Sam sat at his computer, obviously reading something.

His eyes read over the paragraph on his screen and he gasped quietly. "No...I would never do that to Cas! Why?!"

"Hello Sam."

Sam jumped and slammed his laptop closed. He turned around and looked at the angel. "O-Oh, hey, Cas!"

Cas tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. "What were you doing, Sam?"

"J-Just reading some stuff, ya know?"

"Oh."

Sam smiled nervously and blinked. He frowned when he realized Cas was gone. Back to that story then... He turned around and gasped loudly when he saw Cas sitting across from him with his laptop open. "Cas!"

"Sam, what is this?" Cas asked, that usual confused look on his face.

"Uh, um. Stuff?"

Cas gave him a bitch face, then looked back down. "It says that you're...leaving me?" He furrowed his eyebrows and scrunched his eyes.

Sam sighed. "It's a story...remember those books your dad wrote?"

"Yes."

"Well, this girl writes these 'one shots' about you and I."

"One shots?"

"Short stories pretty much."

"Oh..are you and I...a couple?"

"In some, yeah..."

Cas hummed in response. He looked at the chapters of the stories and clicked on one that said, Can I See Them? "Can we read it together, Sam?"

"Yeah...sure..." Sam moved and sat next to Cas. Both of them looked at the screen, and began reading.

"Cassie?"

"Who is Cassie?"

"You, Cas. It's another nickname."

"Oh." He nodded and looked back at the laptop. Sam smiled at the angel before going back to reading.

"Yes, Sam?"

"Can... I see your wings?"

"Sure, Sam. Close your eyes."

Sam closed his eyes and waited. A bright light started to fill his eyelids, then suddenly went away all at once.

"Is that really what happens when you reveal your wings?" Sam asked, looking over at Cas, who responded with a nod, eyes not leaving the screen. "Oh." He looked back and continued reading.

"You can open them."

He opened his eyes and gasped quietly. "Wow, Cas..."

Two huge, jet black wings sprouted from Cas' back, pretty much taking up all the space in the room.

Cas blushed lightly and smiled. He wrapped one of his wings around Sam and pulled him close.

"What's the... blue on the tips?" Sam asked as he leaned into Cas' chest, his wings engulfing the both of them.

Cas put his head on Sam's shoulder with a hum. "That is my grace."

"I believe we need to find this person, Sam?"

"What? Why?"

"Because, they know what my wings look like. It is disturbing."

Sam rolled his eyes and chuckled.

"Oh... wow, Cas. They're beautiful."

"Thank you, Sam. You can touch them if you'd like."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes."

Sam very slowly raised his hand and gently placed it on Cas' right wing. He started to gently stroke it, marveling at how soft it was.

Cas hummed quietly as Sam rubbed his wings. It had been... decades since he'd let any human touch his wings. He'd forgotten how nice it feeled to have them played with.

Sam softly rubbed down Cas' wings, eventually putting the angel to sleep. As Cas slept, Sam kept playing, enjoying how comforting being wrapped in his lovers wings were.

"Does that really happen? Does petting your wings make you go to sleep?" Sam asked, looking away from the screen.

Cas shook his head. "No...something else happens..." He didn't say anymore.

Sam shrugged. "Ok."

"It is your turn to pick, Sam."

Sam looked at the laptop and scrolled though the chapters. He clicked on one that said, Flannels, and they began reading.

Cas walked out of Sam and his room, rubbing his eyes, in his boxers, and wearing one of Sam's flannels that looked like a dress on him.

He loves wearing Sam's flannels when he's on a hunt, because it reminds him of Sam and his smell. The moose always smelled very, very lovely.

"But...a moose..."

"Cas don't say it."

"Mooses do not smell lovely..."

"Yeah, well this moose does, so shut the fuck up."

"Ok."

Cas walked to the kitchen, sighing lightly. He couldn't wait for his boyfriend to come home... His smell was wearing off on the few flannels he left behind.

Sam was sitting in a motel room across the country, looking at a Polaroid picture he had taken a few months ago.

It was a picture of Cas standing up in one of his flannels, a cup to his lips.

Sam loved the way his shirts looked on the small angel. You could barely tell if Cas actually had on boxers underneath or not.

