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Kapitel 12 - New Perceptions

Chapter 12 - New perceptions

"I WANT YOU, CAS! Damn, I want you looked so much! "

Castiel how Dean's lips moving in slow motion, how tough those words came out. These words he heard. What he cursed himself.

, Why do I do this to me? Why I can not stop to hope? Why I have to fantasize again now? ", Castiel thought desperately.

He let himself fall back into reality. The time was back to normal. He looked directly in Dean's green eyes. Expected an answer.

Dean avoided his gaze and looked to enter the site. Then with a slight tremor in his voice he muttered: "You could now say something, Cas. Damn, I'm here quite let down their pants and you erwiderst nothing! "

Castiel frowned. Then, with still the same serious facial expression and dry, slightly sinister voice he now replied: "No, that you did not. I am very sure that there is my trousers down, I feel on my legs. "

Dean did not know whether to laugh or cry.

"It was not meant literally, you idiot. That said, if someone tells the whole truth about his feelings, "Dean was insulted again, stunned by Castiel obtuseness.

Castiel was taken aback by the statement.

, feelings? Truth? Told? Dean has said about it really? Did he? No, but if only ... '

"So you actually just said that you love me, then, that was not an illusion?"

Dean was injured when he heard that.
, As I pour my heart out to him and listened to not even right! '

"No, of course I was not imagination, I damn you're such a shit - "Dean did not continue, because Castiel was shot in his answer with his head forward and kissed him full of desire. His hands are now solved by Dean's wrists and drove gently up to his fingers and surrounded them.

Dean, who slowly came to himself, pressed too easily and kissed her back now. Castiel pulled away from Dean's lips and gently licked with his tongue over his collarbone up to his neck artery. When Dean finally breathe the air again, had he threw his head back, closed his eyes and groaned enjoyable ". - Fucking good kisser"


Castiel, Dean's just been fascinated by raging heartbeat, heard its completion, and looked him up from the bottom. He had stopped Deans to caress the neck, but he is not broke off contact between the lips and neck. As he spoke, it chased Dean an indescribable thrill of ecstasy through the body.

"You wanted to say something else, or, Dean?"

Dean opened his eyes a crack and looked down. He thought to dream almost as if he caught Castiel almost impish grin before he turned back to his neck. Gently sucked it, slightly nibbled and then caressed with feather-light kisses.

"You ..." Dean laughed, but it was stuttering in a comforting sigh in as Castiel energetically worked his neck. Dean took a deep breath again, this time more than one syllable to bring to pass, but before he even could not utter a word, Castiel shut his lips. This time the kiss was not stormy, and he was gentle, almost uncertain. Dean felt Castiel trembling lip. His tongue that dared to touch only briefly on Dean's lips. After a short time Castiel broke down again, but still they stood closely pressed against each other on the wall. Castiel liked the warmth and twitching movements emanating from Deans thing.

, Also, he seems to like it ... as did my thing, I was, I was incredibly happy, never have been intoxicated. "

" Dean? "Castiel hot breath beat against Dean's cheek .

"Hm"

"now is the time to use the motel key?"

Dean turned bright red at the question.

, White Cas what he just said? Does he know what that means? "

Dean looked at him. Blue unsafe Eyes looked back. Only then did Castiel Dean flushed cheeks, his lips slightly swollen, his heart beating fast.

, Oh yes, Cas knows exactly what he suggested.
But what I want?
Him?
Yes!
But I should know ...? '

Deans body instinctively pressed himself even closer to Castiel. The friction that developed during this let him come near.

, Ok, I let it reach it. They say always, one should listen to your body ... and I have just spoken very clearly. "

Dean leaned over and gave Castiel a brief kiss on the lips.

"Yes," whispered Dean and the joy that shone in Castiel eyes, it would almost have been worth only agree ... almost.

A quick kiss on the nose followed Castiel and Dean broke away from captivity. He quickly went to the dressing room and took his leather jacket. Then they both stepped out of the club into the cool night. They crossed the street to the motel to the opposite side.
The rooms were on the second floor, which was reached via an outside staircase.

* Dean's POV: *

With each step I climbed, the doubt grew in me.
Should I really do? Then there would be no turning back. It would never be the same again.

My gaze was directed straight towards the bottom. Doggedly pursued, as my feet step by step, climbed.

One thing I know: I AM NOT GAY! But Cas Cas ...
has anything in itself, something that I just crazy. Makes me think these things can feel this strange feeling.

Although all these doubts my passion had already missed a little cold shower, my body seemed even and especially my tail was not much to mind. Because this beat is still painfully against the fabric of the jeans and the rest of my body trembled with anticipation literally to something that I really do not even want it.

I probably just need relief. Redemption.
But I will get from the Cas? Do I have the right to do?

I took the last step and looked up again. Cas was facing the first door. I was my decision, how it would all go on here now, is still uncertain. Cas and I approached wanted to again rethink everything. He explained that was something not-

Cas not tell me, did not think about me. When I was in his reach, he had put his big warm hands on my face and pulled me into another kiss.
And, oh FUCK, what a kiss. Castiel I felt heat, and even the raging heartbeat in his lips. As Cas' fingers gently over my face drove down to the stubble, my mouth opened automatically and without preventing it to be able to Castiel went into tongue.

Game Over.

What the hell, it would in any case not the worst thing I ever did.
I kissed back Castiel wanted to go easy on him. But he was faster. His hands grabbed me by my hips and pushed me close to him. He could not expect good. Before I could react, Cas slammed me hard against the door. I just gasped in shock because that was rougher than I was accustomed to. But my Deano it seemed more than just to please.
Cas devoted himself again demanding my lips.

I felt like something jerked at the door, but ignored it. Too busy trying to tame Castiel tongue to get air. As it jerked again, I looked up. Castiel tried to unlock the door and failed miserably. I could not help but smile and looked smirking at the castle. How funny it is to that Cas are sometimes the simplest things so strange.

Slowly I let go my hand on Castiel forearm up and down.

"about not getting the little angel on the door?" I whispered to him teasingly. Subsequently, Cas was even redder, but this time with shame. His view was panicked. As if it would all be over if he does not aufbekäme door. Then again Castiel pulled vigorously at the door. In my mind I already heard the splintering wood of the door and wall covering the door and saw Castiel held in his hand. His vendetta against Motels Continuing. But to my relief, swung the door surprisingly gently.

Castiel also seemed to have made no thoughts. For once he pushed me into the room, littered my neck with kisses. The door swung and Cas already pulled on my leather jacket.

Damn, Cas no bones. He really wants to go to the point.

Suddenly I was uncomfortable. Not that I did not like what Cas was doing with me. I knew it was not like it. I should not enjoy it, but it felt so incredibly good to feel Cas' soft lips on my skin. But the feeling of insecurity remained. What should I do if it seriously like I will have something but no idea of and shit!

Castiel had freed myself from my jacket and I saw this just fly over to her bed and the virginity of my sweet ass. When I again felt Castiel hands. Large, warm and strong ... No! Shit, concentrated up, Dean!
"STOP!" I tore myself away and took a short air. Brought the necessary distance between us. The clear understanding that had brought me the fresh night air, Castiel was by kissing and touching again been obscured.

"Wha, what is? Did I hurt you? I promise I-"stammered Castiel am afraid. And when I saw his panic in the eyes, I knew that Cas would not be rushed. That he would not push me. Damn, he did not even have even had sex at all. This realization brought me relief. I could do it slowly. We could do it slowly. From the hot steam fogged my mind even now only wanted to be near Cas. Wanted to touch him again. Kiss ...

"Easy Tiger, okay. We do it together here, yes. Step-"I grabbed his shoulders Cas.
"for", pushed him slightly so he flopped backwards onto the bed.
"step."

Cas saw me in surprise.

