angels with crushes are always problematic

[heavenonearth]

[ continued from this nonsense. ]

[ castiel's brow furrows, and for a moment he's too busy trying to decide whether or not to be insulted by that to even bother with being flustered, but then dean's presenting a question he feels has an obvious answer. ]

It's been working out fine.

[ and it's not as if castiel really knows any better. this isn't exactly his area of expertise, and whatever tangled feelings he has for dean - they're not appropriate, and they're not necessary. if he's learned anything about humans, it's that love complicates things, makes everything more difficult, and dean is.. well, not something or someone that castiel is willing to risk, over something so silly as a crush, if that's what this is. what they have now? it's good. it's fine. ]

I don't see why it should change.

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[heavenonearth]

[ castiel is not too terribly far behind him.

the intensity passes, bleeding out of him quickly, and he's left panting and overheated, filthy all over, slick with dean's come and his own and with sweat that clings like a sticky veil. his hair feels damp and his lungs burn and there's an ache inside of him that's deep but gratifying. he's spent, fully, entirely, wrung out and scoured from the inside.

falling slack, castiel's sticky hand drops to the sheets, the other lifting to slide onto dean's shoulder and hold there, but past that he does not bother to move at all, sinks back into the damp sheets with his head turned aside and his eyes closed, labored breathing beginning to steady out, slowly but surely, against the pillow. it's a good feeling, satisfying somewhere far below the surface, and there's a thrumming in his blood and in his grace that licks at his insides, slow and soothing, making his body loose and languid, and his mind a cottony blur. dean is heavy against him, and too hot, but right now he doesn't mind it, likes the closeness, the raw intimacy, isn't willing to give it up just yet. ]

[dadssoldier]

[It never matters what he does or doesn't do, eventually the feeling fades and he's left with the messy reality. The awkward disengage, the excuse he needs to use to leave, the mess he needs to clean up before he gets back to Sammy. But that's not what he has with Cas. He's right where he's supposed to be, with someone who understands him on a level that sometimes scares the hell out of him, and he doesn't care about the mess.

Instead it's just heat and that familiar messy hair and the ache of their activities that tugs and pulls muscles in all the right ways.

He knows this body is just a vessel, but he's still aware he's bigger, heavier, and he slides off of him and onto his side where he grins lazily at Cas.]

See. Talking in person was a good idea.

[heavenonearth]

[ once dean is off of him castiel immediately misses the contact, but is grateful for the relief nonetheless, and he inhales deeply, exhales in a slow, fulfilled sigh; he's relatively sure he's never felt so content in his long life. the sound of dean's voice has him at last opening his eyes again, and turning his head just enough to look at him, offering an only slightly petulant frown. ]

.. I suppose.

[ he says curtly, but he's too relaxed to really put any bite behind it. ]

I hope you're satisfied.

[dadssoldier]

[Oh good. Things are back to mostly normal then. And it settles the small flutter in his chest and lets the rest of his fears settle. For now anyway. If Cas starts smiting the occasional one night stand, he might have to come back to this.]

Mmm. Well. Mostly. [He hums playfully, shifting entirely onto his back, one arm sliding behind his head while the other one quietly worms its way under Cas's shoulders, a quiet extension to prolong this contact that really really doesn't need to be put into words.]

[heavenonearth]

[ castiel's not entirely expecting the offer of dean's arm. he's not sure what to expect at all, to be honest. to be treated like one of dean's throwaway girls, probably, for this to end and become just one more thing that they don't speak about. so when he feels the arm snake beneath him, he hesitates for a moment, surprised, then turns into it right away, stealing up close to dean and pressing to his side. his free hand (the clean one) comes to rest against his chest.

but he's still frowning. ]

Mostly?

[dadssoldier]

[He waits for Cas to react before he brings him arm up tighter around him. He's not as experienced in this part, but he can remember his time with Lisa. It's not the same buzz that he gets from sex, the brief bliss that comes right after, but it's calm. And sometimes that's just as important to him. Another thing he's willing to share with Cas.

He turns his attention toward the ceiling though, grinning lightly at that question.]

I haven't gotten that list of adjectives yet.

[heavenonearth]

[ oh for heavens sake - he rolls his eyes. ]

I provided you with plenty.

[ however much of a brat dean might be, however, he isn't budging, even if he's tilting his head against the pillow enough to deliver an even, withering stare. his thumb still moves in idle patterns against dean's warm, bare skin. ]

[dadssoldier]

[He chuckles at that look and figures if those fingers can still be gentle he's not in all that much trouble, so he tilts his head enough so that he can kiss Cas on the forehead.]

Then the game continues. [And yes, he does have to add the cheesy wink to the end.]

[heavenonearth]

[ that cheesy wink certainly doesn't win him any favors. castiel simply sighs, placated by the warm press of dean's mouth to his forehead. he doesn't sleep, but his eyes slip shut anyway, and despite the uncomfortable mess of cooling come and sweat he's.. content. relaxed. his voice is a rough murmur. ]

Egotistic.

[dadssoldier]

[ooc: Good place to call it done?]

[heavenonearth]

[ ooc; sounds great. thank so much, i had a blast! ]

[dadssoldier]

[ooc: Anytime. It was a lot of fun and your Cas is awesome. Feel free to poke me if you ever want to do something else.]

[heavenonearth]

[ ooc; you got it, and the same goes for you! i joined a game recently so i might be a little more scarce, but i like to cruise bakerstreet a lot, so i'll keep an eye out. ]

[dadssoldier]

[ooc: Oh, have fun! And Dean is still really new for me (and I'm still playing catch up in canon) so not quite ready to throw up top comments, but i'll happily hit you up if I see something.]

[heavenonearth]

[ ooc; i sure will! and fair enough, though you're doing great so far, i had a great time! c: i'll definitely pop into memes here and there when i can, or if you want to do anything specifically don't hesitate to pm me or shoot me a plurk, if you've got one. ]

[dadssoldier]

[ooc: Thank you! And that sounds fun. I don't have many ideas at the moment, (except they should definitely try the rougher spectrum of sex sometime). But plurk works great for future plotting, if you want to add me, feel free rubberbandaid]

[heavenonearth]

[ ooc; haha fair enough, though i'm totally down for the bleedy scratchy furniture-breaking smut for sure. i went ahead and added you! ]

[dadssoldier]

[ooc: I saw! And yes, good. Shouldn't be too hard to conjure up a situation where they feel like throwing each other across the room.]

[heavenonearth]

[ ooc; ohoho, indeed! 8) well good luck on playing catch up, then, and feel free to gab at me any time you like, or hit me up if dean is feeling frisky haha. ]