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24. Vanilla
"Pass the flour, would you?" Dean said. Castiel obediently handed him the flour and watched Dean pour some out into a measuring cup and dump it into the bowl. Castiel had wanted to try his hand at baking and so Dean, whose cooking skills were excellent, had agreed to help him out.
"See how easy it is?" Dean said, the muscles in his arms bulging as he mixed the ingredients together. "Want a go?"
Castiel blinked, distracted by the hypnotic movement of Dean's arms.
"Oh…I think I will watch a little longer," he said, a little flustered. Dean smirked at him and then redoubled his efforts, his arms straining even more. Castiel scowled. His pesky human was teasing him! Well, two could play at that game! Castiel grabbed the nearest bottle, unscrewed the lid and dipped his finger inside. Dean watched him interestedly.
"What're you doing, Cas?" he said. "We don't put that in yet."
Castiel looked up and made sure to stare deep into Dean's eyes as he slowly brought his finger to his lips.
"Uh, Cas? You might not want to –"
Cas ignored him. He was unsettling Dean! Revenge at last! He closed his lips around his finger, making sure to exaggeratedly suck on it and moan, and then his eyes widened. The flavour was so strong! What was this?
"Dean! What is this?" he panted, fanning his mouth. "I don't like it!"
Dean was laughing his head off, which only infuriated Castiel more.
"Don't laugh, Dean!" he snapped. "I don't like this!"
"It's vanilla, Cas!" Dean choked out. "You don't eat that much vanilla like that! It's too strong! What the hell were you trying to do, anyway?"
Castiel scowled again and looked away.
"You were teasing me," he said sullenly. "I merely wanted to – what is it? Give you a taste of your own medicine."
Dean chuckled, wiping his eyes.
"Oh, come here." He cupped Castiel's face and kissed him. "You're hilarious, you know that?"
Castiel just hummed contentedly and pulled Dean back in, their cake long forgotten.