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Castiel TSA Worker

I know this isn't procedure but it was fun to write 

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Ticket in hand you walk. Well you shuffle because of the long line in front of you. Looking at your destination for the thousandth time you hand it to the lady behind the podium along with your id. She looks down at it then back up at you. Making some scribbles with her pen, you assume its her initials, she hands it back and sends you on your way. Another line of travelers to wait with but everyone looks ahead.

Getting closer you see the conveyer belts and the tubs. You sigh as it becomes your turn. Removing your shoes and placing them in the tub along with everything from your pockets, you place the tub on the belt. Also putting up your carry on and scooting it through as well. The screener has the same expression with everyone's luggage and the other TSA agents don't smile. You don't smile because they don't, airports are serious business.

In socks, that don't match, you move along in the line. Soon your shoes and bag are eaten up by the scanner and your next. Once the man in front of you moves you see the agent on the other side of the body scanner. You freeze as your eyes go wide. He was tall and so handsome. You watch his blue gloves move around and the man in front of you quickly moves on. He turns to you and puts his hands up. Then he motions for you to step forward but you can't.

After blushing he motions you once more. It's when he smiled at you that made your feet move. Moving towards the sun you can't take your eyes off him. He very smoothly tells you to put your feet in the outlines and stretch out your hands. After the spinning scan completes he asks you to come out. "Please lift up your arms," he pulls out a wand and moves it over your body. It goes off. You look at him. "What do you have in your pockets?" You feel the outside and feel embarrassed, "I forgot about my phone." "Please step to the side." You look at him confused and grab more of your hoodie.

He moves back to you. "Okay I'm going to pat you down for not removing your hoodie. It will only take a few moments and I'll be using the back of my hands around the sensitive areas. Are you okay with this?" You look into his blue eyes and swallow hard. A very sheepish, "yes," finally comes out and you see what nearly looks like a smirk appear on his lips. He moves behind you and feeling his hands on your shoulders you close your eyes. His fingers nearly massage your stiff muscles as he moves around your back. As his palms glide down your back you nearly moan out loud. He stops at the small of your back and leans to your ear, "now I'm going to use my palms along your sides."

From under your pit he moves down, nearly giggling at his touch. He moves to your front and holds his hands up. "You can put your arms down now." You do as he says. "Now I'm going to pat your front, again using my palms." "Well can I ask the name of the man about to feel me up?" This time he does smirk, "Castiel." You smile, "Castiel... I like that." "I'm pretty fond of it." You nearly melt at the sound of his voice. He looks you right in the eyes as he pats down your front. The back of his palms move around the contours of your breasts. You bite your lip as he moves across your stomach and down to the top of your pants. "I'm going to run my fingers along the top of your pants." You nod and feel him move round in your pants. They are pulled slightly but he never breaks eye contact. "So... do I pass?" He chuckles a little, "I'm sure your not hiding any thing that can be hazardous to you or any one else." "Well," you put your finger on his chest, "maybe next time you can use your palms to pat me down." His eyes go wide then normal again and a big smile flashes back at you.

"Enjoy your flight," he says to you. "I will," you start to walk away. "Excuse me," you turn to the sound of his voice. He points to the belt, "your shoes." You look to the floor and see your multicolored socks. Making your way to collect them as you pass you hear him whisper, "I like your socks." Throwing your shoes on and collecting your bag you make your way to the gate. You turn to take one last look at him only to catch him looking at you. Giving a small wave he winks at you. Turning around you wish you didn't have to get on that plane. With every step towards the plane you still feel his hands on you and the sound of his voice near your ear. "Yep, it'll be a good flight."