Yogourt

Dean was bored. And that was bad. Because the worst things that had happened in his life were in moments of boredom.


He had gone into the Impala an eternity, with a radio station shit without a slut cassette tape by hand. It was night and the bridge of the village in the ass of the world was still closed. How the hell could this happen? Hell, there was only one dump truck goats. It was not that bad.

Well, the bill itself, because there was a lifelong standing to one side of the road. Luckily he had the wisdom of buying a few things to eat in the grocery store. But I had become bored. He had spoken by phone with Sam. Had agreed to wait for further research.

Well, what a shame of wasted time.

Dean changed the station and only got a horrible ad from Ikea. How absurd! Where there are two fit three? NI of CONA!

Following the rhythm of the tune without wanting on the leather steering wheel, Dean began to move his head to the beat when he looked in the rearview mirror. Someone was sitting in the back seat. The jump seat was hit the boy. He turned away with a gun in his hand.

Castiel slowly raised his hands in surrender. What horny ... what if the bullets could do something.

- Do not you call, Cas? Or put a bell or something.

Castiel looked at him blankly.

- You're a hunter, I thought you'd realize that coming.

- Dude, I can be alert twenty-four hours a day.

Castiel nodded and smiled a little smile.

- I know, when you sleep you're like an old silent.

Dean turned his head back into the back seat, completely surprised.

- Can I watch while I sleep?

Castiel said nothing.

They were both silent for a moment listening to the radio commercials. There was really nothing better to do. Is it? It was really dangerous Dean is bored.

- Have you ever tried yogurt, Cas?

Castiel looked up.

- I'm an angel, do not eat.

- He does not eat yogurt we drink.

Dean reached into the bag he had in the passenger seat. Found a large bottle of liquid yogurt in a pile of empty wrappers of chocolate bars and passed it to Castiel. It stared at him.

- Yogourt ... organic ... low fat?

Dean concealed.

- I sent him to buy Sammy reached out and opened the bottle .- Dale, he is very good.

Castiel a little suspicious but went the bottle to his lips to drink. Total, could not die poisoned in the case of Dean try. He took a small sip and tasted with the tongue making noise with it, as if tasting a wine very expensive. Dean rolled his eyes and scratched his eyebrow. How could simple noise that would have filled the head of perversions?

- Do you like? "It was best to close your eyes, because with that face Castiel tasting yogurt that was it grinds into the single neuron that was passable.

- Yes, "Castiel smiled but this time more openly.

When he went to close the bottle of yogurt drink to his lips again, Dean could not help it and started the car. The Impala was a small sprint forward making Castiel not calculate the momentum and it landed all the liquid over his face and tie.

Dean turned off the engine and began to laugh at his stupid joke. These adorable wrinkles marked her eyes and had thrown all night laughing if I had not seen the face of Castiel in the rearview mirror. The words of the angel made him cut his laughter on the spot.

- Cas Damn, I'm sorry, "she lied, turning to him with half his body got into the backseat .- I have been inadvertently left the car.

- Ya-Cas did not move, while noting how the yogurt still trickled down his face.

- Wait, I think I have a napkin or something around here, "Dean began to rummage through the bag and then into the glove compartment. Fake ID cards, phones without battery ... but not a miserable handkerchief or anything like Hell .- I have nothing.

He sat up to face the wrath of the angel.

- Dude, I have nothing, but I will look in the trunk to see if ... "the following words choked in my throat to see Castiel smacking his lips - ... find something.

Castiel still said nothing but at least now seemed entertaining. He had learned to lick! Thousands of images, all sluts like sin on Sunday, he went through the mind and wanted to be the yogurt. Or failing that lick.

Obeying the first rule that Dean had about himself that it was "if you want something take it!" His way into the back seat and sat on the legs of Castiel. Astride.

-'ll Help you cleanse, and then lowered her head towards the angel's lips to kiss the traces of his remaining yogurt.

Castiel said nothing. Left practically licking, because when Dean ended his lips, he continued licking her cheeks, chin and neck. Castiel threw his head back to leave room to maneuver better Dean.

Jesus, how he liked the taste of that fucking angel! And it had nothing to do with the yogurt. It was his personal taste. Castiel knew sweet and salty at once. Musky. Single.