"Dean, what?" I crawled on the bed and put my finger on Castiel half-open lips to get him to silence.
"You do not, or, Cas?" Castiel closed his mouth and nodded vigorously. I had to laugh. Quietly it crept my Throat high and I saw Castiel in his eyes, he wanted to show that it is not meant any harm. That he has done everything right. I laugh because he is just so sweet. So ...

moment! Cute? Did I really just thought this is sweet Castiel?
shit, I still think! What's wrong with me? Cas is NEN guy! Damn, and I'm NEN guy! I can not ...
I looked at Castiel's face and my heart beat faster again. Why
feel it? Why do I want Castiel at all?
Castiel raised his hand gently clasped mine, which lay on his lips. Stroked it.

"I like your hand there, that feels good."
Castiel rough voice came from between his lips. These soft lips that are so seductive moved under my hand. His hot breath of the beat against my finger, tickle her.

I closed my eyes and a sigh escaped me.
shit on reason. I'm only young once and I've probably only live a few months ... so why not something more daring. A little adventure with Cas is not even worthy to be compared to all Women with whom I had slept. I'm still heterosexual ... just open and experimental. I opened my eyes again, looked straight into Castiel. And only one thought crossed my mind yet:

Oh God, I have to feel those lips again!

my hand, lying still on Castiel shoulder pressed him back into the sheets. My other detached himself from his lips. My thumb slipped one last time Castiel lower lip, before my hand slid down his neck and stopped at his shoulder. I licked my lips. My heart was beating again as fast as a jackhammer. The excitement. The stranger, the forbidden. It irritated me so much that I only got harder.

Gently I let my hands wander over Castiel shoulders. Could feel the heat through the fabric of the shirt. My fingers brushed synchronously Cas "hard breasts. A tingle spread through me. Seemed to me formally energized. I turned with my back to stand the tension. Only my fingers touched Castiel chest, they went by themselves further down roamed over Cas' nipples. I noticed that they were instantly hard and under the short contact lined up. And they were not the only one.

"Nghmmm!" Groaned loudly Cas. He threw his head back, closed her eyes and turned his back by. Stretched out my hands eagerly opposed. He mumbled something vague "not stop" by and I could clearly hear my name from the prayer. Even before I knew what was happening, he rose even Castiel basin in the air and his excitement was close to my own dangerous.

My breath was heavy and slow now, in my Throat. What I saw below me, let my heart rate up to the ears roar.
shit, Castiel here under me. As he rolls around, begging and moaning. I think I've never seen something hot. I closed my eyes, because Castiel sight and how he asked for more, I could no longer endure. Not if this adventure was to last longer than five minutes.

first had to Cas again at a distance. I had to come down. I gently put my hands on his hips. Sensed while the tight abdominal muscles.
Damn, that is not better here! I doggedly tried to think of something painful, something that I cooled a little.
I thought of earlier bullet wounds, as the balls were stuck in my body and the pain, hot, and had driven into the bone. I thought of how I cracked the bone and broken, were the many times I was thrown by demons, ghosts and witches in the area. Suddenly I saw Castiel slammed me against the door. Looked back as he held me captive. Closely pressed against the wall.

Fuck! That does not help. Not at all. I have the feeling that even a wrong Contact is sufficient to let me come.
God! Otherwise I'm not that way. But all this did not help, no matter what I did, it throbbed and bubbling in me. I took all my self-control and expressed Cas back into the mattress. A comforting purr escapes while his throat and I smiled in surprise. I had not heard that one? Cas began to move under my hands, to press against them. I could feel his rapid, shallow breathing. His abdominal muscles twitched beneath my fingers as I stroked it lightly.
shit! The is not good! But there was no doubt in my mind. No, it was the fear. Fear of failure. Castiel disappoint.

I let myself sag slightly and leaned over Cas' upper body. Part of my stress came from immediately and I could finally take a deep breath.

"Dean?" When I heard the harsh sound of my name, I opened my eyes and in the twilight of the motel room, I looked directly into Castiel sparkling blue eyes.

his own small sapphires.

"What?" I breathed more than I spoke.

"Thanks," Cas said quietly, but determined. His eyes were filled with joy and happiness.

Why, thank you '? What should I answer for now on it? While I was still thinking on, put Cas his slightly trembling hand on my elbow. Gently, he stroked up to my upper arm. Carefully, as if he were afraid I would reject it at any moment. It was just this contact that got me weak, I still took the last inhibition. This first touch of Cas, since we were on the bed. My knees were shaking

. Slowly let I sink to Castiel. With every inch of my heart beat stronger, louder, faster. I just let myself fall to Castiel step and my still hard cock pressed tightly against Castiel now stiffeners.

"Fuck," I moaned softly. Although we both still wore our pants, feeling, Castiel to be so close, the heat and hardness was also felt on my hard cock twitching, simply breathtaking.

As it will probably be the first without the clothes? This thought ready to regain a sense of fear. Fear of not knowing what to do. Fear of screwing up everything. Afraid to do something I'll regret later.

But I pushed all this aside. What I am concerned, if it's the time ... or after ... in NEM NEM psychiatrist year or better at my good uncle, Doctor Jack Daniels.


My fingers went further down. I slipped carefully under the black shirt and met Castiel hot skin underneath. And I felt like, under the touch Castiel shook normal. Slowly, I pulled up the shirt, and so set free Castiel lower abdomen. Nervously, I licked my lips. Dumb was the question in my mind: How good taste of the rest of Cas' body? It took only a split second until I could no longer hold back. wake up my urge to discover and was constantly sped forward. I bent down and covered with feather-light Castiel belly kisses. Gently placed my lips around the small bulges of his muscles. Castiel was ticklish, because every time I touched him with my lips, he shrugged. I heard but does not occur. Could not. Castiel skin tasted intoxicating. It was only a slight taste that was left on my lips, but pure than anything I had ever tasted.

I moved further up the shirt and my mouth was following him. Castiel came back to it. Stretched towards me again and I heard a deep purr from his throat. I had been exposed his chest. Undecided whether I should do it or not, I hesitated. Squinted with one eye on Castiel left nipple.

Could I do it really been? If not ... I mean, I like women ... so why not at Castiel? How much different can it be that?

I did. I enclosed with my lips Castiel nipples drove cautiously with my tongue about it. And it was good. Hardly any difference was noted.
Castiel even seemed to like more than just, for this turned now formally under me. But I still held him tightly on his hips. What drew only a groan and his hand me a broad grin.

Finally, I had pushed the shirt up under his arms and Castiel was now on its free upper body. Castiel hands had now clung to the sheets. I knew Castiel enjoyed here just like me. If not more.

I finally pulled the shirt over Castiel head and threw it into the corner. Cas frantically breathed, his lips were semi-open and glistening wet and I could feel the hot breath tickled my belly. I could not resist. I bent down, included Castiel neck and neck, and kissed those lips again. These warm, soft, still damp and slightly trembling lips. I gave myself to the rampant kiss. Wanted more and before I knew it, I caught myself as I gently bit into Castiel lower lip. Easily pulled out and she was free again. Damn, I can hardly hold back, I wanted to make slow and I, FUCK! Castiel look grabbed me formally, he exuded a heat that me from head to Left foot blush. This view, which, God he knows how it affects you. No wonder he almost would have had sex on the bar counter.

Castiel hands slowly found their way to my hips. They pulled briefly on my shirt. I looked questioningly at Cas. But this left my sight.
I bent his ear. Very close to my lips just millimeters from his severed ear.

"Do you want me to take it off?" I whispered. I wanted to sound exciting and lustful, but all I brought about, was a trembling whisper. Castiel nodded still silent. I pushed his hands away and took off his shirt. Then I reached gently Castiel wrists and placed his hands on my body again, he wanted to show that he can not touch me. Castiel view was almost hungry. He could not get enough of and somehow I was embarrassed. God, I act just like a teenager. But still, the thought did not release me. I quickly took Castiel arm and pulled him up to me. When our collided heated upper body, it was almost done for me. I could already feel how the desire drops gathered on my head and knew I was not so excited for years has been ... more Castiel arms had been closed tightly around me. The heat, the smell of sex that was in the air and our cocks rock hard, pressed against each other, were too much for me. A movement has come and I would. I gasped for air, which seemed to be dwindling in Castiel passionate views.

