Dean wakes up slowly, Cas' arms tight around him. He tries to move but that just makes Cas tighten his hold. Dean sighs and rolls over so he is laying on top of Cas.
"Morning sunshine," Cas murmurs into Dean's neck. Dean chuckles softly and kisses under Cas' jaw, his beard tickling. He lifts one hand and brings it up to Cas' cheek. His legs come up on either side of Cas', straddling him, and Dean nuzzles into the juncture of his neck. Cas runs his hands up and down Dean's fuzzy thighs.
"I like your beard Mr. Winchester," Dean says and giggles. That gives him a soft slap on the ass from Cas.
Dean raises himself up on his elbows, his nose almost touching Cas'. He smiles.
"I very much do," Dean says before he whispers, "husband."
Cas let's out a small growl and Dean barely gets time to laugh before Cas' mouth is on his.