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pumpkinspicedeancas · 2 days ago
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strawberry kisses
Kiss #19 - One person stopping a kiss to ask “Do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss.
For @jactingjoices 1k followers celebration, prompt: “I told you so”
50 types of kisses collection. Also posted on ao3.
"Did you know strawberries are considered an aphrodisiac?" Cas asked, materializing next to Dean at the kitchen counter.
Dean swore under his breath, the box of opened strawberries clattering against the steel counter as the fruits rolled out in every direction. "Goddammit Cas. Where the hell did you come from?" Dean said, turning around sharply to face Cas.
Dean could've sworn he was alone in the kitchen just five seconds ago. How had Cas managed to sneak up on him like that?
"Sam said you were in here cooking. I thought I'd offer my assistance."
"By sneaking up on me? Yeah, that's helpful," Dean muttered, head spinning as Cas' mention of the ulterior motive of the fruit he'd been about to use bounced around in his head.
"What are you using the strawberries for?" Cas asked, hand reaching out to pick up the fruit that had rolled all the way to the other end of the counter. And dammit all to Hell, now Dean was extremely aware of Cas' hands; the way those long fingers wrapped around each individual strawberry, collecting them in his open palm one by one before turning back to Dean with his hand outstretched.
Oh, how Dean wanted to knock the strawberries right out of Cas' hand and bring those fingers up to his lips and-
Shit.
Maybe strawberries really were an aphrodisiac.
"Dean?"
"Hmm?" Dean startled, almost dropping the box of fruit for a second time. "Oh I- um, strawberry shortcake. Jack wanted to try one this morning but when I suggested getting one from the store he gave me that sad puppy-dog expression that I think he learned from Sam. So now I gotta try to bake one."
Cas nodded, stepping away from the kitchen counter to start shucking off his trenchcoat. Dean dropped the box of strawberries onto the floor.
“What are you doing?” Dean asked, and oh God, Cas without his trenchcoat was almost sinful. Did the angel know that seeing him without the trenchcoat was almost like seeing Cas naked? Striped bare with his forearms exposed as he rolled up his sleeves.
Screw the strawberries. Dean was pretty sure his knees were about to give out and he was going to end up on the floor, too.
“Helping you make this cake. Isn’t it customary to wear an apron while baking?” Cas asked, motioning to the spare apron Dean had found at a thrift store a couple weeks ago.
Except Dean wasn’t paying attention to the apron. Not when his eyes were glued to Cas’ body.
Cas tilted his head, expression puzzled as he searched Dean’s expression. “Did I do something wrong?” he asked a moment later. “I can leave if you don’t want me to bake with-”
“No! No. Stay, Cas,” Dean said, shaking his head to clear the lingering thoughts as he bent down to pick up the box of strawberries. “You just surprised me, that was all.”
Cas smiled, plucking the strawberries from Dean’s hands and setting them safely on the counter. “I like surprising you.”
There was something so simple about that statement. The way Cas almost leaned into Dean’s space as he said it; earnest and honest.
And it should’ve been a sentimental moment.
If Dean’s head wasn’t still stuck on the first thing Cas had said when he’d appeared in the room.
“The um- what you said earlier. About the strawberries. Is that just when you eat them?” Dean asked, inching closer towards Cas.
Cas cocked his head, blinking a couple times in surprise at the turn of the conversation, but he seemed willing to entertain Dean’s curiosity. “Some people say it’s an aphrodisiac to eat them. Some people say just seeing them in the vicinity of someone you’re attracted to is enough to feel the effects.”
“Yeah, I’d believe that,” Dean muttered, eyes darting down to Cas’ lips and lingering.
“Dean.” There was something about the way Cas said his name. Soft and intrigued; reverent and breathy.
Screw it.
Dean could always blame the strawberries… right?
Leaning in, Dean darted his gaze up to Cas’ eyes, and then back down to the angel’s lips. Cas shuddered, closing the gap until they were millimeters apart; his hand settling on Dean’s hip.
Dean hesitated, lips ghosting against Cas’; giving Cas a chance to pull away. “Cas,” he murmured; quiet, desperate, yearning.
Cas pushed forward, catching Dean’s mouth with his own.
Oh God.
It felt like Heaven. Felt like sheer bliss.
Dean moved his mouth against Cas’, and Cas let out a gasp of pleasure.
Oh yes.
