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"Dean, I think I know what this is: it's a tv show." Sam whispered looking around that uncomfortable setting.
"You think?"
"Yeah. I mean, here wherever 'here' is, this... this twilight zone Balthazar zapped us into. For whatever reason, our life is a TV show."
"Why? Why would anybody want to watch our lives?"
"I'm not saying it makes sense. I'm just saying, we landed in some dimension where you're Jensen Ackles, and I'm something called a 'Jared Padalecki'."
"We need to find Cas."
"We don't even know if he's here."
"Why would Balthazar have sent us here if Cas was not in this strange dimension?"
"I don't know, I- Oh my, there he is." Sam moved his brother's head "You were right, Dean."
"I'm always right and then, you know, I could feel him... profound bond and stuff." Sam rolled his eyes, walking up "You're just jealous cause I have a guardian angel and you d- I'm sorry, Sammy." Dean stopped himself when he realized what he was saying.
Sam banished those thoughts from his head and approached Cas.
"Cas, thanks God we have found you, Balthazar threw us here, with this-"
"Key. To open the room containing every weapon Balthazar stole from Heaven."
"Why did he give it to us?" Dean asked
"To keep it safe until I could reach you. With those weapons, I have a chance to rally my forces."
"Okay, how do we get out of here?"
"What?" Cas tilted his head
"How do we go back home?"
"You want to go home now, babe?"
"What?" Dean eyes snapped open, while Sam had moved suddenly on Cas.
"I thought you had to talk with Eric about-" he looked at Sam "-about that...shift change cause your mom is coming... to town"
"I..." Dean was more confused every passing second
"Jared, do you mind if I take him from you? We need to talk about something ... personal." And without waiting for Sam's answer fake-Cas took Dean by the hand and brought him inside a trailer.
"Misha?" Dean read on the door, a second before they entered the trailer
"Yes, Jen?" He took off his trench coat and left it on the hanger.
"What's going on? Who-"
"I'm sorry, I'd almost talk about your meeting with Eric in front of Jared. Have you met him yet? What did he tell you? Is he already looking for a new actor to replace Jared?"
Misha pushed Dean sat on the couch and sat sideways on his lap.
"What-" The hunter froze, raising his hands and opened wide his eyes.
"Are okay, babe? This morning you were okay, more than okay, if I remember correctly." Misha smirked and caressed Dean's crotch.
Dean flinched, moving on the other side of the couch, making Misha almost fall on the floor.
"Jensen! What are you doing?"
"Are we- together?"
"Last time I checked, we were married." He said with a mix of irony, sadness and anger.
"I married fake-Cas?"
"Ye?" He rolled his eyes, but then he chuckled "All the fans are in raptures and hope that our love will extend to our characters. But did you hit your head?"
"Maybe I did" he said to himself.
"You haven't given me a kiss, yet... you know how I get when I'm kiss-deprivated." Misha giggled.
Dean raised his head hearing his cute laugh and smiled.
"We should-we should do something about it" Dean didn't know where those words came from, but he moved on the couch to reach Misha and placed his lips on his.
Hits at the door.
"Dea- I mean, Jensen? Jensen, it's me Jared Padalecki." Dean cursed at his brother in his head and stood up to open the trailer door.
"Can you come outside, please?" Sam said between the teeth, looking around concernedly and moving away from the trailer "We need to find the ingredients to come back home, I looked at Balthazar's spell and I can recreated it, but the stuff on set are all fake, so we have to go away from here and looking for real stuff."
"Ye, you're right, great plan. Let's split, you go to your, I mean Jared Padalecki's house and I'll go to ours, I mean mine and Cas'- I mean Jensen and Misha's."
"The actor who plays you and the actor who plays Cas are together?"
"Married, in fact. Any issues?"
"Fuck you, Dean, I'm not dad. At most, it is strange that you don't have any."
"Jensen, can we go home?" Misha's voice came from the trailer door.
"Yes, babe, I'm coming." He answered without moving his eyes from Sam's. " I have to go, my husband is waiting."
"He's not your hus-" he started when he noticed a man standing next to him.
"Shall I drive you home, Mr. Padalecki?"
"Y-yes, thank you." Sam answered looking at his brother who was walking away with the fake-Cas.
Got in the car, Misha lifted the partition and moved on Dean's lips. Something popped inside Dean's brain, he stayed still for some seconds, but then he moved to answer the kiss and go deeper inside that sweet mouth. He lost his hand between the black soft hair, while Misha placed his hand where Cas had grabbed him years back.
"Ca-as" he moaned inside Misha's mouth.
"Somebody wants to play" the actor laughed smirking "I'm in. We could record ourselves and put the scene in the extra content of the dvd of this season, maybe it brighten it up a bit."