Castiel went softly with his tongue on my lips just to equal it out with its sealed. The kiss was soft, but intense and demanding. And I was at the end. I came with a loud groan directly in my pants. The kiss broke and I put my head in panting Castiel neck flexion. Waited for the decay of the orgasm. But Castiel still groaned.

"Dean? I-I - it hurts, I think my thing-it, it immediately exploded, I-"
Without thinking about it, I reached for Castiel pants button, I opened it skillfully. Castiel tail was pressed tightly against his belly. After the pressure was released, seemed to detach itself Castiel. In a very "facilitating" way. I was still fast enough and sat back as Castiel came over his entire abdomen and chest area with a low cry.

When I saw the mess that we caused had, I had to laugh.
"Hahaha, that, come on, Cas, that you need not to be embarrassed," I tried to cheer bedröppelten angel. I leaned forward again, while I took the sheet and began Castiel chest and belly to wipe gently. The angel looked only continue to seriously.

"Why I should be embarrassed ... you is it's the same," said Castiel.
"Oh, you've noticed," it was unsure of my mouth before I knew what I was doing.
Cas grinned at once from ear to ear and said only:
"Yes, you're shaking so much and thy panting I also correctly interpreted. "
Cas beaming proudly over his face, but I knew not whether it was because we both were so hot together that we like two teenagers in puberty our pants had come, or simply because he had understood something correctly the first time.

was I suddenly cold in the stomach. My laughter got stuck in my throat. As my excitement subsided also cleared my mind again. And I had a terrible picture in mind.

I HAVE WITH CAS asleep! I almost, but fucking hell, what had got into me? My breathing was shallow and hectic, I dropped the sheet of Castiel chest. I literally jumped off the bed and landed unceremoniously on my butt and looked everywhere but not to Castiel. Shit, I had to get out of here somehow.
Bravo Dean! Real great, you've outdone yourself, can in such a shit whether or not pure ride only you. Catch what with Cas. A guy, your buddy, cursed with precious angel! My eyes darted around the room when he suddenly stopped adhering to a case.
We have no case! I quickly looked the other way. There stood a laptop. However, I was in the Impala.

"Cas? Tell me when you get open the door had not, thou hast broken as easily? "My eyes were closed when the question because I wanted to hear the answer does not really. But I knew my luck with Castiel, there was always the guarantee that everything is a catastrophe.

"No Dean, not natural. But not as the key worked, I have the lock open with my thoughts. The key seemed to have been so broken. "
I started laughing. I could not, that must not be true. Like a madman I was here on the floor and laughed almost hysterically.
gasping for breath, gasping, I tried to explain it to Castiel.

"Cas, the key was not" broken "belonged to a different room."
Castiel's face was pale. But I did not pay on it further. I jumped up, still holding my side from laughing, I started to search my things together.

"Come, Cas pulling at you. And can come back, hurry up, the real score of the room at any time. "We were together our things and moved us in no time. I went to Door, open it was about when I heard a noise. I just pushed the curtain of the window to the side and looked like a couple came up the stairs. Shit, that could be her room. I quickly turned to Cas and pointed him to go to the other side of the room.

"Pst. Be quiet and be quick, "I whispered. Then I pushed up the window at the back of the room and climbed out.
Damn, so secretly I'm cut off any more since I was 17. When Mindy O'Donnell. I got a grin on his face and while I climbed down the gutter, I felt 10 years younger.

When we arrived on the floor, we heard the cries of the couple.

"Someone has broken! Honey, quick, call the police! "

" Wait! Do you think they are still there! "

" No, the window, they are cut off by the window! "

That was my cue, I quickly grabbed Castiel on his upper arm and pulled him away. My grin was broader.

"Honey, I think they messed up the sheets yuck, what is there"
More I did not hear, but it was enough to make me break out into loud laughter. I laughed like it was a long time. Ehrlich and worry it came from my throat. I thought I even feel a tear that stole from my eye. I slowly walked down the alley, Castiel I followed at a distance.


Castiel * POV *:

I followed Dean down the gutter. What just happened was, was ... as been a dream. I had never really dreamed of, but it had to be. Dean was so close. I could touch him. Was allowed to kiss him. And he wanted to. He has myself also touched him and liked it. I missed him already now. Even though my happiness was overwhelming, it was still clouded. Again I have done something wrong. Although I think that Dean is not me this time really bad. He laughed, he does so still. He was not as angry as in the hotel lady. He was only just gone from there.

When we went into a side street, could not I resist the urge. I quickly ended up at Dean. And clasped his hand with mine. The contact sent me shiver again. I felt Deans cuffs meinem. Seine Haut war immer noch ganz heiß. Dean sah mich erschrocken an. Sein Blick wirkte entrückt, als ob mir plötzlich ein zweiter Kopf gewachsen sei.

Will er nicht mehr? War dies nur eine einmalige Sache? Panik stieg in mir hoch. Ich wusste, dass Dean wollte, dass ich ihn wieder loslasse, ihm seinen persönlichen Raum lasse. Doch alles in mir verlangte nach der Berührung. Ich konnte ihn nicht loslassen. Ich rechnete mit jedem Moment, dass Dean sich losreißen würde. Mich anschreien würde. Doch dies geschah nicht.

Deans Blick huschte einmal unruhig hin und her. Dann räusperte er sich und wandte sein Gesicht away from me. Walked down the alley.

let my hand lie in his.

The euphoria about the came up to me, feels incredibly childish and irrational. However, I could not prevent a slight grin on my face.

I felt like something was vibrating in my pants. My phone. Dean did not notice. I let it ring, thinking he could not release it.

"Hey Cas, I must still move quickly, and soon a shower ... because, you know," Dean said to me, and scattered the last part was in a vague Murmur under, while Dean stared at his feet, with the reddest head I have ever seen in a human.

Dean let go of my hand and went back to our first motel, where was also the Impala.

I looked for a moment on this. Still felt the tingling of his skin on mine. The heat that Deans had radiated arm. The vibration got me back into reality. I picked up the phone and a rushing towards me beat.

"Cas-Come-domestic help-please-oh-no fast characters
honest I bi-in-er Sa-n-Cri Cathedral. Louis-A, Lake Charles! * BEEP BEEP BEEP * "

The robotic voice was completely foreign to me. The clipped words were difficult to understand. I only heard "Help" and "Louisiana and Lake Charles" out. The subsequent rapid beep signal seemed to have interrupted the connection permanently. I saw on the screen and knew at once.

I sighed. But I had to make that decision. But I do that? No matter what I do Dean will be offended ... so I should at least say it is not him. Slowly I closed my eyes and I saw the evening like a movie running over. I could still do not believe what had happened. But it is so. It was done and the memories flooded me. It was as if I again saw every touch by Dean. Suddenly, Dean's voice interrupted my memories.
"Hey Cas, are you ready?" Asked Dean, braced his hands on the roof of the Impala. His hair was still damp and stuck out in all directions.

I've probably been here longer than I thought.

"I does not want to hang around here forever. "Dean got in and I followed. Settled down in the passenger seat.

He looked at me curiously. His eyes were unreadable. I saw neither anger nor excitement in it, as he looked at me.

"Well, any desire to go out there?" He asked.

I looked through the windshield. On the road. Then I replied, not looking at Dean

"To the south, I'd like to go south." Surprised

Dean raised his eyebrows. He had probably not expected to I had a target of choice.

"Huh, south So what? Well then. "Dean started the engine and drove south along the highway. I can not tell him why. I will not, will not hurt him, or that he cares.

slowly, and remember that Dean does not see it, I put my phone back on. I caught it again a look at the display, which is still the same message:

Sam Winchester

Connection aborted

TB ...

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Kapitel 11 – Say it!

A / N: Ok, I present the time purely without words ... no idea habs just read again and ... I do not know ... Ne is eternity since I wrote the ... So if something is too cheesy excuse me yes? * Hides *


Chapter 11 - Say it!

Later in the evening

Dean entered the club with a big grin. His eyes sparkled mischievously and he rubbed his hands excitedly.

"You see? .." Dean looked over his shoulder, but there was no one.

