Morning came when the group woke up and left Lia's house. 

Caden asked his sister if she needed a ride home as he held a sleepy Dean in his arms. Yaya told him that Lia is going to drive her home. 

"No flirting," Caden told her. 

"Don't worry, Lia is asexual, and I am a very sexual person. Unless she is okay with polyamorous relationships, then I am all for dating her." Yaya responded before running back into the house because she knew how Caden would react. 

Caden kept his anger in from her words, thinking about how he will have to lock his sister away. He wanted to go after his sister, but he remembered Dean in his arms when he heard a low snore. 

He walked to the car, putting Dean in the passenger seat as he buckled up the man. Then he got into the car and drove home. 

Once they arrived home, Caden carried Dean to his bedroom like he did when they went on a date. This time, he was not as tired as before, so he changed Dean's clothes. 

When he had the man in pajamas, Caden walked out and went to his room to change into his. He walked back into Dean's bedroom with his phone as he laid down on the bed. 

He sent a message to his professor that he would not be going to morning class. Once he finished, he set his phone on the nightstand, then moved behind Dean and wrapped his arms around him. 

Dean moved them closer by scooting back before he went still again. Caden kissed the back of Dean's head with a soft smile before closing his eyes. 

A few hours later, Dean was the first one to wake up. He rubbed his eyes, noticing that he was in his bed with Caden sleeping behind him. He looked down, seeing that the man's arms were loose around him. 

Moving the man's arms away, Dean turned around until he was facing Caden. 

Dean looked at the man's sleeping face, picking his hand up as he softly touched the man's cheek. The only thought going through his head was how beautiful Caden looked as he softly sighed. 

His fingers traced along Caden's cheek before stopping by his lips. 

Caden's lips parted open as Dean's eyes fell on them. He moved closer until their noses were touching before pushing forward and putting their lips together. 

He left a short soft kiss on the man's lips before moving back. When he did, Dean noticed Caden's eyes opening. The man initially woke up when he felt Dean moving. 

Dean blushed at getting caught while Caden said, "I want to say I enjoy getting woken up by kisses, but your breath reeks of alcohol." 

Dean's blush left him as he heard Caden's words. He laughed instead, "Your breath stinks too." 

Caden smiled, "I know. So, how about another kiss?"

They simultaneously moved towards each other as their lips touched once again. Caden grabbed the man's shirt, pulling him close as they shared a simple kiss. 

But Caden deepened it as he stuck his tongue in the man's mouth. Their tongues moved against each other as one groaned while the other moaned. 

Caden pulled Dean on top of him as they continued to make out. Caden took over the kiss, swallowing Dean's moans as he explored the man's mouth. 

After a few seconds, when they both needed to breathe, they moved away. Caden licked the shine on Dean's lips before kissing his way down to the man's neck. 

He sucked hard the man's throat before licking and biting down. Dean let out a whine as he grabbed the pillow that Caden laid on. 

Caden smiled against his skin as he continued to move down, stopping at Dean's collarbone, sucking on it. One of his hands played with Dean's shirt button. 

"C-Caden," Dean called out, causing Caden to move his mouth away from his collarbone. 

Dean sat up, putting space between them as he was on the man's lap. Caden's hands fell from the movement as they hung on the bed. 

Slowly unbuttoning his shirt, Dean looked down at Caden, who stared at him with lustful eyes. Caden's pupils began to darken as he watched Dean slowly take off his shirt. 

When Dean unhooked all the buttons, he gave Caden a small show as he allowed his shirt to fall off him slowly. 

Once his shirt was gone entirely, Caden put his hand on Dean's stomach. He took in the man's six-pack and leaned body as he brought his hand up to Dean's right nipple. 

He softly passed his fingers over them, causing Dean to shiver. Caden dragged his hand down, scraping his nails against Dean's nipple to his stomach. 

Dean leaned forward as his hands gripped the sheets. His body trembled from the move as he moaned out, "A-Ah." 

Caden licked his lips as his hands continued to go down until they stopped at Dean's clothed erection. He softly moved his hand up and down, watching Dean's reaction. 

Dean's hand gripped harder on the sheets as he rocked his hips along with Caden's moving hand. He bit his bottom lip, trying to stop himself from moaning out again as his eyes began to drop. 

