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Chapter 5

Sprawled out on the bed in the hotel room, Sam was reading through some things he had printed out earlier in the day when he had gone to the library. It was, partially, for research purposes, but he was enjoying it as well. Shifting around, stuffing his other pillow behind his back, he sat up more, leaning back then picked back up reading. Normally, he sat at whatever table was in the room because the beds were uncomfortable at best, good only for sleep. This time around, because they were in a bigger town than normal, they had lucked out and found one of the well run mom and pop hotels that was not only clean and well maintained, but had nice, comfortable beds. As it was a luxury that they didn't often get, he was going to enjoy it.

Just has he flipping to the last page of the printed document, there was the sound of fluttering wings and Cas standing next to him. Looking up at the angel, he smiled then said, “Hey, Cas,” before tossing the document onto the nightstand that was between the beds. Pushing himself up into more of a sitting position, he looked at the angel.

Seating himself on the edge of the bed, Cas said, “Hello, Sam.” Before popping in, Cas had checked on Dean. As was always the case now, the older Winchester was out. From what he had seen, Dean was going to be gone for quite some time because he was in the middle of picking someone up for a night of sex. That meant that he would be able to spend longer with Sam tonight than normal. Though Dean's behavior was still very troubling, not assisting in what needed to be accomplished, he liked the fact that he would probably be able to spend the majority of the night with Sam. It wasn't something he got to do often so he would relish it. As he still wasn't used to the courting rituals when it came to the relationship part of this, Cas decided to go about things by imparting what was needed first then see where it led. “I checked on the seeming increase in demon activity around you like you asked. I do tend to agree that, yes, there is more. I believe that Ruby has finally been missed and they are shuffling things around to replace her. Seals are still breaking at a good rate and the final push is coming. So, they need you on board with this. That tells me that we need to come up with something soon to put things in place with Dean. If not, someone, somewhere, on either one side of this or the other, is going to notice that you no longer have the power to open the final seal.”

“I thought that might be the case,” Sam said with a sigh. “Dean's taking it as hand in hand with the whole Armageddon thing and not thinking anything is off, but it seemed suspicious to me. Now what do we do about it? I've been keeping them away the best I can and we're taking them out at a good rate, but if Lilith throws something stronger at us, we're going to be in trouble.” Sam told him, looking at the angel.

“I agree, this is an issue,” Cas nodded. “Our faction has been hearing rumblings that Alastair is here. That fills me with trepidation. Nor do I think it's a coincidence.”

“Who is that?” Sam asked, curious. He didn't think it was a good thing with the way Cas was talking but wanted to know for sure before jumping to conclusions.

“He is hell's chief torturer. It was him that caused Dean to break in hell. As you would guess, he's very powerful. As I said, I don't think this is a coincidence in any way. He's another that answers directly to Lilith.”

Alright Sam didn't like that, at all! Brow furrowed, he looked at Cas then asked, “You think it's me he's going to be after? It's bound to throw Dean for a loop of course.”

“I feel that it's a dual purpose for both things you discussed. If he goes after you and tries, that's going to send Dean over the edge. That will drive Dean closer to doing what heaven wants.” Cas explained. “Nor do I think that's the only reason he's here. Figuring out what happened to Ruby is probably part of it. She was the one assigned to deal with you. They want to know what happened. I don't believe that either one suspect that she was killed by us. My guess would be that they are leaning towards the idea that it was demonic in nature. I believe most on heaven's side would have left her alone. After all, we knew what her purpose was.”

Sighing, Sam scrubbed a hand over his face then shook his head. He really didn't know what to do or say about this.

Looking at the younger Winchester intently, Cas said, “When you're out, stick close to Dean. If Dean isn't around, I'll stick close. It may be troublesome, as heaven is assigning someone stick with me at times, but I'll manage. Just be aware, Sam, that's all that's going to be needed. Eventually, it's going to be found out that you have managed to pull yourself out of the game then how that was but we need to stave it off for a while until we get Dean in line with what we want.”

“Alright, no problem. If I know what the issue is, I can keep on my toes and stay vigilant. That I'll do.”

