[ Oh to hell with it. Dean takes Castiel's face in his hand and kisses him long and hard. He backs away, temptation to wipe his lips from kissing a freaking man but, at the same time, this was Cas. ] Happy? [ Because Dean was ]
[ Dean is pleased with Cas breaking his usual neutral demeanor. Maybe he'll have to do this more often. He lifts his own hands to place them over Castiel's, feeling the angel's warmth. ] Good.
[ Dean smiles genuinely. ] Good, though I bet it's a pain in the ass. [ He hopes Castiel gets it, but wouldn't mind or be surprised if he didn't either. ]
[He doesn't immediately--but he does muse on the fact his posterior hurts and the ramifications there of, but most of these thoughts vanish in light of Dean's smile...]
[Castiel nods quickly, looking down, silently thrilled--not wanting to push the issue in case Dean changes his mind. He smiles some at the starched sheets, thankful for whatever nonsense got them into this]
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...exceedingly. Yes.
[his own hands lift and tentatively touch Dean's on his face--not to move them, merely to feel them there, real and anchoring]
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I am unsure how this happened..but I...I do not feel regretful.
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I don't regret it either.
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That makes me very happy...
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...Really?
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Very well...
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