Holy shit *bows before you* You, my dear, win at life! This was absolutely fantastic! I have not enjoyed a fic this much in a long, long time. What a wonderful treat! You wrote it so well and so...what's the word...so "in character" with both of them, even though we'd never actually see them shooting the breeze together...but you've done just that! You've articulated so well that I can see and hear it all so clearly in my head! It's fantastic!
“Why did you do that?” Dean shrugs. “Just messing around.” “I do not understand.” “Yeah, I get that,” Dean mutters. “Is this a problem?” Dean frowns. It’s not a problem, not really. “No…just…don’t angels ever…play?” Castiel frowns as well, face almost mimicking Dean’s. “Play?” --- This was the first to catch my eye. Such innocent conversation. You got them both so well!
"“Never mind. We’ll work on expressions later.” Castiel nods seriously, as though these lessons will be an important part of his life in the future." --- Perfect! You nailed it here! Love this <3333
"“People need to be touched,” Dean says, because he can’t figure out how to explain to an angel that sometimes he just needs to fuck. “Do you not touch Sam?”" --- I cracked up so damn hard when I read this. Holy crap! This is fucking hilarious xDDD Oh Cas!
"He gently takes Castiel’s hand and slides it into his jeans, over his shorts, pressing it against his cock and showing Castiel how to palm it, to rub his hand along the length as it fills with blood." --- *flails around while drooling*
"But he’s never been the sort to leave someone hanging, so he slowly pushes Castiel onto his back and opens his trousers, sliding a hand inside and taking Castiel’s cock into a tight grip. Dean fucks to feel alive." --- Oh my! There is a god =D *fans self* HOT HOT HOT! The thought of Dean pushing him like that does bad things to me *grins*
"He can’t help looking up at Castiel’s face. He wants to know what an angel looks like when he comes. It’s beautiful. Castiel’s face hides nothing, he holds nothing back, and Dean wishes he could remember the first time he came, probably in a hotel room just like this. He wonders if his face ever looked that open, that beautiful." --- Absolutely gorgeous! This imagery wins! My favorite moment in the fic, regardless of what's actually going on =P You wrote it so nicely...the language and word choice is lovely! Beautiful just like Dean thinks =)
And lastly, I love how you worked in “Password” with the flow of the fic! Very creative and unique. I worked so well with everything♥
I am soooo adding this to my memories and favorites! Exceptional job!
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Date: 2008-12-16 05:57 am (UTC)“Why did you do that?”
Dean shrugs. “Just messing around.”
“I do not understand.”
“Yeah, I get that,” Dean mutters.
“Is this a problem?”
Dean frowns. It’s not a problem, not really. “No…just…don’t angels ever…play?”
Castiel frowns as well, face almost mimicking Dean’s. “Play?”
--- This was the first to catch my eye. Such innocent conversation. You got them both so well!
"“Never mind. We’ll work on expressions later.”
Castiel nods seriously, as though these lessons will be an important part of his life in the future."
--- Perfect! You nailed it here! Love this <3333
"“People need to be touched,” Dean says, because he can’t figure out how to explain to an angel that sometimes he just needs to fuck.
“Do you not touch Sam?”"
--- I cracked up so damn hard when I read this. Holy crap! This is fucking hilarious xDDD Oh Cas!
"He gently takes Castiel’s hand and slides it into his jeans, over his shorts, pressing it against his cock and showing Castiel how to palm it, to rub his hand along the length as it fills with blood."
--- *flails around while drooling*
"But he’s never been the sort to leave someone hanging, so he slowly pushes Castiel onto his back and opens his trousers, sliding a hand inside and taking Castiel’s cock into a tight grip.
Dean fucks to feel alive."
--- Oh my! There is a god =D *fans self* HOT HOT HOT! The thought of Dean pushing him like that does bad things to me *grins*
"He can’t help looking up at Castiel’s face. He wants to know what an angel looks like when he comes.
It’s beautiful. Castiel’s face hides nothing, he holds nothing back, and Dean wishes he could remember the first time he came, probably in a hotel room just like this. He wonders if his face ever looked that open, that beautiful."
--- Absolutely gorgeous! This imagery wins! My favorite moment in the fic, regardless of what's actually going on =P You wrote it so nicely...the language and word choice is lovely! Beautiful just like Dean thinks =)
And lastly, I love how you worked in “Password” with the flow of the fic! Very creative and unique. I worked so well with everything♥
I am soooo adding this to my memories and favorites! Exceptional job!