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Willow rolled out of bed and smiled to herself, pulling the sheet around her body as she walked to the balcony, her bare feet padding along the wooden floor, she pulled a cigarette to her lips as she lit it, grinning slightly as she watched the smoke disappear looking at the moonlight as it glittered on the water as she remembered her first night with Castiel. She absent mindedly looked down and noticed something that after spending a week in Cuba planning her wedding she'd not noticed before.
It was a small sect of sand in front of a cliff which was covered artistically in ivy with wild flowers spouting out randomly along the wall and even in the darkness it took her breath away – after a week of looking she'd found where she wanted to be married.
She heard a flutter of wings and the smell of rain filled the air and Willow turned around with a sultry smile on her face, stubbing the cigarette out in the ash tray before meeting Castiels eyes and dropping the sheet away from her chest.

Castiel couldn't ever remember feeling this in awe of the woman in front of him. She was standing totally naked with a soft smile playing on her lips and he was far too aware of her body as she walked closer to him and he tried to take everything in, he tried to commit it to memory – the way her body curved at her waist, the way her hips bones poked out perfectly of her tiny frame, brought out by her hip piercings or the way her tattoos curved with her body, the way her hair fell in crazy waves behind her, making her look like an inhuman goddess. Once she was in front of him he took his hands in hers and kissed her forehead softly.
"I love you so much Willow," he whispered.
"We're getting married in three days," Willow smiled, whispering back as she looked up with him with her perfect green eyes and he ducked his head down for a kiss, pushing her down on the bed, the feel of her skin underneath him was enough to push him into oblivion as she began to moan his name.

Willow pulled herself up and saw Castiel beside her, his eyes staring off into the distance, totally unaware of her surroundings's doing what Willow liked to call his "awake sleeping" which left him unaware of anything that was going on around him. She stretched out on the bed and picked up Castiels shirt from the foot of the bed and shrugged it on, pulling it on tight around her shoulders. She leaned over and lit a cigarette taking a deep drag in before raising her eyebrows at him as his eyes stayed transfixed on the distance. Willow took another drag, pushing her hair away from her sticky skin as she thought of the best way to wake him up, when a flash of memories hit her as the idea came to her to pull his hair.

Flashback
I laughed as the bouncer chucked me and Dean out of the too crowded bar, I had a bottle of undetected tequila up my top from behind the bar and Dean had the same but whiskey instead. We stumbled outside, the cold hair making my head spin as drunk laughs escaped mine and Deans lips as we pulled the bottles out from under our tops and clinked them together before we both took a swig, the tequila burning my throat but I didn't care – it tasted so perfectly sickly sweet. I glanced up and saw Sam and Castiel looking at me and Dean as if we were naughty children which made more giggles escape my lips before I could stop them.
"Hey," Dean said, raising his eyebrows, staggering slightly on his feet as I looked over to him, "don't act like you guys aren't drunk."
"Not as drunk as you two," Sam said exasperated as he pulled on Deans arm, "come on Dean, let's get back to the motel before you get in any more fights."
"Hey," Dean said, slurring his words while I watched Sam tow him towards the car, "he started it."
"Cas," Sam said over his shoulder, giving me another look as if I was still the naughty child, so me being smashed and happy, stuck my tongue out at him, "zap her back to the motel will you?"
Castiel nodded bluntly and waited for Dean and Sam to be out of sight before he spun around and looked at me, he took an unsteady step forwards and that's when I noticed. His hair was messy and his tie was off, mixed with the unsteadiness on his feet I began to laugh again, backing up as Castiel pushed me into the wall behind me, "Cassies drunk," I laughed before I felt his lips on mine, the awkwardness and hesitancy that used to be there when he kissed had been replaced with passion and demanding as I felt lips pressing again and his body pressing against me as close as he could with my back to the wall, he bit down on my bottom lip and his hands slip up may top, making my skin shiver with excitement as he ran his nails down my side, dropping his lips to my neck as I let out a low moan as I felt his small bites on my neck – which was when I did it. I entwined my hand in his short hair and tugged it softly, at the time all I wanted was his attention but I got much more than that.
As I tugged roughly on his hair he let out his own guttural moan, pushing his nails into my skin as our lips met again, filled with more desire than before, I tugged on his hair again, to test out that what I was doing was indeed making him make those noises and he responded the same way, moaning into my mouth as I pulled his hair back again this time, pulling his lips away from mine as I moved and began to kiss his neck, he moaned my name under his breath as I released my hand from his hair and looked up at him, "kinky," I smiled, "hair pulling. Who would've thought it."

End of flashback