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Shared WingsEver since Cas had expressed deep disappointment about Dean not being able to experience his true form or hear his true voice, it had been weighing on Dean. Not because he was not enough, or faulty, or somehow not the Righteous Man Cas had always trusted him to be. It was more personal. Selfish. Greedy. He wanted to see Cas in all his mighty glory, but there just wasn't any way to accomplish that, unless he wanted to have his eyes blackened and burnt out of their sockets. The thought alone made him shiver. He valued his eyesight pretty highly. It had saved him from many a trouble, and would preferably continue to keep his peepers intact, thank you very much.But the yearning was still there; Dean may have Cas in his bed, as his lover, as his confidant, as his life partner, but that wasn't all of Cas. It was the human form, and the knowledge there was infinitely more to him was eating Dean alive in moments he forgot to not think so very deeply.So the morning Dean woke up unreasonably warm with an unfamiliar weight on him, it was really something very hard to wrap his brain around. Confused, slowly, drowsily, not quite in the world of the conscious before coffee, Dean turned his face to look at Cas, the angel’s features relaxed against the pillow, slumbering in his boxers, leg thrown over Dean’s hip and arm and feathers flung over Dean.Carefully, Dean inspected the situation, not really comprehending what he was seeing and feeling, but there were actual, black feathers covering Cas's shoulder, extending over to cover Dean’s torso, which actually explained the cosy warmth.Somehow, during the dead of night, Cas had sprouted wings.Technically, Dean knew full well he'd always had them, like all angels did, but Dean had never seen an angel’s wings unless they were scorched on the ground, or a mere intimidating shadow on a wall.But Cas’s wings were corporeal. These were real wings, soft wings, under which Dean was loath to get out from under, and reached out a gentle hand to smooth the feathers . It was truly astonishing, the deep black color shimmering even in the meagre light streaming from the vent on the door to their room, the way Dean's fingers glided over the feathers without any resistance at all. Like silk, like the smoothest satin imaginable.Dean took in the sight of the wing as it drooped over Dean and the side of the bed, and spilled on the floor, the tips stopping just shy of the wall. These things were massive.Suddenly Dean was wide awake. He was pretty, almost, maybe, sure that this wasn't a dream, and the morning-rough voice right next to him confirmed his suspicions; “I knew the day wouldn't be far now,” Cas said as softly as his gravelly just-woken-up voice allowed, stretching his wing the best he could in the room too small for stretching, well… Huge wings. Castiel covered over half of Dean's body again, down to his knees and looked Dean in the eye with solemnity and love. “You've been exposed to my grace for so long, it was bound to have this effect some time soon. It's not all that I am, but if you can see and touch my wings, one day you will be able to see the rest of me… If you'll have me.”Dean fanned his fingers and slid them between Cas's feathers carefully, afraid he might hurt Cas, and thought, astounded and hard about what Cas was offering.There was such sincerity in Cas's words. Such an offer of something so grand it seemed immeasurable, and it was something that was going to be only for Dean. It left Dean speechless, mulling over the enormity of the situation, fingers playing with Cas’s feathers a bit more, letting them slide between his fingers, and judging by the indulgent smile on Cas's face, it must've felt good for him too.Dean felt overwhelmed, like something had clicked into place, like there was something more between them now, growing. Something permanent that no one could ever take away. Dean wasn't sure he was worth it.There had been so many lies, so much deception in their past, from both sides, and it had takena lot of work to find a place where they could trust each other implicitly,unquestionably. So when Castiel offered the one thing Dean desired the most, he wasn't sure he was ready for it. And absolutely not without giving something in return.“This is...” Dean swallowed hard, throat clicking dry. “I don’t think I deserve this,” he said quietly, shyly, never letting go of Cas’s feathers, never wanting to letgo. “I have nothing to give you. Nothing of significance.”“Dean,” Cas shifted to lean on his elbow to look Dean straight in the face, his eyes glowing slightly with his grace. It told Dean Cas was being pretty fucking serious.Cas cupped Dean’s face gently, thumb brushing constrict circled on his cheek. “I've held your soul in my hands, Dean Winchester. I've stitched it back together from ragged tatters, and you took that patchwork and made it into something even more beautiful. That's what you have given me. Your unconditional love. There’s nothing more I could want from you. You’ve already given me everything.”Cas's eyes flashed brighter before turning back to the ocean blue which Dean loved to drown in. “I love you, Dean, and if I am finally capable of giving you something you’ve wanted for so long, it’s the least I can do in return. It’ll take time, but we’ll get there.”Dean felt a weird sensation when some feathers on the underside of Cas’s wing moved and caressed his chest, leaving goosebumps in their wake.Dean hadn't stopped stroking Cas's wings, but he raised his brow in question, and Cas smirked playfully. “Those are my alulas. Wing fingers, if you may. There’s much I can do with them.” The strange wing-fingers pressed a little harder to Dean’s skin, giving him a taste of their strength. But before he got too carried away, he focused at the situation at hand.Deep in thought, enjoying the caresses, Dean’s thoughts slotted into place, and after a long silence, he finally turned to his side under Cas’s wing, wrapping an arm around Cas and cupping the joining of Cas’s wing on his shoulder blade. Gently guiding Cas to turn over onto his back, and marvelling at the shift of the silky feathers brushing against his bare skin. His determination to kiss the angel stupid was interrupted when he saw the apprehensive look on Cas’s face.