Jensen Ackles - Angeles
This is sooo beautiful……crying and dying!!!
Out of the many pictures that he and his husband had hanging or sitting upon tables or counters throughout their entire house (and not to mention the hidden cabin nestled deep in the woods), the picture of both of them walking down the aisle on their wedding day was the most treasured moment that he would forever cherish, the moment that he and Dean were seen wed in front of all their friends and family. It was such a happy day, one that he would look back at and tear up a bit just because of all the things that lead up being happily wed with Dean until the moment he died peacefully.
With Dean’s help and along with his brothers Sam and Adam, he was able to stop the Apocalypse but yet it came with a price. He wasn’t able to stop Michael and Lucifer from inhabiting Sam and Adam’s bodies; that was the day he saw his younger brothers fall into Hell and never come back. This too was also the day in which he saw Castiel once again and reinstated with full power; grateful for the angel being there, he was transported back to Dean’s arms and he cried on his husband’s shoulders until he couldn’t find the strength to cry. He then vowed to get his brothers back somehow without the use of a crossroads demon or anything of demonic origin.
He was lucky with having Castiel and his guardian angel searching down in Hell for his brothers and it took time to reconnect with his brothers the moment they resurfaced; he was forever grateful for the angels’ help. With time and regaining trust, he could easily say that things were basically perfect with how he had his family back along with his husband. Later that year, he and Dean renewed their vows in front of everyone that they knew, that day going down in the books as one they would never forget. The most memorable time during their wedding day was he and Dean dancing to “Never Be The Same”, one song that Dean introduced him to the very night he first said to Dean those three words that could make any cold heart warm; “I love you.” This very song came to be one in which he and Dean would sing and play next to the fireplace often with the accompaniment of one sassy kitten, Zeppelin.
With a cat and two killer whales along with his husband, he knew that they had a perfect family. But every now and again he would go into the room that Dean built that was supposed to fit one body that Dean immensely feared; a child. It was something in his life that he wished for, the husband, house and pets were checked off the perfect family list and a child was the last ingredient. This too, he knew, would take time and patience with his husband and he was always happy and in love with Dean. He knew that if there was never the opportunity to have a child with his husband, he would always remain happy that he got a slice of normal life with the fact of being married. But with years down the road, they were ever so fortunate; they had a son, a young boy that they rescued from a case that turned nasty – with the result of both parents dying at the hands of Lucifer rising again. This boy would grow up to be in the world of both hunting and being a car mechanic, something that he was ultimately proud of even though he and Dean never forced their son into the job of hunting.
Throughout the years of hunting, scrapes and bruises, family gatherings, watching their son grow up in age and schooling, their pets ageing but remaining spirited and playful… one thing entirely remained the same; he and Dean were very much in love and their love only grew with the marriage that they had together. Every now and again where they would be larger problems that occurred due to supernatural forces, he and Dean would remain strong to conquer over them along with all the allies that they made connections with along the way. Through many years, their house was their everything; their place of solace, their training grounds for hunting, the car shop, the family gatherings, a state of mind. But above all else, their house was a home and it welcomed everyone who was their friend or family with a gracious hospitality and additional memories.
With time, he was able to conquer his fear of mental darkness and death; the memories of abuse and torture from Hell that he had slowly faded with Dean and love. Dean, the love of his life, also dealt with the memories of Hell along with Purgatory; it was something that he graciously helped and talked to Dean about to get his husband strong to conquer the fears and turmoil. Love for them would conquer over everything with years of help and support. And that was something that they were grateful for was their love that they had for one another. Their years of married life were sometimes not perfect, with stress and misinterpretations but it would always have love… and really good sex every time whenever they had the chance. As the years went on and slowly coming to a close, he knew that it was amazing and a wonder that he lived a long and happy life – even with the occasional hunt, it was still memorable and just perfect with his family and husband. He couldn’t have asked for more.
The night that he died was a peaceful one; it was also the night in which his husband died along with him, knowing full well that Dean would not want to move on in life without his husband there with him. He knew that his time was up when he accomplished what he wanted to do in life – hunt, marry a wonderful person, have a child and a wonderful family, and help others in any way that he could. That night was where he heard a voice, an angel’s, speak in his head that “It was time.” He remembered smiling at Dean, placing his wrinkled hand upon his husband’s face and murmuring, “It’s my time.” They held each other’s hands once Dean knew what was going on, their rings worn and dulled with age. Placing a soft kiss against Dean’s mouth, he whispered, “I love you,” and Dean spoke back to Dean “I love you too Dean” soon they both fell into a relaxing sleep, one that he would never wake up again. The moment he woke up again, he was in Heaven and was greeted with Dean at his side – Dean then told how he requested to the angels that he too wanted to die peacefully, just to be with him. Crying with a smile, he hugged Dean for all he was worth and was elated with being young and happy and still married to this wonderful man.
