godless_son

"I do," Dean pants, forced onto his elbows with the force of Castiel's thrusts. He rests his head against his forearms and tries to breathe, pleasure sparking with the new angle until he can't help but squirm, pushing back against Castiel despite the pressure holding him down. "I love you," he says, pulling one knee higher against the blanket, opening himself to take Castiel even deeper. Eyes slotted open, Dean takes in his sideways view of the house. "Love you."