“Dean,” Cas asked after a pause, looking away. “Do you think I deserve this? Considering all my wrongdoings, do you think I'm worthy of the happiness you give me?”Dean had no words. He had nothing but himself, and Castiel had made it clear that was plenty, so Dean got to showing Cas just how completely he belonged to Cas. When Cas got despondent and was in danger of falling in the pit of regret over things that were in the past, there was only one thing that would suffice as a response to that;Dean manoeuvred himself on top of Cas, his wings instantly wrapping around him together with his arms, mouth opening in invitation. Slowly, thoroughly, Dean poured every last ounce of his acceptance into the languid kiss that could have lasted minutes or hours, but neither of them cared about time passing. All that mattered was this moment.They stayed like that until they both knew with absolute certainty that their questions had been answered, when they found love in each other's eyes.The rest of the morning was spent in quiet awe on Deans part, and pleasurable relaxation when it came to Cas, since Dean insisted on sitting on the back of Cas’s thighs and sweeping his fingers in Cas's wings, massaging joints and even finding a ticklish spot right under the left wing. Occasionally Dean buried his face into the feathers, inhaling deep and delighting in the fact that they smelled just like Cas.Dean could've sworn there was something sexy going on when Cas groaned deeply and moaned Dean's name, low and blissed out, but that path was to be pursued another time.Right now Dean was too emotional, too busy enjoying the fact that he had Castiel all to himself, wings and all. Dean’s everything.It was well past midday once they finally emerged into the kitchen, Cas had tucked his wings back to another dimension and was on a mission to find coffee, raiding the kitchen with Dean ravenous for bacon and eggs.Sam looked at the pair suspiciously as he came to see what the commotion and highly uncharacteristic noises that could only be described as giggles were all about, taking in their dishevelled appearances and brightly flushed cheeks, and both Cas and Dean did their best to ignore Sam's raised Spanish inquisition brow.***
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Fantasies Are AlrightThe motel room Castiel dropped into from the ether was empty, the warding against angels on Dean and Sam's ribs doing their work. It looked like the right place, the brothers' familiar duffels beside their beds, a flannel shirt draped over the back of a chair, a couple empty beer bottles on the table.Cas sat down on Dean's bed, resigned to waiting for as long as it took for the brothers to come back. It wasn't anything urgent anyway, otherwise he'd called. Ignoring the irritatingly gnawing thought that he could have simply called anyway, Castiel didn't look at the thought and his reasons very closely. The unfamiliar, indescribable and urgent need to see Dean face to face pumping through his grace with a force he’d never felt before.He looked around, his thoughts coming to a halt when he saw the open door to the bathroom, the floor wet, informing him that someone had been taking a shower not long ago.The image of Dean standing under the spray came forth into his mind’s eye instantly; The time when Castiel had flown in, clearly at an inopportune moment, when he'd heard Dean's pleas and begging, and found him lost in the intimate act of masturbating. Dean breathlessly whispering Cas's name while twisting his wrist just so, the grimace on Dean's face one of pleasure. Teeth gritted, forced to keep quiet.Cas had left the moment he understood what he was witnessing, before Dean noticed him, but it felt like that moment was branded into Cas's everything ever since. He simply couldn't stop thinking about it, couldn't control his body and the urges coming with the hardening of his cock. So far he'd abstained, the feelings so alien to him he was nervous to find out what would happen if he acted on them.He licked his lips nervously, trying to chase the thought away, but it was pounding, incessant - how Dean had looked like in the midst of his intense pleasure, face turned up, throat bared, teeth grinding, water sluicing down his chest.Castiel had wanted to trail it with his tongue.He shifted on his seat, growing hard in his slacks at the mere idea of being able to do that, to touch Dean like that, to be the one to bring Dean that kind of pleasure. What would it be like? Cas got up and shed his trench coat, quickly folding it haphazardly on the bed. He'd made up his mind. He was going to do it, and he probably didn't have much time, so he kept on the rest of his clothes, in case he was interrupted. Nudity wasn't required for this. Cautiously, Cas sat further back, lifting his legs to rest on the bed, leaning against the wall. Castiel pressed his head against it, licking his suddenly dry lips nervously, his hands feeling like they trembled.What if he had Dean on this bed, naked, willing to be touched, for Cas to worship, Dean's arousal caused by Castiel? Have him here liike he had been in the shower, tense, so close to something Cas had never experienced, his whispers silently calling Cas's name between gasps.Castiel's cock throbbed