'Always the same with him. "

an irritated groan followed and Dean went back. He found Castiel just to the right of the entrance to the club, leaning against the wall. His eyes darted frantically back and forth easily. As if he should not be here, could not be here.

"What's wrong with you? If you come at last? "
Castiel eyes flashed briefly, he saw Dean in a moment. As long as he endured could without melt with desire.

"I can not in there Dean! I've changed my mind, we, no, I should go ... "

Dean closed her eyes and counted to three. Castiel put his patience to a real test.

"We had that all, or not, Cas?"

Dean looked at him now with his mischievous smile, which he knew it was crazy the women made.

"You were an angel, are fallen, and now come finally to the good side in the matter. Come on, do not leave me hanging, two by two, the whole is much more fun. You let me down yet, do you? "

Castiel still looked not to Dean. Looking to enter the site. Dean tilted his head, caught sight Castiel and his eyes. Caught him with it one. Hypnotized him with the indescribable green. It seemed to radiate Deans whole phenomenon formally. But since nobody else responded Castiel assumed that it was returned to him and his pipe dreams.

'He is so beautiful, so damn irresistible. At this sight ... who because he can knock off something? "

began in Castiel chest press it again to flutter to storm. It was the feeling that what took all the burden from his shoulders and at the same time it threatened to suffocate from the inside.

'Oh, what's intended. My feelings for Dean are not just legitimate, so what makes it even then, when I go into this den of iniquity ...

As long as he's happy. "

But Dean was waiting for an answer, but Castiel just moved to the Arm in the club. They entered the club and the music roared toward them. Castiel pulled Dean to the front, just where he could see him put his hands on his shoulders and pushed him further from behind. The music was loud, why Dean spoke from behind Castiel ear, that he understood him.

"So what is it with dancing, Cas?"

"Dance?"

Castiel watched the twitching bodies on the dance floor.

"No, I can not Dean. I'm for something not ... "

"Okay, Plan B."


Dean now headed to the bar where a lot of singles to spend their evening. But for Dean it was just a buffet, where he could help himself.

"So, Cas, do not ask around long, get on it one, I say, let them talk most of the time. Tell her nothing supernatural understood. First, women love to talk to them and if this someone is listening. Secondly, you remain mysterious, and I also think that you're not a big flirt. "Dean looked Cas, and this emphatically nodded slowly.

'Okay, I have to remember that now. wanted to
No questions, nothing supernatural, and the woman told '

Dean just go when he remembered something. He raised his hand and grinning dug out a key and a condom and gave both Cas.
"Here, if everything goes smoothly goes into her motel across the street, I have two rooms booked by phone by tomorrow. And remember, always nice to hold you the basics, yes. "

A thief grin was now continued on Dean's face as he:
"The best do what Sammy has done in the books whenever he was with women, yes."

Castiel Dean looked puzzled.

"I thought you did not read the books?"

"I Did not, but I know that my little brother."

'Why should I as blank even before Cas are ' thought Dean gleefully.

Dean headed for the blonde. Castiel was now diagonally behind him. He tapped the woman gently on the shoulder. She turned to him for having a beautiful smile on her lips.

"Hi."

Dean put his arm around the shoulder and turned it slightly over to Castiel.

"Have you heard my friend Cas?"

The woman, visibly surprised, then looked at Castiel. And she liked what she saw. Although the guy in the leather jacket looked like she had incredibly good taste rather timid and quiet types, and the black-haired man opposite her was not only to bite good. No, he radiated something. On the one hand, uncertainty and innocence, on the other hand, something mysterious, not tangible.

"No, I do not know, but I hope that changes soon."

She held out her hand, but Castiel did not respond. Just stared at the outstretched hand as if you threaten him with a gun.

"Hi, I'm Helena."

Cas still not responded.

, Why did Dean do that? I know this woman not. What should I do? "

Cas cast a desperate glance at Dean. But Helena was not idle. They approached him, took down her hand and embraced instead Castiel wrist. Was close to him and pulled him to one of the bar stool.

Dean watched the development with pleasure. Since he had probably made a stroke of luck. The woman was not only hot, no, they also seemed to go really into guys who had little experience and where you could teach something else.

, is called a naughty teacher syndrome '

Dean and Castiel put his arms around Helen's shoulders and shouted to the bartender.
"The first round of the two goes to me! "

A grin to two and then he was gone. Castiel looked behind Dean still saw this was moving in the dancing crowd. Joined in the dance. Is so moving that Castiel was warm again and also the thing between his legs twitched briefly but violently. Then came a red-haired woman approached Dean and took him in fitting and pushed him further on the dance floor Castiel out of sight. Inwardly groaned Castiel, but he would give anything to be in that moment in the body of his red-haired. Castiel turned around. The bartender had placed him a beer and Helena looked at him curiously over their long Iceland.

"You do that often, right?"

Castiel hesitated.

Shall I answer her ... or can they continue to talk? But, they probably expected an answer. "

" N-ne-.. no, I'm for the first time in such a club. "

Castiel grabbed the beer and Helen look fixed on his hand, her expression was cool.

"I am not an adulteress, you know. You guys make me sick from something. Go back to your wife was not touched, you lousy dog. "
Castiel and drank his beer, but when Helena became louder still, he felt obliged to clarify what he wrongly had made.

"Helena, I do not know what you mean, but I'm not a woman."

Helena's view was changing. From cool to angry.

understood "And then what is the ring on your finger?"

Castiel and looked at the wedding ring on his left hand.

, Oh she thinks Jimmy's wedding ring ... as seen ... I should clarify it better. "

Castiel was just wondering how he could begin to explain to him again as Dean words invaded.

Nothing supernatural .... Remain mysterious ....

, I should make it as short as possible '

"Oh, the ring ... I have not taken it ... is probably a habit I wear it still. "

Castiel turned briefly to the ring and took it off. Among them came forth a bright strip of skin. Helena's features were soft and she laid her hand on Castiel shoulder.

"I'm sorry, I did not know that your wife is deceased. I'm such a bumpkin. I'm really sorry and now I still talk all the time about it. "

Castiel listened to her and she just wanted to again correct that his wife was not dead, but he never had one, that this is only a vascular ; ß was. A Leihkörper.
Dean's words came back again in his head.

Let the woman speak calmly, they love this

, Well maybe it is better not to stop now. Best to just nod and speak only when I'm asked. "

Thus spake Helena continue on a Castiel. Shifted from one foot in the next, and so was red in the face like it was a long time. But Castiel was hanging on their words, remained silent and looked at her with undisguised curiosity. As was refilled her drink, she took it and sucked it to her mouth at last to give any other job, as a widower to tear the heart.

, somehow ... it seems to me to be angry. God, this guy is simply fantastic. His hair ... I would love to bury my hands in it. "

So slowly did the alcohol is effective, and it was all for a moment in Helen's head.

, Well, for today is that my last drink. "

" So Cas ... is your real name? "

Castiel surprised by the PLÖ ; tzliche question of his seemingly endless speech on one and the same subject but with hundreds of excuses for a missing wife, hesitated with the answer.


"Nei- No it is not. My real name is Castiel. Dean has given me one day, these three letters ... and he stuck to it somehow. Why I do not know. "

, So is the guy in the leather jacket designed Dean."

Helena Castiel looked over his shoulder and caught sight of Dean, now without leather jacket dressed, danced with a red-haired woman.

"Castiel? The name I have never heard of. Where did he come from? "

" He is Enoch. "

Helena hesitated briefly at the response.

"Henock? What is this? "

Castiel only just noticed that he had an exceed Deans rules.

"He's from the Bible. Enoch is an ancient language. "

" Oh, so your parents were probably very religious, what. "

" My father valued beliefs about everything. "

"Oh, oh God, of which wanted to I can also sing a song. "

Castiel hesitated as he reach for his beer.

, How does she know for now, who is my father? "

But Helen did not seem to remember Castiel hesitation and told more lively.

"How were you trained for. Catholic or Protestant? "

Castiel looked at her as she was coming from another planet.

