p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY"span style="font-size: medium;"Dean didn't need to be told twice once the idea for less clothes left Castiel's mouth. He licked his lips hungrily as the tie was quickly taken off and thrown elsewhere in the room, eyes raking down the shirt as Dean wrestled with the idea of slowly opening each button or ripping the offending piece of fabric off the angel above him. Castiel took the choice away from him, opting to lift it above his head and throw it vaguely in the direction of where the tie had landed. Dean couldn't stop his hands ghosting over Castiel's sides, drinking in the sight above him, dragging a thumb slowly over an exposed nipple and causing Castiel to moan. A grin worked its way across Dean's face as he did it again, and again, before switching it to the other nipple to see if the reaction was the same. Castiel had dropped his forehead to Dean's, eyes closed and revelling in the sensation./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Is that okay, Cas?" He hummed in contentment, cut off by a sharp intake of breath as Dean pinched both of them at the same time, causing his wings to flare out. Castiel's eyes opened, and Dean could feel himself getting lost in the depth of them, hands absent-mindedly rubbing the wing joints on Castiel's back. He was that lost in Castiel's eyes that he didn't notice the smirk slowly spreading across the angel's face as moved his own hands to tease at Dean's nipples, eyes closing in pleasure, grip on wing joints lost. A small moan escaped him as contact was lost, but replaced with a louder one as Castiel took the bud in to his mouth and gave it a small suck, testing the waters. Satisfied at his reaction, he ran his tongue slowly across it, Dean's hand gripping his hair as more moans escaped him./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Ho- Holy... Crap, Cas!" He felt the smile around his nipple as he gently bit it, causing Dean to buck up. "Where did you learn that?" Castiel sat up, kissing the hunter before pulling away./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I've been around humanity a long time, Dean. I've picked up bits from here, and there." He dragged his hand down Dean's side, stopping at the waistband of his jeans, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Humanity has always had interesting ways of pleasuring themselves, and each other. Some you know - " Castiel ran his hand up the inside of Dean's thigh, giving the hunter's cock a small squeeze through the fabric. "- and some you don't." Dean's moan was enough to tell Castiel that he was doing something right, head back and throat gloriously exposed. Castiel took the opportunity while Dean was distracted to remove the last offending items of clothing with grace, grinding down on the hunter's now exposed cock, drawing a guttural moan from him./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"You are gonna be the death of me, Cas, damn..." Dean propped himself up on his elbows, taking in the sight of the angel draped over him, wings spread, cock hard and begging for attention. His own cock twitched at the sight, drawing Castiel's attention./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Is there something you wanted, Dean?" The innocence in his voice was layered on thickly, and it made Dean almost orgasm where he lay. He scrabbled in to a sitting position, kissing Castiel as though his life depended on it, straddling the angel in the middle of the bed, trying to touch of him as he possibly could. Hands worked their way through hair, over nipples, through feathers until Dean's hands finally stopped on Castiel's hips, foreheads resting against each other as he tried to catch his breath. Castiel dragged his fingertips up Dean's back, catching the gland at the base of his wing that caused him to buck his hips and grind together, breathy moans escaping the hunter./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Cas... Damn... Need you..." Castiel looked straight into Dean's eyes, the green flecked with gold and overflowing with trust, causing the angel's wings to wrap around the hunters with a softness he wasn't aware he had./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Are you sure, Dean?" A soft yet hungry kiss was the reply as he pressed harder on the oil glands, squeezing more oil out of them. He kept one hand caressing Dean's wing as the other ventured lower, grazing over the curve of the hunter's behind before gently probing the rim, wing oil making Castiel's fingertip slip in and out. Dean moaned, wings flapping slightly as he tried to position himself in a way that Castiel's finger would slip in to him completely, gasping as it slowly slid in to him. He sat for a few seconds, adjusting to the feeling before Castiel began to draw it back out of him, crooking his finger before re-inserting it, catching the small bundle of nerves that had Dean flapping harder than he had done before./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"So good, Cas... So good."/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Would you like more?"/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Damn yes." Castiel chuckled at Dean's whimper as he withdrew his finger, looking him straight in the eyes as he inserted two, angled the same way as the one on its own. Dean's eyes closed and his head fell back as he felt Castiel scissor his fingers, preparing him for more to come, and he pressed back to try and get as much of Castiel's fingers as possible. Castiel pressed his lips to Dean's throat, murmuring words of encouragement and praise in to the hunter's skin as he began to come apart on the angel's fingers. Another small whimper left Dean as Castiel withdrew his fingers once again, quickly replaced by a moan as three fingers replaced the two, the slight burn lighting up all of his nerve endings in a way that Dean didn't think he'd ever be able to put in to words./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Ah, Cas...!" The slow movement of Castiel's fingers was driving Dean crazy, wings flapping erratically as the pleasure almost became too much. An empty feeling suddenly filled him as fingers were removed, and Dean opened his eyes to find Castiel looking at him hungrily. The bright