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Castiel kept on smiling. “Well, here’s the thing, Dean: I’m a bit busy tonight, but I know how much you want this. So, I’ve come up with a compromise.” He reached a hand to the table behind him, retrieving his copy of whatever dusty, leather-bound tome of unfathomable magic and whatever-the-fuck-else he was currently translating for the Men of Letters database. “I’m going to finish this text and catch up on my work, and you are going to go ahead and put yourself into a trance by the time I come into the bedroom.”
That was… different. Definitely different.
Dean couldn’t help the confused frown on his face. “You want me to put myself under hypnosis?”
“Yes. I’ve put you under a million times by now, surely you can figure out how to do it yourself just this once?” Castiel looked like the cat with the cream, all smug and smoldering and sexy and oh god how is he always so fucking hot?
He swallowed again and licked his lips. “I mean, yeah, but you know I’ve never really done, well, self-hypnosis before.”