AN – Purely because there isn't enough Castiel/Harry. And I think they are so cute! Who agrees with me? –Raises hand-
But Merry Christmas to all!
Disclaimer – I don't own Harry Potter or Supernatural...aw now I feel bad –goes off to cry-
Warnings- intimate scenes. Slash.
Words- 248
Heaven
I don't know how we got to this point. Maybe the looks we shared over the past few months, the touches that lingered or even the talks we shared and the feelings it triggered or the thoughts it stirred.
But somehow it had gotten to this point. Sam and Dean were off somewhere. In the hotel it was just me. And Castiel.
He was staring at the ceiling, the shock obvious on his flushed face as I awakened so many sensations in his vessel. Choked gasps and soft suppressed moans as he arched into my wandering hands, my mouth placing soft kisses upon his collarbone, moving further down his chest, caressing his naked body.
Perspiration lingered upon his pale skin, his hair sticking to his forehead as he lifted his head and pulled me back slightly by my hair.
His pure blue eyes had darkened with lust, but he scanned my face with worry and confusion.
"Cas" I muttered, tracing his lip with my thumb, trying to show as much comfort and understanding in the one word and touch.
He hesitantly opened his lips and drew my thumb into his mouth, sucking softly. I pulled my hand away, cupping his chin and kissing him, hungrily.
I've done too many bad things in my life to redeem myself. To atone for my sins. By with Castiel I felt...pure. As if I was worth saving.
If I was with Castiel, I didn't need heaven. As long as I had him.
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