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#edit: omg just realised b has a fic like this i FORGOR BUT ANYWAY YOU SHOULD READ THAT AO3@AreYouReady
hauntedpearl · 1 year
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Prompt Day 1: Dream
(for @starcrosseddeancas' event. went slightly over the word limit I'm so sorry oop!)
Castiel knows this is a dream, because Dean is here. Dean is smiling up at him, lopsided and bright, chest heaving, naked, eyes dark and bright.
Dean is here and he is pulling the skin of Castiel's shoulder between his teeth, his fingers curled into the hair at the nape of his neck, matted and sweaty. He is arching his back, a sigh slipping between their mouths, catching in Castiel's throat.
Dean is here, and he is looming over Castiel, knees on either side of his thighs, a hand on his chest, something glinting in the other, words like smoke and whiskey in the air, I got you, I got you, I got you, as he plunges, and deep, and Castiel groans, looks down, at the mess of his skin, gouged and carved, at the blood spilling down Dean's wrist, at his own angel blade, a cork in his belly.
Dean pushes in, in, in, and the world goes white.
Castiel gasps.
His eyes fly open.
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