It was a long boring night at the bunker since there had been a weird absence of things to hunt lately. Cas was sitting on the couch starring at the ceiling, Dean however, decided to pass the time by trying to mix drinks like vodka and jaeger and other deadly contraptions to see which if any would work on Cas.

"Hey Cas," Dean called over snapping Cas out of his blank minded state, "Come over here, I wanna test something." Cas, slightly confused, slowly sat up and walked cautiously over to the wicked smelling experiment.

"Dean, what are you doing?" Cas asked concerned and confused, "Well since angels  can't drink to get drunk, I want you to drink to see if you can get drunk."

Cas getting more confused by the second simply stated, "Dean, I fell, just because I still have wings, does not make me an angel."

Dean rolled his eyes and sighed, "Well then I want to see what drink you like the best, ya know, find out your preference. Which one do you like the taste of, which one would you never ever order, which one gets you the quickest buzz, ya know, what's the quickest way to get you drunk." So I can get you out of you pants faster. WOAH what the hell did I just think. Dean thought to himself. First off he didn't like Cas that way and second off he wasn't, no way no how, was he gonna take advantage of his best friend. Well maybe he'll ask Cas a few questions he would only answer if he were a little less sober...

After trying the drinks Cas had found that it took a lot just to get him in his current slightly buzzed state and, he didnt really like any of them and decided to try and sleep. Cas still had not mastered sleeping and had no clue how to do it.

Dean noticed that Cas  didn't sleep, and since he was a human it was taking a strain on him.

Sammy had gone to visit Bobby, Dean would have gone but Sam said someone needs to stay with Cas.

It was around 2 a.m. and Cas  was still thrashing in his sheets, turning, flipping his pillow over, kicking his legs out of the covers only to get cold again and cover them back up then repeating. Cas couldn't stand it anymore he was never going to fall asleep.

He got up and walked to the kitchen and got some water then sitting down on the couch. He tried to look deep in thought, he was, he just didn't want anyone finding out about what he was thinking about, more properly who Cas was thinking about: Dean.

He would stare at the ceiling and just think about him. It was getting ridiculously annoying. Cas had started imagining strange happenings in his mind,  wild and weird yet oddly exciting scenarios, ones of which he knew as a fact were never gowning to happen.

The thing is that they were completely random, no pattern. Sometimes Dean would come up to Cas, kiss him and say something along the lines of 'I love you.' Or sometimes out of the blue Cas would be doing something and then Dean would come up to him growl something in his ear and carry/pull him to the bedroom. Other times Cas would make the first move, and just pounce on Dean randomly and violently make out with him, Cas didn't understand it, but it was more confusing than a dreadful burden.

What Cas didn't know was that he still, like his wings, had a few left over perks of angelic power left. One of those was being able to read Deans mind. The bad news was, he lost control of it.

Dean however was having a how you say 'wet dream'. He woke up hot, sweaty, and a touch of bothered. His hair was a mess and he thanked Chuck he had sound proofed his room, because he no doubt, moaned a name over and over.

Cas.

Dean had a dream about Cas, that left him hot and bothered. That couldn't be a good thing, or a 'straight thing'.

There was no way Dean could go back to sleep now, ugh. Dean got up and walked out of the room. He was still a little groggy so he didn't notice Cas till after he had opened the beer he grabbed from the fridge.

  "DAMNIT CAS!" Dean said jumping. "My apologies Dean, for I could not sleep."

Dean saw Cas quickly look down, scratch his nose then lay down on his back to stare at the ceiling. Damn, Dean thought, I should totally hit that. 'Dammit Dean no you shouldn't, he's your best friend and your straight.' Dean scolded himself for even thinking that.

     "Hey, um, Cas..." Dean spoke up but froze when he looked up to see Cas barley a centimeter away. God those eyes, a dude could get lost in those and never want to get out. Dean had leant in a little hoping for Cas to kiss him, but then took a step back, "personal space Cas," Dean stated simply.

"Well, Cas, the thing I wanted to ask you was, can you sleep?" Cas looked down at the floor, man, the poor baby looks ready to collapse. Dean thought then scolded himself  for mentally calling Cas baby, but he had to admit, it had a nice ring to it. "No Dean I can't, I still do not know how." That was bad, it meant that Cas hadn't slept within the month he had been human.

