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[Falling From Grace]	By : MaraChanXX Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3824 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural, nor Do I have any rights to it. I do not and will not make any money from writing this fanfic. The fictional basis for this is entirely made up, and is only for the enjoyment of fans / crazy fangirls!!

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   It wasn't long before the simple embrace they shared, made their bodies hot with lust. They caressed each others arms softly, sending tingles washing over each others' skin in waves. Castiel whimpered softly in Dean's ear, pleading for more. Dean brought his lips against Castiel's in a rough and passionate kiss. For an angel with very little experience, the angel returned the kisses just as passionately and wet as Dean had. Their arms wrapped around each other, bringing each other even closer, if possible. All I want is to be close to him. Castiel murmured to himself.
       "Dean?," Castiel slowly pulled away from their kiss to look Dean in the eyes. Dean slowly opened his eyes to gaze back into the beautiful blue eyes of his friend. "If this is wrong? Why does it feel so right?" The angel cringed as pangs of dizzying excitement started to become too much for his groin. Dean just smiled, feeling the angel's hardness from underneath him. He's so cute. So innocent. Yet, he wants this as much as I do. Dean thought.
       "Cas? I am not sure about a lot of things, but I am sure about this. I don't think any bad can come from us giving into pleasure and showing each other affection." And with that, Dean nibbled on Castiel's ear lobe, which caused the angel to whimper sharply in his ear. Hehehe. Found his spot! Dean thought evilly, as he pressed his groin against Castiel. Cas squirmed a little as Dean continued to devour the lobe of his ear, nibbling and swirling his tongue over his sensitivity.
        "Ahhhh. Dean!" Castiel whispered softly, which made the hunter only chuckle softly. "Cas? Never change." breathed Dean softly, his hands now circling Cas' midriff. The angel seemed almost paralyzed in sensations surging all over his body. Dean slowly undid the button of the angel's pants, sliding them off. He shyly tried to cover the rise in his boxers, feeling ashamed of his "weakness". Dean smirked and pushed Cas' hands to his sides, pinning him down. Before Dean was the awkward one, and now it was Castiel.
         Dean lifted his own shirt, and then the angel's, taking his time and inhaling every second of the moment. Dean had laid down with a lot of women, but it didn't feel as special as this. He actually wanted to be with the angel, not just hunting after another notch on his belt. This angel had sacrificed so much for him, fought along side him, risked his life and betrayed his own brothers for him... Dean was certain this was love, not just lust.
        "Cas? You know you saved me right?" Dean whispered, panting softly. The angel looked at Dean's beautiful body, caressing his chest and placing his hand on the scar he gave Dean when he saved him Perdition. He had gripped him tight them, saving him from the Hell that would had destroyed more than million men. Dean, even though wounded, just kept going. Kept fighting. He inspired Castiel to keep going. The scar burned slightly to touch, and an electricity surged between them once more.
       "No, Dean. It is you who has saved me. You've made me into someone better." Castiel replied. Once Dean's pants were also off, he straddled the angel, and intertwined their fingers, kissing even harder. Their movements became even more hurried and rough, like they were running out of time. Castiel's vision seemed blurred now, the heat was rising all over his body! They rubbed against each other, causing the car to creak softly underneath them. Dean pulled the angel's hot flesh from his undergarments and placed his mouth on it.
        Castiel instantly shivered and then moaned in appreciation, pleasure swirling in his girth. Dean placed his lips to form a tight, wet seal and forced Cas in and out of his mouth. His tongue scaled the length of him, massaging. Dean was surprised at how well he knew how to suck a dick, considering he had never given a blow job before. Cas whimpered and moaned again and again, until this flesh trembled and his hot seed shot down Dean's throat. Dean choked and spluttered in surprise, but swallowed every last drop. It tasted good. He smiled and pulled himself up to kiss the exasperated angel on the lips.
       "Cas? You know what I want you to do to me?" Dean asked, his eyes shinning in the darkness. The angel breathing heavily, simply shook his head. Dean slowly put his lips on the angel's ear, and then whispered: "I want you to fuck me." Castiel simply blinked, he had no idea how this worked. Dean had an idea of the angel's innocence, but with a little guidance, he would understand. Dean lifted himself above the angel's groin and stroked him into getting up for another round. Castiel grabbed the base of his length, while Dean lowered himself onto him. Castiel slowly pushed into Dean's tight anus while he watched Dean cringing in discomfort.
         "Dean? Do you want me to stop?" The angel asked, concerned that he was hurting the one he cared for. "Heh. No Cas, keep going, it's a good kind of hurt." Dean grunted, pushing himself down on Castiel's stiffness. Castiel and Dean moaned in unison once the entire length of the angel was inside him. Slowly Cas thrusted into his hunter, while Dean softly bounced on top of him. Their actions became steadily faster, and Dean stoked himself while the angel hit his prostate again and again. Within minutes they blacked out, just simply concentrating on the pleasure caused with their assail. They didn't stop for what seemed to be an eternity. The finale was signaled when they came, the angel first and the hunter second. Dean collapsed on top of his lover quickly falling asleep thereafter.

        When Dean did not come home, Sam was very worried. He assumed that his brother would just go for a ride to blow off steam and then come back. But he didn't. This worried Sam. Sam looked at the clock. 6:34 am. The sun would have chased his brother into coming home by now. He got worried. He pulled on his jacket grudgingly, while he dialed Dean's cell. It went right to the voicemail. Great. Sam thought. Now I gotta go look for him.
        Sam hot-wired a car, and drove West. He drove and drove until he was almost out of the city. He slowed down every time he passed a diner to see if Dean's car was in the parking lot. It was hours since he last ate, he must have needed to re-fuel by now. Sam almost missed the black Impala parked just off to the side, half in some tall bushes. That definitely wasn't like Dean. Sam grabbed a gun from under the seat, and stepped out of the stolen car. He slowly crept up to his brothers' car, being wary of his surroundings. The Impala's door opened and a familiar figure stepped out. Sam raised his gun in caution.
       "Sammy! You aren't going to shoot me, are you?," Dean greeted his brother with a wide grin. Something Sam hadn't seen from his brother in days. "I was just going to come and get you. I am starved. How about breakfast?" Sam lowered the gun, looking dumbfounded. He almost keeled over from pure disbelief. He was glad that his brother seemed like he was back to normal, but? Instead he shrugged and got in the passenger side of the vehicle. He noticed Castiel sitting in the backseat, his tie looking more sloppy than usual. He grinned at the younger brother much like Dean would.
       Sam shook himself a bit, thinking something was definitely up with these two.
       Dean's plan was to tell his younger brother that he and Castiel were an item, during breakfast.

The End?

[Thank you for reading, this is my first Fanfic EVER. Please review and rate! >_< I want to do more Cas/Dean]
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