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“Lap dance lessons?” Castiel asked, incredulously, only to receive a cocky smirk from his boyfriend. Dean was sprawled out on their bed while Cas paced back and forth in front of him.
“What’s wrong with that?” Dean asked, grin still plastered on his handsome face.
“What’s wrong with that?” Cas repeated, fuming slightly. “Well, there’s the fact that I don’t dance! Where do you come up with stuff like this?”
“Come on Cas, it’ll help you unwind a little.” Dean got off the bed and put his arms around Cas’ waist. Cas pushed Dean away, fixing him with a cold, hard stare. “You could’ve at least asked me before signing up!”
“Come on Cas! It’ll be fun! And we’ll get to spend more time together!” Dean said and pulled Cas closer again. “You’re always either at work or with your head buried in your books. We never get to spend time like we used to.”
This time Castiel let Dean hold him. He was right. They barely spent any time together. They used to do so much together back in college. But now that they were actually living together they found it hard to find time to spend with each other. Each of them had demanding jobs that left them with very little time for anything else. Cas looked at Dean and sighed. He could never be mad at Dean for too long. He gave Dean a small smile.
“I agree, we do not spend enough time together” said Cas. Dean smiled triumphantly. “But can’t we do something else? Like pottery or art or cooking classes? Why does it have to be dancing? Lap dancing of all the forms?”
“Because,” Dean said planting a gentle kiss on Cas’ lips, “Pottery or art or cooking classes won’t involve me touching you in any way.”
Cas couldn’t suppress the grin spreading on his face. This was the Dean he had fallen for in college.
“But Dean…” Dean shushed him and quieted him with a kiss. “I’m taking you for our first class tomorrow after work.”
Cas didn’t have it in him to argue with Dean, especially after the kiss kept turning more and more passionate with every passing second.