"Damnit Cas, why didn't you tell me, I could've helped, you need sleep now." Cas sighed and looked down again, Dean tilted Cas's head up and looked at his lips then his eyes. Those amazing eyes.

     "I'll help you Cas, but not tonight, I probably can't fall asleep again." Cas shook his head up and down still looking towards the ground, "Dammit" Dean mumbled under his breath so Cas couldn't hear him. Why did this sonofabitch have to be so damn hot.

"Okay Cas, you really need some sleep, follow me." Dean said grabbing Castiels hand and taking him to his room. Hey your taking him to bed, good going. Dean sighed wondering if he would ever get rid of that dirty little voice he had that constantly tells him the most obvious thing about his best friend.

When they got in the room Dean flopped down on the bed and patted the spot next to him. Cas went to sit next to him. "Ok Cas, now you lay down, get comfy, and close your eyes." Cas looked at Dean quizzically, "Dean, shouldn't we be doing this in my room?" He had a good point, why were they doing this in Dean's room. Cause you love having Cas in your bed.

"Dean, when I try to sleep I usually make my wings visible." Cas stated matter of factly.

"What's your point Cas?" "Dean, no one - human or angel - has seen my wings."

Dean was a little taken aback, he had always wondered what Castiels wings looked like and he was always curios about it.

"Hey, well, okay then, just do... whatever." Cas froze, He looked down and seemed to be debating either to let dean see his wings or not. "Okay." Cas said, Dean was secretly really excited but tried to hide it.

He was the first person to see his angels wings, not even angels had seen them. Cas looked a little nervous, not knowing how Dean would react, or if he would even be able to see them.

Slowly Cas took of his trench coat to reveal one of Deans band shirts, it was an old shirt so the band name wasn't readable, Dean had been letting Cas 'borrow' his clothes - clothes which he had not yet received back - since he didn't have any of his own.

And the shirt fit Cas perfectly, it clung to his chest, showing off his amazingly chiseled muscles. He slowly took off his/Deans shirt to reveal an amazingly perfect tan torso. Dean gasped slightly and looked back up at Castiels face to see him studying Deans expression, wondering what Dean was gasping at.

Slowly Cas unfolded his wings. Dean was awestruck. They were amazing. They were twice the size of Cas and somehow the fit in the room. They were beautiful, they were shimmery and dark velvet black. The tips of the feathers looked dark blue. They looked like silk and so soft. They seemed to soak up the light and somehow they emitted a soft warm glow.

Unknowingly Dean reached out to touch them. It was like he was in a trance, he took his hand and brushed it down the middle of one of the wings. It was so soft.

Dean was pulled out of his trance when he heard Cas gasp. Dean looked over to see his angel sitting wide eyed breathing fast.

"Hey ba-buddy," great save Dean, "are you okay?" Dean was pretty worried, Cas seemed incapable of talking. He just looked at Dean and shook his head up and down.

"That feels incredible Dean!" Cas breathed out in short pleasure filled gasps. Dean was starting to get confused. Then realization hit him. No one had ever seen Castiels wings, much less touched them. His wings must have been sensitive. EXTREMELY sensitive.

"Oh, sorry Cas." "Why are you apologizing Dean?" Cas said in between breaths "Well these must be sensitive, so..." "Oh yes, their extremely sensitive, and whatever you were doing, please continue."

Dean chuckled before realizing that Cas was being serious. When he had touched his wings Cas had really enjoyed that. Well he did ask for some more, give him what he wants. Dean happily obliged to that.

He started of slowly and gently, petting the feathers, then he took a handful of the soft feathers in his hand and started to tug lightly at the feathers. He looked over to Cas to see his head tilted back, his eyes closed, and his mouth hanging open. Dean then dug under a few layers of feathers and started to lightly then heavily message the wings.

Cas then did something Dean never expected him to do. Cas moaned. Cas moaned like he was having the best orgasm in the world. And the thing was, Dean was the cause of it.

Dean was really turned on.
He hoped the feeling would pass but it never did. 30 minutes later and there Dean was, getting hard. And there Cas was, the cause of it, still moaning.

