Also sastiel pre-relationship bed sharing a/b/o where they have to pretend they can't smell each other being all aroused? Cuz... nice. But also, angst potential? What would happen if instincts took over? Who might crack first?
“We don’t have to do this,” Cas says as he crosses his arms.
“And if we don’t? What happens then?”
“I take the floor.”
“No way, Cas.”
Cas’s lip twitches, betraying an almost-smile. “Okay, Sam. But if you change your mind -”
“I won’t.”
**
Cas should have gone with his gut and slept on the floor. That becomes painfully obvious when they lay down together on the too-small bed. Cas is unable to escape Sam’s scent and that is a Very Bad Thing. He smells like toasted marshmallows, chocolate, and fire. It’s sweet and overwhelming and Cas is doing his damnedest to pretend he doesn’t smell Sam at all.
And he fails spectacularly. Sam smells edible and familiar and Cas wants.
Wants him.
“Are you okay?” Sam asks. His voice is like a caress. It brings Cas’s cock to life with the silky, seductive quality to it.
“No,” Cas admits tightly. “Perhaps I should lock myself in the bathroom and sleep in the tub.”
“And why’s that?”
“Are you doing that voice on purpose?” Cas isn’t proud to realize that he sounds distressed and near breaking. He sounds dangerous.
Sam laughs. Laughs. How can he laugh at a time like this?
Cas doesn’t have time to get lost in his thoughts, though, because it’s then that Sam rolls on top of Cas and straddles him. Sam’s nostrils flare in arousal and there’s not one hint of fear in his smell. It’s only happy and good, wrapping Cas up in a warm hug as Sam bends down and devours Cas’s mouth. The kiss is burning hot but sweet, too - just like the rest of Sam, really.
“Cas. Cas, is this okay?”
“Fuck, Sam,” Cas gasps, his hips jerking upwards. He grinds against Sam’s ass. All Sam’s wearing is boxers and a soft t-shirt. It’d be so easy to shred those thin layers off, to ruin them, and take, take, take.
Claim.
“Yes?” Sam purrs directly into Cas’s ear.
“I can’t hold back much longer.” Cas hates himself a little more for sliding his hands into Sam’s boxers and gripping his plump ass.
Sam bites Cas’s throat sharply after a few heartbeats. “Yeah? Well, that’s good because I don’t want you to hold back.“
**
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