, What is now back with ? Him go '

Helena blushed and went on hastily: "Or are you not a Christian. I have nothing against other religions, do not think that you want me ... I mean. Are you Jewish, right? "

Castiel, now clearly a bit overwhelmed, looking for a way to bring them finally to silence.

, you is far too many questions. I do not even know how I respond to the first. "

Can" we about something other than religion speak? "

Castiel eyes sparkled when asked nervously played his hand with the beer glass and he looked up from below, so here is Helena. Helena believed in his sad eyes to melt there.

"I wanted to connect to you really is not too close, Castiel. And I want to screw up, not again, because I've never really good luck with men. "Helena looked at Castiel hopeful, but this was serious, did not blink, looked on with his blue eyes directly and honestly to .

"You messing nothing. I'm the beginner. "

But Castiel looked Helena nervousness. Their tension.

, Hm, maybe I should help her. "

Castiel covered her wrist tighter. Drew her to him. His expression remained the same, serious and honest.

Helen, surprised gasped briefly slipped as Castiel his hands over her body.
solved in a few hits, their eyelashes tension in this magical Hands. And it happened even more. Castiel hands, warm and strong, sends more than just relaxation through her body. They lit a fire in her work. Let their passion flares up high and bright. Helena blushed and gave a suppressed sigh.

, Oh my God, Castiel is anything but innocent. With these hands .... "

Castiel hands moved along her back. The nerve endings unerringly apt and now he cupped her hips. Her hands Next slide, over her stomach and slightly down to her abdomen.
Helena came out a hoarse cry of ecstasy when a wave broke out in her loins. She leaned her back against Castiel chest. Pressed against him, nor did he feel more and inhale its fragrance.

, it smells as pure as a summer night. "

Castiel was satisfied.

, She seems to like it. Well, best I go on. "

But Helena had enough. She turned in his arms and pulled the surprised Castiel, clinging to his neck, to be down in a passionate kiss.

Castiel was confused with the new situation.
, Oh. I've now done something wrong or something ... right? "

Helena Castiel hung on his lips. Suction to it and tasted its purity. It was exhilarating to kiss this guy.

Castiel tried to return the kiss. Timid, he pressed his lips against her, but something in him rebelled against it. He felt that this was not the right place was. Something told him that he cheated on Dean.

, Dean and I, there is nothing! He has dragged me but here. "

Cas closed his eyes and was about to break off the kiss, as a picture flashed.

Dean.

Castiel told him just to feel instead of Helena. The memory of Dean's soft lips. Suddenly it was easy. He kissed back Helena. Drew her even closer to her, opened his mouth. Licked her lips and penetrated into it. Helen's right hand was already in Castiel Hair disappeared. The left was pressed to his voluptuous ass and pressed her pelvis together.

, OH GOD, he is an incredibly good kisser! "

But Castiel did not see Helena. For him it was not there.
it was for Dean in his arms.
Dean on his lips.
Dean on his body.



Castiel, Dean and Helen had left alone, he headed straight to the dance floor.
On the way he gave his Leather jacket at the door and then threw himself into the dancing crowd. The music was good and soon he had caught a small red-haired devil. She had made great effort not to flirt killed, but he simply packed up and ready to snogs wild. Dean, the first surprise was a fact and let his hands slip to her hips. After a few seconds, she broke away from him.

"Hi, I'm Liz." She whispered.

Dean smiled and replied,
Dean Her eyes went lusting over Dean's body as she danced more closely. Then she stood on tiptoe and whispered in Dean's ear, which promised him another very eventful night.

Dean saw Castiel back. He was still sitting at the bar Helena was still with him.

, so good, everything seems to go well '


Liz's hands moved over Dean's chest. Hooked up to his face and into his neck. Dean looked down at her, in their eyes transfigured.

, Hm, somehow it transmits not today. Not like in billion '

But Deans thought to be overcome doubts came out again.
, or as with Cas. "

Dean stopped abruptly at the thought. He breathed slowly and deeply.

, No, No, NO! Not again! "

Liz remarked Deans change, his sudden tension.

"Hey is all right? "she asked, and covered his biceps. Stroked him. Her left arm wrapped around his waist and pulled him towards him. Liz tried it, Dean can be seen in the eyes, but he avoided her gaze. Would he miss but only his already familiar blue of Castiel it.

, Damn, I dance here with NEM hot brush and all I can think is, is ... '

Then it happened. As a flood of thoughts and feelings Deans rolled his head and killed him with his request, confronted him normal.

, of everything I can think is, that their hands too small, you smell too sweet and penetrating, her lips too brittle, not demanding enough, her body too weak and fragile! '


, Everything not Cas' reminded him to be doubt in his mind.

"Shit," Dean swore and broke roughly from the grip of Liz. She was now no longer pleased with this and came him against his chest slightly.
"What's your fucking problem?" Nagged at him. Dean wanted to apologize just watched from his corner of the eye as Castiel moved. Helena in his arms as he held ...

, Like me, when we were kissing on the street. "

She touched ...

& sbquo , So like me, when I was hurt ... '

you ... kissed

, so like me in the motel room '

Each of these ideas Deans jealousy rose higher and higher. Liz was forgotten. In his eyes flashed to envy and his attitude was so determined and dangerous as in hunting. He let Liz back without a response to the dance floor. Stamped on the bar to. People pushed to the side, who were in his way.
He seemed to explode almost inside when Helena her hand deep into Castiel hair buried him so tightly hugged her.

But when it is closer came and saw how much Castiel pressed against them, how much he was engrossed in the kiss, how much he enjoyed it, something broke in him.

Was there any hope? Or to be only the illusion of something special? Dean did not know.

, so I was nothing special for Castiel. I was just there, when his request broke out. Just insert any person in which he has spared himself. What was I thinking at all here. I am nothing, have nothing on me, for which one would change his life. I come, bring a few laughs and I'm in the next second forget it ... so it's always been and will never change '

When Dean was about to leave the two alone, Castiel Helena pushed on the counter. You could do that with him, went even further and moaned even louder. The other club-goers threw already irritated glances at her.

Although Dean had decided to do nothing, he could not help it that the urge in him to end this here, so much stronger and it was literally forced. Before he knew it there, he had already Castiel gripped by the shoulders and pulled him down from Helena. He grabbed his elbow and pulled him away from the bar through the crowd. Shortly after they had crossed the dance floor, tore Castiel going on.

"Dean! What's the matter with you, "Castiel Dean stared directly. His eyes drilled formally in Deans.

, Oh God, those eyes. Why does it make me like to gaze into those eyes? " While Dean thought that it was close to him in his jeans and hotter.

Dean looked away, could Castiel fool as long as he looked at him.

"You, you, it was not right, what did you do that was to ..."

"NOT TRUE!" Castiel interrupted him at once into a deep roar. Dean was startled and jumped back slightly.

, that he reacted so hard, I had not expected. She had seemed well but to be very important. Damn it. "

" Dean, what's this doing here? "Continued Castiel and made a step toward Dean.

Deans views soared, prized Castiel. Paid attention to every movement, which he did.

"You wanted that we enjoy ourselves here to have fun and meet with women!"
Castiel went a step toward Dean. Dean more instinctively to the rear.

"You wanted me to come with you, that it would be a couple so much fun!"

more step. Dean went back again, but now he could already feel the wall behind him. Castiel look was still addressed to him like the barrel of a shotgun. Cannulated him. Tied him formally.

"You wanted to get me a woman, because I have yet so necessary, but that I should look good in this life!"

Castiel took a final step of Dean. Dean pressed still closer to the wall as he could, if he only tried hard enough to escape through.

Castiel stood before him, only millimeters separated their bodies from each other. Although Dean was larger than Castiel, he felt just the opposite. Castiel exuded something. His deep rumbling voice chased him a shiver down the spine, which excited him with every syllable of Castiel mouth more. His aura was dominant, almost threatening.

Dean's eyes darted about Castiel body, his face, his arms, his chest. Partly out of fear, but to a much larger part of desire, which came from within. What was so foreign to him.

Castiel groaned. And hung his head briefly. Then he jumped in front of a second to the next he was Dean's wrists with his hands against the wall pinned. Held him captive.

