Destiel Fluff

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Cas's P.O.V

I watched Dean pace back and forth angrily. Why he was angry, is what I wanted to know. Samuel went on a food run for them. But that was almost over two hours ago. Could this be the reason why Dean was angry. But 4 words had brought my attention to Dean and his movement. He was now standing still. Just looking up at the ceiling. "Cas, I need you." I made myself visible to him. "What seems to be the problem Dean?" He walked to me and stopped. Our toes touching. Noses just inches apart. As an angel I don't feel many things. But something inside me, was telling me to lean inwards.

Dean's P.O.V

He's right there in front of you, his soft lips inches away from you. Just kiss him already, you idiot. "I uamwwantingto do something." His eyebrows came together in a confused state. "What did you want to do."  I leaned in a little and whispered. "This." As our lips slowly came together, the bunker door swung open, revealing a very shocked Sam. "Should I just wait out here for a while or are you going to be fucking?" Damn you Sammy. I groaned and walked to the library. Sadly leaving a very confused Cas behind.

I started doing research on any monster. My mind was filled with images of fucking cas in every which way possible. I didn't even realise that Cas had came in and I had a massive boner. "It's not nice to think about people in such ways Dean." His voice sent shivers through my body, his deep voice. Oh how I can imagine him moaning and groaning as I slam in and out of him. Emptying my load inside him as his goes over our stomachs.

I felt his soft lips making their way to my mouth. What ended up with him sitting on my lap and kissing him passionately. I pulled back from the kiss and rested my forehead against his. "Dean? Is something the matter?" "Nothing the matter. Everything is perfect Cas." I took his hand in mine and kisses the back of it. When I looked back at him and he was smiling, a proper smile. And at last he kissed me again.

But shall I say. The rest is for another day.

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