Wow, this was absolutely divine. This is something I've been dying for...you wrote it so perfectly; so beautifully; so exquisitely. I'm so moved I'm wiping tears! I commend you for writing such a gorgeous piece!
“Uriel said you ‘like’ me.” “He did?” A flicker of something moves across Castiel’s face. Dean thinks it might be surprise. ~ I am hoping and praying for a moment like this! Thank you so much for writing it! I think it's relevent and important =)
"He keeps staring. When did he become the booty call of choice for angels everywhere? If Uriel hits him up next, he’s going to seriously contemplate therapy of some sort." ~ *gigglesnort* That's the funniest thing I've read in a long time! Love this thought xD
"He leans across the car to kiss Castiel, meaning it to be quick, hard, messy, but Castiel’s face is soft, his eyes wide, and Dean finds himself cupping the back of Castiel’s head in his hand, nudging their noses together, kissing him gently." ~ Squee! I love this detail...this action of Dean. It's touching and heartwarming!
"…and Dean is almost surprised to see that Castiel’s pupils are dilated. If he didn’t think angels weren’t capable, he’d swear Castiel had lust in his eyes." ~ Mmmm...love this line a lot! I love nice little details like these ;)
"Castiel seems frozen above him, breath caught in his chest, dark eyes on Dean’s, as if he’s not sure what happens next, doesn’t know if what Dean is about to do will hurt him or be the most amazing thing he’s ever felt, and when Dean’s hand brushes over his erection, Castiel lets out his breath so fast it’s almost a sob. He grabs Dean’s wrist and presses Dean’s palm hard against his groin, rocking against the pressure." ~ OH MY GOD! This image...what a sight! So beautiful, yet so provocative!
"“It is…hot,” Castiel murmurs, running his hand over the skin. Dean bites back a moan as Castiel bends down for a closer look. He sniffs, dragging the tip of his nose along the length of Dean’s cock. When he gets to the tip, he slides a finger through the clear liquid seeping out, and Dean gasps, breath coming in pants. Castiel brings his finger to his mouth and flicks his tongue over it, and it should be absolutely filthy, but it isn’t. There’s a curious sort of innocence about Castiel, and while his actions are undoubtedly arousing, there is nothing remotely perverse about them." ~ *thud then explodes* Holy...*flails around* This is...epicly hot! Another great detail I loved...Castiel would take note of such things...take the time to explore in wonder...excellent!
"It would be easier for them both, but he can’t look away from Castiel’s eyes." ~ This is the beginning of my end...oh my goodness, just the idea of it...we know what you mean Dean♥
"He lets Castiel hold him for what feels like hours, trying not to relax into him, trying not to let Castiel see how much he needs this part of it now, how much he needs to be touched by someone who knows who he is, what he became." ~ That's it...you are AMAZING! What a phenomenal end to a masterful fic! I completely adored it! Fantastic job! *hugs them both and you*
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Date: 2009-01-12 05:17 am (UTC)“Uriel said you ‘like’ me.”
“He did?” A flicker of something moves across Castiel’s face. Dean thinks it might be surprise.
~ I am hoping and praying for a moment like this! Thank you so much for writing it! I think it's relevent and important =)
"He keeps staring. When did he become the booty call of choice for angels everywhere? If Uriel hits him up next, he’s going to seriously contemplate therapy of some sort."
~ *gigglesnort* That's the funniest thing I've read in a long time! Love this thought xD
"He leans across the car to kiss Castiel, meaning it to be quick, hard, messy, but Castiel’s face is soft, his eyes wide, and Dean finds himself cupping the back of Castiel’s head in his hand, nudging their noses together, kissing him gently."
~ Squee! I love this detail...this action of Dean. It's touching and heartwarming!
"…and Dean is almost surprised to see that Castiel’s pupils are dilated. If he didn’t think angels weren’t capable, he’d swear Castiel had lust in his eyes."
~ Mmmm...love this line a lot! I love nice little details like these ;)
"Castiel seems frozen above him, breath caught in his chest, dark eyes on Dean’s, as if he’s not sure what happens next, doesn’t know if what Dean is about to do will hurt him or be the most amazing thing he’s ever felt, and when Dean’s hand brushes over his erection, Castiel lets out his breath so fast it’s almost a sob. He grabs Dean’s wrist and presses Dean’s palm hard against his groin, rocking against the pressure."
~ OH MY GOD! This image...what a sight! So beautiful, yet so provocative!
"“It is…hot,” Castiel murmurs, running his hand over the skin.
Dean bites back a moan as Castiel bends down for a closer look. He sniffs, dragging the tip of his nose along the length of Dean’s cock. When he gets to the tip, he slides a finger through the clear liquid seeping out, and Dean gasps, breath coming in pants. Castiel brings his finger to his mouth and flicks his tongue over it, and it should be absolutely filthy, but it isn’t. There’s a curious sort of innocence about Castiel, and while his actions are undoubtedly arousing, there is nothing remotely perverse about them."
~ *thud then explodes* Holy...*flails around* This is...epicly hot! Another great detail I loved...Castiel would take note of such things...take the time to explore in wonder...excellent!
"It would be easier for them both, but he can’t look away from Castiel’s eyes."
~ This is the beginning of my end...oh my goodness, just the idea of it...we know what you mean Dean♥
"He lets Castiel hold him for what feels like hours, trying not to relax into him, trying not to let Castiel see how much he needs this part of it now, how much he needs to be touched by someone who knows who he is, what he became."
~ That's it...you are AMAZING! What a phenomenal end to a masterful fic! I completely adored it! Fantastic job! *hugs them both and you*
*adds to memories*