"I hope you had boxers on."

"In words of you, shut the fuck up Sam."

Sam was so caught up in smiling at the picture, that he failed to noticed Dean behind him.

"Dude, really?"

Sam jumped and turned to him. "Shut up, Dean. He looks cute."

Sam blushed and kept reading.

"You two are like a cliche teenage couple."

"Whatever jerk."

"Bitch."

Cas smiled softly. "Thank you, Sam."

"For...what?"

"You think I am cute."

"I didn't say it!"

"You thought it."

Sam blushed darkly and pushed the laptop to him. "Just pick..."

Cas kept smiling as he went through the chapters, finding one that said, Genderbent, and clicking on it.

Cas and Dean stared at the girl in shock.

"Stop staring at me!" She said with her high pitched voice. "And someone get me some clothes!" The girl tightened the blanket around her body.

Dean looked at Cas. "Can you go, um, get her some clothes, please?"

Cas nodded and in an instant, he was gone.

Dean looked back at the girl. "So, uh... What happened, Sam?"

"WHAT?!" Sam yelled, backing away from the computer.

Cas started to giggle, the thought of female Sam funny to him.

Sam threw up his... her arms, but quickly put them back down when the blanket started to fall. "I don't fucking know, Dean! I just woke up like this!"

"I'll go see if I can find out what's going on..."

"Please do!"

Dean walked out the room just as Cas appeared back in the room.

"Um, here you go, Sam..."

Sam stood up and shuffled over to Cas. He took the clothes from him. "Close the door, please."

"Wait, why aren't you leaving too?"

"Shh."

Cas nodded and went over to the door. He walked out and was about to close the door, but Sam stopped him.

"Where are you goin, Cas?"

"I was going to give you privacy..."

"Dude, stay in here with me... Please."

Cas was about to speak, but saw the puppy dog eyes. He nodded and walked back in, closing the door behind him.

Sam went over to his full length mirror and dropped the blanket, causing Cas to blush and turn away.

Yes, Sam was Cas' boyfriend, but as far as he was concerned, this wasn't Sam.

"That's why I didn't leave."

"Oh...well, shit."

Cas was pulled from his thoughts when Sam started talking.

"I never realized women were so soft..."

Cas laughed, making Sam start laughing as well. They calmed after a minute, then went back to reading.

Cas turned his attention to Sam and saw her rubbing her cheeks.

Then her hands trailed down his body and to her sides, still rubbing.

Cas looked away again, his blush growing darker. He placed his hands on his lap, trying to conceal the growing bulge in his pants.

"Aw, Cas is turned on!"

"SHUT THE HELL UP."

"Cas, feel!" A still naked Sam bounded over to Cas and grabbed one of his hands. She placed Cas' hand on her stomach. "Isn't it soft?"

Gulping a bit, Cas nodded. "Y-Yes, Sam it is very soft.."

Sam tilted her head and narrowed her eyes at Cas. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

"Cas, don't lie."

"Nothing's wrong, Sa-"

He was cut off by Sam suddenly grabbing his other hand and lifting it.

Sam giggled when she saw the bulge in Cas' pants. "I made ya excited Cassie?"

Cas and Sam both blushed. Sam had a feeling he knew what was about to happen, but Cas had no clue.

Cas didn't say anything back. His face was beet red and he refused to look at Sam.

Sam giggled again and let go of Cas' hands. She suddenly started to straddle him, causing him to let out a small gasp.

"Cassie, you can look at me. It's still me. Just a girl version. My body is still yours."

Cas turned his head to Sam, the blush still evident on his cheeks. He wanted to say something, but couldn't think of what to say. Sam was putting pressure on his cock and he was flabbergasted.

Sam gently cupped Cas' cheeks in her hands, then connected their lips. She closed her eyes and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. Cas kissed back and their lips moved in perfect sync.

Breaking the kiss, Sam pulled away and lifted Cas' shirt over his head.

Sam gulped lightly. I wonder what Cas does look like under all those clothes...? He thought before reading again.

"Sam, are you sure you want-"

"Yes. Hell yes."

Cas nodded and stood up, holding Sam tightly. He turned around and laid her on the bed, then climbed on top of her. He started kissing down her neck and then chest.

