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Unable to help musing that we were right to pick the house with the highest backyard privacy fence, I pull him down into my lap to just rock us for a moment or three. He comes willingly, subdued by a likely sense of remorse and an obviously sore bottom. He snuggles into me; my comfort in the warmth of his person matched by his comfort in the beating of my heart.
The summer day seems that much brighter. Sweeter.
When dealing with naughty little ones, I highly recommend a wide and well-made porch swing. The sturdier the better. Brats in need come in all shapes and sizes.
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- Part 2 of Bunker Hall
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Tempestas (Part of the LET IT SNOW 'Verse by Kreweofimp) by BellaRisa for KreweOfImp
Fandoms: Supernatural
11 Sep 2017
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“Whatever is the matter, Dean? Scared?”
Before he can catch himself his bottom lip is between his teeth. Dead giveaway dammit. The angel grins, and to call it sinister would not need correcting.
“Good. You should be.”
His back finally against the chilled wall. A hand on one side of him as the other unsnaps his jeans, Cas crowds him against the cold cement and he comes in with those ridiculously luscious lips and brushes them against Dean’s jaw; waves of ticklish longing run all through him, it’s dizzying and distracting...
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"Cas, my friggin’ dorm R.A., is spanking me.
Over a hay bale. In a barn on an apple farm.
I throw myself backwards as hard as I can. Absolutely nothing happens. Cas is way, WAY stronger than I thought.
I might be in trouble."
A bratty freshman meets his match in a blue-eyed Alpha dorm R.A.; hilarity ensues!
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"You want me to say that I won't spank you. Now whyever would I say that? It would be a lie. Because I am going to spank you. I gave you specific orders and you chose to disobey me, that disobedience could have cost your life. I will not let that go unpunished. You expected no less, that is why you ran. And you know better than to run from me, Little Hunter.
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Castiel fought his reactions, of course.
He was older than everything except perhaps the sun and the moon, he was no child. The low sobs, the sniffling, the strong desire to beg Dean to "STOP OH PLEASE STOP " and the wish that Dean would gather him up and just hold him, perhaps even rock a little...that was his vessel seeping through, not his true self. No, he just needed to get through this and--
--and that was when Dean started scolding.
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“This will not stop until you talk,” Cas says, speaking just over the volume of Dean’s laughter. “We can stay here for as long as necessary. You will suffer no marks, no blood loss, no lasting injuries. You will simply be tickled until you decide you don’t want to be anymore and I am given what I need.”
The worst part of any torture is knowing that the threats are absolutely true. Sam is three states away on another hunt. Dean’s phone was the first thing that had been lost in the scramble at the beginning of all this. Nobody is going to stumble across this place by accident. There is no help to be had. The methodical nature of his imminent demise is being telegraphed in every persistent stroke of fingers. Castiel is a ruthless tickling machine, and he’s going to slowly dismantle Dean, bit by sensitive bit.
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18 Mar 2021
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Dean has a crappy day. Cas makes it better.
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Castiel finally sat back, allowing Dean to breathe his own air again. The angel studied him for a moment, head tilted ever so slightly. He laid a palm on Dean’s stomach.
It started slowly. A tingle that crept out along the skin under his shirt, then seeped down into his muscles. His abs contracted. The tingle grew into a soft prickling and Dean’s breath quickened.
He lifted his head up to look at Cas’ hand. It hadn’t moved, and to the eye, it didn’t look like anything should be happening at all.
"Okay, that is not fair…” He tried to keep his breathing steady and made a grab for the angel’s coat sleeve. Cas’ other hand lifted in a nonchalant swatting motion, and an unseen force repelled Dean’s arm. “Hey!”
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- Part 3 of Discovery & Laughter
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18 Feb 2020
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Sam figures out the big non-secret. It's cute but worrying.
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If Cas had had more than one or two days with Jack, before it all went to hell, he might have started teaching him the finer points of being a young angel - namely, how to manifest and care for his wings. Dean and Sam might have taught him how to be a human kid - how to play and wrestle like a human.
In turn, Jack might have noticed some things...and bluntly pointed them out to a wholly unprepared Cas and Dean.
These things might have happened.
I really kinda needed these things to happen.
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