Shifting his hands, Dean tugged at Cas’ suit jacket, pulling Cas closer, closer, closer. Their lips collided and melded together, kisses quickly morphing into something desperate and deep.
Dean licked across Cas’ lower lip, stuttering out a breath when Cas opened his mouth for him. And then their tongues were darting against each other; teasing hot brushes that had Dean feeling dizzy with desire.
And then Cas was pulling away, breaking the kiss with a shaky breath, and Dean felt like the world was spinning. But Cas’ hands tightened on Dean’s waist, moving to press firmly against his lower back. “Dean. Do you want to do this?” Cas asked.
Dear God.
Cas’ voice sounded even deeper than normal. As if just by kissing the angel had wrecked his vocal cords.
How could Cas even be asking a question like that? Had Dean not made it clear enough in the way he’d kissed Cas?
Oh, now that just wouldn’t do.
Forgoing words, Dean wrapped a hand around Cas’ tie and yanked him back in, chasing Cas’ mouth into a kiss even more passionate than the last one. Deep and slow, he slipped his tongue into Cas’ mouth and kissed him with every last ounce of yearning he felt. Everything felt slow and hazy, kisses merging from one to the next; pressed against the cool metal counter as Dean slowly memorized the feel of Cas’ mouth tangled with his own.
“Was that answer enough for you?” Dean asked against Cas’ lips, refusing to break the kiss as he kept their lips brushing against each other.
Cas hummed, stealing a couple quick chaste kisses before lingering on the next kiss. “I told you so. Strawberries are an aphrodisiac.”
“Shut up and kiss me again,” Dean said, tugging Cas against him until they were kissing again, laughing against each other’s mouths.
Talking of strawberries though, maybe Dean should sneak one of those into the kisses? Would Cas’ mouth taste even sweeter if they passed a strawberry back and forth between their lips?
Maybe strawberries really were an aphrodisiac. Or maybe it was the image of the strawberries in Cas’ hands. Oh yes. Dean’s own personal aphrodisiac.
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achillestiel · 7 hours ago
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“I’m there now”
“Yeah I get that”
“I’m gonna hang up now”
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buckspooked · 4 hours ago
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buddie + dad rock 9/? | (Everything I Do) I Do It For You, Bryan Adams | love letters
for @eddiesbuckaroo (also requested by @lovingherwasgay!)! happy birthday leah!!! 💜✨🤠
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bellamyblakru · a day ago
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i can feel you take control of who i am and all i've ever known. loving you's the antidote. golden, you're so golden. would you believe it?
for my beautiful wife @its-hyperfixation​
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creeepycas · 2 months ago
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𝕕𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕝 + 𝕗𝕒𝕞𝕠𝕦𝕤 𝕞𝕠𝕧𝕚𝕖 𝕔𝕠𝕦𝕡𝕝𝕖𝕤
✨ for parallelsnatural ✨
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seraphcastiel · 3 months ago
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SCOOBYNATURAL 2: ELECTRIC BOOGALOO team free will runs into a few familiar faces while on their long-awaited beach vacation, but spooky island gets a whole lot spookier when jack and scooby doo suddenly disappear....
⋙ for @avaarts, happy birthday ava! ❤️
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spookyrowenas · a month ago
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obsessed with the fact that dean is this really hot dude and people know it, they notice that first, and cas is over here throwing heart eyes at him for completely different reasons, just like his soul is so beautiful. he’s humanity in its purest form. i want to give him a home
and at the same time cas is this all-powerful celestial eldritch monster and most people are kind of afraid of him at first, and dean is just in awe but for completely different reasons, just like he’s so silly and hot and dorky and great. he’s my favorite person. i wanna kiss him on the mouth
like they both have primary assets that others take notice of first—and not to say that cas doesn’t appreciate dean’s physical appearance or that dean doesn’t appreciate cas’s power—but that’s not what they really care about
they’re both used to being objectified, being assets, for different reasons, but they find someone who loves who they are. in each other
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bellamyblakru · 3 hours ago
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happy birthday to the kid who made me realize that having a sister doesn’t mean only in blood. little one, today is your day. you are so beautiful, inside and outside, loving, caring, sweet, compassionate, smart, and brave. it continues being an honor to talk to you. you never fail to make me smile, and, because of you, i finally believe i am capable to being someone i only dreamed of being. so, here is to another year of me watching you grow into one of the most talented and loveliest humans i’ve ever known. i don't know who i would be without you. i love you, trav. keep being you. @chaotic-trav
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