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.
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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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