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[godless_son]

Castiel sits back on his heels for a moment, considering Dean's words and tones. He's not been worried; he hasn't been trying to fix it. He doesn't seem disappointed.

He will still want Castiel just the same.

"Later," he murmurs, pulling Dean's pants and underwear down just enough to swallow him down.

It is my birthday, he pushes into Dean's mind. I want to hear how much you like this. I want to hear that you love me.

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[always_enduphere]

"Yeah, but," Dean begins, gearing himself up for an actual conversation with his dick hanging out, but then Cas opens his mouth and takes him down again, and Dean forgets for a moment how to breathe. The words echo in his mind, and when he can get enough blood in his brain to comprehend them, Dean exhales in a rush, letting the groan building in his chest break free.

"We're like to get," he pants, "Arrested like this, Cas."