With large, hot licks of his tongue, Dean came to the tie. Now all the skin was clean. Less clothing. Dean opened the raincoat and lowered her shoulders. Castiel had to lie a little forward to unload the garment. Similarly Dean opened his jacket and left it behind the back of the angel. No matter that stained his hands off his tie and threw it aside. He then opened his shirt buttons. Oh god it was not like Sammy who had thirty pairs of shirts under your clothes!

Fortunately not. A strong torso plane emerged from under his shirt. Dean stared at him without reacting.

- If you want I can give me a bit of yogurt at the chest to kiss him too.

If Dean had not been there to hear him with his own ears, I never would have thought to Castiel saying that. She looked at him with a penetrating gaze, as if asking if I was sure you want to follow. The angel looked at him deeply, with those beautiful blue eyes, able to drive anybody crazy.

- Hell, Castiel, Dean kissed him eagerly. As if counting the minutes to do so. As if he had no air in the lungs and kiss Cas was only able to return to him breathe again.

Dean deepened the kiss and he proved it with his tongue. Castiel's tongue came out to meet him and fiddled with the Dean. This was believed to die to note how the angel was increasingly giving in to him. Placing more about him, opened her legs more to bring your hips to it. Castiel grabbed his ass with both hands and leaned against him everything they could. The heat given off by the two bodies was scorching. Dean took off his leather jacket and shirt, throwing them into the front seat. Castiel had that advantage as hand-sculpted torso and kissed him. And of course Dean let herself be kissed. Castiel's tongue was like a kitten, small petting licking the torso of the largest Winchester. When encountered with a nipple treated him as if he had found a treasure. He gently licked and then kissed him. The nipple, naughty of him was erected in seconds and took the opportunity to nibble Castiel.

The roar of Dean had to go several miles. Could die of pleasure? Definitely yes!

- Are you sure that you are an angel of the Lord and not one that has come from hell to torture? -Dean licked his dry lips and Castiel's eyes followed him, brighter than before.

- I once went to hell after you. I would not mind back to you if it's things like this.

Dean's eyes darkened. He rose above Cas and sat in the middle seat. He pulled down his pants, leaving the underwear. Then Castiel pulled, he did the same thing to him and when he had let him down in his underwear as he had been sitting seconds earlier.

- Now repíteme what you said.

Castiel winced almost imperceptibly with the eyebrow.

- I said to hell with you again if it's something.

Dean threw her hand to her crotch was completely spliced Cas.

- I think we're going to hell sooner than we thought, the caress of Dean became more daring, touching the base of the penis to the head.

- I do not mind staying there for a while this.

Dean smiled. And what a smile! It was the same pants and cloud was blown glass. And Castiel absolutely lost it. He was amazed watching him smile so openly. Few people, perhaps Sam and Bobby, I knew as well as ensuring that he and Dean could not yourself silly smiles gave way.

Cas's thoughts were shattered when he felt Dean's hand slip into his pants. This big, strong hand grabbed him and began to masturbate slowly. Castiel stifled a groan and sat stroking so intimate that way.

Dean was freaking out with him because Castiel was like a Kinder egg, tasty on the outside and waiting to know the gift you brought inside. And the gift was more than good. His thoughts piggy encouraged them to accelerate the hand. Cas gasped.

- How come you never tried yogurt and yet you let me touch you this way?

Castiel drew breath to answer.

- I never had the urge to drink yogurt, but I have spent the evening watching you while you saw enough porn to know that this is not to say no if what you offer Dean Winchester.

To Dean it was much harder Castiel hearing those words and had to be noticing by noses. He took that he was straddling him to caress his testicles with just pressure. Castiel was painfully spliced and begging for more. A pre seminal fluid droplets rolled down his member up to the hand of Dean. He spread it along the perineum to the same input. There was just pressure and slipped a finger. Castiel gritted his teeth and fell. Dean, who had been kissing her neck bit him and left a mark.

- Cas Damn, I squeeze it well or I will end before even starting.

- Follow, Dean gasped. Castiel offered her neck to follow him biting. At the end was to prove that she would go!

