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The Hunter and His Fallen Angel	By : HisAsgardianAngel Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3637 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Father Caleb walked solemnly in to the room.
"Do you know what could have happened to her? I thought maybe this was a symptom of the sickness…writing something Satanic on the wall and running off. Can you find her?" Sam sighed and shook his head.
"We're going to try, Sir. We don't want this…disease to spread. Are you aware that Delores wasn't the only one suffering from the beginning symptoms of your aunts illness? The great nieces of Persephone Lahash, Jezebel Penemuel, Pandora Eligor, and Emma Astaroth died around the same time tonight that your daughter disappeared, we just spoke to their fathers. It was the same as thirty years ago, eyes gone and 666 singed into their skin." Father Caleb looked as if he were going to vomit.
"E-even Avalon?" Dean's eyebrow rose.
"You knew Avalon Lahash?" Father Caleb nodded.
"She and Delores were best friends, she stayed over all the time. I always thought it was ironic, Lucy and Persephone had been best friends too. Do you think that's why Delores ran away? She was upset about her friend?" Dean sighed and looked sympathetically at the pastor.
"I'm sorry…but no. Your daughter is very ill, we're going to go get her before it's too late, okay?" Father Caleb studied the trio suspiciously.
"You guys aren't really with the CDC are you?" Sam and Dean exchanged heavy and exasperated glances, unsure of what to say.
"No, we hunt demons." Castiel stated matter-of-factly. Dean wanted to smirk, knowing his lover had never been good at the whole lying thing, but his face remained stone cold and in character.
"Looks like Agent C may be coming down with the sickness…we'd better leave and check him out." He mumbled, barely getting it out with a straight face and ushering Castiel towards the door. Once all three men were on the porch, Father Caleb walked up behind them to see them off.
"Look, I don't care who or what you really are. Just find my daughter." He pleaded, looking hard into Dean's eyes.
"We will sir." Was his heavy-hearted reply. Dean and Cas got in the front seats of the Impala and Sam climbed into the back, Dean putting in a Metallica CD and blaring "Nothing Else Matters". Sam looked shocked, previously Dean had claimed to dislike the love ballad. Sam couldn't help but take in the protective way Dean's free hand was gripping Castiel's and the intense look manifesting in his eyes. It was a tortured look, one that was sad and defeated, yet hopeful and helplessly in love at the same time. Dean had always carried guilt when they were unable to save people, and Sam could tell that the only thing keeping said guilt from eating his brother alive was the angel that was becoming his rock. They drove back to the motel in silence, the only sound being Dean's distracted chuckling as he watched Castiel sway back and forth to "I Don't Wanna Miss A Thing". When they returned, they took the elevator back to their room and Castiel gently took Dean's face in his hands, sensing the pain he was in.
"It's not your fault, Dean. We're going to save this girl somehow, okay?" Dean sighed and pulled Castiel against him, their foreheads touching. Sam looked around awkwardly before heading towards the door once more.
"I'm going to go see a friend, I'll leave you two to yourselves." Dean and Cas didn't even seem to notice as Sam left.
"I really don't know what I'd do if you weren't here, Cas. You seem to be the glue holding me together these days." Castiel caressed his hunters face and gazed into the jade green eyes he'd come to adore.
"I'm your angel, Dean, no one else's. I will always be here to watch over you." Dean snorted, pulling Castiel a little closer.
"You've returned to heaven and left me here many times before…what's to stop you from doing it again?" Deans words were accusatory but his tone was playful, causing Castiel to guess that he was flirting with him.
"Even when I'm in heaven I still watch over you, always. Thing is, I better not ever have to go back there because I don't know if I can do it again." Dean's lips curled up into a sarcastic smile.
"Those dicks with wings finally becoming too much for you?" Castiel wasn't good at this whole flirting thing, but he decided that he would try.
"It's not that at all, Dean. I just…I don't have the strength to be without you anymore." Castiel used a shaky hand to push Dean onto the bed. His eyes widened in surprise.
"Whoa, buddy, what's gotten in to you?" Dean had the stupidest grin on his face, enjoying what the angel was trying to do very much.
"I told you, I don't have the strength to be without you anymore…in various different ways." Castiel was blushing so darkly that his entire face was turning a purplish color. Dean wasted no time reaching up and capturing Castiel's slightly chapped lips. He pushed Cas further on top of him and tangled his fingers in his messy dark hair. He very gently pushed the trench coat off of Castiel's slender frame and began sucking on his neck. Castiel moaned and began to slowly unbutton Dean's shirt. Cas could feel Dean smile against his neck.
"You sure you wanna do this tonight, babe? This is a big step, are you sure you want to lose your virginity to a guy like me?" Castiel put his finger to Dean's lips and shushed him.
