I have to say a huge thank you to everyone who reviewed 'Touched By An Angel' because seeing all those reviews absolutely made my day! :D

So I got my muse kicking (which he is absolutely happy, and would also like to thank you for your reviews) and wrote the Destiel follow up for you guys.

Enjoy! ^.^

Dean cursed loudly to himself, pressing the acceleration and adding a little more kick to his already speeding Impala. The scenery rushed past in a blur as the Impala raced down the street, the roar of the engine filling the air and the tires creating a path of skid marks.

He couldn't wrap his head around what he had seen. Hell, he didn't even want to. He would have never ever imagined that his baby brother would allow that dick of an angel to touch him, or the other way around; which in this situation it looked more like Sammy was doing all the touching.

Seeing Sam run his hands over Gabriel's back, and hearing the sounds of pleasure escaping that angely dick's mouth, god! He shook his head, trying to clear his mind of all the disturbing images that were filling it. He breathed in through his nose, letting it out slowly through his mouth, and eased the pressure on the acceleration, the Impala slowly decreasing in speed.

What's worse was that Sam enjoyed it. Hell, he had even tackled his own brother to save that dick's wings from getting smoked. Never in a million years had Dean thought that Sam would choose that feather brain over him. Hell, even siding with that sick twisted demon Ruby was better than this.

Dean cursed, slamming his hand down on the steering wheel in anger. This was just too much to handle. His Sammy shacking up with an archangel turned trickster. Not only that, but the same guy that had iced him like a hundred times in Mystery spot and tortured them into 'playing their roles' in contributing to the apocalypse.

What the hell was his brother thinking?

Dean rolled his eyes as he heard a flutter of wings, looking in the rear view mirror to see Castiel sitting in the back seat, a blank expression on his face. His trench coat was dusty and his tie was on the wrong way. Weird.

"Hello Dean." He tilted his head when he realized Dean's shoulders were tense, his hand clenched in a fist. "Is there something troubling you?"

Dean sighed, not being able to stop the light chuckle escaping his lips. "Nope, I'm fine Cas. I'm absolutely perfect!"

Castiel frowned, sensing Dean's anger. "You're angry." He tilted his head further to the side. "Why."

Dean shook his head, trying to keep his laughter down. "Why would you think I'm angry Cas? It's not like your dick of a brother's trying to seduce Sammy." Dean knew he sounded sarcastic, but with all his temper it was hard not to.

Castiel's eyes narrowed at this. "Gabriel wouldn't do that, Dean."

This time Dean couldn't help but laugh. "Yeah Cas, he only tried to get in my brother's pants by using his frikkin' wings!" It came out in a dry chuckle and Castiel's frown deepened.

"What are you talking about? Gabriel would never do such a thing, Dean. He may be a trickster, but he does have common sense. Why would he do that?" Castiel's voice was snappier than usual, but Dean was so wrapped up in his own impending anger he thought nothing of it.

"You know what Cas, I'd love to know! So why don't you go and ask that son of a bitch brother of yours and get back to me on that, huh!" Seeing the blank look on Castiel's face, Dean instantly cringed as the reality of his words struck him.

Castiel looked down, and when he raised his head his eyes were emotionless, a slight scowl on his lips. "Very well."

With a flutter of wings he was gone, leaving Dean to curse loudly at his stupidity.

Dean groaned, opening the motel room door with his foot and walking in as he carried two bags full with fast food. He closed the door and turned around, almost yelling out and dropping the bags as he came face to face with Castiel. But it wasn't the fact that Cas had just popped up out of nowhere.

No, it was the fact that he had wings.

"Hello again, Dean." Castiel tilted his head when he saw the shocked look on Dean's face. "What's wrong?"

"C-Cas – you've got..." Dean pointed to Castiel's wings which were flared out at the sides. The feathers ranged from all sorts of crystal blues, silver streaks lining the feathers and slightly ebony black at the tips.

Castiel's eyes narrowed and he looked behind him, at his wings, then back at the hunter. "You can see them?" He frowned.

Dean gulped, nodding his head. "They're like – Wow Cas, it's like looking into the ocean." Dean's eyes widened when Castiel's wings flared more so he could see that there were also ebony black streaks mixing with the sliver where the wings connected from his shoulder blades.

Castiel shook his head, backing away slightly. "You can't. That's not possible."