Dean moved away with his eyes wide open.
"I was kidding, Jens! Could you imagine? If I ever recorded the two of us making love, it would be for our eyes only." Misha took his face between the palm of his hands and kissed him again, more softly.
Arrived at home, and what a home!,thought Dean, Misha took off his own coat and Dean's jacket and placed it in the closet in the entrance. The big house from the outside, was a warm home on the inside, the colour were soft, the fireplace was lit, there were a lot of pictures on the walls and on the furniture, all in a beautiful medium-dark wood. The biggest picture was a black and white photo of the two of them, their foreheads together, eyes lost in each other, twin smiles.
Dean was looking around when he felt two strong arms hugging him from behind.
"So, my brave hunter, will you take me to your rooms?"
"With pleasure, my angel."
Misha took his hand and they climbed the stairs, moving into a big room. While Dean was looking around, Misha started removing the plaid shirt and t-shirt, moving his lips on the warm skin of Dean's chest.
"Fuck" It was Dean's choked cry
He moved his hands between Misha's hair and then on his clothes, grabbing them. The actor moved his head from the tonic body and started getting rid of his own clothes, remaining completely naked, in few minutes, under the watchful and excited eye of Dean.
"Like what you see?" The hunter nodded, the mouth a little opened. "Babe, you're going to drool all over yourself this way." Misha laughed.
"You're beautiful." Dean's cheeks were purple.
That alternative world wasn't good for him, his mouth-brain filter had disappeared.
"Thank you, you are more. But I think you're little overdressed, don't you think, hunter mine?"
Dean got rid of his jeans and underwear, almost stumbling over his own feet.
"Lay on the bed, baby, I'm gonna take good care of you with my angelic powers" Misha winked and moved to the nightstand where he grabbed a bottle of lube.
When he understood when he was about to happen, Dean opened his mouth to complain, but then he realised his fantasies were always with the angel in charge, the superior creature dominating the simple human.
"I saw mini you suddenly moving up, we're you thinking about me?"
"Yes... about you dominating me with you powers."
"Oh, my sweet little human, this is your lucky night." Misha moved with his knees on the bed and started caressing Dean's body, his thighs, his tummy, down on his crotch, ignoring the dick to tease the tight hole. "Are you ready?" Dean nodded with the bottom lips stuck between his teeth.
The older man started pushing the first wet finger inside his hole and Dean felt a shock all over his body. He grabbed the sheets and bit his lip more.
"Hey, baby, you're going to hurt yourself. Is everything alright? Do you still feel like it?"
"Yes! I'm sorry, I'm fine. Go on, please"
Misha resumed moving his finger and lay on top of Dean to kiss him. Having all Misha's body and, expecially, his sweet lips against himself, made Dean relaxed and the actor could added the second fingers and started to scissor him. He moved from the lips to the jaw and down on the neck, where he used lips, tongue and teeth to mark his husband's skin, while he added the third finger looking for his prostate.
"Oh, fuck! Oh my- don't stop please. So good!" Dean's body started trembling when Misha's fingers found his sweet spot, pushing against it at a fast pace. "I'm-I'm-" Misha stopped.
"Shh, shh" he moved a wet strand from his forehead and replaced his fingers inside the tight ass with the tip of his dick. "Tell me when I can go in, my sweet hunter"
"Please, I need you" Dean moaned, still in the fog of the nearly-orgasm.
Misha smiled and pushed slowly inside his husband, feeling the warm meat welcoming him, wrapping perfectly around him. When he touched the butt with his testicles, he lay down on top of Dean's body and started to kiss him again, being held against his chest by Dean's strong arms, one on his back the other around his neck, the fingers between his hair.
"Move, please. Fuck, it's better than I imagined!"
"What, babe?"
"Having you inside me" he started assaulting his neck.
"You say it like it's the first time" Misha giggled
Dean realized what he had just said and stopped moving.
"Every time with you is like the first one... and then, today, I thought about the two of us... you know while... while I was working."
"Naughty Jensen, getting distracted during the work." Misha smirked and began to push inside Dean, returning on his lips in a opened mouthed kiss.
The hunter crossed his ankles over his partner's ass, pushing him more inside himself, feeling him deeper and deeper. Suddenly he felt a chills all over his back and understood that Misha had found his prostate again.
"Fuck, Cas, right there." He said leaving the sweet lips to scream and moan, unable to keep quiet.
"Oh, babe, you're so beautiful like this, lay under me, your skin shiny from the sweat, your lips parted, your eyes closed searching for your pleasure. Don't worry, my hunter, I'm gonna make you come so good."