They would forever be somewhere without pain, without darkness, without despair. No more memories of Hell, of Purgatory, of darkness, or regret. No more hunting, fear of dying, or thoughts of torture. It was now family and friends and happiness, peace and tranquility. They would wait for the day that their son would also be allowed through the gates, to be reunited as a family again. But for now… it was only them. And that was something he would never grow sick of, being with his Dean. His husband. His friend, his love, his everything. And that was perfect for him.
They never changed one thing about the life they had before they died, all the sex, and it felt as if it was just them moving on with life, and never ending, they would always be together, and that made the relationship they had was that much more amazing. “I love you Dean. Always and Forever.” Dean smiled a little and spoke against his husbands lips as they were having sex, yet again. “I love you too. Always and forever.”
Forever together. Til death due us part.
The moment he felt Dean sliding down on him, he let out a broken scream and held onto Dean’s hips; watching Dean with lustful dark green eyes, he slammed up to meet with Dean’s thrusts and he couldn’t help but growl out softly from how tight and hot Dean was. Sounds of their skin slapping against each other quickly was being such a turn on for him at this point, he didn’t know what else to do than to thrust more up into Dean while claiming his husband’s lips passionately and staking his claim. He was going to come for Dean so soon, the way that his husband was moving against him was taking his breath away and he was panting a great deal from it all. Moaning loudly, he gripped Dean’s hips a bit harder, husking out in Dean’s ear, “Gonna come, so deep inside of you… Wanna see you fall apart love, make you beg for me to give you whatcha want.” Licking Dean’s ear, he moaned, “You want that, Dean? To come inside you so deep? I’m real close… so close.”
He continued to ride Dean even harder, moaning louder as he felt Dean getting harder inside of him, the closer Dean was getting, the more he felt of Dean hitting his sweet spot and he gripped down at Dean’s chest and he let out a soft moan into Dean’s ear and he whispered softly. “I wanna feel you inside me, I wanna feel all you have to give to me babe. I wanna feel you fill me. I want you to claim me babe.” He leaned down and started to suck at Dean’s neck, moaning against Dean’s neck and gripping tighter on Dean’s chest as Dean gripped at his hips even tighter and his eyes closing and he just continued to thrust down as Dean thrusted up into him, making it even rougher on his ass, making him cry out in pleasure. He gripped down on Dean’s chest and bit at Dean’s ear lobe playfully. “Fill me babe. I want to feel you cover my insides with your release so badly babe, please? Fill me.”
“Heya,” Dean saluted, “Well, you know me. I’m always hungry; I could go for some pie. And I may have been hoping to run into one of my lovely selves to help me on this one job. I’ve looked everywhere, called Bobby, called Sam,” Dean paused for a moment looking at the menu and order his own meal. “I can’t find anything about this stupid thing,” he pulled a newspaper article out of jacket pocket and slapped it on the table. “Heard anything about it?”
He looked down at the paper and then up at Dean. “How about we talk and see if it’s the same, because right now, I need a drink, and I’m running on sleep deprivation.” He chuckled and then turned to the paper again. “But if this has to do with the town after this one, then we are after the same monster.” He looked at Dean and tilted his head. “Is it to do with the next town over or…did we just happen to cross paths?”
He hummed out with content, licking his lips slightly as he touched his hair and brought his fingers to his lips to taste Dean. Giving his husband a wicked smile with a twinkle in his eyes, he moaned out at Dean pushing him back and to work on his member. Once he saw Dean holding his hands away, he couldn’t help but let out a whimper at not being able to hold Dean’s head while thrusting into that luscious mouth sucking and licking away at him. But… he slowly moved his hips back and forth with a soft cry, whispering out Dean’s name softly and begging for so many things; for Dean to get him to come, for Dean to fuck him so hard he wouldn’t be able to think straight, for Dean to do anything to him. He sounded desperate but he loved seeing and feeling Dean doing this to him, making his breath short and ragged as Dean bobbed back and forth on his member. When Dean started to deep-throat him, he whimpered out, moaning, “Dean… Please.”
He smirked at Dean’s begging and then pulled up off Dean’s member and stood up and crawled up Dean’s body and then himself so that he was over Dean’s member and he reached down with one hand and then lined Dean up and thrusted himself down onto Dean’s member and let out a loud moan, stretching himself open as he rode Dean as hard as he could, the sound of Dean’s skin hitting against his own, and feeling of Dean inside him again felt amazing and he let out a loud cry of Dean’s name, and though he was pretty sure that Dean was kind of hoping to have him get off again, he really just wanted Dean to let go inside him this time and enjoy himself while he gets Dean off. Which he was doing greatly.
