E/O Challenge: Clip
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Just the slightest touch of slash. But, don't fear.
Words: 100
Clip Your Hands if You Believe
Dean caressed his rough hands over the girl's soft shoulders, brushing her long blonde hair aside. He kissed her tenderly on the back of the neck and she wordlessly trembled. His practiced fingers unclipped her bra quickly, and she turned to look at him with blue eyes.
Familiar blue eyes – and that was not her face – Castiel?
Dean jolted from his sleep. Sam snored softly in the next bed, unaware.
WhatthefuckIdon'tbelieve -
Dean put his arm over his eyes, attempting to erase the dream's images.
Cas stepped deeper into the motel room's shadows, watching Dean return to sleep.
Hope you enjoyed! I just wanted to send out a HUGE thank you to all who wrote me a birthday drabble (a few weeks ago, I've been away from a computer for awhile!) ! I enjoyed - and favorited - all of them! You guys are the best, and its the best gift of all to be able to put up a little piece of my soul every week and be rewarded with kind and honest reviews. Awwwww!