(A/N -Yo Lonely Flowers! This I might expand on, make a sequel, or a whole other fic cause I love it)
I heard Dean's plea. He needs my assistance, for some hunt. He has been bothering me all damn day. I want to help him. I do. One issue, it was that time of the century again. Angelic Heat. I felt ice cold, yet burning alive. I needed some kind of... Release. But I wasn't certain how to go about getting it. Every other heat I had I waited out. To be in heat means a strong attraction to someone, or you simply skip it.
I was pathetically crumpled against the wall, the face of my vessel was bright red. I was completely flushed, near desperate. Yet I resisted. Dean called out to me once more and I finally snapped. Since my Grace was feeling moody, I pulled on my shirt, jacket, and trench coat that I had removed. I held my tie in my hand, I still struggled with it. I flew to Dean and his ever bothersome prayers.
"Hello, Dean" my voice was unsteady and almost a pant.
"Cas, are you okay?" Dean asked taken aback. Sam's mouth hung open and he just kinda observed me.
"No!" I said clearly pissed off. I buttoned up my trench coat.
"Hey, man, I didn't know. What's going on anyways?" Dean asked me.
I was at one point very mad, but the sight of his forest green eyes soothed me. "Its something that happens to all angels. Its.... Incredibly difficult to be here. Please make it fast" I said as I felt my body beginning to tremble.
"Once we hear some answers you can go" Dean confirmed
"I'm an Angel. And I am in Heat. It lasts one week once a century. I am in a weakened state and my Grace is.... A selective participator at the moment" Castiel informed sitting against the wall still flushed.
"Heat. Like.... Animals? Like animals go in Heat?" Sam asked piping up.
"Yes." Cas confirmed nodding his voice still kinda breathy still.
"Like painful till you fuck?" Dean added bluntly eating a glare from his younger sibling.
Castiel just nodded "I don't think I can fly right now" he admitted pitifully.
"Wow! Ya know what. I have..... I have something. That I need to do. That's like... That's important! So important!!" Sam decided awkwardly running out and slamming the door.
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