Sam let out a small moan when she felt Cas start to suck her nipple. "Oh, Cas... fuck..."

Cas released her nipple and started kissing her neck. "Tell me what you want, Sammy."

"Fuck me. Please."

"As you wish..."

Cas unzipped his pants and pulled them off, then discarded his boxers. He positioned himself at Sam's entrance, then captured her lips in another kiss. He pushed into her and listened to her moan against his lips.

Cas started to thrust, going slow at first, then eventually started speeding up. He pulled away from Sam's lips and buried his head in her neck, letting out grunts and moans.

Sam moaned under him. Her breath hitched when she felt Cas hit in a certain spot. "R-Right there Cas."

Cas and Sam were both blushing darkly at this point.

Cas obeyed and adjusted himself to keep hitting the spot. He eventually became ruthless and just started pounding into her.

Both of their breaths picked up and eventually turned into pants.

"C-Cas! I'm cl-close!"

"Me too, Sammy..."

After a few more thrust, Sam closed her eyes and arched her back as she came undone under Cas.

The sight of her body withering, made Cas cum deep inside her as well.

Cas pressed his body against Sam's for a moment before pulling out and falling on side of her.

Sam looked over at Cas, panting. "D-Damn, Cas.."

Cas chuckled and smiled at her. "It was quiet enjoyable, Sam. Now, we have to get to work and try to change you back." He started to get out the bed, but felt a hand wrap around his wrist.

"No, Cas... Take a nap with me."

"Sure, Sam."

Neither of them spoke as Cas pushed the laptop to Sam. Weird how a story about themselves had turned both of them on.

Sam clicked on a story that said, Sickly, and they started reading.

Sam groaned and put his pillow over his head.

He hated being sick. Ever since he was younger he hated it. Using up boxes of tissues every hour. The disgusting cough medicine. Feeling weak. Just, ugh.

"Cough medicine is gross," Sam muttered, making Cas grin.

Sam moved the pillow and then started to cough into his arm.

Cas walked in with a bowl of chicken noodle soup for Sam. "Sam? I thought you might be hungry..."

Sam sat up and Cas sat on the bed next to him. He picked up the spoon, got a spoonful of soup, and held it up to Sam.

"Cas, you don't have to feed me..."

"Yes, I do. Now, open."

"Very forceful, Cas."

"I am an angel. You will obey me."

Sam sighed and accepted the soup. He lowkey liked being fed, but he would never tell Cas.

Once Sam finished his food, Cas left the room with the dirty dishes. Sam sniffled and sneezed, then laid back down.

Cas came back in a few minutes later and Sam looked at him.

"Cas? Can you come lay down with me, please?"

"Sure, Sam."

"You're such a sap, Sam."

"Oh, shut up, Castiel."

Sam scooted over to make room for Cas and he climbed in. Cas gently kissed Sam's cheek and laid on his back.

Sam put his head on Cas' chest and closed his eyes. "You're warm, Cas." He let out a small hum after he spoke.

Cas put his arm around Sam and held him close. "Rest, Sammy. You'll feel better."

Sam smiled lightly and soon fell asleep in the arms of his angel.

"In the arms of an angeeeel!" Sam sang and laughed softly. His own joke cracked him up and he slid the laptop to Cas.

Cas rolled his eyes at the song, remembering a commercial he saw once with the song. Those poor animals... He thought before clicking on a story that said, Motel Love? Maybe? No?

"Is everything alright, Sammy?" Dean asked from over the phone.

Sam listened to him sneeze a few times before answering. "Yes Dean. Everything is fine. We finished the hunt and are leaving in the morning. We're too tired to head out now."

"Alright. Alright. Anything interesting happened?"

"No.. We did have to find a new motel."

"What? Why?"

"Cas may or may not have smited the woman behind the counter.."

"Didn't you actually do that before?"

"IT WAS PURELY FOR SELF-DEFENSE!"

"IT WAS PURELY FOR SELF- DEFENSE!" Cas yelled from the bathroom, making Sam snicker.

Sam laughed as he read the next paragraph. "Even fan fiction you does everything out of self- defense!"

Cas huffed and rolled his eyes. "Shut up."

