Castiel.

- hues fluttered, his shoulders rolled forward ever so slightly, focused solely on the pleasure received from @FuckedHunter's mouth.

- hitched. Nervosity was slowly pushed aside, and it was evident as Castiel placed a hand on the back of @FuckedHunter's head. Crystal -

- relent. His growing length twitched under the light kisses @FuckedHunter pressed to his shaft, and as a result, Castiel's breath -

- overwhelming. Each kiss sent a current through the angel, causing his entire face to heat and pinken; @FuckedHunter's gaze wouldn't -

As Castiel watched @FuckedHunter execute these adept actions of seduction, his mouth fell agape, and the sensation of his lips was -

- satisfaction of watching him back away from the situation like a coward. [@FuckedHunter]

- his head in order to look @FuckedHunter in the eye. Unwavering, he voiced his decision. “I'm sure.” Castiel wouldn't give Dean the -

- exposing it. Instead, Cas displayed an undaunted demeanor as @FuckedHunter neared, positioned directly in front of him. He had to crane -

The vile smirk @FuckedHunter displayed both frightened and allured the angel. Intimidated, he was, but Castiel refused the permission of -

- appeased.” Flying had that sort of effect on humans. Oops. [@FuckedHunter]

- found them.” Cas outstretched a hand to @FuckedHunter. “Hold on. I apologize for the consequences this will bring. Your bowels won't be -

- before vanishing in a soundless rush of wings. It took only thirty seconds, and the angel appeared before @FuckedHunter again. “I've -

- There was a silence as Castiel averted his undivided attention into locating the two others for @FuckedHunter. “Stay here…” He ordered -

- settled over his dainty shoulders, and sat there, unwavering, and the weight only accumulating as the days coursed by. -@FuckedHunter

- ordered to cease the existence of his brethren. Fellow angels… His brothers and his sisters… /Family/. A great weight - @FuckedHunter

- watch over Sam and Bobby as well.” Whilst @FuckedHunter was absent, down yonder in the fiery grasp of The Pit, Castiel was righteously -

“We /can/ see everything, @FuckedHunter, but it doesn't mean I have time to. I've been consumed with my duties; I haven't had time to -

- to @FuckedHunter on occasion. “Demonstrate.”

- could an agreement hurt? Uneasy, however, the angel curled his arms over his petite chest, his blue orbs only flickering - @FuckedHunter

“Then…” Castiel trailed off, unable to complete the sentence for a short fragment of time. @FuckedHunter seemed so nonchalant; What -