"Dean," he whispered, now only with a rough voice.

"I have enough of it, first you want me to sleep with this woman, then if it works you tug me away! Why?

Dean shrugged arms, on impulse, he wanted to kiss Castiel, but this only pushed him even stronger against the wall and thus prevented it.

Dean was on the one hand, glad that he had not already been so made a silly mistake, but on the other hand, scared and Castiel as he degree of anger and despair in his eyes read.

"Enough of Dean," Castiel he whispered in his ear now. The warm breath of his words had a significant effect on Dean. He was previously uncertain whether he was excited, so there was now no longer in doubt. Because the effect immediately jumped in Deans step and his tail is now pressed painfully against the fabric of the jeans.

"I've had enough of your gestures. I can not read your actions, they do not understand. So listen to me finally point to do what you want, but say it! Tell me what you want and stick to it. "

Dean was caught by surprise, did not know what he should do.

"Cas ... I, you, let me ..."

"NO!" Castiel expressed himself and now his whole body against Dean.
"You shall tell me only what you want,"

Dean breath away it's breath. He felt Castiel everywhere. And this had to feel it.

all from him.

Dean's pulse was fired at one hundred and eighty, and his heart was racing so fast already that he counted every second with a heart attack.
Castiel his face was so close. Their noses almost touched. Dean would stretch out his tongue, he knew, so he could lick lips over Castiel. So close they are.
The smell of Castiel could not be otherwise described as exhilarating. Everything was unimportant. Dean's head was deserted and returned only remained his deepest wish. What he wanted most.

He echoed over and over again in his empty head. With every second that he looked into the face of the angel, he echoed louder. With every moment that he saw pass in this sky-blue eyes, resonated more clearly. Until he could no longer suppress it. Until Deans last barricade fell and he cried out just what he felt what he wanted so desperately.

"I WANT YOU, CAS! Damn, I want you so much "

TB ...

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Kapitel 10 - Ein böses Erwachen

Chapter 10 - A rude awakening

* Castiel POV: *


I woke up when I touched something warm and soft on my neck. I blinked and looked directly into the rising sun, which shone through the window. The next thing I noticed was the heat that radiated to my back. I wanted to check to see what was the reason for it, but something held me.
An arm.
Is that possible? I looked at the muscular arm that was up around my waist up to my chest. No, it can not be true. I must be dreaming. But when I dream already? I carefully turned my head to the left. And looked at Dean, not even an inch away from me, sleeping face. There it was again, the tingling which is established every time I came close to Dean. I turned my head slowly to the window. Dean growled briefly and the vibrations spread to my entire body. His arm pulled me even closer to him. And I felt his whole body. He was dressed only in boxer shorts. His face deeper into my neck and Dean took a deep breath. A blissful sigh in turn was followed as I closed my eyes. Enjoyed it. I could feel his heart beat calmly. Directly against my body. Noticed with every breath that he carries, as his broad chest against my back arched. I took Dean's body senses as never before. My heart raced, as would try to escape through my throat.
Quiet, not so hectic. Dean now when I wake it's over.
Or?
He's come to me, is not it? He is into bed with me and is close searched. I had urged him to do. So could he might ...
Dean was moving again. Rubbed against me. And I could feel something big and hard pressed on my butt. Startled, I opened my eyes, because now my body seemed to be out of control. Never before has the feeling was so strong as in this moment. The tingling. The tremor. My heart beat. Everything was much more intense than ever before. Suddenly it was close in my boxer shorts. The thing between my legs seemed to come alive. It twitched and throbbed. Yes, it was raised again and pressed against the fabric. I felt the heartbeat of the thing. With each blow, it pressed against the fabric and gave me an exhilarating Feeling. I had to pull myself together to not groan loudly. Whatever it was, it should not stop. Why I have not discovered earlier? Dean pressed briefly against my back and my thing now pressed into the mattress. I felt the full length of my thigh. It was hot, burned, literally. Then I was overcome expect a showcase of my loins.
"HM .."
I could not suppress a short groan.


* Dean's POV: *

Damn, I've slept well. This time I had suffered no nightmares. What was the reason for the huge bulge in my shorts well.
The pillow in my hand smelled incredible. I pressed my nose into it and took a deep pull. It literally made me drunk. I moved closer to me. My cock pressed against a rear end all at once. A very tight and crisp bottoms. A smile appeared on my face as I pressed close to the solid meat.
Wait a minute ... since when have pillows for Butts? An uneasy feeling crept over me. Maybe I dream and I lie next to a hot bride. My hand went to the chest of the body unknown to me. While waiting to be found two plump boobs. But what I felt was a muscular and taut chest. Although I would have to be at this moment already aware that this would come to no good awakening, I explored further the body, wanted certainty. Would not accept the inevitable and probably made things worse by my Leugnerei. My hand moved gently away from your chest and stroked his belly. I counted the muscles which it became clear by the soft skin. Could feel how the body was breathing. Then I made probably the biggest mistake. In my curiosity and stubbornness do not stop I let my hand wander further south. How self-involved
my hand the big hard bulge in the shorts. Pressed it firmly, and thus the body even closer to me and my own erection. My brain

seemed to have decided finally to go into operation. Everything I had seen was made up to a terrible image. I opened my eyes and looked directly at Castiel broad shoulder.

Not only that, I hugged him even when he was my lifeline at sea.
aware of this and my growing panic in me now, I tried to save the situation somehow. Me to explain themselves.
Hmm, perhaps a start would be to take finally my hand from my cock and Castiel by his own ass. Although I ran these thoughts through my head, holding my hand, it is still necessary to stroke Castiel on. When I finally punched

as from a scorpion of Cas moved away, I made a loud and ugly finish to the floor.

"Dean, are you all right?" Castiel asked anxiously.

I was back down to the same location as the previous night and groaned accordingly. I looked up and saw Castiel looked over the edge of the bed down to me.
How can he do after all, even the normal face. He thinks it not that I am now with him ... Oh shit, damn, I think something must have. I scrambled up quickly. However, not thinking of my condition. So it was that now my pride and joy in front of face Castiel nodded at half mast. As for how often told me was still a remarkable phenomenon was.
Castiel head colored in a deep magenta, and he began to stutter. I reacted quickly and took a pillow in my reach to cover the bulge in my shorts. God, my head felt like an oven and I would hole up at this moment in such a favorite. But I knew I was guilty Cas a statement. First I told him we were just friends, and now I wake up with him in Spoons. Dean Think, think. I put everything on one card, and trusted in good faith Castiel.

I began, in a breathtaking speed to tell.
"This was a test. I have checked whether you are ill. In humans, it makes it that way. Hahah is funny, what ... and Guess ... 're Back fully on the dam. So, we do still nen breakfast and then we drive off. At best, you shower up again, found it good. Meanwhile, I look, what about your stuff ... "

Castiel was obviously struggling to process this new information. He looked disappointed. Injured. He bit his lip, as would dare say something, but is not.

Damn, I've probably already awakened hope in him, and again destroyed. Suddenly I realized that something expressed by the pillow against my hand. I groaned.
This must surely not be true. I turned around, went to my bag and rummaged around in it.

"Cas! Go up shower ever, I will not have to wait for later. "
short time later I heard the bathroom door and walked I was alone in the room. I took the pillow away and then watched as my cock stood in all its glory, visibly strained the bonds of shorts. God, what's wrong with me. I fell to the ground. With the back of my head I came lightly against the cabinet. Tried to suppress my thoughts of Cas.

The pain did not help. I saw Castiel trench coat. He was over it. Well then I'll only give him something of my clothes. I was looking in the bag for something suitable. Hm, what it would probably be good ...? Damn Dean Winchester grip on you. Cas does not matter how he looks, and when he hops on a duck pajamas around. I grabbed a dark blue jeans, a black shirt with no words and my dark green jacket. And another set of new shorts and socks.

