"Cas," Dean gasps, sinking fingers into his hair, trying to hold on to the heavy things he's saying but it's so difficult when Castiel's mouth is so warm. His hips shift forward of their own volition, and Dean groans again, his eyes half open to look at him. "Yeah, I love you, too."
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Date: 2016-09-19 11:13 pm (UTC)