Well, I've been afraid of changing
'Cause I, I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder
Children get older
I'm getting older too
Castiel was beyond embarrassed. It was during these times that he was completely happy to shut off the radar, keeping his angelic brothers and sisters closed to what he was doing tonight.
Of course, when Heaven found out what he was doing, he found it best to kept them off as to the details.
But that mind frame would usually change when he saw her waiting for him in the shoddy motel bed, her eyes warm brown and her skin waiting to touch his.
And so he would, crawling over her and kissing her softly, feeling the burn of her lips and the taste of surfer as he ran his hands over her, brushing his nose against hers and kissing her again, feeling her run her hands through his hair and claw at his chest.
Perhaps that was when he would open himself to her, let her eat him in and digest him to the symphonic flow of angel and demon together.
Meg would roll her head back as he rocked atop her, feeling her gasp in the smell of his grace.
They were on top of his trench coat. which Castiel thought he would protest, but after all sex was sex and things were bound to get fucked up.
"Castiel!" Sometimes she would pray to him during intercourse, screaming out his name and listening to his grace react to the commands she would whisper in his ear, electricity burning through him as he would slide in and out of her, clawing at her and bruising her arms and thighs.
Meg would laugh at him sometimes, he was still awkward but she appreciated the length she want to for her, his intimacy was unbound and he was always going out of his way to please her.
And damn, he was doing a good job tonight.
He had just started like normal, waited for her to strip him and then they would fight for dominance Castiel usually never coming on top but today she let it slide, let him ride her and show her what all he'd learned from her.
And now he was at her clavical, biting the small bones and keeping towards her neck, sucking at the thin skin while running a hand around her breasts.
Meg assumed she only participated with him for shits and giggles, but Castiel…
He had a sort of sexual passion she admired. He was so gentle and so into it that sometimes she felt guilty when she went into it just for sin.
But then again, she was a demon.
Running her hands in his hair she smirked as it stood up from where she pulled it, almost looking ridiculous on the angel, she started to laugh as his pulled up from her, tilting his head in slight confusion.
"What?"
"You look," she was laughing, really for the first time in a long time, hard. And the continuing look her gave her almost made it worse. "You look so-!"
"So what?"
She was laughing so hard at him he began to feel awkward, but soon she calmed down. "Oh, God damn it Castiel."
He shrugged, not understanding what was making her laugh until he turned to look at the motel room mirror, and from the corner of his eye, he could see what it was she was exploding over.
His hair was up-turned from sweat into -what he gathered- like horns. very unfitting for an angel.
"Seriously, Meg?"
"You have to admit, you look stupid."
"I suppose I do."
She smirked harder, something he oddly found sexy, she pulled him back down and kissed him, loving the fire she felt under his skin.
"Good to know, you've got something to cover over that stick in your ass."
"I find that comment incredibly rude."
"Then punish me for it, 'Dad'."