* Castiel POV: * I entered the

Bathroom and leaned against the door. My head fell against the wood.
A test? Was it really been a test? One thing was quite certain I was no longer sick. I felt like my energy pulsed in me, as a liquid light was in my veins. My body felt strong again, but my mind was shattered for ever. Did people really, to see if it was recovered? I doubt it. But Dean seems to have his actions were not aware. He needed an excuse to not lose his face in front of me ... or from yourself And I hope it only that he trusts me once ... can be covered once.
Dean ...
My mind wandered back to his hands. What they had done to me. As they had touched me. Where they had touched me ...
The thing was on the rise again. It became harder and harder. I could not clean my thoughts. My head is not clear. I took off the shirt and the now far too tight boxer. It was a relief, even a blessing, as the thing was finally free. I got into the shower. Wanted to switch off again as the last time the water was hot, the steam fogged after a short time, the shower walls and Mirror. The drops glistened on my body, but there was no peace to feel it this time. The twitching and throbbing of the thing was reinforced. My thoughts were still with Dean. His smell. I began to lather my chest and arms with the shower gel. Dean's face flashed before my eyes. I closed my eyes to keep the image longer. Its distinctive features, his beautiful and unique green eyes.
I soaped my stomach, pulled it went, just above my hip and back, as a new picture emerged.
Dean's chest.
His broad shoulders, his muscular chest ....
The thing between my legs twitched several times violently at that thought and I pushed my right hand lower. Seized it. Held it. I saw Dean's strong arms. Introduced me to her, I would hug from behind ... hold me. My hand began to move. Began to rub the thing. It was intoxicating. Every movement sent out new shocks and the thing jerked violently, was bigger and harder. It asked for more. I gave everything. Moved his hand faster. Suddenly, I imagined that Dean's hand rubbed my thing. It did not miss its effect. I gasped and could not endure the waves that broke on me. I pushed the skin back and forth faster. Dean asked me big warm hand on the steel-hard shaft before bouncing. As he rubbed it. A wave of ecstasy came over me that made my knees are soft. I rested with my left arm against the cabin wall to have support. My knees trembled, and the water dripped continuously on my head. Flowed in a steady stream of my eyelids closed and the rest of the body. At the top of the thing formed a slippery liquid. I did not know why I did it, but I pressed my thumb firmly against the sensitive Tip. Imagined it would be Dean. A hoarse groan followed, which I drove the air from the lungs. I began my hips against his hand move. The thumb still pressed against the tip while the hand of mercy to the shaft slid up and down. Deep in my pool, my loins seemed to bubble slightly. To the surface to do. I thought I would explode at any moment. But then ...

"Hey Cas! I put you through your stuff here, so you can move up the same. "

Deans voice woke me from my trance. I let go of the moment now heavily pounding thing. I slipped, banged against the shower wall and held me in time to not have to lie a crash landing. And I had to have adjusted the shower because the hot water turned into an icy chill. It was as if thousands of little icicles rain down on my body. I gasped for breath, frightened. Tried in vain to repair the shower again. The fire and desire in me seemed to slowly go out. The thing shrank to its original size and in my head, it was again clear.

"Hey Cas is all right?" Dean asked, worried, and I saw his schemes of increasingly moved into the bathroom.

me he can not see it. He is-

"Yes it is all right ... I just slipped."

"Cas really, it's no problem if you need help,"

"I said: It Good," I went to Dean and prayed that this finally disappeared. I saw schemes such as Deans paused. His arms seemed to sag down and finally
"Well, your things are in any case here, ok?", Then he went out and closed the door.

I managed to finally bring the shower, I fell on the cabin floor.
In me there was an emptiness, a dissatisfaction.
what was that? What did I do? Why was it so great? And why it was exhilarating, as I was thinking of Dean? I want nothing from him ...

who I am doing here was ... I want him. All of it. Touch him. Whenever and wherever I can.
I sighed.
But he will not or can not. It is repugnant to him, it's not legal. But when I turn it again to confront ...

No, I will not push back. I was going to be what he wants.
A friend. An ally and no more.
I looked obliquely out of the shower and go directly to the door. Behind it was Dean. I sighed.
Even though I know I feel much more for him. I do not deny it. My thoughts will no longer suppress.
But Dean is therefore no longer be charged.

I got out of the shower and dried myself. Pulled the things at which Dean had given me and left the bathroom.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Dean was already sitting at the table and the food had been unpacked.
He looked up as Castiel came out of the bathroom, and it seemed to patterns.

'Oh man, this is a great Cas ... He should wear something loose clothes often. "

Castiel looked down at himself.

was "Have I anything dressed wrong?"

Dean from his Thoughts torn.

"What? No. If everything is great. Come, sit. I'll have breakfast brought. "
Dean pointed to the place beside him.
"We have eggs, bacon, French toast, pancakes. I did not know if you like coffee so I gave you a little juice and water brought. "

Castiel frowned.

"Dean you know that I need no food."

Castiel Dean looked briefly as if he had just omitted this fact.

"Yes, but the cheeseburger you have tasted it and also because you were sure not hungry. Besides, who says what to do already. Enjoy Just something. Try you out. Start with breakfast at. "
Dean laughed briefly and then began to eat. Castiel was now well. The smell was pleasant and he just tried a few things.

Castiel found that food was a terrific thing. Everything tasted different. Some things taste better if you mixed it, another bad, depending on what you did together.

Dean was watching him the whole time with a grin. Castiel Dean looked inquiringly at the edge of his coffee cup.

"What?"

"Nothing. Except that I have never seen someone so like you have to eat. And when Sammy says, I establish close links with ne of my food. "Dean's smile grew wider and his eyes shone right.

Castiel heart was now in full swing and he could not help but stare again and again to Dean.

'He has so much trouble to cook me something. Me to do something good. Although it would be unnecessary and would have to do much more important things. " Castiel touched something in itself and a small tear stole from his right eye. He quickly wiped it away before Dean noticed.

'I should not do more but because of him ... But somehow it was different this time. This time ... I think I'm falling just him even more. "

Dean leafed through the newspaper and stopped at a headline that caught his attention.

Night Club in Sunset Dale opened.

'Hm, I think we stay for ne night here. Bobby has anyway nothing new, and apparently I've already re-seed acute congestion when I think of this morning. "

"Hey Cas, we go out tonight."

Castiel had just want to make the bacon to his mouth, but when he heard Dean, he missed his mouth and smooth the strip fell beside his plate. Castiel Dean stared in dumbfounded.

"Doing what?"

"from walking on stalking women." Dean grinned dirty and beat firmly Castiel on the shoulder.
"I'm your wingman, your co-pilot, your partner excavators. Trust me, I'll get you ne hot screw and then we will awaken your life force. Supposed to be ridiculous if we make this angel is no Lady Killer. "

" Dean! I will not kill women, "

Annoyed interrupted him Dean.
"Cas! What they say only pretending. Believe me, some girls are on your type. "

" So I have a type? "

" We are working on getting there. Tonight we will enjoy ourselves just. "

Castiel did not reply.

'Hmm, well if Dean needs his fun I'm going to go with him and I will not embarrass him this time. "

suggested a small glimmer of hope in the Castiel.

disappear 'Maybe yes, my feelings for Dean, when I'm with a woman? "

Dean got up and just wanted to clear the table when he stopped and looked at Castiel amused.

"Cas you got there, oh, hold still."

Dean took a napkin and wiped the coffee Castiel beard whose upper lip. How
in slow motion, it seemed so Castiel, Dean tenderly wiped his mouth.

Castiel heart skipped a few beats.

His hope was destroyed.
'Never will a woman give me what gives me Dean. With every look, every gesture, every touch I fall to this man, this man any more. I think I'm going to die. Choking on these feelings for Dean. It is the most beautiful and most cruel death at once. "

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Kapitel 9 – Hard times - Part three

A / N: Tara Benchley is the "actress from Season 2 with the Dean when he had what such a" super "was PA. That with the spirits of the film set. ;)

Chapter 9 - Hard Times - Part III

the evening ...

Dean came into the room. He was sweaty and his clothes had gotten some blood and dirt stains. Castiel looked briefly from the book.

"What happened?"

