Part 7

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            "I mean how did you send him away-he seemed very adamant about not leaving us alone." Dean rushed his words, he was short of breath but he wasn't doing anything physically exerting-at least not yet.
"I'm the alpha here, I'm guessing Sam is a beta. He cannot refuse me as well," Castiel sat on the opposite side of the couch just staring at Dean for a moment.
Dean tried to shrink more into the couch but it was useless, there was nowhere else he could go. Now with Castiel this close his muscles felt like jello, all the willpower to flee from earlier had dissipated.
"I'm not going to hurt you," Castiel suddenly said, sensing the Winchesters distress.
He nudged Dean's hand with his own, locking their fingers and pulling the Winchester brother towards him. Dean let Castiel pull him close, his heart hammering against his rib cage like a bird flapping it's wings in a cage too small for it. Dean could smell Castiel's scent pooling around him, all soap and cleanliness and an inviting scent that was only Castiel. Before he could register what had happened, Castiel pressed his lips against his. Dean could feel the stubble of his chin scrape against his own before he felt something unfamiliar and hot in his mouth. It was Castiel's tongue. When had he learned to kiss like this? From the pizza man? Castiel softly pushed Dean back down on the couch, crawling on top of him before locking their lips again.

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