He started moving faster, the bed creaking under their administration, he was feeling his balls getting tighter, so he started pumping Dean's cock to come together.
"So good, I'm gonna cum. Cas! I love you!"
"I love you too, Jens. You're the love of my life."
Dean snapped his eyes opened and he came, on Misha's hand and his own stomach, while Misha freed himself inside his husband's channel.
They stayed one on top of the other for some minutes, in silence, catching their breath.
The ringtone of a cell phone. Misha moved, leaning over the bed to grab his pants.
"It's Jared." He looked confused at Dean "Hello? Yes, he's here. Yes, don't worry" he said with a fake gentle tone "He said is like super important."
"Hello? Ja-Jared, hi."
"I go to the bathroom in the meantime" Misha said, standing up and opening the indoor bathroom door.
"Ye, I'm alone now. What's going on?" He lowered his voice not to be heard by Misha.
"I found what we need, Jared's money had helped a lot the venture. Come here, now! The address is 234, Commodore Road."
"Okay, I'm... I'll figure it out. He's coming back. See ya" he ended the call.
"Everything's alright?"
"Yes! Well no, Jared had a... argument and he feel so... low."
"He and Gen had an argument?"
"Ye" he faked sadness, while he got dressed "He asked me to go over. I'll be back as soon as possible, I swear, C-Misha" he left a kiss on his forehead.
"I'll just wait here, then" Misha smiled and Dean's heart broke.
"Okay, next time we saw Balthazar, I'll bind him with angelic handcuffs." Sam said as soon as they returned home.
He didn't even know how he managed to do it. He had more powers of observation than he thought and perhaps a penchant for the magical arts. 'Nah.' he thought, heading toward the refrigerator.
Dean was in the same spot in which he had apparated when he heard noise of wings.
"As you see we saved ourselves, dear Balth- Cas?"
"Hello, Dean."
"Hi-i." Dean lowered his head, he felt his cheek blushing.
"Cas! You're here! Your freaking brother has-"
"Yes, I know, I'm sorry, but Raphael is a real serious threat. If he won, even the Earth would be in danger."
Sam was about to reply, when he noticed that Dean had not opened his mouth. In fact, it was weird since they met in Padalecki's house. He looked between his brother and the angel, not understanding what was going on.
"I'm going to eat something, in the kitchen." He said walking away.
"Dean?" Cas said when Sam was no longer in his field of vision.
"Do you know what happened in that... dimension?"
"Yes. I... I'm sorry Dean, but you know I'm not good with human emotions, expecially after all the time I've spent far from Earth and from you two. Are you... angry? Sad? Embarrassed?"
"Why would I be angry?"
"I don't know... I- for what happened in the other dimension?"
"What happened... there... made me anything, but angry. It made me happy, loved... but also ashamed, sad..."
"Are you ashamed of what you did with the man who looked like me?"
"Yes."
"I see" the tone seemed... hurt.
"Oh my, no Cas, not ashamed cause it was a man or cause it had your face, but cause I slept with a person who thought he was making love with his husband." He made a pause and lowered his head "The fact that he had your face, it was the reason I slept with him." He said in a so lower tone that just an angel could have heard it.
"Dean? Can you look at me?" Dean raised his head and looked into those shiny blue pearls. "Do you like me?"
Dean just nodded cause he was afraid that if he opened his mouth at that moment, no words would come out, but something else.
"I like you too, Dean... maybe since I gripped you tight and raised you from perdition." He stepped closer and placed his hand where had left the handprint.
Dean's eyes grew even wider, he moved his head to look at the hand on his arm and then moved them to Cas's face.
"Do you- are you sa-"
"I love you, Dean Winchester."
"I-I- I love you too" his eyes were wet, Cas moved his hand from the arm to his face and dried a falling tears with his thumb.
"Can I kiss you? I'm not sure I know how to do it, but I have observed many humans do that."
Dean giggled at his innocent angel and moved his hand on his nape, between his dark hair pushing him gently against his own lips. If kiss the fake-Cas had been good, kissing the real Cas was amazing,; if he didn't have to breathe, he would never have come off.
"It's about time, ya idjits" Bobby voice came from behind them.
Dean and Cas parted ways, little red on the face and with unkempt hair.
"Is this what you have been doing all day?"
"Well, Dean yes" Sam arrived from the kitchen, biting a banana "but we have to tell you when we had been today." Sam started to tell Bobby their adventure, starting with the moment in which Balthazar had arrived.
Dean felt Cas' hand slipping into his, he turned his head and found the most beautiful smile. He squeezed their hand together and smiled back.
"A series about us? Why would anybody want to watch our lives?" They heard Bobby saying and they burst out laughing, joining the other two in the living room.