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Cupids Arrow part 2

After Cupid had taken Sam, you and Dean both tried to reign in your urges, but it was hard. One look, one touch, and everything would crumble and you would find yourselves rubbing against each other, hands everywhere. So far, you had been able to stop yourselves from going all the way, but you knew it was only a matter of time. Sitting at opposite ends of the room from each other, you both worked hard to discover why the Cupid would take Sam. Frustrated from lack of finding anything and from fighting your urges, you spoke. "Maybe we could get Castiel to help us. A cupid is a form of angel after all.

"Dear Castiel, wherever though art, get your ass down here now!" Dean prayed, agreeing with you.

Within minutes you heard a fluttering of wings, letting you know Dean's prayer had been answered. "What is it Dean?" Cas asked before squinting his eyes and looking at the both of you. "Somethings different. I sense Cupid. Is that why you called?"

Holding your arm up, you let Cas examine your arm, as you began explaining everything that had happened so far.

"Each Cupid has his own signature mark. I know of this Cupid, but thought he had died in the war. He was always, as you would say, unhinged, and was never sent to Earth to do work." Cas answered.

"But why would he want Sam?" Dean questioned, gazing over at you. His green eyes, full of lust, brought butterflies to your belly, and you wanted to jump him, and kiss him senseless. Instead you walked over to the bathroom, running cold water on your face, needing something to cool the fire burning low in your belly. Giving up, you made your way back into the room, finding yourself alone, with only a note for a clue as to where Dean and Cas had gone.

Until Cas comes back, I think it's better if I stay away. Can't control myself around you. Please call me when Cas returns. He went to look for Sam.
Dean

With both Cas and Dean gone, you sat on the bed, nervous energy running through your body, your main urge to find Dean and bring him back to you. It was about an hour later when Cas returned, and you rushed over to him, using him as a way to escape the lustful thoughts rushing through your mind.  "Did you find him, is he okay?" You asked, worried that the worst had happened, that the Cupid had killed Sam.

Glancing around the room, Cas finally turned his gaze to you. "Where's Dean? Yes I found him, but there is Angel warding so I don't know how he is. We need to go now."

Texting Dean, telling him to meet you at the abandoned farm, you went with Cas, letting him transport the two of you to the road in front of the farm. Within 10 minutes the Impala was pulling up, Dean climbing out of the car before it had even stopped running, rushing to you, pulling you into his arms. Pressing your lips to his, you forgot all about Sam, and the cupid. Thinking only of Dean's hard body pressed against yours and the feel of those plump lips against yours.

Roughly pulling the two of you apart, Cas glared at each of you. "I wish I could reverse Cupid's spell, but only he can. So please keep away from each other! I can't go in, he's warded it. The two of you will need to fight your urges in order to save Sam."

Taking a deep breath, you nodded, the thought of Sam being hurt cooling the spell a little bit. Walking quietly towards the barn, you open the door slightly, seeing Sam tied to a pole in the middle. A huge gash was on his forehead, but otherwise he seemed okay. With no Cupid in sight, you walked in, noticing Dean was entering from the other side. It had been your plan, not only to try and catch the cupid, but to also keep your urges at bay. Reaching Sam, you pressed your fingers to his neck, breathing a sigh of relief when you felt a light pulse.

So intent on making sure Sam was okay, you jumped when you heard someone laughing behind you. With your hand on your knife, you turned, keeping Sam protected behind you.