"Are you sure?" asks Castiel
Sam is laying beneath him, desperate, trembling and trusting. When Cas sees this trust, small shivers starts running through his body too. Sam puts hand on his back in comforting gesture.
"Yeah, I'm sure." says Sam and adds with little smile "It's not like you haven't been inside me before, you know."
"It's not?" Cas is puzzled
"Well there was this time when you were looking for my soul in me…" explains Sam and chuckles "And I can't believe that what you are about to do is more painful. So relax."
Cas kisses his chuckle away, pleased when it turns in a needy groan. He doesn't want to remember their past, not that part, not now.
They don't talk after that, the space between them limited to soft moans, broken whispers, endless kisses and touches. Castiel finds himself thinking, almost praying, that he would give all the words in the world, even The Word of his Father, if that moment could last forever.