Dean slid two fingers inside him and that God could not be passing. Castiel was so close!

SINCE THE FINAL TRUTH THAT WAS GOING TO BE Where there are two fit three!

- Dean-Castiel ... my head was not where I had to have it .- Do.

Dean licked his lips. This was his moment.

- Suplícame "he said.

- Dean ... "This time the tone was a bit more" Castiel "than before, as if to say" do not overdo it even if you have your fingers inside my ass I can still pierce with a thunderbolt. "

Dean did not want to miss this opportunity.

- You're going to beg for all that behavior that has been so elusive all this time.

Castiel swallowed when he noticed Dean's fingers moving.

- Dean ... I beg you ... fuck me.

Said and done!

Dean raised him up and dropped his pants. Then they were dropped to Castiel and used to circle until his back was against his chest.

When he had sat on, Dean will spread her legs and moved him putting him up over his penis until it was gradually penetrating. He had to stop halfway to take a breath. Damn! When he took several gulps rose hips and in full. Castiel threw his head back and fell hard on Dean's chest. He kissed and licked her neck behind her ear. Cas's skin bristled.

Dean put his arms around him and put his hands in front of the angel, one on his chest and one on his penis. It took him again and began to masturbate.

- Dean ... not much left.

- Neither do, Cas. Come on, Cum with me.

Castiel put his hands over the back of the front seats and looked up. Found himself looking straight into the rearview mirror. Mirrored saw him, with wild hair and blue eyes as never before had. Dean looked up and saw him. He bit his shoulder as he was seen through the mirror.

Cas fingers pressed against the seat and did not fight more against what he was feeling.

The orgasm came to him in a brutal way and tremendous. It was like a shock that they start to grow deep inside him and was slowly expanding into the rest of his body.

- Yes, Cas ... "Dean was looking in the mirror. Then he ran while still feeling spasms in the body of the angel.

Not sure how long they were so carried away by an imaginary wave. By Dean could be lost forever in this sea. Yes, it is lost forever in the eyes of Castiel.



***



It was still dark when the bridge opened. Dean was back in the driver's seat of the Impala into the village. He had stayed with Sammy on the corner of the motel. His brother saw him and stopped to pick you up. Sam climbed into the car and closed the door.

- We need to go to this address - showed him a paper and turned his head to see Castiel sitting behind .- Hello, Castiel.

- Sam said seriously, and returned to his thoughts.

Sam turned back to front. Those two were very quiet. Would have returned to discuss Lilly or something. To escape turned on the radio.

- I like this song, "Sam gave him a little more volume on the radio.

Impassive heard the song that Sam had.

Well you done done me and you bet I Felt it

Dea n looked at the radio. What song was that air reggie?

I Tried to be chill But you're so hot That I melted

He could not avoid looking in the rearview mirror and see Castiel. He had lifted his head to hear the lyrics of the song. We also looked in the mirror. Is it supposed that it was an accident? Dean went on meditating song.

And nothing's going to stop me divine intervention But

Je. Divine intervention ... She had a "divine intervention" sat on him a while ago.

I Reckon it's again my turn to win or learn Some Some

Yes, I had to learn so much from Castiel. He wanted his mettle, his struggle, his grace. I loved him.

I will not hesitate no more, no more

No, I had the record straight.

It can not wait, I'm yours

Yes he realized that. And it was not new. From the moment Castiel had appeared, it was yours.

- To this Dean-Sam said "open 24 hours" .- I have been a fancy yogurt. Do you?

Dean hid a smirk. Castiel did the same. She flashed a smirk guise that evening in the park. Dean kisses I had eaten there.

- No thanks, I'm served, "said.

Sam got up and walked to the store.

Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love

- Cas-called .- Can you get a moment out of the car?

And It's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love loved

Castiel obeyed and went for the part of Sam. Dean followed him, went around the hood in front of him staying.

So I will not hesitate no more, no more

It can not wait I'm sure

There's No Need to complicated

Our time is short

This is our fate, I'm yours

Dean stared at the eyes of Castiel.

- I think the song said it all, "said .- I will not repeat.

- Me neither, "Castiel came over and exchanged a glance with him.

With this silence had sealed what would be their relationship thereafter.