[ He gets permission and that's all he needs and he's touching Cas, touching him everywhere he can, hips and chest and face, fingers dragging over stubble as he licks his way into Cas' mouth, hungry and desperate.
It occurs to him he's wearing too many articles of clothing when Cas' hands go up under the tee he's wearing, and he leans back, breaks the kiss for a moment in order to tear it off over his head and fling it aside before he's right on Cas again, mouth on his neck this time, teeth dragging over skin, tongue tracing his collarbone, the little soft places he's only ever dared dream about. ]
Shit, you taste good, Cas, you're so good--
[ Good, perfect, warm and soft and hard in the right places, his hips stuttering unbidden, jeans dragging over Cas' hips, pressure against his cock. ]
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It occurs to him he's wearing too many articles of clothing when Cas' hands go up under the tee he's wearing, and he leans back, breaks the kiss for a moment in order to tear it off over his head and fling it aside before he's right on Cas again, mouth on his neck this time, teeth dragging over skin, tongue tracing his collarbone, the little soft places he's only ever dared dream about. ]
Shit, you taste good, Cas, you're so good--
[ Good, perfect, warm and soft and hard in the right places, his hips stuttering unbidden, jeans dragging over Cas' hips, pressure against his cock. ]