Fic: Breathless and Intoxicated on Triumph (Dean/Castiel, NC-17)

[tracy_loo_who]

Last one, you guys. Sappiest one yet, I think, but I'm just glad I got it done before tomorrow. (OMGOMGOMG TOMORROW!!) Thank you so, so much to everyone who's ever commented on one of my fics -- you guys are what keeps this utter amateur writing. ♥♥♥

Title: Breathless and Intoxicated on Triumph
Pairing: Dean/Castiel
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: ~1,700
Notes: This is an outtake from Where All Paths Lead, though it can be read as a stand-alone PWPish thing. For darksilvercat, who requested a series of porny one-shots based on part of that fic. This is the fourth and last.
Summary: It will happen everywhere: against the wall (hard and fast), in Dean's car (quiet enough so Sam won't hear from the motel), on a grassy hill that wouldn't still be there if it weren't for them (breathless and intoxicated on triumph), in the ruins of a town they fail to save (dirty and desperate).


See that angel over there? Yeah, the one smiting evil without so much as dirtying his ridiculous trench coat. He's mine. The battle is over, but as Castiel stands alone on the hill watching Dean help disoriented victims below, he lets those words wash over him again. Through him. Who would have thought that the love of a mortal could empower an angel in the same way that God's love can? Just as his Father's blessing gave Castiel the strength to dive into the heart of Hell's fires, so Dean's words fueled Castiel's grace and made it burn bright enough that he could draw a Devil's Trap into the sky with clouds. His vessel is unchanged but Castiel himself is bigger now, brighter and more glorious and terrifying to behold than ever, if only Dean could stand to look upon him. But he can't, so Castiel remains in this human form and waits for him, marvels at him.

When the last survivor wanders off, Dean turns and looks up at Castiel and gives him a lopsided, triumphant grin. There is a bloody gash on his cheek that must hurt considering the size of his grin, and as he comes up the hill, Castiel reaches a hand out to heal it as he always does after a battle. But Dean catches his wrist and pulls him into an embrace instead. It's loose and kind of awkward because they haven't done this before -- hug just for the sake of hugging -- and Castiel's nose gets smushed against Dean's shoulder, but he figures it out quickly enough. Tilts his head up until his chin is resting on Dean's shoulder instead and tentatively circles Dean's body with his arms. Dean is still a little breathless, still vibrating from adrenaline, and he feels very alive against Castiel. It feels, for lack of a better word, good, this moment of shared victory and camaraderie. Comfortable. Strangely intimate.

After a too-short moment Dean laughs once and pulls away, eyes shining green and positively glowing at Castiel. Neither of them drop their arms to let go completely. "You did it, Cas," he breathes, and Castiel thinks he sounds awed, actually. "You were amazing. Terrifying, even."

"We did it," Castiel corrects him, but he can't help a small, almost stunned smile under all that naked adoration. Dean adores him, it's written into every line of his face, and Castiel can't stop looking. "It was because you -- I heard you."

"Heard me?" Dean doesn't get it.

"You called me yours."

"Oh." And suddenly Dean looks down, looks bashful. "Well, I mean, I needed to buy some time, scare him a bit, that bastard could easily have--"

Castiel quiets him with a finger to his lips, and then follows up by pressing his own lips to Dean's. It's okay, says the way Castiel's hand comes up to heal the gash anyway. It's true, says the way his body fits perfectly against Dean's when he leans in. His gestures are meant to relax Dean, but Dean only gets more breathless. His lips part to let a breath out and to let Castiel's tongue in.

"Still," he insists in between kissing Castiel, in between winding fingers into Castiel's hair. "The cloud and the mass exorcism -- all you. God, Cas, I could listen to you speak Latin over the screaming wind and the screaming demons for hours."

"Of course, you're human, and anyway it doesn't take that long," Castiel points out, not quite following and a little distracted now.

"No, I mean." And Dean laughs against Castiel's lips, licks them playfully. "You, Latin. Standing there and smiting things with all the fury of Heaven. Fuck me."

Castiel is startled enough to pull away. "You want me to... What does my reciting exorcism spells in Latin have to do with sex?"

Dean's mouth follows his own and he nips at Castiel's lips before his tongue slides between them. "Everything. Fuck me."