Dean sighed, then started coughing. "I don't even want to know," he said after he finished coughing.

Sam laughed softly. "How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Just peachy," Dean muttered sarcastically.

The older Winchester had suddenly come down with the flu the day before they were supposed to leave for a hunt. They postponed the hunt for a few days until more killings had started to happen. By that point, Dean was feeling a bit better, but Sam still made him stay home while Cas and he took care of the wendigo.

"Well, go get some rest, Dean."

"Yeah, yeah, whatever mom. I'll talk to you later."

"Bye Dean."

"Bye Sammy."

Sam hung up the phone and smiled lightly. He looked over at the single bed in the room, sighing to himself. He had refused to tell Dean that they had to share a bed. If Dean had known, he would probably make fun of him for life. Dean knew of the crush Sam had on Cas and kept trying to get the two together, but nothing worked. Cas was too oblivious to notice that his best friend was setting him up with his brother.

Cas couldn't help but smirk. "Even fan fiction you has a crutch on me, Sam," he said mockingly.

Sam whined quietly and huffed after.

Sam put his phone on charge and took off his clothes, only leaving on his boxers. As soon as he got under the blanket, Cas walked out the bathroom.

Cas gave Sam a small smile and got under the covers with him. The two put their backs to each other, said good night, and fell asleep.

About halfway through the night, Cas had woke up for no reason. He yawned lightly and checked the time on the alarm clock next to the bed. As soon as he moved, he felt a bulge pressed against his ass. He narrowed his eyes in confusion and pushed back against it.

There was a small grunt in his ear, making him turn his head. "Sam?" He asked quietly. When he didn't receive a response, he slowly turned over.

He saw Sam facing him, sleeping soundly. He looked under the blanket and saw the bulge in Sam's boxers. His eyes widened slightly as the sleeping Sam moved his hips, rubbing his bulge against his thigh.

Sam's eyes widened. Well fuck me with a 10 foot pole. He thought, blushing darkly.

Biting his lip, trying not to giggle, he softly placed a kiss on Sam's lips and turned back over. 'Oh Sam. You horny bastard you.'

Cas fell back to sleep, pushing back against Sam's crotch, teasing the boy in his sleep.

The next morning when they woke up, neither one of them asked questions or said anything about the night before. Sam didn't question why he had cum in his boxers and Cas didn't tel him what had happened.

Cas pushed the laptop back to Sam, giggling quietly at fan fiction Sam. "You're very horny, Sam."

Sam didn't respond. He found one that said, "You're Beautiful." And smiled softly, thinking that it would be a fluffy fic.

Sam dipped his head and captured Cas in a kiss before he got pushed to his knees on the floor of the library, looking up at the angel.

Cas grinned gently ran his thumb over Sam's bottom lip, holding it there for a moment. "You're beautiful, Sam," he muttered softly before dropping his hand. "Now get to work."

What is he working on? Cas thought with squinted eyes.

"Yes sir," Sam said as he started to unzip Cas' pants. He got them unzipped and reached into his boxers, teasingly running his thumb over his tip.

Cas growled quietly. "Keep teasing me, boy. You'll just make it harder on yourself."

Sam immediately stopped and took out Cas' cock. He pumped it a few time and took it into his mouth, looking up at Cas the whole time. He started to slowly bob his head, taking more and more of him in his mouth with each bob.

Oh. That's what he's working on, Cas thought, licking his lips slightly.

Cas moaned loudly and tilted his head back, his hand going to Sam's hair and gripping it tightly. He thrusted into Sam's mouth lightly at first. He started to speed up, fucking his mouth.

F-fuck...I want that... Sam thought, his pants beginning to grow tight.

Sam closed his eyes and stopped  bobbing his head, letting Cas do whatever he wanted. He reached into his own boxers and started to play with his own cock, even though he knew it was against the rules. He didn't know what would happen if Cas caught him. He closed his eyes and kept touching himself. He suddenly remembered the toy pressed against his prostate and tried to ride it. Or at least move it to give himself some kind of friction.

Cas moaned again, then looked down at Sam. He smirked when he saw the moose touching himself and moving his hips. Still smirking, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a remote. His smirk turned into a grin as he pressed the highest setting on it.

