[ Ngh, lucky. Yes. Precisely that. To be fair, 'getting lucky' is nearly all he can think about, Cas' hand between his legs makes his brain short circuit. One taste of that angel ass and Dean's all over him.
Who even is he. ]
Tempting. [ Scream to the world he belongs to Dean? Yes, please - sign him up for that, right now.
Still. Cas actually was speaking sense, they should break apart, put this on pause until people are either in bed or less likely to see them out of a window.
That's what common sense tells him, anyway. His cock in Cas' hand has different ideas, though, because Dean is drinking those kisses down like man stranded in the desert would gulp water, his arm around Cas' waist, pinning him in close. ]
tHESE TWO
Who even is he. ]
Tempting. [ Scream to the world he belongs to Dean? Yes, please - sign him up for that, right now.
Still. Cas actually was speaking sense, they should break apart, put this on pause until people are either in bed or less likely to see them out of a window.
That's what common sense tells him, anyway. His cock in Cas' hand has different ideas, though, because Dean is drinking those kisses down like man stranded in the desert would gulp water, his arm around Cas' waist, pinning him in close. ]
You're probably right.