Humans are complicated creatures indeed, Castiel decides, but he isn't about to deny Dean anything, least of all this. Not when they're suddenly both so hard already. His "ridiculous trench coat" is the first to go, followed by his tie, but Dean stops him there because he wants to unbutton Castiel's shirt himself. He does so with uncharacteristic slowness, and there is no struggling this time, no shoving and fighting each other and desperate noises. Just shallow breaths and the careful, almost reverent way Dean strips him, and when Castiel finally stands naked in the grass, Dean's dark gaze rakes his body up and down. Castiel's skin tingles wherever Dean's eyes linger.

He steps forward and deftly relieves Dean of his clothing, too (he is getting good at this, he thinks), and then he says, "Dean." It's an unspoken question.

"Cas," Dean replies, an unspoken answer, and Castiel's strong arms are around him, lowering him to the grass. He settles on top of Dean and their lips meet in a wet, open-mouthed kiss. Oil, Castiel remembers, and then his finger is coated in it and he nudges at Dean's entrance. There's some resistance, but he applies pressure, and it slides in to a small moan from Dean that reverberates in Castiel's mouth.

He is gentle because the last thing he wants to do is hurt this man before him who has already been hurt by the world so much, but Dean squirms beneath him impatiently. "Come on, Cas, I'm not gonna break."

"I know, but--"

"I'll be alright," Dean insists. He rolls onto his side and grabs Castiel's wrist to pull him up against his back. "Trust me. Fuck me."

Castiel does trust him, and he does that other thing, too, presses the head of his slick cock against that tight ring of muscle until it gives way and Castiel is inside Dean and it's so, so, so tight. Dean lifts his leg a little, lets Castiel in deeper, and the pleasure is so blinding Castiel has to squeeze his eyes shut against it. He holds still like that for a moment, almost clinging to Dean's back, until Dean takes Castiel's hand and wraps it around his own cock and wiggles back into him. Castiel's hips jerk and he can't stop, after that, can't stop pulling out and sinking back in (into Dean), over and over again, can't stop moaning, can't stop moving against and around and inside Dean because surely, surely this is what God created them both for.

Dean can't stop either -- one arm reaches behind to loop around Castiel's neck and his head falls back onto Castiel's shoulder as he arches and writhes between Castiel's hand and cock, as if he can never decide whether he wants to thrust forward or shove back. He is moaning a constant litany of yes and then Cas and God, as if the two are one and the same in his mind, and it's blasphemous but it only makes Castiel squeeze tighter and thrust deeper, anything to hear more of it. Dean doesn't stop until his body tenses impossibly around Castiel's cock for that one moment before lets out a last "Oh, Cas," and comes into his hand, pulsing and squirming and squirming some more.

It drags Castiel's orgasm from his body by force, and he muffles his own moan against Dean's shoulder as he spills inside him, into him, and Castiel thinks that maybe a little bit of his own essence flows into Dean's body along with his vessel's come. He doesn't let go of Dean even after the bliss passes and leaves them both panting and boneless in the grass, but to his mild disappointment, his cock slides out by itself when it softens.

Dean shifts, rolls into Castiel until he is on his back, and gives him a dazed smile. "Fucking incredible," he declares, and Castiel is inclined to agree, but he says nothing, only drapes a wing over Dean when he shivers against the breeze that cools his sweat.

They lay like that for awhile, both so reluctant to move, until Dean asks absently, "So where the hell did Sam and Ruby go? I saw them take off with my baby in the middle of the friggin' fight."

"I told your brother to get his demon out of here before she got caught by my spell. She was hurt." Castiel pauses and looks down at him. "I also told him nothing would happen to you under my watch. Shall I go find them?"

"Nah," Dean replies, and turns into Castiel even more. "Stay here."

So Castiel stays, and watches Dean watch the sky.

Dean says slowly, "His demon. His," tasting the word on the tip of his tongue. He glances at Castiel. "So you're..." He trails off, but Castiel doesn't finish for him. He meets Dean's gaze and waits for Dean to say it himself, out loud. It takes awhile, but eventually Dean finishes, not quite looking at Castiel and so softly a human would miss it, "mine." Then his eyes dart up to blue ones, filled with so much uncertainty that Castiel dips his head in a nod. Dean looks relieved-awed-surprised-hopeful-scared as he thinks on this for a moment, then says, "But you're God's."