Sam's eyes popped open when he felt the vibrations. His whimpers and moans were muffled as Cas kept fucking his mouth. He looked up at Cas and noticed him looking down at him. He pulled his hand out his boxers quickly.

I WANT THIS! "Cas we gotta talk later."

"O-Ok.."

Cas chuckled. "I give you permission to touch yourself this time, Sam."

Sam slowly reached into his boxers again, not knowing if Cas was being serious or not. He used his other hand to unzip his pants, then used it to steady himself again. He took out his cock and openly stroked it, shutting his eyes again.

Cas started to pet Sam's head, tugging his hair every-so-often. His thrusts became more erratic as he got closer to his release. He gripped Sam's hair tightly again, and paused his thrusts, coming down Sam's throat.

Sam whimpered and swallowed his cum. He looked up at Cas again and whined quietly when Cas pulled out his cock.

Cas laughed and let go of his hair before getting on his knees in front of Sam. He placed his hands on Sam's shoulders and pushed him all the way down on the floor, hovering above him. "You know what you are, Sam?" He asked as Sam stopped stroking himself.

"W-What am I, daddy?"

Holy shit, both Sam and Cas thought as they read the fic with wide eyes.

"You're a little slut for my cock. That's all you are." Cas grinned and pumped pulled the vibrator out of Sam, then replaced it with his cock, but didn't move. "You started touching yourself without my permission at first, Sam," he said as he took off his tie. He reached for Sam's arms and pulled them together, tying his wrists together above his head.

Sam whimpered softly. "I-I'm sorry, daddy... s-so sorry..."

STOPSTOPSTOP. NO, SAM STOP. Sam thought as he gulped, trying to keep his dick under control.

"You still need to be punished baby. No coming until I say, understand?"

"A-Are you going to put on the ring?"

"Ring?" Cas asked outloud.

"C-Cock ring..."

"Oh..."

"Nope. It's all up to you to not cum," Cas smirked and started to thrust into him, immediately hitting his prostate, causing Sam to scream, and a little cum to drip onto Sam's stomach. Cas knew that he wasn't going to last long, especially if he kept hitting his prostate.

But, Sam definitely showed Cas. He held it for 15 minutes and Cas was definitely surprised. Not slowing his thrusts, he leaned down and whispered, "cum," in Sam's ear.

Sam resisted the urge to cum in his boxers. He also resisted the urge to have Cas fuck him right here, but ya know.

And boy did he cum.

Sam's orgasm lasted a full minute, before it was finally over. By the time it ended, Cas had already came and pulled out of him. He was trembling lightly and had his eyes closed tightly.

Cas smiled and cleaned Sam up. He picked up the larger boy and carried him to their room.

Sam snuggled into his arms, still trembling. He then felt the sheets on his back and Cas pull his arms from under him. The bed dipped beside him, then the covers were pulled over him. He cracked open his eyes and looked over at Cas, who was watching him with a small smile. "I love you, Cas," he muttered before closing his eyes again.

"I love you too, Sam. You're my good little boy."

The two glanced at each other before blushing and looking away. Cas took the laptop and decided to find one last story. Sorry, Castiel caught his attention and he clicked it.

"Sorry, Castiel, but you're not good enough for me."

Well, there goes my good mood, Sam thought as his cock went limp in his jeans.

"S-Sam, wha-"

"No, let me finish. You're a good for nothing angel, that does nothing, but fuck everything up. You're completely useless. I don't know why I ever loved you in the first place."

Cas got the most pitiful look on his face. "O-oh..." He whispered.

"Sam, please-"

"Goodbye, Castiel."

Cas watched in horror as the one man he loved walked out the door, not once looking back.

He broke down in tears, dropping to his knees. Sam's words kept repeating in his head as he curled up on the floor and sobbed.

The dog him and Sam had, named Lemon, came trotting over to him and started licking his face.

With a choked sob, Cas wrapped his arm around Lemon, pulling him close. "Y-You still love me, r-right boy?"

Lemon responded with a yip and licked Cas' face again, causing the broken angel to crack a small smile.

"Aw," Sam smiled sadly.

A few days later, Cas was a wreck. He wasn't doing the things he normally did. Checking up on the Winchesters, taking Lemon for walks.

