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“Holy shit!” Dean slaps Sam’s arm. Hard.

“Ow!” Sam grouses, glaring at Dean. “What was that for?”

“You suck at this.”

Dean turns Sam so he’s facing the front of the bar and then he sees him – Cas. Castiel. Their favorite singer. “Oh my god. He’s actually here!”

Cas’s eyes flicker and he tilts his head, looking right at Sam. He smiles. Well, it’s more of a smirk, which looks delicious on his glossy lips. His bodyguard gives an irritated full body sigh when Cas begins to walk towards Sam and Dean. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah.” Sam bites his lip, taking in Cas’s eyeliner and short checkered skirt. “Maybe a little too okay.”

“Jeez, kid. You’re not subtle,” Dean cackles, slapping Sam’s back. “Taught you better than this. Or so I thought -“

“I’m twenty-two years old, you ass. Not a kid -”

“Are you boys coming with me or not?” Cas says, hands on his hips. “You’re ruining my buzz.”

–

Cas kisses and nuzzles Dean’s cock through his red panties before pulling them off with his teeth. “Please,” Dean breathes, spreading his legs wide. “Please fuck me, Cas. I’ve wanted this so long, please -“

“Shit,” Cas gasps when he touches Dean’s used hole. “Who did this?”

“Me.” Sam launches onto the motel bed with a too thin mattress and grabs hold of Cas’s hips, admiring the skirt no one bothered to remove. How it compliments Cas’s ass. Draws attention to it. Sam gives Cas’s butt a swat and watches it jiggle. “Do you wanna be where I’ve been?”

“Only if you plan on fucking me, too,” Cas says, eyes full of unbridled mischief as he glances over his shoulder at Sam. “You gonna?”

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