“I'll keep a closer eye on things and show up as needed. Between the two of us, we'll make certain nothing happens. We also need to start talking about how to get Dean out. His wallowing and refusal to deal with what his issue is isn't helping anything. At this point, we have to do something or he's going to walk right into what heaven wants. Even with you out, if he's in their hands, something big can come. Both sides are too resourceful to allow you being out of things to stop what they want.” Cas told him pointedly.

Looking down at the bed, Sam nodded distractedly. “This isn't going to be easy, Cas. Dean, the way I see it, is going to be the worst part of the whole thing to deal with. With what the issue is coupled with him finding out you and I are in a relationship, he's not going to handle it well. And, honestly? This is one I can't predict what he'll do. Of course, he's going to be angry over it, that I know, especially since he’s going to find out that I hid the fact from him for all these years that I like men. After that, I don't know what he's going to do. Then, even if we can get him to not do something rash, how to deal with that part I don't know. How do you deal with something like that?”

Though there was a lot of things involved in what Sam said, Cas' mind zeroed in on only one of them; the part about them being in a relationship. He had known, of course, that they were exploring that but he didn't realize that Sam now saw it as they were. Unable to stop himself, he looked at Sam intently, then asked, “You now consider us to be in a relationship?”

Looking up at the angel, seeing the intent look there, Sam smiled slightly then nodded, “Yeah, I think it's progressed there. At first, it wasn't something I thought would work, but I've changed my mind. I like being with you, talking and the other things we do. So, yeah, it's something that's progressed. You're different, Cas, very different than what I usually go for, but it works so why not give it a shot?”

“I agree, we should,” Cas told him with an intent nod. Actually, the feeling that was produced from just saying and hearing this, was something the angel adored. Yes, he wanted this and wanted it to work. That meant he was going to throw himself into it more than he had. However, they had the other aspect of the whole thing to deal with right now.

Shifting on the bed, the angel looked down at the floor then said, “When it comes to Dean, I have something in mind that can work. However, I'm not sure how you'll feel about such a thing.”

“Just tell me and your reasoning behind it then we can go from there,” Sam encouraged looking at Cas.

“It was my thought, coupled with what I'm observing from Dean, that he's not going to be able to get over the attraction to you. It's something that was so fully unleashed in hell that there is no way he can just push it back the way he keeps trying. Instead, he's walking a path that's quite self-destructive over it, letting it eat him alive. Before I showed up here, as a matter of fact, he was picking up someone for a round of sex. Though this is not odd for Dean, who he was picking up was. It was a man and the only reason he was doing it was his name was Sammy and that he had a similar build to yours. It's what he wants and what’s driving him. I'm wondering, honestly, if it wasn't something that was implanted in him in hell that we don't know about. That is possible. We know most of what went on but not all of it. Nor would I put it past that faction to do something like that. It would only aid them.”

Sober, serious look on his face, Sam looked at the angel and thought that over. He knew Dean was having problems, big ones, but he didn't know how bad they were. After all, he couldn't get into Dean's head nor was his brother going to open up about this. In the last couple weeks, since they had killed Ruby, he had opened up slightly, talking in generalities about what had happened in hell, admitting he had broken, but even that hadn't seemed to help. In fact, he had noticed that Dean couldn’t even look at him anymore. It had been bad since his brother came back from hell, but it was getting worse. With a sigh, he shook his head then asked, “Alright, what do you think should be done about this? What plan do you have? You're right, something has to give here. If he's picking up men because they look like me, aside from the fact that it's creepy and gives me the chills, it says that something has to be done.”

He was certain that Sam wasn't going to like what he had to say and might take it badly, thus making him have to work to convince him, Cas told him bluntly, “I think Dean should be added to our relationship.”

Head coming up, eyes wide, Sam looked at Cas then said, “What? Dude! That's-- wow!”

