Dean Winchester Wants Nothing
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Cas doesnât say a word, doesnât ask permission, just takes Deanâs hand and lifts it â fork, pie, and all. Dean watches, paralyzed, as Casâ lips part, his pink tongue darting out to lick up a dab of filling about to drip off the fork before closing his mouth around the tines. Casâ eyes flutter closed. A short, low hum marks his approval of the pastry.
Dean stares, gape-jawed, wondering when the fuck he got so comfortable with Cas that the bastard can eat his fucking pie and he doesnât say a damn word in protest.
âThought Sammy said all you could taste were molecules.â
Casâ eyes open and he offers a shy grin. He slides the fork free from his lips and lets go of Deanâs hand. âThese are good molecules.â
Words: 6142, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Dean Winchester, Castiel
Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester
Additional Tags: Snark, Light Angst, Fluff, Feelings Like Whoa, Men of Letters Bunker, Castiel in the Bunker, Love Confessions, Explicit Language, Non-Explicit Sex, Coming Untouched, Sexual Pie Tension, Food Fight
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