"demon found. He was the wrong thing. Is dead and I need urgently ne shower. "

Dean grabbed a few of his things and went to the bathroom. It fell on the pile of books on the bedside table. "Say, have you read about here?"

Castiel not stopped reading, but replied only: ". Yes, I have"

Dean raised his eyebrows, as always when he was annoyed by something and disappeared into the bathroom.

When Dean came back with fresh clothes in the room saw Castiel to move, his head was even redder than it already has, he just winked and pretended to read again.

"What is now again, Cas?"

Castiel jumped up frightened and closed the book. "Ni .. nothing is going on. Why?

"Because you looking at, as one would have caught up tension." Los Dean snorted and shook his head and went to bed.

"bands I would not call that, I mean, that's ... I want to say ... and this .. "

Dean approved a sip from his flask and Castiel looked at suspiciously. This gave Dean's view of the time.

"Will you tell me what, Cas?" Dean said a little louder now.

Cas looked embarrassed for her, as if something on the ground considered very interesting, would be uncomfortable and replied: "no."

"Come on, Cas. I know that expression from you. Comes only when you do not understand something. Need not to grace. Just ask me. "

Cas looked embarrassed to be affected. He summoned up his courage and asked straight out: "Does this really what you've done with Tara Benchley"

Dean was considered, but not on what could my Cas.

"Werd something more specific, Cas.

"Well, actually, writes Chuck always very visual, and this time, but that this position is possible ..."

Dean swallowed itself his hip flask and his half of the whiskey ran out of the nose. He coughed vigorously, and his head was as red as a signal light.

'At some point Chuck for those damn books lose again! " Dean stood up and reached for the book.

"I was not finished yet ... "

" Yes, are you now! "

'I can not believe it that Chuck actually written there, the pure added. Knows of no privacy for? "

"Dean, you wanted but that I ask you. Why are you angry now? "

, Yes why am I mad? It's just what Cas and it bothers me that he sees with whom and how I had sex? It should not bother me ... and it does not! "

sooner had Dean finished this thought he felt bad. It was not known. He was ashamed. Sun to face Cas. It ate him formally, and in his anger at Chuck, and this feeling himself, he crumpled up the book in his hand.

, Fuck! This may not be true! Why do I want to look good in front of Cas. That does not make sense ... '

"I'm weil. sour. because I ... I do. Oh, forget it, here, read on. "

Dean threw the book to Cas, which opened there, but Dean did not let out of sight.

"Are you sure, I mean I can make it even, but if that is unpleasant."

"What! No! Lies quietly. Why I should be uncomfortable. So you learn some tricks but still nen from me. "Dean's voice became higher and higher with every sentence and his arms waving wildly in the air. He took a Ceiling and threw it on the couch.

Castiel turned a page.

"Oh, but you needed the lubricant."

Dean would prefer sunk in the ground with shame. Cas that saw him so. As he was with Tara. And that's not enough, he had with her also done some nasty things he could think straight again.

'I should never give Cas this book. "

Dean wanted to sleep at last, but hesitated briefly and dug in his memoirs.

'If Cas is now on the site then come ....'

Dean went into his later thinking "adventure" through and made a decision.

'Okay, tomorrow morning I'll probably have to burn a few books. "

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On nÄ next Morning.

Dean just came back from a dinner. Heavily laden with a hearty breakfast.

Castiel had read through the whole night, Dean suggested. After all, he seemed most to need very little sleep and even less light to read. For he had already devoured almost every book and it remained only a few left.

'So much that I wanted to burn something ...'
'Cas So now knows pretty much my every thought of the last three years before I went to hell ...'

A shiver ran through Dean and he shook himself short because he was now more than unpleasant to be with Castiel in a room. Which more or less knew each of his dirty secrets and every bride that he had laid flat ... and those were few.

'Whether that changes his mind about me? "

Dean unpacked his food and was already starting to devour its part. Cas he would offer only a little when he condemned this book finally put aside. Dean smacked provoking with food and watched over Castiel, who was still sitting on the bed, absorbed in the book.

'Well certainly has not even notice that I'm back. "

Then Castiel hesitated briefly. Drew his face seemed troubled and the page to start over.

"Dean? Have you ever read these books? "

Castiel the book up into the air.

"No, why? I have lived it, why should I read them. My life is so great now either. "

" How long are you looking for now after the Colt, Dean? "

"Hm, no idea about maybe the past year. What are these questions? "

" I have found him. The Colt "

" What! "Dean jumped up from the table, ran to Castiel and reached for the book. The site was open still. In his excitement, Dean was too close to Castiel on the bed, without realizing it. He read through the lines. It was about Bela. The colt had never passed Lilith, but to the highest bidder. A demon named Crowley. A close confidant of Lilith. Dean had just grasped the meaning of the lines when he realized something else. He was incredibly close to Castiel. Could the scent of pure perception and his quiet breathing.

Dean's heart turned instantly into a higher gear, and a tingling sensation spread through his body like a swarm of butterflies. Dean thought it was a part, bear to sit next to Castiel, but there was other hand, a voice that whispered to him a different tune. to

'I do not enjoy it, be here? I wish I do not have to sit all day with him here ...?'

"Dean, there are only three lines. Were you always so slow in reading? Or you see some cryptic message in it? "

Castiel moved closer and touched lightly Deans back with his chest. He looked over his shoulder into it in the book. He touched briefly Dean's cheek. Her lips were only inches from each other away. Dean thought back to taste Castiel warm, soft lips, he closed his eyes just a reflex. During his conscience wrestled with his doubts.

'return from, Cas, or I do not forget. "
'Kiss him, Dean! Kiss him! "

Dean's arm jerked suddenly to Castiel and held him. Dean felt Castiel pulse. This was also far from calm. In one brief moment they looked into his eyes.

Green met blue.

Dean heard the ticking of the seconds hand. Castiel pulse became faster and faster and faster. His own heart beat him up to his neck. The tingling had increased tenfold from before.

'Only one Time .. '

"Cas

...?"" Hm? "

" You'd better not get so close. You are still contagious. "

Castiel sighed and moved with a slightly disappointed look.

Dean's pulse was still one hundred eighty. What he had just almost done again? Just what was going on with him?

'I almost Castiel with flying colors down by the neck ... again. "

"Okay, I'll be here," Dean raised his move up the book and stood up, say "Bobby. We have to make this daemon as soon as possible find. "

After Dean was at Bobby and a few words were changed, the Dean was already back to work. He researched until late at night and when he called it quits, he noted that Castiel was asleep. He was lying peacefully in the bed, the last book was opened, and was lying on his stomach.

'Well, at some point had to the fever all calling its toll. "

Dean got up and walked over to Castiel. He wrenched the book carefully and saw that he had arrived at the last page. Dean flew over the lines. They described in detail how he had died. All he had felt at that moment was captured on paper. For the entertainment of strangers.

'That's crap! "

Dean threw the book in the trash, turned off the light and lay down on the uncomfortable couch. Before he fell asleep, he took a few sips from his flask and allowed to contribute to the land of dreams.

But that was not for long, as the sofa unbearable with every passing second. It reached its peak when one of the springs broke away and left behind by the substance and thrust of Dean's back a large scar. Dean was startled and fell on the floor. "Ngha" Dean suppressed biting and screaming into the fist.

Castiel did not notice anything like this and just slept on calmly.

'You fucking lucky bastard! Ahh shit Man lying in my bed, for which I pay! In this case you should sleep but did not! "

Deans doubt it further nurtured: 'Yes, I was supposed to sleep there in it. "

'just will not do. I can not throw out any sick easily. "

'Who said something about a bouncer. "
'What shall I do with no guarantee Cas spoon! "
'The bed is still king, so why the fuss. A few hours to sleep on a real mattress ... that would be what again. "

Dean was too tired and too stressed out, not to follow this logic. He got up slowly and rubbing his still the aching back. Carefully in order not to wake Castiel.

'Do angels for a sound sleep? "

Dean went to the bed and slipped under the covers. After three nights on this rack, it was called Couch to float in the bed like on cloud nine. He slipped as far away as possible from Castiel and was dropped after a few moments already in a deep sleep.

Tbc ..