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155. Ass
"Why did Sam have to put this book so high up?" Cas grumbled, standing on his toes to try and reach it. Dean didn't answer, instead eyeing up the small bit of skin that was exposed from his angel's shirt riding up. He licked his lips, imagining laying Cas down on their bed (or the table – that worked too) and kissing all over his torso and around the waistband of his pants, teasing him and building up until he finally got those damn pants off –
"Dean! Are you listening?" Cas snapped. Dean blinked.
"What? Sorry, Cas."
Cas scowled at him.
"No, you're not. You're never sorry for not listening."
"Can I help it?" Dean said. "Your shirt was riding up. I was just imagining what I wanted to do to that bit of skin. You'd do the same to me."
Cas flushed pink but didn't say anything, though his face softened. Dean grinned in mental victory.
"I suppose I can forgive you, then," Cas said primly. He turned back to the shelves to look for another book, while Dean returned to browsing on his laptop and looking at Cas out of the corner of his eye in case he got another nice view.
He wasn't disappointed.
"And now the bottom shelf," Cas muttered, bending down to retrieve another book. "Whoever organised these shelves should be smote."
Dean felt himself begin to heat up at the sight of his angel's ass in those slacks and his blood promptly began to pour south. He shifted, trying to get rid of the boner that was slowly emerging and tightening his pants, but it wasn't working.
"Dammit," he muttered. He stood up, crossed over to Cas, grabbed him and turned him around. Cas let out a surprised exclamation that was quickly swallowed by Dean's hungry kiss.
"Dean – what –"
"You're stressing too much," Dean grinned, stroking Cas' cheek. Cas closed his eyes and leaned into the touch, purring softly. "C'mon. Lemme help you relax for a bit."
"Only if you carry me there," Cas shot back. Dean grinned, bent down and swept Cas into his arms, making sure that his hand was strategically placed on his husband's ass. Cas smiled and wrapped his arms around Dean's neck, nuzzling into his collar and pressing kisses to Dean's skin.
"Deal."