After a few hours of awkward small talk with the angel, you fell asleep on the floor. You laid on your side with your arms wrapped around yourself. Castiel raised an eyebrow at your sleeping features, an innocent smile pulling his lips.
Such delicate and sleepy creatures. He thought, as he put one arm under your back, another under your legs and lifted you up. You made a small sound that drew worry to Castiel's blue eyes. You slowly opened your eyes and jumped out of his arms. The movement was so sudden that Castiel didn't have time to catch you. You hit the ground with a thud.
"(Y/N)!... Are you injured?" He asked, taking your arm and pulling you to your feet. You pushed him away, ice in your stare.
"I'm fine... What were you doing?" You asked him, narrowing your eyes. Castiel tilted his head slightly.
"I was carrying you to the bed... The floor is very unsanitary not to mention uncomfortable." He explained with innocence. You accepted this answer, nodding slightly. The sudden sound of breaking glass made you jump as Castiel disappeared. You ran to the sound just to see him put his hand on a were wolf's head, a bright light shining from its eyes, nose, and mouth before he dropped dead. You cheered before you were grabbed from behind, the wolf scratching your face deeply. The wolf and Castiel both froze at the smell of your blood. You used the opportunity to stab the wolf in the heart with your knife. You turned around and Castiel had appeared behind you, staring at your blood almost hungrily. He bent down very slowly, turning your head to the side with his fingers. Your breath caught in your throat as Castiel's tongue gently licked along your cheek. You were still as a statue as he pushed you backwards into a wall and hungrily licked your cheek. After a minute he finally stopped and looked at you confused, taking a large step back. You let out a long whoosh of air and gently ran your fingers down your wet cheek where Castiel had licked you.
"I am sorry (Y/N).... I seem to have.. Lost my composure.." He muttered, wiping the sleeve of his tan trench coat along his mouth to clean off any blood or saliva. You turned and left the room, only giving him a glance before locking yourself in your room.
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Blood (Castiel X Reader)
FanfictionWhen your mother is mysteriously murdered by demons and you're raised by a hunter from the age of ten, what could go wrong? After Matt is killed you turn to his only friend, Dean Winchester. His brother and his Angel both sense something about your...
