Summary: Things get easier for Dean in Purgatory, and harder for Castiel, as their relationship evolves.
Ships: Dean/Cas
Spoilers: End of season 7
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Author's Note: The two parts of this piece are very different. This first chapter is from's Dean's perspective. The second chapter is from Cas' perspective, and with that change in point of view, there's also a dramatic change in style. I would have posted the second chapter as a one-shot, but there are lines from this chapter that tie in with it, and what's going on with Dean is relevant, so I kept them together. Instead of being two halves of a whole as I originally intended, chapter one is more like a prologue to chapter two. Point being: Even if you don't care for this chapter, please check out chapter two, it's quite different from this and I would love to know what people think.


Dean is pulsing blood and bared skin, sweat and spit, blown pupils and laboured breathing. He is the buzzing heat that rises off his body. And Cas is there besides him, and they move like they're extensions of each other. Cas is there besides him, radiating power, radiating something that washes over Dean that makes his skin tingle and doesn't let his heart rate slow down. It would scare him if it wasn't so familiar.

He's getting used to Purgatory. If he wasn't, if his actions meant the same thing here as they did in that other life, then, well then there would be a whole lot of different meanings to consider. But Dean's getting used to Purgatory, so it's easy to go from fighting for his life alongside an angel, to pulling that angel up against his body and pressing his lips to Castiel's. Cas is easy, with his hands and his mouth and his body, eager, with those eyes that radiate something that washes over Dean. Here, tearing through a horde of corrupted beasts, and getting off with Cas in whatever moments are free from danger and exhaustion, mean the same thing to Dean. It means being alive and being connected and living in that exact moment when everything is easy.

And, God, Cas is easy for him