[ God, if Cas only knew how beautiful he really was to Dean. Even now as they sit here on the bed, lips brushing in the sweetest of kisses, all Dean can think about is how perfect he is, how good, kind, wonderful. He's Dean's sunlight, a star that he can't help but orbit. ]
Damn right that's a yes.
[ Eloquence isn't his forte, and if Cas expected anything other than emphatic explicatives, well - he's clearly misjudged the situation.
Dean smiles against his lips, pushes forward against him, shoving Cas back down against the bed, a hand on his hip, fingers tugging at his shirt. ]
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Damn right that's a yes.
[ Eloquence isn't his forte, and if Cas expected anything other than emphatic explicatives, well - he's clearly misjudged the situation.
Dean smiles against his lips, pushes forward against him, shoving Cas back down against the bed, a hand on his hip, fingers tugging at his shirt. ]
Can we consummate early? Repeatedly, preferably.