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the In Heat meme

You see a cute guy or girl across the room and have the sudden urge to jump them. Congratulations you're in heat. The only cure... sex. Are you the one being pursued or are you the one doing the pursuing?

1. Post with your characters, fandoms, preferences, and role.
2. Generally, it's the females that are in heat but for crack

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Castiel | Supernatural | ota | can do either Sub or Dom

[holy_hand_print]

I think this needs to happen.

[willneversayyes]

[ooc: Which would you prefer Cas to be?]

Sweet!

[holy_hand_print]

[ooc:I think itd be cool to see Sam in heat!8D]

[willneversayyes]

[ooc: XD that can so happen.]

[Sam was amazed that he and Dean had managed to convince Castiel to come to the club with them. Though it was definitely less morally-questionable than the whorehouse his brother had dragged their angel to, it was still way out of Cas' comfort zone.

The younger Winchester had offered to get them drinks, and when the other men had agreed, he'd left their sides in favor of getting a round of drinks. As he made his way back to them, he was stopped short by a strong tug in his gut. Castiel had just come back into his sight, and it was like the angel was surrounded by a red haze of want.

Doing his best to stifle it, he offered Cas his drink, turning to give Dean his before he even realized his brother was gone. Why hadn't he noticed that before?]

Where'd Dean go?

[holy_hand_print]

[Time and time again you had to ask , What wouldn't Castiel do for the Winchesters? Sure Cas looked rather uncomfortable in the middle of the club, people grinding and dancing around him. The angel just stood there in the middle of the moving masses, arms stiff as ever and body on moving as the clubs techno colored lights danced over his body.

It was warm in here, people were overly sexual and the music was so loud it was rather irritating.

Sam approached and Castiel actually looked rather relieved, taking the cup with a nod of thanks and took a sip as he looked around the room.]

I believe he found a young woman he found desirable enough to pursue.

[willneversayyes]

Of course he did.

[Sam didn't even know why he was surprised. But this was bad. That meant there was no buffer between himself and the angel, and being closer to Castiel had just strengthened that feeling in his gut.

He couldn't explain it. It almost feel like a base, uncontrollable attraction, but that couldn't be possible. Firstly because Sam had never even looked at another guy (yes, he knows angels don't have genders blah blah blah, but Jimmy was definitely a dude) and second because it was Castiel. Angel of Thursday, and without a doubt his brother's angel. Not Sam's.

So he shifted awkwardly in his place beside Cas, trying to look anywhere but at him.]

[holy_hand_print]

Dean is frivolous in such ways.

[Cas took another sip of the drink, licking the remains off his lips. It was good. Castiel hadn't had much to drink since he became an angel again, there was just no need for it what was the point? But the drink Sam brought him was good so why not indulge.

The angel looked at the youngest Winchester, who was pointedly trying to avoid looking at Cas by all means. Castiel raised his brow slowly, tilting his head at the youngest Winchester. There was something strange in the aura about Sam. Castiel couldn't put his finger on it.]

....Sam is everything alright?

[willneversayyes]

[Sam gave an absent nod to the angel's words, trying not to focus on the low timbre of his voice. It was almost a vibration more than an actual sound, and it had the Hunter shifting awkwardly on his feet. Now was not the time to think about Castiel's voice.

He tried hard to think of an excuse- any excuse- to leave Castiel's side, but he knew he couldn't leave the angel alone in a night club. Something ridiculous was bound to happen, and Dean would never forgive him if he let something happen to his brother's angel.]

[holy_hand_print]

[Castiel didn't believe Sam. He got in closer, frowning even further as he was all up in the younger hunters business. He leaned in closer, eyes inspecting the younger of the two brothers. No sense of personal space with this guy. Dean would bitch about it all the time. ]

...Are you sure? You seem.... strange.

[willneversayyes]

[Sam finally looked at the angel, and nearly fell backwards at how close he was. He couldn't look away from the gorgeous blue of Castiel's eyes, the color enchanting.]

I...

I think I'm sick.

[There was no other way to describe it. He couldn't actually be lusting after the angel, so he had to be sick. Maybe even fatally so.]

[holy_hand_print]

Oh.

[He was ill, that was normal enough. The angel frowned further, reaching a hand up and tapped Sam on the forehead. Usually that was how he healed people. Cas tilted his head, his hand hovering close by the hunters profile.]

Did that work?

[willneversayyes]

[Sam let out a shaky breath, the touch effecting him far more than it should have. Something was definitely wrong here. And he didn't feel any better, he felt worse.]

Not even a little.

Maybe I should go.

[Though he knew he couldn't. Not when Dean wasn't around to look after the angel. He wouldn't leave Castiel on his own in a situation he'd been dragged into in the first place.]

[holy_hand_print]

[Well that was concerning. Usually Castiel was a one stop remedy for any problem the Winchesters may have. If his powers weren't healing what was wrong with Sam... it might of been a darker magic. Cas put his hand on Sams shoulder, nodding as he gripped it tight.]

I can return you to the motel. Would you like that?

[willneversayyes]

I think it's better if I walk.

[The last thing he needed was to be alone in a small room with the angel. He needed space to clear his head so he didn't just jump him. He doubted Castiel would take kindly to that.]

[holy_hand_print]

You are ill, Sam. I am your guardian, I will not leave you on your own during such times.

[With a gust of wind they disappeared from the club and appeared in Sams motel room just in front of the bed. Cas gave a reassuring squeeze of the shoulder as he nodded.]

There. Would you like me to get you food? Or medication? What are you feeling?

[willneversayyes]

[Oh god. Talk about worst nightmare. Sam could at least somewhat control himself in front of all those people, but now there was nothing holding him back. Well, almost nothing.]

Dean.

You're Dean's guardian.

[He didn't know what that was suddenly so important to him, but it was. Castiel wasn't his to jump. He pretty much belonged to Dean as far as Sam was concerned.]