SPN: Novelty
Fandom: Supernatural
Main characters: Dean, Castiel
Referenced characters: Sam
Pairings: Dean/Castiel
Contains: Sap
Rating: PG
Summary: There's always something new to learn, with Dean.
Notes: Tiny little drabble thing, because clearly the best way to get used to my new netbook is to write something on it. Right?
Castiel is always finding out new things about Dean. For example, just this morning he learned that if he puts his mouth against a certain spot just behind Dean's ear, Dean does a full-body shudder. (He has, as a side effect, learned that when Dean does that, it's very hard to resist the urge to keep doing it to him. In fact, the upshot of the matter was that he and Dean went back to bed and made love for the second time that morning, and he learned to make Dean whimper in a way that was wholly new, and Dean was late for work.)
For another example, Castiel learned that Dean is not quite as much of an inveterate meat-eater as he'd like people to think, and that if he leaves fruit around in a bowl, most of it will be gone by the next morning. (It was only after comparing notes with Sam that Castiel thought about the potential for teasing Dean in the fact that he had eaten the bananas, the most phallic fruits, first.)
And then, for example, Castiel has always thought Dean was more intelligent than he'd let on, but it was still something new when he caught him reading classic literature. ("It's Frankenstein, Cas, of course I'm interested".)
There is one thing, though, that Castiel does already know, but it seems new every time. It's the way they fit together -- no matter what they're doing. The way Dean makes him feel, wrecked and weak and exhilarated, when he moves inside him. The way a single look of Dean's can make his heartrate pick up. The way a single touch of Dean's is a comfort, no matter what the problem. There's something new Cas learns about himself and about Dean, every time they kiss, even though it's so familiar it feels written into his bones.
"You'll get bored of him," Sam had warned, half-teasing.
"No," Cas had said, softly, "I could never." And Dean had thrown something at him and declared a moratorium on chick flick moments, and Sam had laughed, but Castiel had only been speaking the truth.
This was originally posted here, on Dreamwidth.
Main characters: Dean, Castiel
Referenced characters: Sam
Pairings: Dean/Castiel
Contains: Sap
Rating: PG
Summary: There's always something new to learn, with Dean.
Notes: Tiny little drabble thing, because clearly the best way to get used to my new netbook is to write something on it. Right?
Castiel is always finding out new things about Dean. For example, just this morning he learned that if he puts his mouth against a certain spot just behind Dean's ear, Dean does a full-body shudder. (He has, as a side effect, learned that when Dean does that, it's very hard to resist the urge to keep doing it to him. In fact, the upshot of the matter was that he and Dean went back to bed and made love for the second time that morning, and he learned to make Dean whimper in a way that was wholly new, and Dean was late for work.)
For another example, Castiel learned that Dean is not quite as much of an inveterate meat-eater as he'd like people to think, and that if he leaves fruit around in a bowl, most of it will be gone by the next morning. (It was only after comparing notes with Sam that Castiel thought about the potential for teasing Dean in the fact that he had eaten the bananas, the most phallic fruits, first.)
And then, for example, Castiel has always thought Dean was more intelligent than he'd let on, but it was still something new when he caught him reading classic literature. ("It's Frankenstein, Cas, of course I'm interested".)
There is one thing, though, that Castiel does already know, but it seems new every time. It's the way they fit together -- no matter what they're doing. The way Dean makes him feel, wrecked and weak and exhilarated, when he moves inside him. The way a single look of Dean's can make his heartrate pick up. The way a single touch of Dean's is a comfort, no matter what the problem. There's something new Cas learns about himself and about Dean, every time they kiss, even though it's so familiar it feels written into his bones.
"You'll get bored of him," Sam had warned, half-teasing.
"No," Cas had said, softly, "I could never." And Dean had thrown something at him and declared a moratorium on chick flick moments, and Sam had laughed, but Castiel had only been speaking the truth.
This was originally posted here, on Dreamwidth.