loudly.  Dean gripped onto the bedsheets, pushing into Castiel harder every time.

"Oh God! Oh! Ah! More!" Castiel panted. And Dean obeyed, making his thrusts rougher as he circled his hips.

"Oh your so good baby, so good." Dean said, panting slightly.

"Faster." Castiel responded. And Dean obeyed once more. He picked up speed in his thrusting, earning more loud pleasurable moans from Castiel.

"Ahh, yes! Yes! Faster Dean, faster!" Castiel cried out, clawing Dean's shoulders. And Dean obeyed. He improved his thrusting, and Castiel was flushed. He moaned and panted and sweated.

"You got me close baby, I'm gonna come.." Dean panted, sweating against Castiel with all the grinding they were doing.

"Come for me Dean, come!" Castiel screamed, driving Dean insane. He gasped lightly as he felt himself fill Castiel. Castiel moaned as he could feel Dean's come slide down his thigh. Shortly after, he came hard, getting their chest and stomachs messy. Dean slowed down, both of them panting their lungs out.

"I love you so much. I love you so much." Dean said repetitively, as he pulled out and collapsed on top of Castiel. The blue eyed man wrapped his arms around Dean, holding him close and kissing his head.

"I love you too Dean." He panted. Both of them held each other close in their bed.

"Cas?" Dean spoke tiredly.

"Hm?"

"Take it easy." Dean breathed out, forcing a chuckle. Castiel laughed, resting his cheek against Dean's forehead.