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"Do you know what I think about when I think about you?" "What," Castiel muttered, looking up at the dark sky. "Dean, what do you think about in relation to me?" "Nothing. You overwhelm my senses too much for me to settle on one thought. So it's just you in a blur of beauty. You're my aesthetic." Castiel grinned, shaking his head, but there wasn't any denying the small blush on his cheeks that he was trying to hide. "I see you've been nosing my dictionaries." "Well, you told me to do anything to my comfort. I wanted to see what you read for entertainment." "I thought you'd raid my refrigerator, first." "I did. Your salami was the first to go."
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Omg lilythekitten thank you so so much for this story cover! Part of a series. coda: 10x16 Paint It Black He dreamt of the quiet hush of the confession box, the scent of burnt out candles and Dean's fighting to get the words out once again. "There's things, people, feelings that I want to experience differently, some maybe even for the first time." As Dean tripped over his words, the Priest was silent. Dean snuck a look at the silhouette across the wall, it loomed dark and still. He could hear slow deep breathing and Dean's curled his hands up because he's worried about what kind of judgment was to come. Then the silence is broken by a long familiar sigh and all the hair on the back of Dean's neck stood up. "So you're ready to go deeper with me, Dean?"

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