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This was inspired by masterjediratgrl31 after we had a massive squeeing session over Cas! And also, I'd like to wish Samantha Smith, aka our very own Mary Winchester, a very happy birthday! :D
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128. Eyes
"What do you wanna watch, Cas?" Dean asked as he flicked through Netflix, his laptop balanced on his legs and Cas lazily snuggling into his side. "Hey, what about this? Hot chicks in prison outfits!"
"I watched it with Charlie," Cas replied. "And I still don't see how orange correlates to black in any way. Charlie just laughed when I asked her and didn't answer me."
Dean bit his lip to stop himself from bursting into laughter.
"Okay, then what about –?"
"Doctor Who!" Cas' eyes lit up when Dean scrolled past an icon. "I watched a little of it with Sam and Rose! Can we watch it, Dean? Please?"
Dean was about to groan – he'd watched it with Sam before and it was good but it wasn't the best show out there – but Cas was looking up at him with the cutest pleading look on his face ever. He was smiling hopefully, his hair was messy, his head was tilted and his bright blue eyes were lighting up and begging and shining and dammit, why did he have to look like such an adorable puppy?
"Damn you! Why do you have to be so goddamn adorable?" Dean growled, grabbing Cas' face and smashing their lips together. He nipped and licked at Cas' lips, all the while keeping his eyes open so that he could keep looking at his angel's puppy-like eyes. He could feel Little Dean becoming excited but he ruthlessly ignored his small companion – he and Cas were having a movie night, not a workout night! However, a confusing form of overwhelming love and aggression had bloomed in him and he couldn't help but continue to kiss his angel senseless.
A little while later, Dean had somehow ended up on Cas with his hands tangled in Cas' black hair, kissing him slowly and sensually and only pausing at times to suck in more air. Cas was happily participating, clutching Dean's shoulders through his T-shirt and pulling him closer while tangling their legs together. This, Dean thought, was the best way to spend a night: making out with his angel, with no pressure or expectations for anything more. He'd never had that with any of his one-night stands but Cas was different. And he loved it!