Of course he had noticed that he was a male. However it wouldn’t hurt to tease him a little more.
“Oh, really? No, I had absolutely no idea.” he said, chuckling a little as he planted his lips lightly against Castiel’s, pressing several soft kisses on his lips.
“I clearly remember you saying that “Having intercourse in the tub is problematic” though” he whispered, immitating Castiel’s voice. However Castiel was suggesting that they have sex and there was no way he was not taking him up on that offer.
He snaked an arm around his husband’s waist and turned him around so that they were facing each other and wrapped his legs around his lower back to pull him close, incredibly close, his hot, shallow breaths tickling his face.
Dean leaned in once more and captured Castiel’s lips in a slow, passionate kiss. He traced the outline of his lips, running his tongue across his lower lip as he slowly ran his fingers through his hair, gradually making their kiss more urgent by licking and then sucking the tip of his tongue, stroking the underside of his tongue with his as he rubbed himself up and down Castiel’s thigh.
“Cas…” he hissed and pulled away slightly, because he was already getting too turned on.
“Cas, if you are tired and have to wake up early tomorrow, it’s ok baby, tell me, ok?” he whispered, staring down at Castiel’s lips.
Another chuckle, “Of course you didn’t.” he responded, kissing him back easily.
“Well, yes, it is. But I’ve missed you so much…” he whispered, bringing one of Dean’s hands up to his lips to kiss his knuckles. “Do I really sound like that?” he pouted.
Before he got a response Dean was turning him around to face him.
Castiel grinned at him before meeting his kiss. His arm snaked behind Dean’s back, moving upward so he could tangle his fingers in his hair, pulling lightly. He moaned into his husband’s mouth, his other hand going down to Dean’s thigh to stroke there teasingly. Castiel let out another moan before forcing his tongue into Dean’s mouth to play with his tongue.
Then Dean was suddenly pulling away from him and he couldn’t help but let out a very annoyed groan.
“Damn you for reminding me I have work.” he sighed, leaning in to press his forehead against Dean’s shoulder. “I don’t want to go. I just want to stay home with you.” he frowned.
He nuzzled into his neck once more. “I should probably get some sleep though…” he spoke quietly, sighing again. “I’d rather stay up with you.”
“And I’d rather you stayed here with me…” he whispered breathlessly, still staring down at Castiel’s lips, his thumb absently tracing the lines of his angel wings tattoo.
God, how was it even possible that he was so beautiful?
Dean licked his lips slowly and slid his hand down his thigh to catch Castiel’s wrist.
“Stop…” he whispered as his eyes slowly moved down Castiel’s face and his upper body.
He would love to keep kissing him, holding him into his arms, running his hands over his beautiful skin…There was nothing he wanted more than to make love to him. However, he knew that Cas had to go to work tomorrow and that he needed to get some sleep, so he gripped Castiel’s hips tightly and pushed him back slightly so that their bodies weren’t pressed up against each other anymore. He was already missing the warmth of Castiel’s body but if they were going to sleep they had to tone it down a little, because Dean was already half hard and he just couldn’t have Castiel naked on top of him, his breath caressing his skin.