Body Work
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Dean’s cheeks flushed and Cas felt himself melt a little. “Thanks Cas” he said with a short laugh, “Was it really that far? Wow. We should run together again sometime. Apparently you’re a good influence on me.” Dean said, casting him a hopeful glance.
Cas smiled. “That sounds great, Dean. Let me give you my number.”
Dean grinned again and wiggled his phone out of the band on his arm, dutifully typing in the number as Cas gave it to him.
“You can use that number for things besides running too. Coffee or dinner...” Cas trailed off, taking another sip of his drink. His eyes were still on Dean. Dean smiled again.
“You read my mind.”
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- Part 1 of Body Work
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Cas was standing there, pink cheeked and wide eyed in nothing but his boxer briefs and an old Metallica t-shirt Dean had given him.
“Dean” he said, his voice rumbling and low.
Dean grinned, “Hey there gorgeous. Need some help?”
Cas rolled his eyes and reached out to tug him into the room. “You are nowhere near as cute-“ he pressed their mouths together, hand still fisted in the front of Dean’s shirt, “or funny-” another kiss, “as you think you are, Dean Winchester.”
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- Part 2 of Body Work
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Cas pressed him against the wall again, his hands tugging at Dean’s shirt once more. He kissed down the other man’s neck.
“Wait, Cas.” Dean chuckled. Cas groaned in frustration and pulled back. “I want this to be special, you know? We’re going to tell this story to our kids someday and I don’t want it to start with – well your dad jumped my bones in the hallway.” His cheeks flushed a rosy pink and he looked away even as he caught Cas’ hands and wound their fingers together.
Cas felt his lips quirk up and a ball of warmth formed in his chest at Dean’s casual mention of their future family. He wanted that, wanted it so bad he could hardly stand it.
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Cas and Dean make the decision to mate.Series
- Part 3 of Body Work
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He’d gotten back into running as soon as the doctor gave him the ok. He was nowhere near his pre-baby times or endurance but he was making progress. He’d lost some of the baby weight – though that wasn’t really the point of the thing. Personally, he didn’t mind the extra ten or fifteen pounds. Looking down at his body, he couldn’t help but smile. The lightning strike stretch marks across his sides, the scar – still shiny and pink- crossing under the swell of his abdomen, the loose skin and extra weight were all testaments to the miracle his body had created.
He pulled his feet in, touching the soles together, and let his hips relax, his knees dropping almost to the mat.
Over the monitor, he heard Dean start to sing. His voice was low and deep and Castiel could imagine the feel of it rumbling through his chest.
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Domestic post-baby Destiel smutSeries
- Part 4 of Body Work
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He groaned as the cool water sluiced down on him and he rolled his neck and shoulders. He could feel his skin starting to heat, the prickling in his fingers and toes becoming more insistent. Thoughts of Dean always made his heat come on a little faster and the knowledge that his mate, his alpha, would be there soon to take care of him was enough to pull a small whine from his throat.
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- Part 5 of Body Work