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The Public Sex Meme
This is for all you people out there who like a bit of a thrill. Does the thought of getting caught at any moment turn you on? Well, this meme is the one for you!
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Nope, he'd been perfectly content to roll with it.. And a good three hours (too many shots to count and the sun sinking lower and lower) later, here they are.
As far as supply runs go, this one is really topping the charts.
Especially given the fact that he's currently stretched out on the relatively comfortable couch, head resting in Dean's lap. He should have known better than to think he could keep up- his tolerance isn't exactly what it used to be- but he can't find it in his heart to be too disappointed. He likes being drunk as much as any other survivor with more things to forget than reasons to remember.]
We gonna stay here tonight?
[He tips his head back to peer outside. Dark. When did it get dark?]
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And what a break! He'd take running through expensive houses over raiding another Walmart any day. Plus Walmart didn't have multiple bottles of knob creek and gentleman jack. Yeah, he was gonna make today off as one of those good days.
So now he found himself fantastically buzzed, feet kicked up on the expensive coffee table. One hand still held a bottle of whiskey whole the other gently ran its fingers threw castiel's hair, the combination of lack of people and excess of alcohol making him far more affectionate]
Let's see...drive two hours to sleep in a cold, leaking cabin with beds that feel like sleeping on crates, or spend the night in a mansion. You know what, I'm gonba let you handle this one.
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He snorts at Dean's estimation of their current state of affairs. Mansion over leaky cabin is about the measure of things.]
You're putting me in charge? Must have been something more than liquor in those bottles.
[He mock-frowns, pretending to seriously consider the possibilities for a second before his lips curve into a grin.]
Alright, alright. You twisted my arm, we can stay.
[This couch alone? About a thousand times more comfortable than his bed back at camp, which is admittedly a bit nicer than most. He blinks up at Dean, vision just a bit out of focus, and is treated to a particularly breathtaking view of the innermost workings of Dean's nostrils. He huffs out a laugh.]
This is a terrible angle for you, anyone ever told you that?
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Thanks for that, I'll try to remember it for my next photoshoot.
[And then the fingers through his hair stopped, cause that's what happens when you act like a douche. You don't get pets. Dean went back to staring straight ahead at the flat screen on the wall, as if he could just will cable to return by simply staring at it. So far no such luck]
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That meant come down here.
[He tips his head up slightly, angles his lips and presses them against Dean's. Forward? Hell yeah, but he's drunk and it's a nice house and this couch is ridiculously comfortable. It probably would have been a good night either way, but Cas figures he might as well try to make it a better night.]
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Coven? What am I, a witch?
[He laughs softly.]
I promise them a lot of things... Exclusivity isn't one of them.
[Cas is very, very glad Dean is finally starting to warm to... Whatever this is. He himself is far from picky when it comes to who he messes around with- he isn't, strictly speaking, a man.]
They'll have to get along without me for tonight. I think they'll manage.
[He tips his face up, catches Dean's lips again and slides his hand to cup his jaw. He's too drunk to be worrying about what's going on back at camp, and he's gonna milk that lack of anxiety for everything it's worth.]
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[And then he's being kissed again, though this time he immediately began to kiss back. This whole craning his neck this was quickly becoming annoying, so he tried to maneuver Cas into more of a sitting position in his lap, though he never broke the kiss.
If somebody asked him how Cas and him had started messing around he wasn't totally sure he could tell them. He knows they had been a little under the influence and Dean had been upset about something and Cas had been there to comfort him, just like he always was. Dean figured that's why he'd kept it up, cause Cas was the only person he could really rely on. Also despite the whole dude body thing, he was great in bed. That never hurt]
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He can't exactly remember how this thing had started, but if he had to guess he'd probably say it was that propensity for pushing, needling at Dean that had led them here. Or maybe it wasn't, he doesn't even know, for all he knows it could have been something as innocent as an arm around his shoulder or an attempt at comfort... Whatever the situation, it'd happened, and Cas really isn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, especially not now, not while he's practically sitting in Dean's lap, letting one of his hands slide up the back of his neck into his hair.
...And of course he's good in bed. All that experience, he'd been bound to pick up a few tricks here and there...]
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He slipped one arm around Cas's waist while the other and traveled up to tangle itself in the ex-angel's hair. This was...nice. Very nice. He ner ad to pretend around Cas, never gad to play the fearless leader, he could just be Dean and ht that seemed to be good enough.]
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He takes Dean's open mouth as an invitation, first to suck gently against his bottom lip, then to slide his tongue inside, chasing the taste of whatever Dean'd been drinking. It's bitter, but when combined with the warmth of Dean's mouth and the hands tangling in his hair, Cas thinks he could develop a taste for it. He lets his own hands slide down the sides of Dean's neck and curl over his shoulders, thumbs pressing lightly against the muscle. This really is nice, having the time to explore, touch without having to worry about anyone banging in and asking when the next supply run is going to be or if there are any damn canned beans left.]
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That's been known to happen, yeah.
[Cas is so very willing to be the aggressor. He'd been something of a control freak before he'd lost his grace- being an extremely powerful celestial being tended to have that effect on someone- and that much hadn't really changed, only the way he goes about it. Sure, there are times when he likes to lay back and let someone else take the reins, but... He's aggressive by nature.
Hands slide down to palm over Dean's chest and grip at the lapels of his jacket, and he can't help it, he has to grin back.]
Hi.
[He presses a quick kiss to Dean's lips and lets his mouth trail across his jaw, teeth scraping lightly against skin.]
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Still, every so often he needed to be the one in control, or he had to at least try to be even of he hit shut down sometimes. If he fought a little every do often it made him feel better for all those times he gave in.
Then Cas was biting his jaw and he mentally checked out. He let his head fall back a little and let himself enjoy]
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He lets his lips trail over Dean's jaw until they reach the corner, and he noses into that hollow where jaw meets neck before nudging Dean's head to the side to give him space for his lips to latch against sensitive skin.
Yep, this is nice. This is really nice.]
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