When his bottom rubbed against Caden's clothed erection, the man groaned. He moved his hand away, sitting up as he pulled Dean close, kissing him deeply. 

Dean kept moving his hips during the kiss, grinding against the man as his hands moved to Caden's shirt. 

Stopping the kiss, Caden moved his head down, resting it on Dean's shoulder. He was breathing hard as his hand moved up and down Dean's back. 

He kissed Dean's shoulder, giving it a small bite before asking, "Take a shower with me?" 

Dean nodded his head, trying to calm his breathing. Caden kept hold of Dean as he moved them out of bed and stood up. 

Wrapping his legs around Caden's waist, Dean stops himself from whimpering. The things that hit his mind with Caden holding him like this were only heating him some more. 

Caden felt Dean's shudder as he smirked. He imagined taking Dean against the wall. His grip on Dean's hip tightened as he pushes the thought back. 

He won't do it now, but maybe in time, he will take Dean against a wall. 

Once they entered the bathroom, Caden closed it behind them. 

Caden sat in his afternoon class, writing down the notes the professor had up. His mind was barely on the lecture as he kept thinking about his shower with Dean earlier. 

It was their second time in the shower together. But this time, instead of simply washing, Caden and Dean did more. 

Caden remembers rubbing the body wash on Dean's skin as his hand slowly traveled down the man's body. His hand lingered on Dean's stomach as his eyes looked at the man's erection before they went to Dean's. 

His eyes asked to continue because it was different from when clothes separated them. Dean nodded his head. 

Caden could not get the sound of Dean's moans filling the bathroom once his hand fell to the place that the man wanted him to touch. He moved his hand up and down as he started kissing along Dean's wet skin. 

His hands stopped writing on the paper as his pen began to bleed through the page with how he was pushing down on it. Caden's eyes closed for a second as he bit his lip to calm down. 

But closing his eyes made it worse when he remembered Dean falling to knees, looking up at him with beautiful dark, lustful eyes. Caden's fingers traced Dean's lips before pulling his bottom lip down. 

Dean opened his mouth with the movement as his eyes begged for- 

Caden stopped his memory short as he let go of his pen. He felt that he was close to breaking it. 

He moved in his seat, crossing his legs as he tried to clear his mind; he needed to pay attention to class. 

As Caden was getting ready to tune in to the professor again, he felt his phone vibrating against his leg. He pulled his cellphone out, seeing that Dean sent him a text message. 

He unlocked his phone to see the entire message. 

Dean: I know this is the wrong time to bring this up because I did forget. But my mom set a time, tomorrow, for you to go shopping for wedding dresses with her. 

Once he finished reading the text, Caden felt a headache coming on. He wanted to throw his phone in frustration, but he had to remember that he was in class. 

Caden: Are you serious, Dean? Maybe that was something to tell me the moment your mother told you this. 

Dean: I know. I am sorry. I can try convincing her to cancel it. But she usually does not answer unless she calls me. And I would try my father, but he is out of the country on business. 

Caden rubbed the bridge of his nose before messaging the man back. He was beginning to hate Dean's mother more and more. 

Caden: It is fine. At what time does she want to go?

Dean: Tomorrow afternoon. And she said you can bring someone with you. 

Caden: Okay. 

Caden quickly thought about bringing his sister, even though he did not feel like looking at wedding dresses. The more he learns about Mrs. Levy, the more he sees that the woman does not know how to take 'no' for an answer. 

He turned off his phone, getting ready to pocket it (he will message his sister after class) when Dean sent him a few more messages. 

Dean: I am sorry. 

Dean: Please, do not be angry with me. 

Dean: I know this is getting out of hand, and I am trying here, but my mother does not listen, which is not an excuse because I need to stand up to her more. 

Dean: I know I am creating more problems for you. I am sorry, Caden.

Caden's face softened as a small smile appeared on his lips. He wanted to go to Dean and hug that man while telling him it is okay. 

He is not happy about this and does not want to continue. But he is not angry at Dean. And even if he was, he could never stay mad at the man. 

Caden: Dean, it is okay. I am not mad at you, I promise. Now, I am still in class; I will have to talk to you later. 

Dean: Okay. I will talk to you later. 

Caden put his phone away, finally picking his pen up again to continue his notes. But now, his thoughts were on shopping for wedding dresses tomorrow with Mrs. Levy.