Anonymous asked: SPN, Destiel, Dean and Cas making love in their bed for the first time in their new house
Dean’s still laughing as he falls to the bed, and when Castiel crawls on top of him and kisses him soundly, he grins through the kiss. Keeps his eyes open, too — because that’s his ceiling of his bedroom above Castiel, and they’re on their bed in their room in ~their house~, a place they own, a place they belong together and can stay for the rest of their lives if they want.
“Not on the bed,” he murmurs when he gets a break from the long, measured, we-have-all-the-time-in-the-world kisses, “under the covers, in our bed.”
“Our bed,” Castiel echoes in a murmur, his smile brighter than sunshine — who’d have thought he could smile like that? — and in another minute they’re sliding naked between sheets and comforter, reveling in each other’s bodies, Dean’s mouth urgent and hot on Castiel’s elbow and shoulder and chest. Castiel pushes into him slow and complete, and Dean lets his head roll onto the pillow, full of joy that leaves him breathless at being this whole, this much at home.
