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Somebody's Saviour
He hasn't mentioned that he stopped off to put an angry spirit out of its misery on the way back from his two-day mini-roadtrip. He doesn't mention it because he doesn't want Cas to ask him why they didn't go together. Dean knows the answer will upset the other man, so instead he's bringing back supplies for what's going to be more freedom for Cas and some time they can use to look over the books he's picked up. He hasn't told Cas just how many libraries he's scoured since the wings appeared, but that's not important anyway. What's important is that he needs the answer.

When he steps foot through the door it's as he's slipping his cell back into his pocket. As much as he's not going to say it where anyone else can see or hear it, he's missed Cas too. But that much is obvious in the smile he's wearing as he sets his sights on the other man.

"Did I ever play you that song by Aerosmith?" He knows Cas didn't understand his reference from before, but he can probably change that by digging out the cassette he buried somewhere at the back of his collection.

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"Dean." It's a whine and he doesn't make any attempt to hide it. Even though he'd said he'd make sure they could continue, right now he wants nothing more than to stay exactly where he is and not have to move again until it's by choice. "We can have sex later. Just go to sleep now."

It's not just the whine that has him laughing, but the follow up orders that come one after the other. He hasn't attempted to move, and though it's tempting to shift a little just to be difficult, he's comfortable too.

"Fine. But if I wake up first I'm starting without you." Which simply means he's not just planning on limiting what he does to Cas's cock.

"No, you wont." He smiles against his chest, snuggling closer, his arm lazily sliding between them to brush against Dean's cock. "You're not touching this unless I get to watch. So you either wake me up first, or you wait."

"Spoilin' my fun." It sounds mumbled all thanks to just how comfortable Dean is now. He's half asleep already, and that has a lot to do with the drive up here and the orgasm he just had. Having the warmth of Cas's body sprawled out on top of him just adds that extra special touch. He's too tired to react properly to the feel of the other man's hand brushing against his dick. He'll react to it later when he's not falling asleep.

He takes a deep breath then, Dean's lack of a response being enough of a sign that the man really is going to get some rest. It makes him feel a little less guilty for not being able to follow through on his words. Settling down just where he is, Castiel lets his eyes slide shut, his wing shifting to wrap tightly around the two of them.

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