Casper was one of Cas' favorite movies. Even in elementary school, the kids would call him Casper. Might be because Cas dressed up like Casper for five consecutive years.

Cas pressed his lips against Dean's. Dean picked Cas up by the back of his thighs and set him on the hood of the impala. They continued to kiss with Dean in between Cas' legs.

Dean held Cas' waist and pulled Cas against his body so there was nothing between them. Cas whispered, "Dean, I'm cold."

Dean smiled, "I think I have something that might warm you up."

He took Cas' hand into his and pulled him off of the hood, grabbing the blanket in the process. They piled into the back seat of the car and Dean reached forward to turn the heat up. He leaned back and began tugging at Cas' clothes in attempt to pull them off. Cas helped and removed his clothing as Dean does the same. They both were only in boxers. Cas stretched out and Dean laid down on top of him. He began grinding on top of Cas.

Dean kissed his jaw, sucking gently on the area. Cas moaned in pleasure, feeling the blood go straight down. Dean slid his fingers under the elastic of Cas' boxers and slowly pulled them down. He placed a kiss on his hip bone. Then, removes his own boxers. He kisses Cas' lips softly. He whispers, "Cas, I forgot the lube."

Cas sighs, "This is going to hurt like a bitch, isn't it?"

Dean shrugged, "We'll find out. I'll take it nice and slow." He ever so slowly and gently pushed into Cas. Cas moaned, "Come on, you can go faster than that."

Dean pushed in hard. Cas yelped in pain, "Holy fucking shit."

Dean pulled out, "I'm sorry, baby."

Cas shook his head and demanded, "No, do it again. I like the pain."

Dean thrusted in fast and pulled out halfways, then thrusted in full force. He repeated that over and over. Cas began pumping his own dick fast. Every time Dean pushed in harder and faster Cas moaned louder. By the end of it Cas was basically screaming. The last thrust before both of them came, Cas' hips bucked upward in pleasure.

Dean laid on top of Cas for a moment as they both caught their breath. Steam fogged all of the windows. Dean said in between breaths, "So, you like rough sex now, baby?"

Cas nodded, "Yes, holy shit. Yes."

Dean joked, "Cas, the rough-sex-loving ghost."

Cas smiled, "That's me."

(A/N)

Man, this chapter was unintentionally short. I'm so sorry guys. I'm also sorry these chapter titles are getting more and more cheesy. Holy shit I suck at jokes. But I love all of you so so much and I started crying after seeing I have over 2K reads! You guys are the best, I swear. Where do you all even come from? But I want to give a shoutout to StarryCastiel (I'm sure most of you have read her stuff and if not you should if you like Destiel at all) and definitely check out MooseyArt (she's very talented and is coming out with some great Destiel stuff soon so follow her and give her some love).