"Well I'm not kiddin' ya Cas, these things are huge." Dean said, his eyes still lingering on the crystal blue feathers, some of which were now puffing up and curling around Castiel's body in what looked like defensive shock.

Castiel shook his head again, his wings shaking. "Dean, what did you do? This isn't a normal occurrence." He tilted his head to the side. "Did you by any means touch another angel's wings?"

Dean's eyes widened, remembering what happened back at the motel. Sam had said something about Gabriel's wings, and then he had felt something touch his face… kind of like – No way!

"Dean, what happened at the motel with Gabriel?" said Castiel, his voice slightly wary. If Dean had touched Gabriel's wings then that would mean he would have been given the ability to see angel wings. But Gabriel wouldn't do that... would he?

"Gabriel; Sammy said something about his wings. I didn't believe it at first but then... I don't know. This thing touched my face. It felt freaky, like soft an' feathery or somethin' like that. I don't know man... this is just crazy." Dean shook his head, eyes still not being able to look away from the beauty of Cas's wings.

"Gabriel let you touch his wings?" There a slight pinch of anger in his tone. Dean was his human and his only. He was the one to raise Dean from perdition, not Gabriel. He was the only one who could let Dean touch his wings, no one else. He couldn't believe Gabriel had betrayed him like that.

"So, what, I can see your wings cause that angely dick's wings gave me some weird sort of mojo?" Dean walked to the table, putting down the bags of food, turning to face Castiel whose face showed a sign of anger and confusion. "What?"

"What Gabriel did was wrong. He shouldn't have touched you." Castiel's voice was somewhat like a growl. "That should be the privilege of the charge's assigned angel and of that angel only. Gabriel knew that. He should have respected the rules of protocol."

"So what, now I'm some archangel's frikkin' boy toy!" Dean huffed, running a hand through his hair. "I mean, c'mon! This is insane!"

Castiel's eyes narrowed. "You are not, as you call it 'Gabriel's boy toy', Dean." His wings ruffled in which looked like annoyance. "Even though he allowed his wings to touch you he still is assigned to his own charge, as am I."

Dean snorted. "Well that's just frikkin' perfect, now isn't it!"

Castiel frowned, his wings ruffling more 'till the feathers were puffed up. "You do not understand what this means, do you Dean?"

"The hell if I know, Cas!" Dean ground out. "I have no clue as to what this means or how this is possible. If you can explain to me why I'm seeing these big feathery things then please, I'm all ears!"

Castiel flinched at Dean's tone and how he had called his wings 'Big Feathery Things', bowing his head down and letting his wings slump. "That's all you think of them, as 'Big feathery things'."

Dean gulped, realizing what he had just said. "N-No Cas, I didn't mean-"

Castiel nodded, looking away. "Fair enough, if that's all I am to you then I'll go." He looked up, his blue eyes darkened. "Goodbye, Dean."

Dean cursed and banged his fist on the table as Cas disappeared, slumping his shoulders.

What the hell was wrong with Cas? Why was he acting like this?

Dean sighed, looking up at the ceiling, silently praying that Castiel would return. He didn't mean to say that, his anger was just too heated for him to handle and before he could stop it, the words had slipped out of his mouth.

"Cas look, I'm sorry... okay? I didn't mean what I said about your wings. I guess I was just confused. It's not every day you find out you have some weird angely mojo that lets you see angel's wings, y'know?" He sighed, running a hand over his face. "Just – please come back, please Cas."

A flutter of wings and Dean's head snapped up. He turned to see Castiel sitting on the bed, his wings drawn in to his back and a blank look on his face.

"Cas! I'm sorry for what I said, I shouldn't of-"

"I accept your apologies, Dean." Castiel looked up and his normal sapphire eyes were swirling with what looked like silver, much like the streaks in his wings. "I understand you were angry. My sincere apologies for leaving like that, it was no excuse."

Dean shook his head. "You don't have to apologize, Cas. I'm the one who should be apologizing."

"I do not wish for you to apologize, Dean. I understand." He stood up, his wings flaring out at his sides. "I went to talk with Gabriel, and he wishes to apologize for his actions. He will not be doing it again."

"Well that's great, Cas," Dean sighed. "But how do we fix this – this wing thing."