as he let the thought become clearer; how Dean would groan and buck under his touch, if Cas took that hardness in hand.Cas still had time to back off. He didn't have to do this. He'd gone without this long.But the memory of Dean's flushed chest, how his eyes had been shut tight against the pleasure, rose to the forefront of his mind again, and suddenly the need to get some pressure on his cock was excruciating.Cas pressed the heel of his hand against the bulge in his slacks, his eyes closing, lashes fluttering against the dull ache of a ghost of pleasure he hadn't expected. It certainly wasn't enough, but using Dean as fodder for this, for something that was described as self pollution, onania - Was he defiling Dean with his fantasies, his urges and the utterly debauched, delicious feeling of depravity that came from picturing himself with Dean?Suddenly, the idea of just willing it away felt like he was only deceiving himself. If Dean was allowed, If Dean was welcome to use Castiel for his fantasies, wasn't it only fair that Cas was permitted to do the same to Dean? Dean's lust had been almost palpable, and Castiel had been the power behind it. Surely Dean would be willing to be that power for Cas?And it wasn't like Dean would ever know.Bolstered by the thought, Cas unhooked the clasp of his slacks, deft, yet trembling, and unzipped himself, thick, long fingers digging to find his heated, hard flesh through the opening of his boxers.He drew his cock out, fisting himself loosely around the tip for the first time, his mouth open with a groan at the tentative touch. Cas slid his thumb over the slit, his thigh tensing and sheer electricity coiling into the pit of his stomach.It wasn't much of a relief, really, the sparks skittering over his skin more an irritant accelerating his need. He tightened his hold, moving his hand down experimentally, his other large hand coming down to curl around his balls on instinct, his mind finding the memory of Dean again, his focus on Dean's hand stripping his cock with a tight fist, his face contorted and beautiful, mind completely gone in his hedonism.Cas let out another sigh and began to stroke faster with intent, taking a page out of Dean's book, his hips coming off the bed to meet his hand, spreading his legs as wide as the restriction of his slacks allowed. Those precious few seconds he'd seen Dean's hand on his tumescent cock before Cas had fled in sharp focus in the center of Cas's heated mind, the sight of it playing back over and over again relentlessly, making Cas's back curve off the bed, his breath erratic and his movements jagged and eager, his body fruitlessly searching for a connection with another body. Dean's.What if he hadn't fled? What if he'd joined Dean in the shower? Genuflected, and helped Dean to completion?Cas couldn't stop the harsh long moan from escaping his throat, his head pressed tight against the wall, tendons on his neck straining as he clenched his teeth together, thoughts flooding in wild, a curling fire roiling in his stomach as he imagined himself getting on his knees. Greedily drinking in the approval on Dean's face, taking him in mouth, lips stretching around the hot, satin covered iron of Dean's cock, tasting him, Cas looking up to find Dean staring at him slack jawed, enraptured.Cas's cock twitched hard in his hold, and he could feel his grace dancing, rejoicing along his spine, all along his body, right to his fingertips, while the fantasy took a new shape, how Dean fed him his cock, past Cas's lips, the weight of Dean's cock on his tongue, the girth pressing the corners of Cas's mouth, how Dean's fingers curved into Cas's hair, fingers rubbing restlessly, a tug, a fair warning--Cas felt his balls tighten, fingers pushing past them to his taint and pressing down hard. His muscles flexing all over his body in rhythm of his cock throbbing, swelling and driving Cas insane. And Cas came sharply, almost painfully, with helpless animalistic moans and grunts, the results of his self-indulgence spilling over his hand, cum spurting onto his shirt in long forceful stripes, leaving white, wet splotches to his tie. With heaving breaths, Castiel was fucking his fist shallowly through the aftershocks, dragging out every last drop of this self induced, blissful gratification.He slumped against the wall, breathing hard, blinking his eyes open as if seeing the world for the first time, giddy with sexual delectation. Now he could certainly understand the appeal of this activity.His cock softened in his hand, and Cas tucked himself away gingerly. With some irrational, grumpy disappointment, he realized he'd have to wait to do this again. Human bodies had refraction times after all. Not that he'd have the time right now anyway. But there were going to be other times.He swallowed hard, dry throat clicking as he headed to the bathroom to clean himself up.A brief flash of something akin to shame flashed in his chest, the impurity of his actions trying to claw at him, but it dissolved as quickly when he realized he'd done nothing wrong. He hadn't blamed Dean for thinking about him, surely Dean wouldn't blame him for this.And of course he wouldn't.Because Dean would never find out.A key turned in the lock of the front door when Castiel had just finished trying to clean his cum off his shirt with a wad of wet toilet paper, managing to get the shirt and tie damp and decorated with tiny white paper balls clinging tight to the fabric.Cas turned to look towards Dean and Sam, hands frozen to place when he met Dean's eyes.“What happened to you, man?” Dean grinned, checking Cas from head to toe and tossing a bloody machete on the table.“I just... I. I Spilled something...” Castiel tried very hard not to blush. ***

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