Dean always got together with his friends every year for the Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show. He kept up this tradition even after he moved in with Castiel. His boyfriend wasn’t the jealous type; he knew that this was one of the ways Dean kept his friendships alive despite all of their crazy schedules. He knew that after watching those gorgeous women strut their stuff on the runway, Dean would always come back to Cas, spooning up behind him and kissing his neck. Kisses that seemed to say "I don’t care about those girls; you’re it for me."

dean goes gladly.

dean's walls are down and he's gasping and moaning with every thrust and cas is working up a sweat just trying to go deeper and harder the way dean wants it