Dean couldn't take it anymore. He was just about to pounce on Cas when something happened. His phone rang. Damnit. Dean thought while reaching for the buzzing phone. It was Sam. What ever that over sized moose needs to tell me better be important. Dean left one hand stroking one of Castiels wings and got his phone from the night stand.

"Y-Yeah Sammy?" "Dean, hi I was just calling to say that I'll be staying at Bobby's place for an extra day, I'm helping him with a hunt, I'll be back pretty late tomorrow, night," Sam said in one breath before he hung up.

Dean, a little bit pissed for some reason, put the phone down and turned around to notice Castiels face so close to his that Dean almost went cross eyed when he stared at his eyes. "Cas... Uh, whatcha doin'?" Dean asked, he actually didn't want Cas to leave, in fact he wanted Cas closer.

All of a sudden he got his wish. Cas grabbed Deans collar and pulled himself towards Deans mouth. Dean squirmed for a second before melting into it. Dean quickly climbed up onto the bed, and was immediately pushed on his back into the mattress by Cas. Despite him using all his strength to get up he couldn't. He was pretty surprised at how strong and dominate Cas was.

Cas climbed onto Deans lap to where he was straddling him, all without ending the kiss.

Cas slid his tongue across the bottom of Deans mouth. Dean immediately opened his mouth. Cas sucked on Deans tongue and then bit his bottom lip, Dean gasped and moaned into it.

How? How could Cas be so good at this? Dean wondered.

Cas started to take Deans shirt off with out removing his tongue. Realizing he couldn't, Cas started kissing down Deans neck, nipping, and sucking and licking. Leaving Dean gasping and moaning. "Ca-asss, how do you know-how are you doing this?!" Dean said in between gasps.

Cas just smiled deviously. He suddenly started grinding hard and fast into Dean. Dean gasped and threw his head back, groaning and shutting his eyes. Dean was hard and getting harder by the second. "Cas..." Dean whined. Cas looked up at him, "What is it Dean?" Cas looked at Dean innocently. Cas's eyes were so lust-blown it drove Dean crazy.

     "Ca-Cas, I-I wa-want-want you, need-need you," Dean was gasping because Cas was still grinding into him.

"Oh but you didn't say please," Cas said but he took deans shirt off and kissed and licked anf nipped and sucked all the way down Deans torso, leaving multiple hickeys. Dean was breathing heavily, transformed into a whimpering mess fueled by need.

Cas had unbuttoned Deans jeans with his teeth, and taken his jeans zipper in his mouth, and started pulling on it, his nose applying much needed pressure to Deans rock hard erection. After getting Deans jeans off and tossing them carelessly behind him to the floor, Cas went back up to Deans lips.

He nipped at his bottom lip and sucked his tongue in his mouth and started exploring it. He stuck two of his fingers into Deans brief waistband and yanked his briefs off without a thought or hesitation. He somehow got his pants and underwear (which was actually Dean's he 'borrowed')in under a second.

He was still grinding on Dean when Dean moaned and closed his eyes and when he opened them he was on his stomach, face to a pillow. He felt Cas lean in close to him and whisper into his ear, "Dean, I wanna hear you scream. I wanna hear you say my name over, and over again."

Dean had no idea how Cas was doing this; Cas knew exactly how to turn him on and exactly what to do. Cas took three fingers and put them up too Deans face, "suck." Cas ordered, Dean obliged. When Cas felt that they were wet enough he took them from Deans mouth and slide down Deans body towards his ass.

Cas stopped for a second to admire this moment. Dean Winchester, a whimpering mess, legs spread, waiting to get intimate with Cas. Cas loved it. He leans forward and kisser the back of  Dean's neck, before going back down.

Cas circled his hole, turning Dean into a whimpering mess, when Cas thought he had tortured Dean enough he slowly slide a single finger into him. He straightened out and Cas waited for him to adjust before Cas started moving it. Cas took it in and out, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Cas then added another finger, every time he went back in Dean's breathing hitched and he let out an occasional moan. Cas added a third finger when he found Deans prostate.

