random yaoi

I hear a voice in my head, it's calling for love

Title: I Hear A Voice In My Head, It's Calling For Love
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Dean W./Castiel
Words: 2414
Warning/Spoiler: set after the end of S5, m/m, English isn't my mother tongue, not beta'd
Summary: Castiel hears a Calling and tries to not give in.

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I Hear A Voice In My Head, It's Calling For Love

"Come, my lover, come and take me. Claim me, take me, make me yours," it screams at him. Everytime it screams and he can't make it stop. "Take me, just take me, my lover. Take what's already yours." It's not mine, he thinks as he looks at Dean. The hunter can't see him. He's just visiting, just looking. Sharing time with him, though the hunter doesn't know he does.

"Come on and get me, you know you want to. You know you can. My lover, free me!"

I can't. I won't. I'm not allowed to, he screams desperately in his head. This is driving him crazy. He doesn't know why Dean's soul is screaming for him. It has no right to do it. Sometimes he thinks it's the part of his grace that he left inside of Dean. Maybe it wants to get back to him because it doesn't belong with Dean. But he can't do that. Why would he. He doesn't need it.

The man is lying in his bed. He's sleeping, dreamless. Castiel made him, he wiped the nightmares away.

"Come on, just a taste, try me, claim me, take me, free me. Try me out, listen to me, lover, listen. I'm calling for you, take me." Castiel burys his head in his hand as he sits in the only chair in the motel room. Why doesn't it stop, why can't he silence it? He wants it to stop. He can't allow himself to listen. "Please listen, come on, my lover, take what's already yours. Come on, try me, taste me."

Be quiet.

"I will never."

Please.

"Try me."

I won't.

"Oh you will. You know I'm yours. Just take me, lover."

"I am not your lover!," he yells and Dean snaps wide awake, the knife already in his hand. A puzzled look on his face as he recognizes Cas. "Cas?," he asks sleepy as he lowers the knife. "What's going on?"

Castiel just looks at him a little panicked. He didn't mean to wake Dean. Fine, great way to go, Castiel, he thinks to himself. "It's nothing, I'm sorry to interrupt your sleep." He looks at the wooden floor, escaping Dean's green eyes. "I can let you fall asleep before I leave if you wish."

"Er, no, wait. You were screaming, didn't you. What was that about?"

"It was nothing I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be, my lover. Come on and take me, I'm all yours."

He hears it again. He looks at Dean with a surprised look on his face. It's normally not screaming when Dean is awake. Can Dean hear it? He hopes not. "What?," Dean asks - so he can't hear it. That's a relieve. "Castiel, damnit, just tell me what's going on!"

"Uh." Castiel can't. He just can't. It's such a silly thing. How could it have come so far already? Maybe he shouldn't have come tonight. Maybe he should have left Dean in his bloody nightmares. No! How could he? If he could make them go away then he should, right?

Now Dean is pushing himself off the bed and he's walking towards him. Castiel takes a step back.

"Try me, please, I'm waiting for you. Claim me, free me, taste me, try me, own me, please."