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169. Naked
Dean got what was probably the best surprise of his life when he walked into his room after trying (and failing) to fix the damn A/C and found Cas spread on their bed, stark naked.
"I – uh – wow –" he (very intelligently) said. Cas gave him a look that was half amused, half irritated.
"It's too hot," Cas complained. "Did you fix the air conditioner?"
"Nope. I need some more tools but I ain't going out there now."
"Why not? I'm dying! I never had to experience heat like this when I had my grace!"
"Don't be a drama queen, Cas. And there's no way I'm going out there when I've got this in front of me."
He gestured to Cas. His angel gave him an exasperated look as he quickly began to strip out of his clothes.
"We are not having sex, Dean. I'll probably overheat before you can give me any amount of pleasure."
"I'm with ya on that. Do you really think that little of me that you expect me to jump you whenever you're naked?"
"Yes."
Dean scowled at that but still crawled onto the bed with Cas. He closed his eyes, groaning, and resigned himself to slowly boiling in the heat – although it probably wouldn't be so bad so long as Cas was with him. Someone else to suffer as well and all that.