The snapping of twigs and crunch of leaves beneath tires outside wins Castiel’s attention though, panic racing in his chest and pounding in his ears as Dean pitches a fleeting glance out of the window. He steps toward Castiel now, holding his eyes purposefully like he’s trying to convey a message, and leans in whispering, “I’m sorry,” in ( Read more... )

Pairing:Dean/Castiel
Rating: M  (eventual NC-17)
Word Count:6,741
Summary: He thinks Dean’s eyes might twinkle with something like mischief for a fraction of a second before he stands, trailing his fingertips over Castiel’s knee as he passes, and slinks up to press in close behind him. Day old stubble scratches teasingly against his cheek and a ( Read more... )