"I saw it in a human movie once. I want to try it."

Dean stared at Castiel in disbelief. "I don't know if I can even lift you, Cas."

"Please, Dean?"

Dean sighed. Cas knew he was going to win this argument, because Dean would kill for him if he asked. Cas did not know, however, that Dean would only do it because he was in love with him. He has had loads of one-night stands, and more failed relationships than he cared to count. He was definitely gay, and he was 100% gay for Castiel. The angel would never know, of course.

"Fine. It's going to fail, though."

"Humans are so negative..." Castiel hummed thoughtfully, and he faced Dean before bending over. "Now you proceed to grab my arms, Dean."

"I know, Cas." Dean's lips twitched involuntarily, and he grabbed Cas' arms. "I'm not sure what doing a flip is going to accomplish."

"It looked...coolio."

"Never say that again."

"Alright. Ready?"

"Sure." A second after Dean answered, chaos ensued. Dean managed to flip Cas part of the way around, but Cas got surprised and locked his legs around Dean's waist, making Dean lose his balance and stumble back against a wall of the bunker, gripping Cas' thighs in shock. Because of Dean's loss of balance, Cas had put his hands out, bracing himself against the wall while Dean held him.

It felt like forever that their eyes were locked together. It was only broken when they heard Sam's embarrassed and surprised voice say, "Yeah, um...well, I'm just gonna, um, go..."

Cas and Dean slowly turned their eyes back to each other when Sam left, and Cas cleared his throat with a blush. "Are you going to let go?"

"No."

"Good."

"Do you want me to?"

"No."

"Good."

Another eternity later. "You should kiss me."

"What?"

"Kiss me, Dean."

"Okay." It was not a far distance to cross for Dean to kiss Cas. He honestly hoped it never was, because goddamn for someone who has never kissed someone before, his angel was amazing. When Cas accidentally bit his lip, well, that was it for common sense with Dean. He gripped Cas' thighs tighter (probably leaving bruises—wait, do angels even bruise?) and moaned against Castiel's lips. The angel shivered at the noise, which must have triggered something in Dean, because both of their shirts were off their bodies real quick.

Castiel couldn't understand it. The sound of Dean's groans were almost musical to him, and the smell of their sweat-covered bodies pressed up against each other was the most amazing smell he's ever come across on Earth. But why was that? Why did he like this, why did he want more?

Because you love him.

At the thought, Cas smiled and tugged on Dean's hair, responding to Dean's action of taking their pants off. He loved Dean, and Dean loved him. How could he have been so oblivious, how could he not see it before??

There was no preparation, and Cas loved it. Dean went in raw and hard, but his hands caressed every inch of Castiel's skin, making his skin prickle with heat and desire. He ached for more, whining with pleasure at the lustful yet loving bites being left along his collarbone. He moaned a loud, husky moan at Dean's increased pace, breathing out 'Dean's and 'yes's with every thrust.

Dean panted, gasping for breath as he slammed himself against Cas. This was better than anything else he'd ever experienced before...this was literal heaven for him. Between heated kisses on Cas' sweaty skin he murmured repeated 'I love you's and terms of endearment, desperately trying to show the angel just how much he meant to him until he finally came inside Cas, yelling out his name. Seconds later, Cas spilled himself onto Dean's stomach with a pleasure filled cry, and when he was finished he leaned his head on Dean;s shoulder.

Dean kissed Cas' ear softly. "Are you okay?" Cas smiled, blushing slightly at the gentle gesture.

"More than okay."

While Dean and Castiel murmured promises and loving words to each other, Sam sat in his room, a mortified flush turning his entire face beet red.

Dedicated to Casthepotato