His hands on her hips, strong and controlling, made her shiver slightly and move closer to him, hiking her close-fitting dress up so she could straddle him properly. Sam carded her fingers gently through his hair and pressed a kiss to his forehead, appreciating the delicacy of the moment. They both knew that one or both of them could die tomorrow.
Cas's mouth popped open and hung that way the way it did when he was always experiencing something so human and he found he couldn't close his lips unless he were kissing a bare expanse of skin that the dress didn't cover.
Sam let her head fall back with a pleased sigh, her back arching a little against his lips to encourage him. She moved her hips over his, wound one arm around his neck and gripped him a little tighter before starting to ease his coat off with one hand.
It was always the coat first, it seemed. Cas still hadn't gotten over the embarrassment of being completely naked in front of her, mostly because he wasn't able to completely rationalize his own human naked body himself but he wanted to please.
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