[ He stops, wraps his fingers around Cas' lacing their fingers like they're lovers, thumb brushing over Cas' knuckles. ]
I want you--
[ Wetting his lips, Dean flicks his eyes over Cas, drinking in his body - Jimmy's body - before looking back up and locking eyes, hazel on stormy blue. There's an angel in there, he knows. Cas isn't a 'man', he isn't some guy, he's an angel, wrapped up tightly in the confines of a human vessel, looking at Dean through one set of foreign eyes. Dean can see him, though - see the angel in there, hidden behind the face of a man.
A pretty man.
Dean shifts, clears his throat, then realizes he's said something rather full of innuendo, and then nothing else.
Ahem. ]
I want you to, um. Sit on the bed, lay back, on the pillows, arm behind your head.
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[ He stops, wraps his fingers around Cas' lacing their fingers like they're lovers, thumb brushing over Cas' knuckles. ]
I want you--
[ Wetting his lips, Dean flicks his eyes over Cas, drinking in his body - Jimmy's body - before looking back up and locking eyes, hazel on stormy blue. There's an angel in there, he knows. Cas isn't a 'man', he isn't some guy, he's an angel, wrapped up tightly in the confines of a human vessel, looking at Dean through one set of foreign eyes. Dean can see him, though - see the angel in there, hidden behind the face of a man.
A pretty man.
Dean shifts, clears his throat, then realizes he's said something rather full of innuendo, and then nothing else.
Ahem. ]
I want you to, um. Sit on the bed, lay back, on the pillows, arm behind your head.