"I love you," he murmurs, pulling his hand back to slick up two fingers and shove them roughly into Dean. He allows just enough of his weight to press down to keep Dean in place, back pressed tight against Castiel's belly. "You make me happy, Dean. I shouldn't even understand the emotion, do you understand how special this is? What you've done to me?"
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Date: 2014-07-29 09:47 pm (UTC)