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This was not how Castiel had wanted to reunite with Dean Winchester. In fact, now that he was at that point, Cas wasn't sure he'd wanted to reunite with Dean Winchester at all. Guilt sank heavy and uncomfortable in his stomach and he was still getting used to the intensity of feeling.

He'd thought things were confusing as an angel. Twenty times worse with a human ticker pumping away in his chest.

Still, there wasn't exactly an option of running when the only exit was prowled by the Leviathan just beyond the door, held at bay only by the wards Cas had carved into the wood and accented with blood from the gash clotting on his forearm. He checked the shells in his shotgun (useless), the bowie knife against his thigh (also useless) and finally, finally looked over at Dean, not sure what he was going to see.

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Cas huffs because c'mon, man, don't yell. "You don't have to be so mean about it," Cas points out, sitting back on Dean's thighs as he unbuttons his jeans and yanks them down. He was just asking because it kind of seems like a big deal and you're the one getting all weird about everything. Jesus.

No. No he is not. He's impatient. You don't just make with the blowjob and then stop and ask if it's okay. If it wasn't okay, Dean would tell him to knock it off. Come ON, Cas. Figure it out!

"I'm not being mean, Cas, I'm just--I will return the favor somehow, okay? Just--" He lifts his hips to help Cas get the jeans down. "Just hurry the hell up."

Not even going to offer to slip a rubber on, huh Dean? You're lucky Cas wouldn't think about it, so you get it bareback. Hopefully Dean hasn't acquired anything nasty in the dozens of places he's put his penis.

Unfortunately, knowing where all of Dean's erogenous zones doesn't exactly wise Cas up to how to give a proper blowjob, so he's going into this completely blind. As a result, he at first just decides to just stick Dean in his mouth and see what happens. Dean gets a touch of teeth. What am blowjob technique.

No, because he didn't think about it. It's okay. He's clean. Well, he's clean at the moment. He was a good boy and took his antibiotics, so it's fine!

Dean yelps at the teeth and buries his hand in Cas' hair. "Cas! Not like that! Cover your damn teeth!" VIRGINS.

Cas pulls back and knocks Dean's hand away from his hair. He has the gall to look pissy despite the fact that he's not the one with a bitten dick between the two of them. "Perhaps you could provide me with some instruction before I do something else you don't like."

Dean, you just got sassed.

"Bitch." Dean flops back against the bed and takes a deep breath. Okay. "No teeth, got it? Teeth bad, tongue good." Think of an analogy Cas would understand. You can do it, Dean! "Like you're sucking on a...a lollipop!"

"I've never done that."

...You've got to be kidding him.

"Ice cream?"

"No."

"You are deprived." Even Gabriel ate sweets.

"Okay." Dean can do this. "Just--" No, he can't. He can't teach another dude how to suck did. Dean doesn't know how to suck dick. "Maybe you should just use your hands."

"No." Dean had been very excited at the prospect of a blowjob, and Castiel wants to follow through. If Dean can't give him instruction then he'll have to start with what little he knows and just be extremely patient.

No teeth, but tongue's good. All right. He can start there.

Cas braces himself with a hand on Dean's hip, leaning back down and swiping his tongue across the head of Dean's cock.

"Oh hell." Dean's hand finds its way into Cas' hair again. Maybe he can't give Cas instruction, but he can give him encouragement when he's doing things right--and that's pretty damn good right there.

Castiel is patient.

...excruciatingly patient. He uses only his tongue for a while, experimenting with movements and placement and it's probably more annoyingly teasing than it is sexy.

Just when it seems like Dean is about to say something, encourage Cas to either move on or give up, Cas curiously closes his lips over the head of Dean's dick and sucks. Just like a lollipop.

It's more than annoying. For a virgin, Cas is pretty good at the teasing thing.

And then Cas starts to figure it out, the fucker.

"Shit!" Dean tries not to pull on his hair, because that's just a little bit rude, but oh god it's tempting. Instead he stretches, lays his hand flat between Cas' shoulders and scratches up his spine. Good behavior deserves a reward and all that. "That's what I'm talking about, Cas--like that."

Once Dean does back Cas jerks his head back and turns his face away. "Don't. Not while- just, do it later." He's flustered and for good reason. Cas clenches his teeth when he's aroused and uh, well, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that biting down on Dean's cock might be kind of uncomfortable for him.

"Later--right." Let it never be said that Dean doesn't listen. Thanks for the warning, Cas, such as it is. "Soon as you're done, I'm giving you the back rub of a lifetime."

Right then, onward with the cock sucking.

It's a learning process. For a while, Castiel just sucks and moves down further before pulling back. Then he remembers that he has his tongue and uses that, and then attempts to use them both at the same time but doesn't feel like he has enough room in his mouth to do a whole lot of stuff, so eventually he alternates between tongue and lips and mouth and he thinks he's found a happy medium, because most of the sounds Dean makes are good.

...except this is taking an awfully long time. Cas knows that if this was happening to him he'd have been done a long time ago. He pulls back and wipes his mouth with his wrist. "Am I not doing this correctly?"

Everything Dean makes is good. Everything Cas does is good. In fact, it's so very good that--wait, he's stopping, why is he stopping Cas what is going on here

Dean groans, slinging an arm over his face. "You're fine, don't stop now!" Forgive him for being over-30 and not a virgin, Cas, it takes him a little longer. Geez!

Okay geez wow, fine, gosh. Cas isn't sure he wants to do this again; apparently blowjobs make Dean very angry. And Dean keeps burying his hands in Cas's hair and then yanking them away, so it's all fucked up and obviously sex-ruffled, and his lips are bright pink instead of their usual chapped pale because hey, he's been at this shit for a while, and even though Dean wants him to get right back on it he can fuckin' wait. Cas needs to catch his breath.

Cas doesn't keep him waiting long. When he goes back down on him it's with some fresh enthusiasm, and Castiel even gets a little bolder and brushes his thumb over Dean's balls when he grips the base of his cock. Hopefully that's not some heinous taboo that makes Dean all pissed off because Cas has kind of had it with the interruptions.

Welcome to the sex drive of normal people Cas because actually it takes most people longer than ten seconds to get off okay. Geez. Rude.

Dean catches a glimpse of Castiel's flushed face and rumpled hair and oh god he is trying to be mindful of the fact that Cas has never sucked cock before and not just fuck his mouth but that is making it hard, okay. Really hard. Gloriously hard. Cas is lucky, because the ball-touching is not only not a taboo, it gets him a lot closer to coming than he was before.

"Back off, Cas--" Because Dean is not going to make a first-timer swallow.

Fuck you, Cas is tired of backing off. Deal with it.

"Cas!" Dean is trying to help here! Ah. Too late now.

Oh right, Cas hadn't thought about- Right, yeah. So Castiel ends up jerking back in surprise because ugh that tastes bad and also what and most of Dean's release ends up dripping down the side of his face.

...gross.

Well. Dean did try to warn him.

He slumps back to the bed with a grunt, clearly in need of a minute to recover, breathing hard. So it wasn't a perfect blowjob, that's okay. Cas still sucks cock like a champ.

Whatever, you recover over there. Cas climbs off of the bed and heads into the bathroom to scrub his face.

Oh god. It's in his stubble. ...IT'S IN HIS EYEBROW. If Cas was at all squeamish about body fluids it'd be nasty, but it's more of an inconvenience than anything. He returns to the bed after less than a minute, stretching out on the mattress beside Dean. Okay, so he's a little proud of himself. He totally did that to him.