"Don't you dare, Dean Winchester. Don't give me the speech about how you're unworthy because you are the only person, human or angel, that I would ever give myself to. I've never loved anyone before, not before you. That means more to me than anything." Something about being told you're the only one and being demanded to shut up by a horny angel was sexy and Dean couldn't fight the urge any longer to rip Castiel's shirt off. He undid Cas's tie and got his shirt off as fast as humanely possible, kicking off his shoes and socks and kissing him hard again. Their tongues fought wildly as Castiel tried to take Dean's pants off. While he was struggling adorably with that, Dean decided to help a bit by shrugging the rest of his shirt off. Castiel finally slid his boyfriend's jeans off and Dean returned the favor, leaving the couple in nothing but their boxers. Dean noticed that Castiel's kisses were rougher and hungrier than when they'd done the blow job in the elevator. It made him happy that over the course of a few days he'd made Castiel crave this, a man so innocent and pure was discovering the most intimate part of being human by his side and no one else's. Dean bucked up to grind against Castiel, their erections pressing together and sending chills down Cas's spine. The angel whimpered and swiftly yanked Dean's boxers off, more than ready to get started. Dean chuckled, taking his time removing Castiel's last piece of clothing just to tease him.
"D-Dean…I'm pulsing in a weird place…" Dean struggled not to laugh and cut Castiel off with a kiss.
"I'll take care of that for you, I promise." Dean took Castiel's length in his hand, pumping it up and down very quickly while he explored his warm mouth some more. Dean never got tried of kissing Cas, it got more and more perfect every time. He wrapped his arms tightly around his love as the still new sensations took over him. Dean pulled Castiel into his lap facing him and quickened his pace, stopping when Castiel was beginning to leak major pre-cum. Castiel gave him his best puppy-dog eyes and Dean grinned crookedly.
"It's okay, I'm going to take good care of you, Cas. Just do exactly as I say." He stuck two of his fingers out in front of Castiel's face.
"Suck them." Castiel timidly put the digits in his mouth, sucking and lapping them the way he recalled Dean doing to his penis previously in the elevator. When he was done, Dean moved a finger right over Castiel's entrance.
"This might feel a bit too kinky, but trust me it'll make the experience better." He tentatively pushed his finger into Castiel's hole. Cas's body tensed at the intrusion, not sure how to feel about it. Then Dean carefully inserted the second finger and began to scissor Castiel to stretch him out. Cas hissed in pain, burying his face into Dean's neck.
"Hush now, you're okay. Let me know when you stop feeling the pain." A minute or two later Castiel hesitantly shook his head. This was Deans cue to move his longer finger as far into Castiel as he could, curling it and pressing right into Cas's prostate. Castiel's back arched and his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
"Did that feel good?" He nodded, already panting heavily and causing Dean to smirk. Dean removed his fingers and began to make out with Castiel again, his way of distracting him from what was about to happen. He positioned his penis above Castiel's ass, with him still facing him. He pulled back from the kiss and smiled lovingly at him.
"Are you ready, Cas? This is probably going to hurt like a bitch at first, but I promise to be gentle with you." Castiel beamed at him and nodded, elated at the overwhelming sense of love radiating from the elder Winchester. He took hold of Castiel's hips and very slowly pushed him down on his cock. Castiel gasped and let out a long moan.
"D-Deeean." He looked at his lover with concern.
"You okay?" Castiel tried to calm himself and nodded.
"P-Please move." Dean didn't have to be told twice. He began bucking his hips up so that his penis would slide easily in and out of Castiel's tight asshole. Dean nearly lost it at the feeling of such a tight warmth enveloping his dick…especially when he knew that this was specifically his Cas who was becoming one with him. Castiel pulled on Dean's hair for support and buried his tongue in his lovers mouth, not wanting to feel like he wasn't doing anything. Dean moaned into the kiss as he began to go a little faster. He pulled away and took one of Castiel's hard pink nipples in his mouth, sucking hard and earning very erotic noises from his partner.
"God Dean, harder!" Castiel tightened his legs around Dean's waist and moaned as his pace quickened. Dean pulled out of Cas all the way and then rammed himself back into Castiel, hitting his prostate as hard as he could. The sweet little whimpers and angelic moans coming from his angel were driving him wild as he began to pump Castiel's neglected penis to the rhythm of his thrusts. He looked deep into the deep blue pools of the smaller man, running his fingertips gently over the defined jaw line and the soft stubble that shaped Cas's beautiful face. Dean wondered how in the world his fucked up life had gotten him such a man. Someone so utterly perfect, so sweet and kind, gentle, and incredibly sexy. Dean could see Castiel's beauty through his vessel, knowing he'd be the most gorgeous thing he'd ever seen in any form he could have chosen. He planted wet sloppy kissed down his toned, firm, and slightly trembling chest, stopping only to recapture his lips. He continued his harsh thrusting, going as fast as his body would allow and hungrily biting at Castiel's already swollen lips.
"I…I love you! Ughhh." Dean moaned out harshly, coming undone and spilling his seed deep into Castiel. The romantic words and the power of Dean's orgasm were enough to send Cas over the edge for only the second time in his life, his sperm squirting all over Dean's chest. Dean collapsed on top of his boyfriend, taking in the intoxicating scent he was emitting. Castiel cuddled into his chest and sighed happily.
"That was amazing, Dean." Dean smiled tiredly.
"I didn't disappoint?" Castiel laughed lightly and pulled him closer.
"Never." He was quiet for a moment before adding "Don't ever leave me."
"Cas, I couldn't even if I wanted too, which I don't. You're the only person I see myself with twenty years from now and I don't wanna loose that." Castiel didn't reply, but grinned as the two of them drifted off into a sweet and happy sleep.
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