Castiel lifts one shoulder in a shrug. "True, I am His as well, but I don't know how many freckles there are on God's face."

One of Dean's eyebrows quirk and he looks like might laugh, but he doesn't. "Are you implying you know how many freckles there are on my face?"

"One hundred and eighty-nine," Castiel replies solemnly.

"Oh." Dean blinks. He doesn't ask how or why Castiel knows. Doesn't need to. He looks strangely gratified.

They fall silent again, until something occurs to Castiel. He glances at his coat, discarded on the grass beside them. "Do you really think my trench coat is ridiculous?" he asks, and doesn't understand why Dean's body starts shaking against his chest in silent laughter.

"Can I tell you something if you promise not to tell another soul?" Dean asks him with a grin. When Castiel nods, Dean hooks an arm around the back of his neck and pulls him down to whisper in his ear, "I secretly kinda really like your ridiculous trench coat."

fin.

Comments

[lois-lang.livejournal.com]

' "True, I am His as well, but I don't know how many freckles there are on God's face." '
is dead frome cuteness.....and really great smut.

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Hahahha, I kinda like that line myself, so thank you! XD :D :D

[strangeandcharm.livejournal.com]

THAT IS IT. YOU HAVE KILLED ME. I HAVE CEASED TO BE. I'VE HAD MY LOT. GONE TO MEET MY MAKER. I WOULDN'T 'VOOM' IF YOU PUT FOUR MILLION VOLTS THROUGH ME. VIS A VIS METABOLIC PROCESSES, I'VE HAD MY LOT. I'VE KICKED THE BUCKET, SHUFFLED OFF THIS MORTAL COIL, RUN DOWN THE CURTAIN AND JOINED THE CHOIR INVISIBLE.

I AM AN EX-READER.

DEAD. FROM. HOT.



Freckles... whimper...

[just-reed.livejournal.com]

... you added Monty Python to this post.


That's fucking brilliant.

[ukshewolfe.livejournal.com]

My favorite or all the 'WAYS'....Fluff and Smutt Perfect combination:D

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Aww, yay, I'm glad this one was your favorite! Thank you so much! ♥

[just-reed.livejournal.com]

*flails from fluffy heart feelings*

This fandom and pairing have really taken their toll on my vocabulary skills. I used to be able to conjure more words than "fantastic" "awesome" and "spazz-worthy."

I blame you. (I love you)

[tracy.livejournal.com]

*flails with you* Somehow shit always just turns out fluffier than I intend! *laughs* Glad you enjoyed it so much, though! Ilu2! ♥♥♥

[seraphim-grace.livejournal.com]

OMG, I love the freckles
that's all it took!

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Heh, totally me projecting onto Castiel. :)) Thank you!

[shinko.livejournal.com]

Guh. Tracy, you slay me (in a totally awesome way).

[tracy.livejournal.com]

As long as it's in an awesome way! XD Thank you so much! <33333333

[prongsy.livejournal.com]

1. but I don't know how many freckles there are on God's face. is probably the cutest and sweetest off-hand comment I've ever read in this fandom. Dean's freckles ARE adorable and Castiel's numbering them is even more so. I'd go so far to say, he's the keeper of Dean's freckles. And that is a role he takes seriously.

2. Way to go on the characterization YET AGAIN! I LOVE YOU! I mean it, I know we've discussed it before, but you're like my own, personal writer! You write them exactly as I define them in my head, so there's no part of your story where I find myself getting jarred out of the plot. It doesn't usually occur in fanfiction, so often writers sacrifice characterization to move the plot along. So, score another one for you! I can safely click on any of your stories and thoroughly enjoy myself. It becomes exactly what I read fanfiction for, a continuation or filling of the gaping hole I feel in canon. You rock!!!

3. This goes with 2, but this line, not quite looking at Castiel and so softly a human would miss it, "mine." really knocked me out. Not only because, thanks to Jensen, I can easily see Dean in a shy/surprised moment (by which I mean, if Dean were ever to be with someone like he is with Cas, I think he'd let his guard down enough to show this, but Dean as he stands on the show now, does it so rarely, I have to tap more into Jensen to visualize it properly XD), but because, it conceptualizes the quintessential draw I (and I know you) have to the pairing. But I adore that you had Dean be the one to, though initially in passing it's eventually more concrete, verbalize the concept that Castiel is his.

