Title: Tell Me That You'll (Open Your Eyes)
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,070 words
Summary: "Dean, look at me," Castiel's voice whispered soft and low in Dean's ears, dragging a curl of pleasure down Dean's spine at the sound alone.
Notes: This is quite possibly the most sappy, embarrassing shit I have ever written. I feel horrified on Dean's behalf. I feel horrified on my behalf. There is only one path this fic leads down, and that is one of ruination. You have been warned. I actually wrote most of this to Undisclosed Desires, which is my Castiel/Dean theme song right now, but for the content, it may as well have been Open Your Eyes. Written for
shirozora for a personal exchange. (
shirozora, I can only apologize for this.) This fic's handwaving moment brought to you by: the whole vessel and consent issue. I really do have Jimmy fic in the works and fic dealing with the possible loss of Jimmy between Castiel's last scene in S4 & his first scene of S5, but this isn't any of those fic. You can choose your own handwaving explanation (from: Jimmy never existed and Castiel's vessel is his own, lalala, to: Castiel woke up without him), but for the purposes of this fic, he is not a factor. Alternate links on Dreamwidth and AO3.
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( 'Dean, look at me,' Castiel's voice whispered soft and low in Dean's ears, dragging a curl of pleasure down Dean's spine at the sound alone. )
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,070 words
Summary: "Dean, look at me," Castiel's voice whispered soft and low in Dean's ears, dragging a curl of pleasure down Dean's spine at the sound alone.
Notes: This is quite possibly the most sappy, embarrassing shit I have ever written. I feel horrified on Dean's behalf. I feel horrified on my behalf. There is only one path this fic leads down, and that is one of ruination. You have been warned. I actually wrote most of this to Undisclosed Desires, which is my Castiel/Dean theme song right now, but for the content, it may as well have been Open Your Eyes. Written for
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( 'Dean, look at me,' Castiel's voice whispered soft and low in Dean's ears, dragging a curl of pleasure down Dean's spine at the sound alone. )