blue was hardly visible in the angel's eyes, pupils blown so wide with lust that it sent any excess blood Dean had south./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I want to take you now, Dean." Dean nodded feebly, adjusting himself again so Castiel could line up with ease. The push of his cock against his stretched hole ignited the nerve endings again, and Castiel used all his self restraint not to slam home there and then. He slowly pushed in, giving Dean time to adjust before bottoming out, giving the hunter more time to adjust to the stretch. Castiel's wings stretched out in pleasure before coming back around to wrap around Dean, the sensation of them touching the other man's wings enough to spur him in to movement. The slow roll of hips caused more moans from the hunter as he pushed down to meet Castiel's movements, Castiel's hands finding their home on Dean's sides as the speed began to pick up. Dean's hands wound their way around the back of Castiel's neck, stroking along the top of his wing as the speed picked up more and more./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Cas... You – ah!"/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Dean, I -" Dean kissed Castiel, cutting off whatever he was about to say before resting their foreheads together, breathing getting more erratic to match the movements of their wings./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Think... Think I'm... Gonna..."/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Dean...!" Dean's release shot out of him, painting both of their chests white, and the feeling of Dean clamping down drew out Castiel's, both sets of wings flaring. He opened his eyes to look at Dean, grace cracking in his eyes and was surprised to find a small amount amongst the green of the hunters eyes too. It quickly faded as both sets of wings relaxed, both men trying to get their breath back. Castiel used his grace to clean up and reposition them so they lay face to face on the bed, hand absent-mindedly coming up to stroke the side of Dean's face. Dean held it there for a moment before kissing his knuckles, almost holding it like his life depended on it. He looked down at their intertwined hands and smiled, a small blush creeping across his face. Castiel tilted his head, confusion flashing across his features./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Are you okay, Dean?" He kissed his knuckles again./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I'm okay, Cas. Better than okay." He cleared his throat, staring at their intertwined hands again. "Do you remember what I said when I was shrunk? 'Cause I meant it then, and I still mean it now, Cas."/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Which part would that be?" Dean hesitated for a second before finding the courage to get the words out./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I... I love you, Cas. I guess nearly dying and sprouting wings helps a guy realise some stuff, y'know?" The blush had left Dean's face and crossed to Castiel's, who was now also staring at their hands./span/p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY" /p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I love you too, Dean. With or without wings." He pressed a soft peck to the hunter's lips before pulling him closer, stroking his wing as Dean fell in to a gentle sleep./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Is that okay, Cas?" He hummed in contentment, cut off by a sharp intake of breath as Dean pinched both of them at the same time, causing his wings to flare out. Castiel's eyes opened, and Dean could feel himself getting lost in the depth of them, hands absent-mindedly rubbing the wing joints on Castiel's back. He was that lost in Castiel's eyes that he didn't notice the smirk slowly spreading across the angel's face as moved his own hands to tease at Dean's nipples, eyes closing in pleasure, grip on wing joints lost. A small moan escaped him as contact was lost, but replaced with a louder one as Castiel took the bud in to his mouth and gave it a small suck, testing the waters. Satisfied at his reaction, he ran his tongue slowly across it, Dean's hand gripping his hair as more moans escaped him./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Ho- Holy... Crap, Cas!" He felt the smile around his nipple as he gently bit it, causing Dean to buck up. "Where did you learn that?" Castiel sat up, kissing the hunter before pulling away./span/p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY" /p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I've been around humanity a long time, Dean. I've picked up bits from here, and there." He dragged his hand down Dean's side, stopping at the waistband of his jeans, a wicked glint in his eyes. "Humanity has always had interesting ways of pleasuring themselves, and each other. Some you know - " Castiel ran his hand up the inside of Dean's thigh, giving the hunter's cock a small squeeze through the fabric. "- and some you don't." Dean's moan was enough to tell Castiel that he was doing something right, head back and throat gloriously exposed. Castiel took the opportunity while Dean was distracted to remove the last offending items of clothing with grace, grinding down on the hunter's now exposed cock, drawing a guttural moan from him./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"You are gonna be the death of me, Cas, damn..." Dean propped himself up on his elbows, taking in the sight of the angel draped over him, wings spread, cock hard and begging for attention. His own cock twitched at the sight, drawing Castiel's attention./span/p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY" /p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Is there something you wanted, Dean?" The innocence in his voice was layered on thickly, and it made Dean almost orgasm where he lay. He scrabbled in to a sitting position, kissing Castiel as though his life depended on it, straddling the angel in the middle of the bed, trying to touch of him as he possibly could. Hands worked their way through hair, over nipples, through feathers until Dean's hands finally stopped on Castiel's hips, foreheads resting against each other as he tried to catch his breath. Castiel dragged his