“I know, it's something strange and an act that's frowned upon, but so is my relationship with you,” Cas told him, relishing how good it felt to say that they were in a relationship. “Sam, I'm well aware that there is an attraction there to Dean and sexual thoughts. I have taken no issues with it. Your relationship with your brother is always going to be there and I will have to deal with it. I'm also aware of how Dean feels about you. You need to remember that I'm not human. I'm an angel. We see things differently. I take no issue 'sharing' when it comes to you. It comes down to the fact that I have more security in what we share than a human would. What you feel for me and what we're working on isn't going to change if Dean is added into the mix. It is something both of you want and can work. I want you to consider that.”

Thinking that over, Sam gave an absent, distracted nod. After a few moments, he said, “This is something I need time to think about, Cas. I don't want to make such a big decision in one night. After all, it took me time to decide I did want a relationship with you!”

“That's fine, Sam, and something I would accept.” Cas told him with a pleased nod. “I don't want you doing this for the wrong reasons. If you do it to just save Dean, you would never be happy in it and things would fail for all of us. I would never ask that of you.”

Nodding, taking that in, Sam said, “I just need time, Cas. I know we don't have a lot of that right now, with what's happening, but I need it.”

“I understand and no pressure will be put on you. Just remember that I will accept whatever decision you make on the topic and it won't affect what is between us,” Cas told him. Actually, he was relieved. There was the chance that Sam would have rejected it outright, something he could understand, but he didn't. That was a good sign.

Slumping slightly, Sam sighed then shook his head before giving an ironic chuckle, “Only a Winchester would find themselves in this kind of situation.”

“You and Dean have always been special, for both sides. This is just an extension of that,” Cas told him simply.

“Yeah, well, that doesn't mean that I wouldn't want some of it to change,” Sam laughed, looking at Cas.

“Yes, I believe I can understand that,” Cas nodded.

Sitting there, Cas let Sam have a few moments to think over things then slid up further on the bed when the younger Winchester seemed to relax slightly. Putting a hand behind Sam's head, he pulled him into a deep, passionate kiss. Yes, they had shared more than a few of these since the first time he had done it but to Cas it was still a sensation he reveled in. There was nothing in the world he could compare it to and planned to keep doing so as long as Sam would allow it. As was happening more often now, the flesh of his vessel was rising from it as well, becoming fully hard and throbbing, wanting him to press for something more intimate in nature from the man he found himself thinking about almost all the time anymore.

Though confused by so much and in turmoil, Sam leaned into the kiss, putting a hand on Cas' waist. In some ways, Cas was like Jess in that when he was around, no matter how bad or odd things were, he felt better. This was one of those times. The tingling and good feelings from that kiss was something that seemed to slide the angst back slightly so he went with it, relaxing, allowing himself to lean against Cas.

Breaking off the kiss after several pleasurable minutes, Cas leaned back slightly then gave Sam an intense look, “I want more, to push it further.”

Looking at Cas, Sam didn't even think about it before nodding. No, really, he hadn't thought much about taking things a step further or even going 'all the way' and indulging in intercourse, but he did like the idea. In this case, he was going to let Cas lead and see where it went. After all, if mere kissing was bringing about the pleasurable sensations it was, pushing it further would do more. That he liked.

Needing no more than that as encouragement, Cas shoved Sam back against the headboard then was quickly up on the bed, straddling him. Removing Sam's t-shirt, he kissed him again, letting a hand run up and down the expanse of Sam's bare chest. Flesh throbbing madly, he wasn't sure what he wanted out of this encounter but was going to see where it went.

Liking the animalistic nature of what Cas was doing and how he was going about it, not to mention the touch against his bare flesh, Sam moaned into the mouth devouring his. If someone had told him right after he first met the angel that he would sprout wood at his touch, not to mention want him, he would have thought they were nuts. That's what was happening, however. And, truthfully? He adored it and found it to be highly arousing. His cock was at full mast and throbbing from what Cas was doing. However, he wanted to touch what he was now thinking of as 'his angel' as well.

Pulling back from the kiss, panting heavily, Sam looked at Cas, who had that intense look on his face, the one he always got when he was going to ensure he got something then leaned forward and started to tug the trench coat off.

