Tentacle Fluff
Title: Tentacle Fluff
Rating: G
Pairings: None
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Summary: Castiel needs a blood sample.
Notes: Originally written and posted over at the Dean/Cas AU Kink Meme
"Stay still. I need a blood sample," Castiel mutters, pushing his sleeve up. He's got a needle in one hand and black toy car in the other. "Here. Look at the pretty car," he says, a bit louder, waving his hand a bit.
The creature, which he's taken to calling Dean in his head for no reason beyond that it was the first name Castiel could think of that didn't already belong to someone he knew, twists a bit, one large eye focusing on the toy. Two tentacles come around, one wrapping around Castiel's forearm and the other delicately prodding at the black car in his hand.
Castiel lets Dean take the toy and grabs one of the tentacles. Dean doesn't seem to notice. The biologist spends a moment trying to find a visible vein, then sighs and just sticks the needle in. At worst, he'll have to try again.
Dean makes a low sound, one eye suddenly swiveling back to look at Castiel. He makes the noise again and another tentacle comes around to pat at the arm holding the needle.
"Just a moment," Castiel says and there, he's hopefully got enough of the dark viscous liquid to get a good test result. He caps the vial and tosses the needle in the portable disposal unit. "There. All over."
Another noise, this one higher pitched and the toy car is abandoned in favor of investigating Castiel's clothes. The scientist sighs.
"You've done this already. I haven't changed my clothes in the last three hours," he mutters, but he doesn't bat the tentacles away. He endures having his coat lifted and tugged, his pants acquire yet another layer of slimy water and his shoes are most definitely ruined. "We done yet?"
Then Dean discovers the other toy Castiel had found and with a happy squeal pulls it out of the biologist's pocket. It's a fluffy octopus keychain and Castiel had grabbed it at the last minute, finding a certain humor in the thing. Dean apparently likes it a lot, as at least five different tentacles are poking and prodding at the soft thing.
Castiel reluctantly smiles at the obviously happy lake creature. "All right," he says. "I'm going to work. You just...stay there and play with your toy."
Dean pays him no mind and croons to himself.
Rating: G
Pairings: None
Spoilers/Warnings: None
Summary: Castiel needs a blood sample.
Notes: Originally written and posted over at the Dean/Cas AU Kink Meme
"Stay still. I need a blood sample," Castiel mutters, pushing his sleeve up. He's got a needle in one hand and black toy car in the other. "Here. Look at the pretty car," he says, a bit louder, waving his hand a bit.
The creature, which he's taken to calling Dean in his head for no reason beyond that it was the first name Castiel could think of that didn't already belong to someone he knew, twists a bit, one large eye focusing on the toy. Two tentacles come around, one wrapping around Castiel's forearm and the other delicately prodding at the black car in his hand.
Castiel lets Dean take the toy and grabs one of the tentacles. Dean doesn't seem to notice. The biologist spends a moment trying to find a visible vein, then sighs and just sticks the needle in. At worst, he'll have to try again.
Dean makes a low sound, one eye suddenly swiveling back to look at Castiel. He makes the noise again and another tentacle comes around to pat at the arm holding the needle.
"Just a moment," Castiel says and there, he's hopefully got enough of the dark viscous liquid to get a good test result. He caps the vial and tosses the needle in the portable disposal unit. "There. All over."
Another noise, this one higher pitched and the toy car is abandoned in favor of investigating Castiel's clothes. The scientist sighs.
"You've done this already. I haven't changed my clothes in the last three hours," he mutters, but he doesn't bat the tentacles away. He endures having his coat lifted and tugged, his pants acquire yet another layer of slimy water and his shoes are most definitely ruined. "We done yet?"
Then Dean discovers the other toy Castiel had found and with a happy squeal pulls it out of the biologist's pocket. It's a fluffy octopus keychain and Castiel had grabbed it at the last minute, finding a certain humor in the thing. Dean apparently likes it a lot, as at least five different tentacles are poking and prodding at the soft thing.
Castiel reluctantly smiles at the obviously happy lake creature. "All right," he says. "I'm going to work. You just...stay there and play with your toy."
Dean pays him no mind and croons to himself.