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[Nods.]
I will wait then.
(Dean goes into the bathroom and closes the door behind him. He takes off his clothes and tosses them to the floor carelessly, getting under the cold spray of the water. It’s midway through his shower that he decides, hey, maybe I’ll just stay here a bit longer, why not, and takes a firm grip of his cock, throwing his head back against the tiles at the sensation of his wet hands sliding on his arousal. He catches himself before groaning too loudly, and hopes the angel on the other side of the door can’t hear him.)
[Shifts eyes across the floor, not quite sure of the noise he just heard, but knowing well enough not to make a fuss of it. He’ll know if and when Dean needs his assistance.]
(Starting to get really into it, he uses his other hand to roll his balls through his fingers, which draws yet another loud moan from his lips. He tries to imagine that hot chick that gave him her number the night before the whole mess with the powered-up vampires, but all he can picture is Cas, lying awkwardly against him this morning. He blinks his eyes open, startled at his own thoughts, but his dick doesn’t seem to notice he’s suddenly having weird ass thoughts about his angel buddy, because it twitches in his hand, the traitor. He could stop, shift the shower handle to the colder side and fight off his erection, but it feels really good, and he’s had such a stressful couple of days. So he closes his eyes again, ignoring the phantom feeling of Cas’ body against his, and groans loudly.)
hackeditoutandfell replied to your post:ooc: why are there two castiels in my dashboard? i’m confuus
ooc Technically there are 4 Castiels now. Present Cas, End!Cas, soulless!Cas and then soul-less!Cas from the comics.
OKAY THISISVERYSTRANGE IS PRESENT!CAS BUT WHO IS MYNAMEISCASTIEL?
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[Nods.]
I will wait then.
(Dean goes into the bathroom and closes the door behind him. He takes off his clothes and tosses them to the floor carelessly, getting under the cold spray of the water. It’s midway through his shower that he decides, hey, maybe I’ll just stay here a bit longer, why not, and takes a firm grip of his cock, throwing his head back against the tiles at the sensation of his wet hands sliding on his arousal. He catches himself before groaning too loudly, and hopes the angel on the other side of the door can’t hear him.)
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[looks down, almost ashamed]
I understand.
I could heal your leg completely, if that is what you want.
It is recovering nicely, so I thought I would let it take its own course. Whatever you decided.
(Considers it.)
Yeah, man, heal it.
[Does so]
There you are, Dean. It should be fine now.
(Shivers involuntarily the moment Cas presses his fingers to his leg to cure him.)
So, breakfast?
[Nods.]
Anything you like.
(Makes a face and turns away from Cas’ penetrating look.)
Uh, right. Let’s just go to the diner I saw when I got into town.
[Looks down, catching Dean’s stomach, staring for a few moments]
The diner would be fine.
(Turns away from Cas, having noticed where his eyes had wandered.) (Clears throat.)
Yeah, okay. Just wait here, I guess. I gotta take a shower.
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[looks down, almost ashamed]
I understand.
I could heal your leg completely, if that is what you want.
It is recovering nicely, so I thought I would let it take its own course. Whatever you decided.
(Considers it.)
Yeah, man, heal it.
[Does so]
There you are, Dean. It should be fine now.
(Shivers involuntarily the moment Cas presses his fingers to his leg to cure him.)
So, breakfast?
[Nods.]
Anything you like.
(Makes a face and turns away from Cas’ penetrating look.)
Uh, right. Let’s just go to the diner I saw when I got into town.
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[looks down, almost ashamed]
I understand.
I could heal your leg completely, if that is what you want.
It is recovering nicely, so I thought I would let it take its own course. Whatever you decided.
(Considers it.)
Yeah, man, heal it.
[Does so]
There you are, Dean. It should be fine now.
(Shivers involuntarily the moment Cas presses his fingers to his leg to cure him.)
So, breakfast?
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[looks down, almost ashamed]
I understand.
I could heal your leg completely, if that is what you want.
It is recovering nicely, so I thought I would let it take its own course. Whatever you decided.
(Considers it.)
Yeah, man, heal it.
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Nah, I’m good.
(He sits up on the bed and stretches the muscles in his back and arms, glancing at Cas.)
Dude, did you even take off your shoes?
..No, I did not.
It wasn’t even an issue.
I probably dirtied the bed. I’m sorry.
[He swallows hard.]
(Sighs.)
It’s not about dirtying the bed, Cas. It’s about being comfortable.
(Lifts the cover and crawls over to where Cas’ feet are, taking hold of his shoes and taking them off.)
Here. Isn’t that better?
..Yes, that is nice. Thank you, Dean.
[Locks eyes with Dean, stretching out his legs and wiggling his toes, getting used to the sensation of no shoes.]
(Smiles in spite of himself before lying back again, getting comfortable. Can’t turn his eyes away from Castiel’s wiggly toes.)
Hey, so. No important business today? No Terminator-type missions?
[Narrows his eyes at what he assumes is a popular culture reference]
Nothing I am aware of.
(Nods once, biting his lower lip.)
Well, that’s good.
(Looks around, as if trying to come up with something to say.)
So, anything you wanna do in your day off?
[eyes shift around the room]
Anything you wish to do. I don’t have any plans.
(Looks down at his leg.)
It still kind of hurts. Did you heal it?
(Tries to wiggle his toes and grimaces in pain.)
Son of a bitch. Guess we’ll have to stay here, then.
(Puts hands on chest.)
Ribs feel fine, though. And my arm. Was that you?
[nods] Yes, that was me. And no, I did not heal your leg. It is doing well on its own.
Do you want to sit here then?
We could watch some television perhaps.
Sure you can’t speed the process along? Just a bit?
(Grins at Cas with appeal.)
But I guess we could stay. I just hate feeling like I’m freakin’ trapped, y’know?
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Nah, I’m good.
(He sits up on the bed and stretches the muscles in his back and arms, glancing at Cas.)
Dude, did you even take off your shoes?
..No, I did not.
It wasn’t even an issue.
I probably dirtied the bed. I’m sorry.
[He swallows hard.]
(Sighs.)
It’s not about dirtying the bed, Cas. It’s about being comfortable.
(Lifts the cover and crawls over to where Cas’ feet are, taking hold of his shoes and taking them off.)
Here. Isn’t that better?
..Yes, that is nice. Thank you, Dean.
[Locks eyes with Dean, stretching out his legs and wiggling his toes, getting used to the sensation of no shoes.]
(Smiles in spite of himself before lying back again, getting comfortable. Can’t turn his eyes away from Castiel’s wiggly toes.)
Hey, so. No important business today? No Terminator-type missions?
[Narrows his eyes at what he assumes is a popular culture reference]
Nothing I am aware of.
(Nods once, biting his lower lip.)
Well, that’s good.
(Looks around, as if trying to come up with something to say.)
So, anything you wanna do in your day off?
[eyes shift around the room]
Anything you wish to do. I don’t have any plans.
(Looks down at his leg.)
It still kind of hurts. Did you heal it?
(Tries to wiggle his toes and grimaces in pain.)
Son of a bitch. Guess we’ll have to stay here, then.
(Puts hands on chest.)
Ribs feel fine, though. And my arm. Was that you?