Though he had been confused when Sam pulled back, not understanding why he had wanted to break it off since it was obvious he was enjoying what was going on, Cas quickly understood. As he wanted to touch Sam's bare flesh, it only made sense that Sam wanted the same thing of him. That he could appreciate. Quickly, he slipped Jimmy's trademark trench off and tossed it aside before divesting himself of his shirt as well. Pressing back against Sam, he began to devour his mouth once more. While doing that, he relished in the sensations of his vessel's bare flesh pressed against Sam's. He didn't realize that something as simple as that could set off the riot of sensations it did. Quickly, it was something he learned to really like and wanted more of.

Lips locked with Cas', Sam let his hands wander over the angel's bare chest then clutched onto his waist as the kiss seemed to deepen. Cas had slid between his legs after divesting himself of his clothes so Sam closed his legs, holding the angel to him. Unconsciously, he began to grind against Cas, his hard cock throbbing madly.

Feeling Sam press against him, he was quickly able to tell that this bit of osculation and touching was having the same effect on Sam as it was himself, because he could feel the younger Winchester’s erection pressing against his body. That was telling him that Sam wasn't adverse to anything they were doing and found it equally arousing. That meant he thought he could press forward with this to full sexual intercourse. However, the issue with that was, though he knew the mechanics of it, he wasn't sure about some steps that needed to be taken or how to go about it so that pain wasn't involved for Sam, as he would be on the receiving end of it. He thought, perhaps, Sam would know how as he had done such things before and could walk him through it.

Breaking off the kiss, Cas looked at Sam intently then said, “I want to have sex.” Stopping there, he was waiting to see Sam's reaction to it.

Though he wanted to chuckle at the way it was phrased, Sam looked at Cas and nodded then said, “Yes.”

Taking that as the consent needed, Cas then said, “Though the mechanics are known to me, help with some things will be needed.”

Though initially confused by that, Sam quickly grasped what the angel meant. As rough and animalistic as Cas was about things, not to mention inexperienced with anything when it came to the act, Sam was sure he didn't want to be on the receiving end the first time if he didn't help. Nodding, getting what was being asked of him, he pushed the angel up then leaned over the side of the bed. Fishing into his duffel, he grabbed a small container of lube he kept for self-gratification purposes. Sitting it up on the bedside table, he then wiggled out of his boxers before grabbing the lube again. Looking at the angel, he said, “Get undressed and I'll walk you through it.”

Nodding, Cas quickly pulled off what remained of his clothes then knelt down between Sam's spread legs, waiting. Looking down, he was slightly amazed at just how hard Jimmy's penis was. A deep red, it was twitching slightly, the head wet from secretions. That told him that Sam, indeed, was very arousing to him in a way that no one had been before.

Looking at Cas, Sam let his eyes rake down his body. Though not overly muscular or highly toned, it was nice to look at. The hard cock, of course, drew his attention as well. Average sized, it wasn't something overly impressive but how hard it was seemed to be something that fueled Sam's want higher since it was a physical proof of how much Cas did want him. He liked that, honestly. Grabbing the angel's hand, he dumped some of the lube into it then explained what needed to be done. When he finished, he asked, “If you want, this time I can take care of it while you watch.”

Though he liked the idea of watching Sam perform such an act, something he was certain would be even more arousing in nature, Cas shook his head. “No, I want to try. Just say something if I'm doing it wrong.”

“Oh, trust me, I will!” Sam chuckled. No doubt there since if the angel did it wrong, there would be pain.

Nodding, Cas then contemplated how to start. Finally, shifting forward slightly, having Sam prop his legs on his thighs, he led his hand down to Sam's ass. As it was slightly spread from the position he was in, Cas began to tickle one lube slicked finger over the entrance. Hearing a soft groan from Sam, he looked at him but quickly deduced that it was a pleasurable one and continued on. Though nervous about this, he slowly pressed the finger against the opening and felt it slide into Sam's ass, feeling the heat of the body surrounding it. Looking down, he watched the best he could, fascinated by what he was doing.

Groaning at the intrusion, Sam shivered. As always when he had this done, it felt amazing. Reaching down, he began to stroke his cock while Cas finger fucked him. Looking at the angel, he watched the expression on his face. Though it was his normal blank mask, there was something about his eyes that told that he, too, was enjoying it. After a couple minutes, when he felt the urge to start fucking himself on the finger, he said, tone husky, “Add another!”