The line about God that followed, however, drew more "realizations" from me. I know you angsted (however slight) over Dean always putting Sam first.. well, in some ways, I think Castiel will always put his responsibility first, too. I think he will allow himself to love Dean as it is an extension of loving God, this is also why I don't think he'll ever Fall (no matter how romantic that concept is). Dean was given the role of protecting Sam by his father and he learned to internalize it to the point of defining himself by it, well, Castiel in many ways was given the same by his father. Though yes, it still doesn't quite level the disparity between their love for each other with Cas seemingly loving Dean more because Dean's his concern but Sam is Dean's, it does, however, put them on par with each other in original motivation. I think Dean choosing Sam is permissible to Castiel, because Castiel would do the same in his shoes, as the idea is very much one he himself is personally familiar with. That is, Castiel would not begrudge Dean's feelings of responsibility to Sam because he feels those very feelings for his own charge (Dean). It'd be disgustingly hypocritical!

I know people are constantly claiming that they are "so different" and that's why they work (when psychology says that opposites may attract, but similar people tend to be more long lastingly compatible), but I've never seen it. I think Dean and Castiel affect each other so much because they are so much the same. Sure, Castiel believes completely in God and Dean has doubts, but people are comparing the wrong parts of that. It's not the spiritual faith, it's the unshakable commitment to someone they idolize. Castiel believes completely in his FATHER unless something comes along to shake that devotion in much the same way we saw Dean interact with John throughout the course of the show. Castiel questions when he finds tarnish to his Father's perfection (the test in "It's the Great Pumpkin...") and Dean does the same (questioning why John goes off alone, why he made the deal, etc), yet both will go on fighting for that father's beliefs. And they take those commands very seriously. Castiel will raise Dean from the fires of Hell, Dean will save Sammy from the fires of home. They are traveling similar paths, the only difference is, Castiel's grace/angel-ness means he doesn't require someone to fill in the void in his "self" definition the way Dean does. Being disambiguously made to serve God, he is aware of God's love and need for him, while Dean is never sure of John's/Sam's. ^_~

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Omg, the keeper of Dean's freckles! So perfect, yes, after all he's the only being in the universe who knows how many there are. Awww, Cas. ♥

For some reason things I write tend to come out slightly fluffier than it is in my head, especially the endings of things, so you've no idea how relieved I am to hear the characterizations are still there and they're still right! Guess it just confirms what we already knew, namely that we see them in the exact same light. ♥

Yes, yes, god I knew you'd like that -- I wanted Dean to subconsciously, instinctively know, on some deep level, that Castiel is his, and I wanted it to come out in a moment of surprised grasping at straws. But of course he couldn't fully admit/accept it, really turn it over and study it and poke at it in his mind until later, when Castiel is there with him. This is the moment I want him to have on the show so, so badly. As badly as you do, I bet.

You're right, the similarities in their responsibilities don't quite level things out, but they definitely do put them in a position where they can truly understand each other. I guess in some ways, that's good enough. To be honest that fic idea is still floating around in my head somewhere, but I'm ready to see more canon before I do anything about it. See just how far and where this humanizing of Castiel is going to go.

I admit I was previously in the "they're so different" boat, but the more I think about it and the more I talk to you, the more I appreciate just how much they're the same. They're still vastly different personality-wise, but there are so many parallels in the situations they've been thrust in that they're in such a unique position to really bond with each other. Two different takes on the same problems, the same life, and it's gorgeous to watch.

Your comment about Castiel not ever having a void in his self definition makes me wonder if he will ever come to worry that he is but an expendable soldier. Going back to the hammer thing, of course.

[taurenova.livejournal.com]

Adorable and hot at the same time. Awesome.

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Thank you so much!

And omg it's totally okay, I am guilty of the same! I read all seven of your adorable pie!fics and only managed to comment on the last one. >.<

I think you may be part of the heart and soul of Dean/Castiel fandom.

