Locker room
" Cas, what if someones comes." Said Dean worried, and looked down on Cas, who stood on his knees infront of him.
" I do not care." Cas smiled honestly.
Dean remember Cas face when Snape saw them in the dungeons, and immediately felt guilty.
" Yes you do." Dean cleared his throat. " I do not want to cause anymore damage."
Cas looked up at Dean.
" It is not you who will do any damage."
Dean could hear a darker undertone in Cas words, who he could not put his fingers on. So when he looked in Cas eyes, he just wanted to heal his deep scars.
" Just a while then." Dean whisper and closed his eyes.
The water from the shower refreshing ran down their naked bodies. Dean could feel his whole body relaxing, when Cas leaned at his genitals. Then he moaned pleasurable, when Cas soft mouth gently blowed him.
" Cas...oh Merlin...this is...so good."
Cas bobbing his head and gasped when Dean got hard in his mouth. Cas moaned when Deans cock went all warm and wet in his mouth. Dean stroke Cas bangs.
" Cas...I am going to cum..." Cas opened his eyes, and blushed when Deans hazel eyes, was shining with pure love. " Do you want this? We can stop if you like?"
Cas blue eyes filled with shame when he stood up.
" I am sorry Dean."
Dean layed his palms around Cas face harshly.
" Do not say you are sorry for not being ready Cas."
" I just...I am sorry...It was me who wanted..."
Cas looked at Deans erection with guilt.
" Stop being such a assbutt Cas."
Cas looked suprised at first and then small dimples appear on his face.
" Not the best nickname I had heard."
Dean smirked and stroke Cas bang so it stood right up.
" Just...we have no rush. We are both virgins and there is only one first time. So we should not do it until we are one hundred procent sure. Okay?"
Cas looked at Dean, and thought how much Deans fire burned in the water. Dean looked at Cas deep blue eyes, that was strengthen by all the water around them.
" Okay." Cas said merrily.
Dean added every detail of Cas in his mind. Cas big smile with dimples on the side, the ocean blue eyes, the brown messy hair, who now was all wet. Castiel was so beautiful, and Dean did not understand why Cas could not see it.
Very slowly Cas leaned his head on Deans chest. Cas found it calming to listen to Deans heartbeat, that was slow and steady, very unlike his own.
" Cas?"
" Mmm?"
" What do you want me to do?"
Cas sigh and responded.
" Can you touch my shoulders?"
Dean nodded. Soft as a cloud, he layed his hand on Cas back, and carefully stroke his fingers along the lines between the spine, and the shoulders.
" Like this?"
Cas was not aroused. Instead he felt peaceful.
" Yes, please do not stop."
" Why would I?"
The two 16 year old boys stod in Slytherins locker room, close wrapped in together, in what felt like forever.
Eventually Dean turned of the water, led Cas out of the showers, and wrapped them together in a large towel.
" I should play Quidditch more often." Cas smirked.
Dean smiled cheeky at Cas.
" Absolutly."