Glancing at Sam, Cas nodded then slowly slipped another finger into his ass. Thrusting them, he watched the expression on Sam's face. Oh, that was very arousing. It was readily apparent that Sam liked what he was doing. Eyes sliding downwards, he watched as Sam fisted his cock. Like with the other, it was something very arousing to see. In fact, he really liked it. While fucking Sam's ass with his fingers, he reached down and began to stroke his own flesh to see what it felt like, mimicking what Sam was doing. The sensations garnered from that were almost overwhelming in their pleasure! Now he could fully understand the human preoccupation with sex! If the act of sexual congress was anything like this, it had to be amazing.

Panting and sweating, Sam moaned, “Add another, Cas. Feels so damned good!”

Nodding, Cas slipped a third finger in then began to thrust them harder. Stroking his own cock, a low moan slipped out. Though he liked this, he wanted to feel the hard flesh buried in Sam. Plus, with the sensations he was getting, he wasn't certain that he wouldn't complete the act without managing to do that if it kept up. Looking at Sam intently, he said, “I want to be in you, now.”

Pressing down on the fingers in his ass, Sam nodded. Though not fully stretched, he thought there would be minimal pain and was willing to go for it. “Yeah, fuck me!”

Though startled by Sam using that word, more used to it coming across in the way of a curse, Cas got what he wanted and liked it. Sitting up straight, he stroked the slick hand over his cock then put the head of it to Sam's asshole and began to thrust. Quickly, the already loosened hole opened and his cock sank into Sam.

Hissing at the burn from being stretched, Sam stiffened up but didn't ask Cas to stop. As he was certain this was the first time the angel had done anything like this, he didn't expect finesse or anything but rough so he was willing to go with it. Stroking his cock faster, he hissed, “Fuck me, Cas!”

Taking that as incentive, the angel began to thrust into Sam, hard and fast, following what his body seemed to know to do. As anticipated, it was the most amazing feeling he had ever experienced. Teeth gritted, he thrust faster, grunting from it. Feeling like everything had caught fire inside of him, he let out a loud moan as his hips bucked harder.

Arching up, Sam let out a soft cry at the rough nature of what was going on. Hand firmly on his cock, stroking it faster, he bucked against Cas. Honestly? This was amazing! He wasn't used to such rough treatment but he liked it. “Yeah, Cas, that's it! Fuck, it's amazing! Don't stop!” Clutching onto the bed below him with his free hand, he panted heavily, body now slick with sweat.

Thrusting harder, body throbbing madly, Cas was moving the bed each time he did because of the strength behind them. However, the sensation overload from it was too much for him. Throbbing madly, he felt like his blood was boiling then there was almost a non-stop throb as he threw his head back and yelled Sam's name before the most pleasurable thing he had ever felt washed over him. Unable to stop thrusting, his hips kept going as he came, rest of his body locked solid.

Arching up as he felt a familiar throb deep in his ass, Sam's hand was a blur on his cock. Panting out Cas' name, he felt a familiar knot deep in his belly explode then came, coating his own chest and Cas' with his cum.

Lying there afterwards, Cas was sitting up with Sam's head resting on his shoulder with the younger Winchester's arm draped over the angel's still bare midsection. Eyes shut, Cas couldn't help but feel different, strange, in a way he hadn't before. Nor was it something bad. In fact, he adored it. There was a closeness with Sam now that felt good, right. Running his fingers through Sam's tousled hair, he gave a contented sigh.

Dozy and tired, Sam shifted around with soft grunt. “Can you stay here until just before Dean gets back, Cas?” Normally, when it came to encounters with men, it was a when it was finished they parted ways. He didn't want that this time.

“I'll stay, Sam,” Cas told him with a nod. “Sleep. I'll be here.”

Nodding, Sam smiled softly then shut his eyes, sighing.

Still running his fingers through Sam's hair, Cas smiled softly. Yes, he would enjoy staying. In fact, he was looking forward to the day he didn't have to leave if he didn't want to.

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