Body/Soul: Dean
Summary: Things get easier for Dean in Purgatory, and harder for Castiel, as their relationship evolves. This is part one of two.
Ships: Dean/Cas
Spoilers: End of season 7
Rating: PG13
Words: 227
Disclaimer: Not my property, I make no profit
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Dean is pulsing blood and bared skin, sweat and spit, blown pupils and laboured breathing. He is the buzzing heat that rises off his body. And Cas is there besides him, and they move like they're extensions of each other. Cas is there besides him, radiating power, radiating something that washes over Dean that makes his skin tingle and doesn't let his heart rate slow down. It would scare him if it wasn't so familiar.
He's getting used to Purgatory. If he wasn't, if his actions meant the same thing here as they did in that other life, then, well then there would be a whole lot of different meanings to consider.
But Dean's getting used to Purgatory, so it's easy to go from fighting for his life alongside an angel, to pulling that angel up against his body and pressing his lip to Castiel's. Cas is easy, with his hands and his mouth and his body, eager, and those eyes that radiate something that washes over Dean. Here, tearing through a horde of corrupted beasts, and getting off with Cas in whatever moments are free from danger and exhaustion, mean the same thing to Dean. It means being alive and being connected and living in that exact moment when everything is easy.
And, God, Cas is easy for him.
( part 2)