Dead Angel's Last Sin
Rated: T (implied adult situation)
Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural.
AN: This is was spawned simply for my of Castiel's confusion over human acts.
He swallows down the lump in his throat. How did he ever allow this to transpire? This was not right, not morally right.
Dean is smirking at him and he can see it from the corner of his eye. He wants to snipe that he can't do this but currently something has a hold of his motor skills as he keeps his eyes trained on the body in front of him. From head to toe, she's beautiful. Covered in lace and blonde strands falling to just below her breasts, she is exquisite. Dear Lord, he is staring at her breasts!
Nothing is willing his eyes away though. Not God, not angels, not anything. Instead his mind is drinking in her tight abs and luscious curves and imprinting them to memory.
Suddenly, she's asking him to come with her as she pulls on his trench coat. Oh dear God! What was wrong with him? He was an angel! He could disappear before she could even take in a breath or blink. Or even think too.
Was this how all male humans felt before coupling with a female? Were there strange sensations in the pit of their stomachs and sweat coating their palms?
They're going somewhere and he can't stop them. Dean jumps up and hands a wad of American currency and gives him advice that has him confused. The blonde pulls on his arm and now he's ready to take off as fast as possible. Let the arch-angel come now, let Lucifer barge through the doors.
She whispers something not so innocent into his ear as they make their way in back; he gulps down a large breath.
One thing is definite of his last night: something bad was about to happen.
The blonde smiled, eyes locked with his.
Something awoke inside, his body tightened and his hands began to shake. 'I'm going to kill that Winchester myself.' He thinks just as small hands grab at his waist and tug him forward. He's stiff as a board as she brings her mouth to his. Everything becomes hazed and his body is suddenly feeling like someone has electrocuted him.
"Loosen up baby," The girl says and drags her hand down farther, just past his waist, the heel of her palm grazing him. He jumps slightly as his eyes bulge out. "Ssh, it's okay. I'm going to take good care of you angel…"