Castiel shook his head. "You cannot, Dean. When a charge is touched by his or her assigned angel it lets them see their wings. It cannot be undone; it is permanent for it affects both the human's soul and angel's grace."

"But Gabriel isn't my angel... is he?" Dean's eyes widened at the thought of that slimy dick being his angel. He shuddered. No, that was not possible.

"No, Gabriel is not your assigned angel." Castiel's wings ruffled, shaking out till they were touching both sides of the motel room as well as the ceiling. "I am."

Dean's word froze in his throat. "Y-You're my... what?"

"I am your angel Dean, and you are my charge." A slight smile spread on Castiel's lips, his wings puffing out in what looked like to Dean as happiness and pride.

"So basically, you're my guardian angel?" Dean felt a smile creep on his own lips. "Man, that is awesome!"

Castiel let out a light chuckle. "I guess you could say that, yes." He stretched out his wings further, the ebony black steaks swirling with the silver in some sort of pattern.

Dean stared at the wings, his eyes transfixed at the patterns being created by the swirling ebony and silver. "C-Can I – Can I touch 'em?"

Castiel's eyes widened and his wings flared. "I'm not sure if that's such a good idea, Dean. My wings are really sensitive to any kind of touch."

Dean laughed, taking a step closer to Castiel. "C'mon Cas, I'll be gentle." He tried to reach for one of the feathers but Castiel shrunk back, his wings folding into his back.

"This isn't a good idea, Dean." Castiel's voice was rough but shaky, his wings trembling a little in his shoulder blades.

Dean sighed. "Please Cas, I just wanna feel them. Just a little, I promise."

Castiel looked down at the floor for a second, looking up again with soulful eyes. "Very well." He ruffled his wings out, feathers flaring 'till they were stretching out along the walls and reaching the ceiling.

Dean's eyes sparkled at the sight, his hand automatically reaching for the closest wing. He enclosed his hand around a fistful of feathers, gasping as a feeling of warmth and giddiness swept over him, tingling all over his body.

Castiel let out a soft gasp as Dean's hands came into contact with his feathers, closing his eyes as Dean's fingers dug into the soft attachments. His wings shuddered under Dean's touch, and he found him himself dropping his head as Dean's fingers began to stroke into the feathers near his shoulder blades.

Dean couldn't help but chuckle as he dug his fingers into the soft feathers near Castiel's shoulders, smirking at the soft purr sounds that were emitting from his angel. His angel. He took his other hand and reached for the other wing, grabbing another fistful of feathers and massaging them in between his fingertips.

Castiel couldn't stop the loud moan that escaped his lips as Dean's hands worked out their tension in his feathers, his wings puffing up and trembling. He felt his grace burst full of pleasure as Dean hit a particular sensitive spot near his shoulder blades and neck, his knees giving way and his back arching as he collapsed.

Dean jumped back as Castiel collapsed on his knees, wings shuddering and breath heaving out in fast gasps. "C-Cas, you okay man?" He asked worriedly, dropping down to his knees and putting a hand on Castiel's shoulder.

Castiel looked up at Dean, his eyes sparkling with lust and his grace pulsing out waves of after pleasure. "T-That was incredible. I've never felt anything like it," he breathed, a grin forming on his face which made Dean chuckle nervously.

"You okay there buddy? You look a little out of it." Dean's eyes wandered to Castiel's wings which were puffed up, ebony and silver streaks running river like patterns down the feathers.

Castiel just smiled wider, lifting a wing and putting it over Dean's lap, a smirk so unlike Castiel appearing on his face. "Could you please do that again?" He tilted his head to the side, his eyes growing wide and adding to the adorable look.

Dean couldn't help but let out a nervous laugh at Castiel's odd behaviour. He shrugged before bringing his hand down and gripping a fistful of feathers tightly in his hand, stroking them with his fingertips.

Castiel dropped his head almost instantly, a purr emitting from his throat as waves of pleasure pulsed through his grace, growing more and more stronger each time Dean's fingers dug into the feathers or quickened in their strokes.

Dean chuckled, closing his eyes also as he relished in the warmth flooding through his body from his angel's grace, listening to the sounds emitting from his angel's lips.

He had to admit... a turned on Castiel was fun.

So there you have it, the follow up Destiel wing!fic!



Please do let me know, for I would love to see what you thought ^.^

Also if you liked this one I might be making more one shot wing!fics! from time to time :)