"Calling me a cougar and a cradle robber in one breath," huffs Dean, even as he lifts his shoulders to help free himself of the shirt. As soon as it's gone, he pulls Castiel down on top of him, reveling in the simple pleasure of skin on warm skin. "And a ginger. What kind of birthday is this?"
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Date: 2015-01-31 04:45 am (UTC)