[ the same way he bit dean's ear and pulled his lips back over his teeth, castiel humps dean's thigh like an animal when he grips the soft flesh of his ass, hot and wet where he's leaking— dean is a hard line against him, and he wants him inside so badly it already hurts. maybe he always has, but now: it's an acute sensation. it's an addiction just waiting to happen.
castiel knows he was made for this. made to be a place for dean to settle in deep, when he can otherwise never go home.
he bites dean again, this time below his ear, right on the shivering tendon. it's easy to leave a bruise, same as it's easy to leave marks when he pushes his hands up underneath dean's shirt and coat and digs his fingernails into muscle and flesh. ]
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castiel knows he was made for this. made to be a place for dean to settle in deep, when he can otherwise never go home.
he bites dean again, this time below his ear, right on the shivering tendon. it's easy to leave a bruise, same as it's easy to leave marks when he pushes his hands up underneath dean's shirt and coat and digs his fingernails into muscle and flesh. ]