"Dean, go grab as much wipe cream as you can." Castiel instructed, already holing a pie, popcorn, Snickers (because who doesn't love Snickers), and a bottle of lube possibly for later. Dean shrugged his shoulders and went off to grab thirteen canisters of wipe cream, definitely curious as to why they needed it.
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Sam and Jessica went out on a date, leaving Dean and Castiel alone since Taylor left for the night. Something about helping heaven.
The boys had just finished watching the newest Batman and arguing how Ben Aflac would do as Batman, both agreeing they they will never really like him that much, if at all.
"So why all of the wipe cream?" asked Dean, holding up one of the many canisters.
"Okay, so I was talking to Taylor earlier and she was talking about always wanting to do a wipe cream fight, I figured we could do one since we would be alone for a couple hours. Then she was talking about wanting to see you in 'tighty whiteys' I figured out that those are just really tight white underwear. So, I want to do a wipe cream fight...in tighty whiteys except their blue because that's all they had."
"What? No! I'm not putting on any damn tight underwear! My boxers love me, I can't betray them like that."
Cass threw the package of underwear at Dean. "We are doing this."
"You can do it, I'll happily watch and spray wipe cream at you."
"No, Dean. Put them on."
"No."
"Yes."
"Never."
"On. Now."
"You can't make me."
"You wanna bet?"
"I'm not putting them on."
"Yes you are."
"No."
"Yes!"
"Never!"
"For damn sake Dean just put the stupid underwear on."
Dean groaned and trudged his way to the bathroom, wanting to shove a knife into himself rather than put on blue girl panties.
Dean held a towel around himself, looking down as he walked but was definitely happy when he looked up, his eyes automatically locking on Castiel's ass covered in tight blue underwear.
"Woah, you work them though." Dean smirked, slapping Castiel's ass.
"Do you have them on?" Cass asked, turning to face Dean, his finger ready on the trigger.
"Yes, I sadly do."
"Drop the towel."
"Cassss-"
"I will pull it off of you."
"You wouldn't."
Castiel wiped the towel off of Dean. Winchester gasped and covered himself with his hands.
"What was that about me not being daring enough to pull that towel off again?"
"Shut up."
Castiel examined Dean in the tight blue underwear, it's a good thing both have tan legs.
"I will say that you looked good in them."
"I feel like I'm at a beach in a fucking speedo."
Cass broke into a grin.
"DON'T YOU DARE EVEN THINK ABOUT IT!"
Castiel laughed and snapped a picture of Dean, who immediately ran after him to delete it.
"GIVE ME THAT! I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU SHOW SAM OR JESSICA OR ANYBODY I WILL KILL YOU!"
Castiel sprayed wipe cream all over Dean's chest, still running away with his phone held above his head in triumph.
Dean gave up after ten minutes of chasing him and being sprayed with wipe cream.
"Hey, you don't have any on you." Dean said, Cass turned around and got wipe cream sprayed in his face and then, purposefully, on his dick.
"This stuff tastes good." Cass said, trying to lick his nose, which Dean helped out with.
"You're right, it does. You know, I'm enjoying this more than I should."
"You can never have too much fun eating wipe cream off of a guy with tight blue underwear on."
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Cass and Dean got drunk, like really drunk. Cass had him lay on his stomach while he sprayed wipe cream butt cheeks on Dean's ass and lick it off after taking pictures, of coarse.
Dean would fill Castiel's underwear with wipe cream and lick it out while Castiel laughed senselessly, Dean joining him.
"Yrr' dick...taste - better wih wupe cream." Dean slurred, dipping his finger into Castiel's underwear again and sucking all of the wipe cream off.
"Dean, there is nO such thin-g as wUpe scream." Cass hiccuped and Dean laughed.
"Wupe scream - yeah, no such thin'"
Castiel put his hands on his hips, "I think...no wait, I dunt think..."
Dean laughed again, "Wha are you tryin' to sa-ay Cassie Baby?"
"I don't know..."
Dean fell into Castiel's arms, his attempt at a hug miserably failed. "Ov coarse you don' know!"
"I do know tha' I luve you." Castiel slurred, sloppily kissing Dean's lips.
"I lov' you tooooo Cass." After that, they both collapsed on the floor, Castiel on top of Dean and snoring.
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Stay With Me
Romance(Destiel fanfiction) Angels and demons never quite mixed; there is always a war taking place.The two have something in common though, they want complete control. After years of silence, the Angels have given up on God and took matters into their own...
