It had been… perfect. More than that. It had been- wow.

Dean laid on his back, one arm tucked around you, his eyes closed, content and satisfied. The sex was crazy. Crazier than Dean usually had. Which was surprising considering he sleeps with a lot of women— or men each month. You were an angel, they had been working with him and Sam for a long while now. Hell, somehow Dean- fell for them. The first person he’s ever loved, well one of the first. He was truly in love with you. An angel. He knew sex couldn’t happen between you. Human and angels were such a forbidden concept so he didn’t try or get his hopes up. He never thought it would happen, until it did.

It hadn’t been planned. Dean had taken you to a small burger restaurant, then you two worked on a case, Dean sitting in the chair and you standing very near, looking at the computer, your hands near Deans, you both looked at eachother and then— kissed. It was— perfect. He never thought it would happen, as soon as you two kissed he was all up on you.

Dean stayed in that state of bliss until he felt them moving out of his arms, trying to get out of bed, the angel seemingly staring at his clothes pile. “Hey hey hold on…” his voice was soft as he sat up, the sheets pooled at his waist as he gently placed his palm against their back and one hand on his shoulder, grabbing him gently. “ don’t go, sweetheart. “ He coos, kissing your still bare shoulder.