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Dean doesn’t even bother with clothes when he emerges. He crosses the room and flops face-down on the bed, fresh from the shower and gloriously naked. Castiel wants to touch, wants to taste every part of Dean’s soft freckled skin.
Dean catches his gaze, expectantly raises an eyebrow. Castiel recognizes it for the unsubtle invitation that it is. “You just gonna stand over there?” Dean drawls, thighs parting further, ever so slightly.
“Of course not,” Castiel says calmly, “In fact, I was thinking of getting my mouth on every last inch of you,” he adds, smile creeping onto his face.
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- Part 4 of Dream of Now
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“I know there are things we haven’t done yet,” Cas says carefully, “I know there’s more.”
“Did you, uh,” Dean pauses, licking his lips, “Did you have something in mind?”
“I want to do everything with you,” Cas breathes, cupping Dean’s cheek and leaning in to kiss his waiting mouth. “I want to give you what you want.”
And oh, okay, one thing does spring to mind, if he’s being honest with himself, especially considering the way things normally play out between them, the way Dean was gearing up for Cas’s warm, solid weight pressing him down into the bed sheets. The trouble is, Dean is rarely being honest with himself.
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- Part 3 of Dream of Now
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Dean slides off the couch and onto his knees at Cas’s feet, needs to just give into the urgency while it’s still fresh.
He’s been thinking about it for a while, that… this is something they haven’t done yet.
Dean watches the emotions flit across Cas’s face – uncertainty, interest, no doubt about that. Cas cups his cheek, thumb straying to Dean’s bottom lip, like he knows where this is going. Dean wonders if he’s pictured it before, if he’s imagined it the way Dean has.
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- Part 2 of Dream of Now
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Dean’s getting some pancakes together for breakfast when Cas saunters in after a run.
He’s trying to focus on whisking batter, unfairly distracted by Cas a few feet away, breathing heavily and shining with perspiration. Dean’s been painfully aware for a long time that Cas is pretty easy on the eyes, but he’s used to seeing Cas buttoned-up and unflappable, looking straight-laced in a stiff oxford and an unflattering trenchcoat.
Now Cas is sweating, Dean’s borrowed t-shirt clinging to his skin, flushed from exertion and Dean really can’t deal with that in his kitchen right now.
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- Part 1 of Dream of Now
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This time, Dean didn't bother with a greeting. Once his eyes were open and his limbs were upright, he ignored the tightness in his chest to ask, "That dickbag Uriel know you're here?"
Castiel didn't say a word as Dean got out of bed and threw on his jacket. He just hovered like he always did, perched and waiting, and Dean made a face at him as he fixed his collar and went to fetch his boots by the door.
"No, and I would suggest you keep this between us," Cas said carefully.
Dean laughed. "Yeah, I bet you do."
Or, when Castiel raises Dean from Hell, his handprint bestows them with an accidental bond, and what starts as a decision to help Dean through his Hell nightmares, becomes an attachment neither of them is willing to break.