Sucking at Dean’s member softly at first, he moaned out loudly with Dean thrusting into his mouth; he thoroughly enjoyed his husband’s hands raking through his hairs, gripping his head tight while thrusting into him. It had him extremely aroused at this point, sucking a bit harder at Dean while Dean continued to thrust more into his mouth. Relaxing his throat for Dean to thrust it a bit faster, he then whimpered out softly at a few times that Dean thrusted into his mouth. With another soft whimper, he felt his eyes sting at the corners as he kept his mouth as wide open as he would allow it. He wanted to watch Dean, watch his husband unravel and keep track of all the facial expressions his husband gave that he loved so much of. Pulling off from Dean’s member for a brief moment, he husked out, “Come for me, love.” With a soft moan, he returned to Dean’s member and sucked at it gently while licking up and down the slit of Dean’s leaking member.
He let out a slight hum, but then whined as Dean pulled off, and he looked down at Dean’s hardened member and he thrusted into Dean’s mouth a little and then he pulled just as he felt the heat in his stomach and he moved his member a little and he let out a moan, and came onto Dean’s face and into Dean’s hair, mostly getting Dean’s hair. He looked down at Dean and smirked slightly. “You look sexy.” He moved and grabbed Dean and then kneel’d down and then started to trace his tongue over the base of Dean’s member and then licked over the slit and hummed against the back of his lips and then took Dean into his mouth slowly going down on Dean, until his nose was pressed against Dean’s pelvis and then pulled up and slowly bobbed his hand, and before Dean could grab his head, he grabbed both of Dean’s hands and held them away from his head.
He moaned out at Dean’s member being pressed against his face, smiling up at his aroused husband and he admired the sight of Dean getting riled up because of him. Stroking Dean with a wink, he leaned forward to taste at Dean’s sac, laving his tongue along the sac and sucking each of Dean’s balls into his mouth slowly. After pulling back from Dean’s sac, he kissed up Dean’s member and began to ease his mouth down further on Dean’s member; relaxing his throat, his nose brushed against Dean’s pubic hairs for a brief moment before he swallowed with a soft growl. He slid his mouth back and forth on Dean’s member, urging Dean to do something; his body ached for Dean’s touch, Dean’s anything.
He had his fingers curled up in Dean’s hair and his moan was rather soft as Dean took his member into his mouth. He tried not to buck his hips, but he could help it and he thrusted into Dean’s mouth for a quick moment and then pulled out and then looked down at Dean and started to grip at Dean’s hair a little tighter and then look up so that Dean couldn’t see the smirk he had on his face for what he was going to do to Dean, though he was pretty sure that his husband would enjoy it. He thrusted into Dean’s mouth, and let out soft moans and he gripped tighter on Dean’s hair, not going to let go until he needed to. He thrusted slowly into Dean’s mouth slowly for a bit and then slowly picked up pace and then stopped and just let Dean do it on his own. “Suck babe.”
With a moan, he kissed slowly up his husband’s member and licked teasingly at the head of Dean’s length; stroking Dean’s thighs, he rolled his hips down and he couldn’t help himself as his husband was pleasuring him again. “That’s fine, love… I’m sure you’ll like it anyways.” At this point, he couldn’t help but lightly scrape his teeth up and down Dean’s length just to give a new sensation. He couldn’t help but smile as he pulled away from Dean slightly, his legs a bit wobbly from their previous activities. He smiled at Dean and turned around to kiss his husband because he could; it had him moan out at tasting Dean’s lips against his own. “I love you, Dean,” he whispered with a smile. Kissing his husband on the cheek, he whispered more into Dean’s ear, “I really wanna suck you, Dean. Wanna see you grab my hair, tell me to swallow you whole.” Licking Dean’s ear and biting it gently, he moaned, “Would you like that, Dean? Wanna come on my face again? Or in me? Or do you wanna have me suck you clean?”
He smirked at Dean’s words and then stood up and grabbed Dean’s hips and pulled Dean over to him and pushed Dean down onto the pool floor, and gripped Dean’s hair in his hand and tugged and pulled Dean’s head back and he pushed his member against Dean’s lips and then pushed his balls up to Dean’s lips and smirked down at Dean. “Suck em.” He pushed them against Dean’s lips a little more, his member pressed against the one side of Dean’s face, and he gripped a little tighter and pushed Dean against his crotch and he smirked down at Dean. If Dean wanted to be dirty, then he would make sure that Dean was dirty, he thought of a thing or two that Dean didn’t say that he could do to Dean, the second idea seemed like more fun to him. Dean would just have to wait and see’s what he does.