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Their faces mere inches apart, their breath mingling.
Castiel is the one to close the distance between them.
Brave Castiel, with soft and pliant lips.
This is happening, this is really happening. After all these years, after all the heartbreak and grief and desperation and death.
They deserve it. They deserve happiness. They deserve love.
Dean has to close his eyes, he wants to cherish this moment for the rest of his life. The feeling, the taste of Cas' lips against his own.
So precious.
He tries to stiffle a groan when Castiel's tongue traces the seam of his lips, begging for entrance.
He tries, but he fails.