...I don't even have any form of appropriate response to this at all, I am completely, absolutely floored. This is quite possibly the most amazing thing anyone's ever said to me about my writing, and just. Jesus, just know that this means the world to me. ♥

Totally, totally friending you back omg. !!

[starflowers.livejournal.com]

You should definitely write more. This was brilliant.

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Hahahha thank you thank you I am still thinking about that Tom/Piper thing I'm supposed to be writing for you, hahha. :|

[trailer-queen.livejournal.com]

Quote: "Castiel lifts one shoulder in a shrug. "True, I am His as well, but I don't know how many freckles there are on God's face."

One of Dean's eyebrows quirk and he looks like might laugh, but he doesn't. "Are you implying you know how many freckles there are on my face?"

"One hundred and eighty-nine," Castiel replies solemnly."

Awww, so sweet and naive and serious. I love your Castiel.

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Hee, Castiel is such an amazing character that I'd feel terrible if I butchered him in fic, so I'm so happy you like him! Thank you! <3

[tracy.livejournal.com]

*g* Thank you! Now I just wish he'd kick some ass in the show..

[raputathebuta.livejournal.com]

Another good one!

*sigh* They really are too sweet together. I want to put them in my pocket & keep them forever!

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Yay, I'm thrilled you like this, thank you! And omgyes, I completely echo that sentiment. *_*

[rogueslayer452.livejournal.com]

BB, YOUR AWESOMENESS CANNOT BE DESCRIBED IN WORDS. OMGSRSLY. :D

Between this and the other ones, I honestly don't care about sappiness, since you've managed to capture the rarest of things between these two. Castiel's heart bulging once he overheard Dean saying that he was "his", and the description of the Devil's Trap made in the sky with clouds (and that, IMO, is very much an amazing visual that I seriously want to see this happen in the show since it would be awesome, like fo'reals), and how Dean is breathless with awe with him, from how they go from celebrating by hugging to the hot sexing on the grass. Seriously, a lovely piece to end the little companion pieces of that paragraph description. It's also nice to see them in a triumphant mood for once, while the others ones were fantastic, nothing says Victory Sex like winning an epic battle.

The intimacy and how they've suddenly have become to close to each other in spite of everything happening around them, and it shows by how you write them. Castiel knowing how many freckles on Dean's face right down to Dean just letting his guard down completely for Castiel in general. And yes, I do love Castiel's "ridiculous trenchcoat" as well. ;)

I seriously loved this whole series, and amateur writing? Girl please, this is probably far from amateur at least from what I've been reading. Even so, this sudden Dean/Castiel kick you've been having, I'm loving it. Really absolutely loving it. KEEP IT UP, BB! ♥ ♥ ♥

[tracy.livejournal.com]

HI BB, THANK YOU SO MUCH, ILU!

I'm just glad the sappiness isn't overboard to the point of saccharine. :"> But omgyes, can't you just SEE Castiel standing there with his ridiculous trench coat blowing in the wind, backed by dark clouds swirling in the sky to form this gigantic Devil's Trap. OMG so hot, and of course his sex!hair would be ruffled by wind as well. !!! And yay, yes, this is why I started with dirty and desperate, cause I didn't want to end on such a depressing note, heh.

It warms me so much to know that the gradual becoming intimate thing came through for you, yay! THANK YOU, you rock and I always squee when I see your name come up in my inbox. <33333333!

Hahha I just mean, well, so many people in fandom write, that's what they do with their lives and they want to get published and everything, so they always make a point to be like "I write for myself!" Well, let me be the first to say that I've never entertained notions of getting published (not creative writing, anyway) and I write only because people seem to like reading it. :)) ♥♥♥!

[bouncingball67.livejournal.com]

HAHA

[tracy.livejournal.com]

*G*! :D

[latvela.livejournal.com]

Everything about this is truly awesome and hot, but I especially love it that Dean repeated Cas's question back at him! ♥♥♥

[tracy.livejournal.com]

That's something I really want to see on the show, actually, so I'm glad you enjoyed it! Thank you! :D :D :D

[big-heart-june.livejournal.com]

"You, Latin. Standing there and smiting things with all the fury of Heaven. Fuck me."

