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63. Lips

Dean could never get enough of Cas' lips. They were plump, chapped and a soft pink and whenever Cas was anywhere near him, Dean found it hard to focus on anything else. They were always just there, teasing him, inviting him to lean over and capture them with his own –

'No! Stop!' Dean reprimanded himself. Sam, Rose and Charlie were in the room and while Dean didn't care if he scarred them for life, he didn't want to embarrass Cas in any way. He knew that Cas wouldn't appreciate the others witnessing their 'intimate moments' – hence why Cas always made sure that they were alone before progressing beyond teasing.

"I need a drink," Dean said suddenly. Maybe having something between his lips would distract him from the thing he really wanted to wrap his mouth around.

"I'll get it." Cas immediately got up, irritating Dean (who had been enjoying a nice, manly snuggle), and headed for the kitchen. The minute he left, Rose and Charlie turned to him with gleaming eyes.

"You're horny, aren't you?" Rose said. Dean choked and Sam shot a surprised look at his girlfriend.

"What – you – Rose – can't –" Dean spluttered.

"Oh, please," Charlie scoffed. "It's all over your face, Dean. Not to mention that your eyes are glued on his mouth like you want to eat it or something. We're not oblivious bitches, you know. Well, most of us."

She smirked at Sam, who rolled his eyes. Dean was saved from replying by the return of Cas, who handed him a beer bottle and settled back down next to him in the cramped seat. Dean didn't even know how he managed to fit but he did and, to be honest, it was turning him on big time.

"Well, I'd better be going," Charlie said suddenly. Dean shot her a look but she smirked, wiggled her dark red eyebrows and stood up. "I've got a lot of stuff to do. You know, important, geeky stuff that you mere mortals are not worthy of even knowing about."

"You mean getting ready for your next LARP, don't you?" Sam said. Charlie gave him a face and headed towards the entrance of the bunker.

"Peace out, bitches!" she said, her hand up in a Star Trek gesture.

"We've got something to do, don't we, Sammy?" Rose said.

"What?" Sam said. Rose whispered something to him and he grinned and nodded. "Oh, yeah. That thing! Let's go and, uh…I guess we'll leave you two alone."

'Can they be any more transparent?' Dean grumbled as Sam and Rose made a hasty escape. However, when he slowly became transfixed by Cas' lips again, he mentally thanked the other three for leaving.

"Dean? What are you doing? What are you staring at?" Cas said.

"You got nice lips, you know," Dean murmured, licking his own. "They make me wanna lean over and just –" He pressed his mouth firmly against Cas', who froze in surprise for a moment and then reciprocated with equal force.

'Life is definitely good!' Dean thought as Cas swung around to straddle him, those beautiful lips of his now attached to Dean's throat.