I sit in my room, fidgeting a bit. I finally couldn't take it and took my shirt and coat off. My wings floofed out and accidently hit something, making it fall and break.
I flinch and jump nearly out of my skin at the sound. I hear hurried footsteps and suddenly saw Dean skid in my room. "Cas? What happened? Are you okay?" He asks quickly.
I jump up again in surprise. "N-nothing happened. I'm fine" I stutter, blushing since I was still shirtless, and with my wings on full display.
His eyes widened at the sight. I could understand why. Angel wings were supposed to be a milk white. But I'm a fallen angel, so they're black.
I blushed, looking at my feet awkwardly. He walked over and studied them in awe. He slowly rubbed a feather between his fingers.
I gasp and shiver in surprise, blushing darker. Dean chuckled and looked at my scarlet face.
"They're really s-sensitive" I whisper. He smiled and rubbed the base of my wings. I flinch and yelp in pain.
"Shit. Sorry Cas" he says, apologetically.
"It's fine Dean" I say quickly, "it's just my wings are really sore.. they've been bundled up for weeks" I sigh.
"I could wrap them up for you?" He offers.
I relax my stiff shoulders. "Please"
He took my wrist and lead me to the bathroom. I had to tuck them in to get through doors but I didn't really mind.
I sat on the toilet seat as he got some wrap, and slowly put it on the base of my wings. I shiver at the feeling as Dean continued to do it.
He then moved to the other wing and wrapped up the red, sore area. When he finished, I slumped forward in relief. "So.. So much better" I whisper.
I look at Dean and let out a quiet mewl from the heated look he was giving me.
I looked a bit farther down and saw a slight tent in his jeans. He lifted me up bridal style and walked back into my room, gently setting me on the bed.
I looked down, thinking Dean had left. But the moment I looked up, Deans lips were on mine.
I gasp in surprise and stiffen. He pulled away and looked at me, thinking I didn't like it. But before he moved to far I leaned forward and kissed him quickly, blushing deeply.
He smirked against my lips and kissed back passionately.
I giggled and pulled him on top of me by the collar of his shirt.
After a few more minutes of us making out, he slowly pulled away.
I whisper something cheeky in his ear,
"Dean.. My wings hurt"