BB!! I SRSLY HAVE SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO MUCH LOVE FOR YOU RIGHT NOW!!! EEEEEEEE! *JUMPS UP AND DOWN* MY KINK!! MY GLORIOUS LATIN-CHANTING CAS!!!!! I ADORE HIM SOOOOOOOO FREAKING MUCH! Ahhh, the mental image....*faints*

I want to quote the entire chapter!! Loved your opening line soso much ♥ Just LOVE how beautifully you show us and really make us feel how much they love and adore each other, it's there in every line and word you write. The cloud? how fucking beautiful is that...wow. And Dean winding his fingers through Cas's sex hair!! OhMiGod....And this:

He is gentle because the last thing he wants to do is hurt this man before him who has already been hurt by the world so much

Beautiful. SOSO BEAUTIFUL ♥!

I have no words for the hotness of the smexin' Phew! *feels dizzy* And that little bit about the wing just knocked me off my feet! *squeeeeee*
AND TEH FRECKLES AND TEH TRENCHCOAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! My heart is bursting!!

I KNOW YOU WILL WRITE MORE, BB, HOW COULD YOU NOT?!??! XDDDD. DAMN, I CANNOT BELIEVE HOW MUCH I TRULY LOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOUR WRITING! TOTAL CAPSLOCK FLAIL HERE! *grins*

<33333333333333333333333333333333333333333!!

TODAYTODAYTODAYTODAYTODAYTODAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Well, tomorrow for me....*wails*

[darksilvercat.livejournal.com]

LMAO I KNEW THE SECOND I SAW THIS: "You, Latin. Standing there and smiting things with all the fury of Heaven. Fuck me." THAT YOU WOULD HAVE LE EPIC SQUEE!!!!! IS IT NOT THE MOST GLORIOUS THING EVER?!

THIS CALLS FOR CAPSLOCK!!!!!

[darksilvercat.livejournal.com]

OMFG!!! you! this! YES!!!

Castiel making a devils trap in the clouds? *flails like mad flaily thing* OMG AWESOME!!! TOTALLY BRILLIANT!!!!!

His vessel is unchanged but Castiel himself is bigger now, brighter and more glorious and terrifying to behold than ever, if only Dean could stand to look upon him.

*dies* I am so in love with this description. The thought that Dean/Castiel isn't just acceptable by Heavenly standards but that it would actually make an angel burn brighter? *hugs you tightly* I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!

And HUGS!!! OMG CASTIEL HAS NEEDED HUGS SO BAD AND NO-ONE EVER HUGS HIM UNTIL NOW! YAY!!!!!

After a too-short moment Dean laughs once and pulls away, eyes shining green and positively glowing at Castiel. Neither of them drop their arms to let go completely. "You did it, Cas," he breathes, and Castiel thinks he sounds awed, actually. "You were amazing. Terrifying, even."

*loves the epicness of angels and Dean/Castiel*

Castiel quiets him with a finger to his lips, and then follows up by pressing his own lips to Dean's. It's okay, says the way Castiel's hand comes up to heal the gash anyway. It's true, says the way his body fits perfectly against Dean's when he leans in.

OMFG this melted more than I have ever melted before! I am a helpless puddle of goo!!! I am grinning like a loon!!!

"Still," he insists in between kissing Castiel, in between winding fingers into Castiel's hair. "The cloud and the mass exorcism -- all you. God, Cas, I could listen to you speak Latin over the screaming wind and the screaming demons for hours."

TEH SEX!HAIR?! MIGHTY-SMITEY CASTIEL?! LATIN?!?!?! SQUEEEEEE!!!!

"You, Latin. Standing there and smiting things with all the fury of Heaven. Fuck me."

GUH. Looks like I'm not the only one who loves the Latinating!!!

AH TEH SMEXINESS OF TEH ANGEL!PORN!!!

ALSO I HAVE AN UNHEALTHY LOVE OF 'STRONG ARMS' ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY BELONG TO A MIGHTY-SMITEY ANGEL OF THE LORD.

"I'll be alright," Dean insists. He rolls onto his side and grabs Castiel's wrist to pull him up against his back. "Trust me. Fuck me."

*FLAILS, MELTS, SQUEES AND EXPLODES ALL AT ONCE*

Castiel's hips jerk and he can't stop, after that, can't stop pulling out and sinking back in (into Dean), over and over again, can't stop moaning, can't stop moving against and around and inside Dean because surely, surely this is what God created them both for.

