[ For that single moment, it's as if they're really connected. Like the last several years hadn't been a strain on either of them, like they hadn't skipped the important details and were friends again. The touch speaks volumes in itself, Castiel unconsciously finding himself pressing into it and wanting more. He's always wanted Dean's approval, for the other man to see him. Useful, necessary. It's a threatening contrast to the minutes past, neck burning with the pressure of fingers intent on harming.
He sucks in a breath and hovers there, uncertain what to do with himself until Dean's pushing to get him off.
It's his cue to move, shifting so they're no longer touching, and the moment is gone. Something else that will remain unspoken between them, he's sure, and as he listens to Dean move, dust himself off, he focuses on the task that lies before them. It's different than trapping the devil and killing him now, more complex than he could ever imagine it being and needing-- Well, Castiel doesn't know, and his hand comes up to gingerly feel the bruises beginning to form, the lingering gentleness of something else. ]
Are you in?
[ His voice is rough, almost a whisper. He doesn't look at him, still on his knees after moving. ]
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Date: 2014-02-25 08:36 pm (UTC)He sucks in a breath and hovers there, uncertain what to do with himself until Dean's pushing to get him off.
It's his cue to move, shifting so they're no longer touching, and the moment is gone. Something else that will remain unspoken between them, he's sure, and as he listens to Dean move, dust himself off, he focuses on the task that lies before them. It's different than trapping the devil and killing him now, more complex than he could ever imagine it being and needing-- Well, Castiel doesn't know, and his hand comes up to gingerly feel the bruises beginning to form, the lingering gentleness of something else. ]
Are you in?
[ His voice is rough, almost a whisper. He doesn't look at him, still on his knees after moving. ]