Sleep is immediately impossible, whatever Castiel's doing waking points of pain all over Dean's body, his muscles racked with shivers in the sudden cold.
"What are you doing?" he grinds out, trying to push Castiel's hands away. "It feels awful, stop."
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Date: 2013-12-30 04:40 am (UTC)"What are you doing?" he grinds out, trying to push Castiel's hands away. "It feels awful, stop."