Cas removed his fingers, causing Dean to whine at the emptiness, Cas then lined himself up with Deans hole and slammed his dick straight into him. Deans eyes widened and he gasped "CAS!" He moaned as he gripped the sheets.

Dean was really thankful he had soundproofed his room cause if he hadn't every one from here to Alaska could have heard him.

Cas smiled and was now going out then plunging back in going harder and faster, dean would probably be feeling this for months, but he didn't care. God, why didn't I do this sooner?  "CAS! OH MY- CAS RIGHT THERE!!!!" Dean screamed when cas hit his prostate.

Cas hit it again and again. Eventually dean cumed all over his stomach, the bed. Cas cumed into dean a few seconds later. "OOOHH CA-assss!" Dean said. Cas then flipped dean over. Dean whined at the sudden change of events. Cas smiled and leaned in close to dean breathing into his ear whispering "now now, calm down, you'll get some more."

Dean confused and dying of anxiety of what cas was about to do. "Ca-as what are you doing?" Dean said in between breaths. Cas just smiled the devilish smile and pushed dean back onto the bed. Dean wondering what cas was about to do, lay back on the dirty wet bed.

Cas ran his hand down deans chest all the to his thighs, he gently rubbed deans inner thigh, and got down low to dean and crawled up to him, licking up his lower torso to his chin and stopping when he got to his lips. "I'm not done with you, I still have some fun in store."

Deans eyes widened, he still had no clue what cas was going to do but deeply hoping for him to hurry. Cas was being aggravatingly slow and he was doing it on purpose. Dean was starting to get a little bored and cas knew that, so he slowly crawled down his body licking and kissing as he went and slowly made his way to deans cock.

He licked down the base and when he got to the tip dean gasped. Cas is gonna give me a fucking blow job! And he was.

Cas pushed deans hips down to the bed, probably leaving a bruise, and he  took deans head in his mouth, and licked the slit and all around it. Slowly taking deans whole size (which was pretty impressive) in his mouth. He evilly looked up at dean and saw that the hunter had closed his eyes and thrown his head back. Cas smiled knowing dean was enjoying every second of this.

After a while of sucking on deans cock cas started to bob his head up and down, faster and faster, after a while of doing this dean moaned and gasped and said "cassss I-I'm gonna-" dean couldn't even finish a sentence. Cas knew what he meant though, he had been hoping to reach this moment soon. Dean exploded. All in cas's mouth. Dean breathing heavily, as Cas swallowed every drop. Cas then dropped deans dick and worked his way up to deans mouth. "Now was that fun or what?" Cas asked dean looked at him, out of breath and panting heavily.

"Cas how, did you know how to do that?" Cas smiled that evil smile and simply stated "that's for me to know, and you to enjoy." Cas stated.

Dean looked at him quizzically. "I honestly don't know dean, I kept having weird flashes in my head of doing whatever it was we just did ." Deans eyes widened at sudden realization of what his angle had been seeing. Fallen or not cas could read his thoughts, but it turned out he didn't seem to know about it.

Well cas had heard what dean had just thought, so now he knew, dean had been thinking those things. Cas grinned and looked at dean straight in the eyes and said "if those were your thoughts, why didn't you ever do anything about it?" Dean gulped, cas had heard what he thought. "Uhh.." Was all that could come out of deans mouth. Wait why did cas do something about it? Dean thought "because dean," Cas said "I kept getting how you said 'hard' and I wanted to do something about it." Deans face flushed red. "Now now, calm down dean your fine." Cas stated "it's getting pretty late if you wish to show me how to sleep you might want to hurry." Dean chuckled "sure cas."

But it turned out doing 'that' with dean had taken a lot out of cas so whatever energy he had left was gone. Dean was ready to fall apart himself to, but there was no way he was sleeping on a wet bed. Cas had started to drift off when he felt dean move underneath him and lift him up. He carried cas bridle style to the his room(cas's room). He jumped onto the bed full of blankets and almost passed out on top of them when cas rolled on top of dean, wrapped his arms around his waist and twisted his legs around deans. He unfolded his wings which dean had totally forgotten about, and wrapped them around each other. Cas started snoring lightly. Dean chuckled realizing he loved the sound. He loved everything about cas. Dean quickly fell asleep thinking about cas.