It's a good thing he didn't need to eat or drink. Cause he wasn't doing those things either.

The only things he's been doing, is feeding Lemon and crying himself to sleep.

And that's exactly what he's doing right now.

Crying and staring at his ceiling.

He wouldn't be in so much pain if Sam had told him what he did wrong in their relationship and actually let him try to fix it.

I'M A FUCK UP. Sam thought, tears in his eyes.

For what seemed like the millionth time in the past few days, Cas glanced over at the angel blade sitting on his dresser.

Without another thought, he stood up and walked out the room.

He got to the living room and grabbed Lemon's water a food bowl. He filled them up to the very top and then went and got two bowls from the kitchen and filled them both up as well.

He whistled and Lemon came running. Cas picked him and a smiled sadly. "I love you Lemon. I really do. But, I gotta go, alright? Don't eat all your food and water in one day, please."

Is he... Sam thought, tilting his head.

Am I going to... Cas thought, squinting his tearful eyes.

Lemon tilted his head at Cas. Even though he was a dog, he still felt as if something was wrong. He licked Cas in his face, trying to cheer him up.

Cas kissed his head, then put him down. He patted his head before walking back to his room. He shut the door and locked it.

'This will probably be the only good thing I've ever done with my life.'

~A few days later~

"COME ON DEAN! DRIVE! DRIVE!"

"Dude, Sammy chill out! What's going on?!"

"Th-The demon, Dean!"

"Fuckin demon," they both mumbled.

"What about it?! It's gone! It's not in you anymore!"

"It said things to Cas, Dean! When you got the bitch out of me, I tried calling Cas and praying to him, but he never answered! I'm worried about him!"

"Oh, shit!"

Dean stepped on the gas and flew down the street.

In record time, they made it to Cas and Sam's apartment complex and jumped out. They skipped steps as the ran to the apartment.

When they got to the door, Sam started banging on it. "CAS?! CAS, PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR!!"

Instead of Cas, they heard the sounds of barking.

Dean pushed his little brother out the way and kicked down the door.

They both ran in and Lemon immediately started barking and running around them. He then took off to Cas and Sam's room. He stuck his snout under the door and started to whimper and whine loudly.

Sam and Dean went after him. Dean picked up Lemon as Sam broke down that door.

They both hurried in and immediately froze.

"No... Cas... No."

Sam took slow steps over to Cas' body, that had an angel blade sticking out of his chest, and wings burned into the floor.

HE DID! Sam thought, a few tears falling.

I DID. Cas thought, his tears falling as well.

"Cas, no... Please..." Sam dropped down next to his body and cupped his cheek gently. "Baby, please..."

Dean watched a his little brother started to cry. His own tears started to fall as he looked at his brother and best friend. He put Lemon down and went over to Sam, kneeling beside him. "C'mere, Sammy..."

Lemon sniffed at Cas and nudged him. When Cas didn't move, Lemon started to howl.

Sam turned to Dean and cried into his chest. Dean wrapped his arms around Sam and held him close. He pulled Lemon over too, and the three of them cried together.

Cas looked up at Sam, a hurtful look on his face. Tears were falling freely from his eyes.

Sam looked down at him and noticed the hurt. "Cas, I'd never say that to you!" He said quickly, throwing his arms around Cas.

Cas sniffled and hugged him back, putting his chin on Sam's shoulder.

"I love you too much to say things like that, Cas."

Cas smiled and nodded against him. "I believe you."

Sam let him go and smiled at him. "I mean it, Cas. I love you."

"Really?"

"Yes, Cas."

"I...love you too, Sam."

Sam grinned and quickly pressed their lips together. "Now," he started as he barely pulled away from his lips. "I think we should reenact some of those smut fics she wrote."

Cas grinned. "Let's do it, boy."

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Aye! Chapter 100!

Honestly, if it wasn't for you guys, this probably would never have gotten to 100 chapters!

Seeing you guys comment and vote for this stories made me want to keep writing them! I had wanted to give up a while back, but seeing the positive feedback I was getting made me keep writing.

So, thank you guys! I love each and every one of you guys! 😘

(This has almost 5000 words, holy shit.)