fingertips up Dean's back, catching the gland at the base of his wing that caused him to buck his hips and grind together, breathy moans escaping the hunter./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Cas... Damn... Need you..." Castiel looked straight into Dean's eyes, the green flecked with gold and overflowing with trust, causing the angel's wings to wrap around the hunters with a softness he wasn't aware he had./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Are you sure, Dean?" A soft yet hungry kiss was the reply as he pressed harder on the oil glands, squeezing more oil out of them. He kept one hand caressing Dean's wing as the other ventured lower, grazing over the curve of the hunter's behind before gently probing the rim, wing oil making Castiel's fingertip slip in and out. Dean moaned, wings flapping slightly as he tried to position himself in a way that Castiel's finger would slip in to him completely, gasping as it slowly slid in to him. He sat for a few seconds, adjusting to the feeling before Castiel began to draw it back out of him, crooking his finger before re-inserting it, catching the small bundle of nerves that had Dean flapping harder than he had done before./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"So good, Cas... So good."/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Would you like more?"/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Damn yes." Castiel chuckled at Dean's whimper as he withdrew his finger, looking him straight in the eyes as he inserted two, angled the same way as the one on its own. Dean's eyes closed and his head fell back as he felt Castiel scissor his fingers, preparing him for more to come, and he pressed back to try and get as much of Castiel's fingers as possible. Castiel pressed his lips to Dean's throat, murmuring words of encouragement and praise in to the hunter's skin as he began to come apart on the angel's fingers. Another small whimper left Dean as Castiel withdrew his fingers once again, quickly replaced by a moan as three fingers replaced the two, the slight burn lighting up all of his nerve endings in a way that Dean didn't think he'd ever be able to put in to words./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Ah, Cas...!" The slow movement of Castiel's fingers was driving Dean crazy, wings flapping erratically as the pleasure almost became too much. An empty feeling suddenly filled him as fingers were removed, and Dean opened his eyes to find Castiel looking at him hungrily. The bright blue was hardly visible in the angel's eyes, pupils blown so wide with lust that it sent any excess blood Dean had south./span/p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY" /p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I want to take you now, Dean." Dean nodded feebly, adjusting himself again so Castiel could line up with ease. The push of his cock against his stretched hole ignited the nerve endings again, and Castiel used all his self restraint not to slam home there and then. He slowly pushed in, giving Dean time to adjust before bottoming out, giving the hunter more time to adjust to the stretch. Castiel's wings stretched out in pleasure before coming back around to wrap around Dean, the sensation of them touching the other man's wings enough to spur him in to movement. The slow roll of hips caused more moans from the hunter as he pushed down to meet Castiel's movements, Castiel's hands finding their home on Dean's sides as the speed began to pick up. Dean's hands wound their way around the back of Castiel's neck, stroking along the top of his wing as the speed picked up more and more./span/p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY" /p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Cas... You – ah!"/span/p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY" /p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Dean, I -" Dean kissed Castiel, cutting off whatever he was about to say before resting their foreheads together, breathing getting more erratic to match the movements of their wings./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Think... Think I'm... Gonna..."/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Dean...!" Dean's release shot out of him, painting both of their chests white, and the feeling of Dean clamping down drew out Castiel's, both sets of wings flaring. He opened his eyes to look at Dean, grace cracking in his eyes and was surprised to find a small amount amongst the green of the hunters eyes too. It quickly faded as both sets of wings relaxed, both men trying to get their breath back. Castiel used his grace to clean up and reposition them so they lay face to face on the bed, hand absent-mindedly coming up to stroke the side of Dean's face. Dean held it there for a moment before kissing his knuckles, almost holding it like his life depended on it. He looked down at their intertwined hands and smiled, a small blush creeping across his face. Castiel tilted his head, confusion flashing across his features./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Are you okay, Dean?" He kissed his knuckles again./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I'm okay, Cas. Better than okay." He cleared his throat, staring at their intertwined hands again. "Do you remember what I said when I was shrunk? 'Cause I meant it then, and I still mean it now, Cas."/span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"Which part would that be?" Dean hesitated for a second before finding the courage to get the words out./span/p
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p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I... I love you, Cas. I guess nearly dying and sprouting wings helps a guy realise some stuff, y'know?" The blush had left Dean's face and crossed to Castiel's, who was now also staring at their hands./span/p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY" /p
p class="western" style="text-indent: 1.27cm; margin-bottom: 0cm; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none;" align="JUSTIFY""span style="font-size: medium;"I love you too, Dean. With or without wings." He pressed a soft peck to the hunter's lips before pulling him closer, stroking his wing as Dean fell in to a gentle sleep./span/p