( Cas can when he pleases because Dean won't think any less of him. It's early or 'Dean early,' so he's not going to last much longer, not entwined and deep inside like this, but still he pushes, he thrusts, he moves with Cas' body and moves Cas with him. )
[That's a hell of a question to ask in the maelstrom like this and Castiel short-circuits on his way to answering, wafting static electricity in the air around them enough to make the lights flicker and the air heavy.]
Ah- no. I never let myself entertain the thought.
[Now though, he could think about nothing else- because it was happening and Castiel is bursting at the seams. With more than just pleasure, lust, and the act. He mouths over Dean's chest just above his nipple, more wonton than he'd ever care to admit. Wrapped up in everything, but somehow still wanting more. All of it, anything Dean could give him.]
( Dean gives it his all, gives Cas his all as he moves toward completion, hoping he's helping his friend along. One arm bracing himself against the mattress, his other hand reaches between them to Cas' erection, trying to work him as good as he's giving. )
[It's not long after that, Dean on top of him, Dean touching him that Castiel completely loses it and gives himself over to what he'd been holding back. He climaxes hard, harder than he ever has before, spent and sweaty - a brief luminescent flicker behind his blue eyes.]
( Dean, too, follows, making the face that only some have seen, a real, unbothered, undrugged face as he lets loose from orgasm. He arches his neck, his back, finishes off and settles down against him. Right palm half covered in Cas' load splays along his chest as his senses return to him. )
[It's a sight to behold surely, and Castiel holds his face close while he fills him with heavy-lidded eyes and wet lips. When all is said and done, and Dean is leaking out of him he leans into his side, despite the mess.]
Happy Valentines Day. [Denying himself the smile on his face would take too much energy now. He knows it's a smartass comment to make, and he doesn't care.]
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Date: 2022-03-02 07:19 pm (UTC)You ever think we'd get this close?
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Date: 2022-03-02 08:15 pm (UTC)Ah- no. I never let myself entertain the thought.
[Now though, he could think about nothing else- because it was happening and Castiel is bursting at the seams. With more than just pleasure, lust, and the act. He mouths over Dean's chest just above his nipple, more wonton than he'd ever care to admit. Wrapped up in everything, but somehow still wanting more. All of it, anything Dean could give him.]
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Date: 2022-03-02 09:17 pm (UTC)Happy Valentines Day. [Denying himself the smile on his face would take too much energy now. He knows it's a smartass comment to make, and he doesn't care.]
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Date: 2022-03-02 09:20 pm (UTC)Happy V day.