YOU HAVE KILLED ME DEAD WITH YOUR COMBINATION OF TEH PORN AND TEH SMEXY CUTE HOTNESS.

Dean shifts, rolls into Castiel until he is on his back, and gives him a dazed smile. "Fucking incredible," he declares, and Castiel is inclined to agree, but he says nothing, only drapes a wing over Dean when he shivers against the breeze that cools his sweat.

WIIIIIIIIIIIIINGS!!!!!!!

RUBY AND SAM! GOOD RUBY AND SAM!!! RUM!!!!!

"So you're..." He trails off, but Castiel doesn't finish for him. He meets Dean's gaze and waits for Dean to say it himself, out loud. It takes awhile, but eventually Dean finishes, not quite looking at Castiel and so softly a human would miss it, "mine." Then his eyes dart up to blue ones, filled with so much uncertainty that Castiel dips his head in a nod.

This was written so beautifully BB even though it could never be canon this is so true to canon!Dean and canon!Castiel that I could picture the moment perfectly.

"I don't know how many freckles there are on God's face."

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

"Can I tell you something if you promise not to tell another soul?" Dean asks him with a grin. When Castiel nods, Dean hooks an arm around the back of his neck and pulls him down to whisper in his ear, "I secretly kinda really like your ridiculous trench coat."

BEST DEAN/CASTIEL MOMENT, EVER.

OMG BB THE COMBINED CUTENESS AND SMUT OF THIS ONE HAS KILLED ME DEAD!!! THIS IS THE MOST GORGEOUS PERFECT LITTLE DEAN/CASTIEL SCENE EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SHOW RETURNS TODAY!!! AND WHAT A FANTASTIC WAY TO END HIATUS!!! *HUGS FIC TIGHTLY*

Re: THIS CALLS FOR CAPSLOCK!!!!!

[tracy.livejournal.com]

HIIII BB OMGOMG YOUR COMMENT REDUCES ME TO SO MUCH CAPSLOCKY FLAIL. I WAS READING THIS IN CLASS AND WANTED TO REPLY SO BAD BUT DIDN'T WANT TO WRITE IT ALL OUT BY TABLET, WOULD'VE TAKEN FOREVER.

God, that Devil's Trap thing with clouds, I want them to do this on the show SO BADLY, how freaking awesome would that visual be? It's already glorious enough in my head, but if they brought it to the screen? *DIES*

I feel like angels should be able to be strengthened by love and faith and all that, because that's sort of what they embody, right? Even humans draw strength from love, so it should be even moreso with angels! I AM GLAD YOU LIKE! ♥

Yay, yes, I pictured them hugging sort of like Dean and Sam hug, and went "awww, I mustmustmust write this". Another thing I want to see badly on the show. hahha god, how cute would that be? *_* And of course mighty-smitey!Castiel with iron arms, HE GOT SO SHORTCHANGED IN HEAVEN AND HELL. D:

Hahahha who can resist a Castiel chanting latin in his deep Angel-of-the-Lord voice? Guh. Although I must say June seems to take the cake there in terms of being obsessed with the idea. :)) :)) Just glad I could provide a bit of that!

I CAN NEVER GET ENOUGH OF CASTIEL'S WINGS, I came SO CLOSE to writing more wing!porn for this but omg so repetitive. D: So it had to happen after sex instead, hahaha, because by now, I mean, it's one of Castiel's limbs, to disregard it would be like disregarding the fact that he's got arms, or legs.

SO HAPPY I can make you melty and capslocky, seriously, SO HAPPY AND RELIEVED YOU ENJOYED ALL OF THESE, particularly the last bit! Makes me feel like I did the ending of this fic and the whole series justice. Thanks for putting the idea in my head, actually, these were a lot of fun to write! ♥♥♥

OMG SHOW IN HALF A DAY. SHOWWWWWW! *GRABBY HANDS*

[commodoresexual.livejournal.com]

SIGH.

Am happy.

Shall now be able to hold on until tonight.

Mmmm.

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Yay, I am happy you're happy! AND YAY, OMGTONIGHT. !!

