Have you watched the premier? Could you maybe write some Destiel with added Ezekiel? Fluff, smut, Idc. Please?
[Contains spoilers for 9.01: ‘I think I’m going to like it here’.]
It was weird living with more than one angel now. Yeah Dean got used to Ezekiel while he was living in Sam’s body, but the angel was now in his original vessel, the one Dean met him in and it was strange having this many people in the bunker.
With Crowley in the dungeon, Kevin meandering about, Charlie making regular visits, Sam, Cas, him -
Really it was strange to think of him as the angelic pacemaker that had once kept his brother alive, and that was for the better as all three of them avoided that awkward talk as much as possible. The one time Cas had tried to bring it up both Ezekiel and Dean shot the other angel a look.
Thankfully Cas was quicker at picking up social cues than Dean thought (really he was a fast learner, Dean never really considered that), and he went quiet shifting the topic to other things.
It ended with Dean and the two fallen angels sitting in on the couch in the living room of the bunker. The TV was mostly playing as background noise. While Dean’s focus was on what was playing (Dr. Sexy, what else?) the angels both seemed to be watching him.
He was used to it from Cas, but Ezekiel too?
Dean was glad the others were out or he’d have Sam teasing him about being an angel magnet.
"You know, I can see why you fell for him, brother." Ezekiel’s reverent tone startled Dean, though not as much as the feeling of fingers brushing along his jaw and down the side of his neck.
His eyes shifted to look at the angel, before jolting over to Castiel as the other climbed up onto the couch from where he’d been sitting on the floor (he claimed to like it more). It felt like he’d snap his neck rapidly looking between the two men who were sandwiching him in on the small couch.
"Dean’s more than his looks you know." Cas’ comment has Dean’s attention firmly on him, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.
"Oh I know. His soul radiates light. I can’t see it as well as I could have when I had my grace, but it still shines bright enough for me to see with my human eyes. I could still feel it even before I saw his soul. In his prayer, how he saved me knowing I could be hostile, how he protected his brother." Ezekiel’s touches were gentle, moving down his back, somehow knowing where to touch to ease the tension from the hunter.
"He’s always been radiant. You know Hester was right," Dean’s eyes locked on Cas’ as he spoke, frozen with shock. "The moment I laid my hand on you in hell, I was lost." He then leaned in, pressing his lips to Dean’s and the hunter finally made a sound, small and broken.
His eyes fell closed shaking hands flying out to wrap around Castiel’s shoulders, holding him tight. Dean’s back arched, another noise - almost a whine - passing his lips, shuddering as he felt Ezekiel continuing to massage the muscles in his back. Then lips pressed to his neck, trailing their way up to his ear, sucking on the lobe and Dean shuddered under their touch.
Their kiss broke for a moment so Dean could breathe - so they could both breathe, fuck. Dean stared at Cas with dazed eyes for a moment, before they fell closed again, groaning low in his throat as he tilted his head to the side, giving Ezekiel better access to his neck and throat. The fallen angels thumbs were moving in slow circles, pressing into his shoulder blades and Dean felt like all the tension was being eased from his body.
Like ten years of hunting, running, fear, and pain were just slowly being drained away.
His head rolled back to rest on the angels shoulder, biting his bottom lip. Cas’ hands eased up under Dean’s shirt, fingernails dragging along his scarred skin. He moved in to place a needy kiss on Dean’s lips, biting and sucking at the hunter’s bottom lip, teasing it with his tongue, tugging and pulling it with his teeth.
Dean felt like he was going to melt right here.
The most embarrassing part would probably be that with Ezekiel’s massaging, and Cas’ tender touches he fell asleep and woke to them curled up on either side of him on his bed.
At least Dean knew that he wasn’t losing either angel any time soon.
