Always Keep Fighting

Claimed

     Castiel and Raven found themselves in the kitchen. She was making them coffee while he leaned against the counter watching her in silence. He could watch her all day if she'd allow it. He was finding it harder and harder to stay away from her, to not touch her. Since their conversation the day before and spending the night together he had opened up and found himself falling even more. The emotions she created within him confused him. They made him feel crazy, anxious, and even jealous when the thought of another man being near her crosses his mind.

"Where'd Gabriel run off to?" she asked as she handed him a mug.

Breaking his train of thought he stood straight, accepted the mug with a frown.

"Why do you ask?" he asked hoping the answer didn't lead him to wanting to break something.

"Well, you two were obviously arguing when I locked you out of my room."

He stared down into his caramel colored coffee still swirling in circles from Raven stirring it, recalling just how the argument went.

Cas: How did you know she wasn't dressed?

Gabriel: Because she called out to me and when I popped in, well...

Cas: Why would she call out to you and not me?

Gabriel: Because little brother, she's worried about you. She's not interested in me. Stop with your jealousness. With how she looks at you... No one stands a chance, Cas.

Cas: She called out to you while she was nearly naked?

Gabriel: Well... She may not have called out to me at all.

Cas: Leave her alone, Gabriel, I mean it. I know your whorish ways, don't you dare touch her.

"Cas?" Raven pulled him back from his thoughts.

"I was feeling jealous." He shamefully admitted.

"I guess that's understandable. I'd feel the same way if another girl seen you half-dressed now. But at the same time... Cas, we really aren't together, are we?" she asked in search of a confirmation.

Castiel seemed unbalanced at what she asked. After their conversation from the previous afternoon he wasn't sure where it would put them. He kept asking himself what to do next. All he knew was she was the only person, woman, human that he wanted to be around all of the time.

He set his mug down moving closer to her staring into her eyes as he spoke,

"I don't know. What are we to you? Our feelings were laid out last night but nothing much was said afterwards. You know I'm not good at emotions and they are obviously making me look like a crazy person."

Raven tangled her fingers in his tie, fisting it in her hand. Setting her mug down next to his on the counter she pulled him towards her, looking into his eyes as she allowed her lips to slightly graze his, speaking as they brushed against one another's.

"To me, you're my angel. I have no desire to meet or talk to anyone else."

He could feel the heat rising in his body, threatening to take over. He closed his eyes leaning closer to fully connect their lips but before he made contact they were interrupted by the sound of fluttering feathers.

Removing her grip from his tie, Raven stepped away from Castiel. Castiel rotated his head on his shoulders in frustration.

"What do you want?" he asked sternly.

"Aww little brother, I just wanted to drop in at the most inappropriate time to annoy you." Gabriel chimed as he winked at Raven.

Raven crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.

"You know, you're really making it hard for me to like you at all." She said.

"Ouch." Gabriel pouted. "Anyways, I really came for Cas. Michael is requesting that we go meet with him."

"If Michael wants to meet with me he can come here. I have nothing to hide from them." Castiel stated dryly.

"Ok... you're the boss. But big bro won't be happy."

"I don't care whether he's happy with me or not at this moment. Now leave."

"And knock before you enter!" Raven added before Gabriel vanished.

Raven grabbed the creamer off of the counter walking to the refrigerator to put it away. Her irritation with that angel was growing with each meeting she has with him. When she closed the door, hands were on her hips spinning her around and pinning her against the refrigerator with his body. Castiel breathed against her lips as she stared up into his eyes in shock.

"Are you mine?" he asked her.

"Are you asking me out?" she giggled.

"I want to make you mine. Only mine." He said still not connecting with her lips.

"If you want me, Cas, claim me." She stared at him intensely through her eyelashes.

Castiel's lips pressed against hers firmly, claiming hers as his own. She returned his kiss, eagerly giving into the temptations she had fought for months. She allowed her body to take over as she slid her hands around his neck. He gripped her wrists pulling them away from him, pinning them against the refrigerator above her head. She let out a muffled moan when he tugged at her bottom lip with his teeth. Her eyes shot open to find his staring back at her with the look of domination in his eyes.

He pulled away from her still holding her wrists in place. His lips pulled into a grin; one she had never seen before. This grin was almost domineering. He held both of her wrists in one hand as he brought the other to her lips. Tracing a finger over them he stared hard into her eyes as he said,

"Mine."