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231. Car
"Come on, Cas!" Dean said in exasperation. "We promised Charlie we'd be there to get the kids ten minutes ago!"
Suddenly, someone grabbed his shoulders and spun him around roughly. Dean raised a leg to knee his attacker but faltered when he saw that it was Cas, who simply took advantage of this split second of hesitation to shove Dean against the hood of Baby and pin him there.
"What the hell, man?"
"Correct me if I'm wrong but you took control last night, did you not?" Cas growled. His low, gravelly voice made Dean shiver and this was only made worse by the fact that Cas was taking control and bits of his former angel of the Lord self were gleaming in his eyes.
"Yeah? So what?" Dean grunted, trying to shift and relieve the pressure down south. "You know you liked it when I pounded into you, angel."
Cas raised the 'dom' eyebrow. Dean melted back against the Impala's hood, knowing that he wasn't getting out of this one when his angel was in this mood.
"You seem to forget that I was an angel once. A warrior of God." One of Cas' hands wrapped around the base of Dean's throat carefully – hard enough to hold Dean in place but not nearly hard enough to choke him. His other hand raked through Dean's hair and yanked, pulling Dean's head up.
"C-Cas? What –"
Cas shushed him with a forceful kiss.
"I think you need to be reminded that you don't control me," he murmured, his lips not even leaving Dean's as he drew back to take a breath. "What do you think, Dean?"
Dean tried to speak but Cas gently bit his collar, so all he could do was let out an embarrassingly long, loud moan and sag back against the car. Cas' triumphant, glittering eyes erased the last of any conscious thoughts he may have had after that.
When they showed up at Charlie's an hour later with rumpled clothes, messy hair and guilty expressions, the redhead just shook her head with a disgusted look and muttered, "I don't even want to know."