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[bethebetterman]

[Not filtered like a boss. Just another example of Cas' recklessness right here.]

This town's sure goin' to hell isn't it? Good thing I don't care, otherwise I'd have a real mess on my hands.

Well if anyone wants to enjoy a drink while this shit gets real, I'll be at the bar.

[Filtered to Finas]

Hey... uh. Figure maybe we should talk. I gotta head in

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[predatored]

That... is probably a good idea. What time do you get off work, and where would you like to meet?

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[predatored]

It isn't too terrible, then again I enjoy the quiet most of the time.

[Looking up at him then, brow raised. He rather missed their living arrangement, it was convenient and they've been together so long, it was still awkward not having him around as much.]

...And if we did?

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[bethebetterman]

It'd drive me nuts, dunno how you can stand it.

[He snickered and, looking around to make sure there weren't any rogue drones, leaned in to speak in a low voice.]

Well, I figure we should do somethin' a little excitin'. Since tonight's, y'know, a momentous occasion and all.

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[predatored]

I'm used to it.

[Mused as he watched him, well the streets were rather quiet, it seemed the drones were wary of the recent events as well. He gave a slight nod.]

I suppose you're right. What did you have in mind?

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[bethebetterman]

[Cas patted Finas' shoulder before withdrawing his arm from him.]

Hmm... If we find a place to be alone, maybe I could show you what I got in mind.

[That was easier said than done, unfortunately. Mayfield didn't offer a lot of places to be alone.]

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[predatored]

...Well. It's late in the evening, the majority of Mayfield are either sleeping or staying indoors. That shouldn't be too difficult.

[Shrugging his shoulder, thoughtful.]

If remaining outdoors doesn't interest you, I have a safe haven of sorts at home. I claimed one of the rooms as my study, the wife and children don't even come near it anymore. Whichever you prefer, Cas.

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[bethebetterman]

[That was kind of a tempting idea, actually. But if those hazmats were still running around, maybe inside was a better idea this time. But- he was committing this idea to mind for another time.]

Your study, hm? Sounds just fine to me. Lead the way.

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[predatored]

[It will prove to be interesting. But for now his study will suffice. Hand in his pocket he lead the way, quiet. Who knows where the men in the hazmat suits were skulking about, he didn't want to attract any unwanted attention. He's fiddling with the house key as they approched his street, and he could tell from here that all the lights were out.]

Ah good, they're sleeping.

[Up the walkway, and he's unlocking the door.]

Since getting it back I barely see them at all now.

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[bethebetterman]

Good, the less you see of them the better.

[Maybe now that jealousy in his voice was a little more obvious. However pointless it still was. He stepped in after Finas and peered around the dark foyer, hand still at Finas' shoulder. He knew the layout of the houses well enough, so he urged the other down the hall in that direction.]

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[predatored]

You know they're not going to take me away from you, right?

[Sighed as he went down the hall towards the room he took over as his study. He even had a lock on the door which he promptly opened, ushering him inside then closing it behind them. Then as a second thought he locked it, turning to face the other man, looking up at him.]

...There.

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[bethebetterman]

If they did, who knows where you'd find them. And how many pieces they'd be in.

[He looked around the study as he was ushered inside, but it didn't hold his interest. As soon as that single word had left Finas, Cas' hands raised to the other's face and he swooped down to kiss him hard, forcing him up against the door. Finally, he'd been waiting all night to do that. He pulled back just an inch, feeling he'd made his point.]

But let's not talk about them.

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[predatored]

[Cas wasn't the only one waiting for that kiss. He felt himself sink into it, lips working against his, nearly growling when he pulled away. ...How he craved him.]

We're not really here to talk, are we...

[Murmured, and as soon as that was established his hand curled in Cas' shirt, pulling him back against his lips, into a hungry kiss growling softly into it.]

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[bethebetterman]

Heh. No we're n-nhhm.

[Cut off with Finas hungry kiss, which he reciprocated eagerly. His hands wove into Finas' hair as he did, pushing his body up against him. There wasn't much room in that study for them to work with, but he kinda liked it that way. Hell he'd do it on the desk, he wasn't picky. And his hands lowered to that familiar cashmere scarf, slipping it off Finas' neck.]

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[predatored]

[Nipping at Cas' lips as his tongue pushed through to establish some form of dominance. If they had to fight for it, then they'd fight for it, but Finas was starting off right now. His own hand moving to get Cas out of his jacket, deft fingers already loosening some buttons on the way.]

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[bethebetterman]

[All that violence talk at dinner had him in an extremely good mood, and so Cas conceded that dominance for now. But there was no assurance he wouldn't fight for it later. He greeted the deepened kiss with a moan as he worked to undo Finas' shirt, fingers sneaking past the fabric to run over his bare skin.]

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[predatored]

[He broke the kiss so they could take the time and get the tedious parts done, like clothing. Finas only had one hand to work with so those buttons had his attention right now, exposing smooth tan flesh that his pale cool hand ached to touch. And as soon as he got his arm back he'd be able to have Casimiro properly... but for now this would do.]