[leveldevil.livejournal.com]

OMG, that was so utterly beautiful and fluffy~. I feel warm inside noooow. ♥ I really don't think I have a favourite of all your "ways", but I liked the "progression" I saw with them, starting with desperate and then ending with this sheer calm and love~.

I loved how Dean adored and admired Castiel at the beginning. Castiel sure needs to be more "respected" by Dean (dude, that hot, imperative line he delivers in the second episode just melts me, Cas can be so fucking AWESOME and powerful and clueless about personal space! *hearts*) and to see him openly doing that is so nice~. Lovely work. n_n

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Hahha yeah, the desperate one was supposed to come last, actually, but I didn't want that to be the end of the series, so I'm glad you enjoyed the way this went!

THANK YOU, omg, and I completely agree that we need to see more badassery from Castiel and more awe from Dean. I think Dean IS secretly awed by him, he just needs to let his guard down a little to show it. XD

[http://users.livejournal.com/sapphirestar_/]

i'm a strange, strange fangirl in that i'm not really one for ridiculous amounts of pwp, so i love the fact that there's some actual plotty plot here as well, something real and tangible, something that's not just them boys shagging each other stupid but also something that's entirely them, together. and the fluff? yeah, my inner fangirl is pretty much just drawing huge, huge hearts right now.

also, this:

"True, I am His as well, but I don't know how many freckles there are on God's face."

is probably my favourite line ever, because i am such a sucker for jensen's freckles. oh, man. so pretty, all of it. ♥

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Actually I am in complete agreement with you there, I like there to be stuff in a fic other than sex -- emotional stuff, plotty stuff, whatever. Which is why I tried to sneak a bit of that into these fics even though the request was just for porn, heh.

Awww, your favourite line, that means so much to me. So much! Especially since I'm also a sucker for his freckles and this was a little bit of me projecting onto Castiel. :)) THANK YOU! ♥♥♥

[fiery-fox2.livejournal.com]

Okay. *takes deep breath and launches into a ramble*
1. FRECKLES FTW!! I love that line to no end. It's so sweet (and oddly hot, *lol*) that Castiel actually counted all of Dean's.
2. Just as his Father's blessing gave Castiel the strength to dive into the heart of Hell's fires, so Dean's words fueled Castiel's grace--what a beautiful picture. *happy sigh*
3. Teh SEX! *feels faint* That was the best part. The thought of the two of them getting it on a grassy hilltop in (maybe?) plain sight is just...*YOWZA*.
You've fulfilled all my kinks with this fic, and made me very happy. Very. HAPPY. *grins wickedly*
*saves* again!

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Yay, I love that you love the freckles thing! ♥ Castiel is so impossibly smitten in my head, what can I say? :))

YES, THIS, I have such a huge thing for boys sexing it up on the grass in someplace semi-public. Or anywhere semi-public, really. :))

Hurray for kink fulfilling! I didn't think I could possibly compete with the kink meme, so I'm relieved you enjoyed this! Thank you! <333333333

[snowinginjune.livejournal.com]

"Can I tell you something if you promise not to tell another soul?" Dean asks him with a grin. When Castiel nods, Dean hooks an arm around the back of his neck and pulls him down to whisper in his ear, "I secretly kinda really like your ridiculous trench coat."

OH EPIC ENDING!! SO CUTTE!!!

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Wheee, I'm glad you like the ending! I didn't want to end the series with the dirty/desperate one cause it was too depressing, heh, and that seems to have been a good choice. :"> THANK YOU!

[enablelove.livejournal.com]

Aww the end.

Very hot babe!

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Yay, I'm so glad you liked the schmoop, hahha, thank you! ♥

[rightwhere-u-r.livejournal.com]

Uhm... didnt anybody else notice that there should be one more one-shot?

*...in the ruins of a town they fail to save (dirty and desperate)*

*grin*

Fantastic writing as always... :]

Mel

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Oh, actually I wrote that one first! Don't ask why, lol, but it kind of works out better this way since that one is, well, obviously more depressing. :)) But it's here (http://tracy-loo-who.livejournal.com/71516.html), if you want to read it. :)

Thank you so much, I'm glad you enjoyed this! ♥

[serendipityhope.livejournal.com]

this was hot, funny and truly cute! grat job.

[tracy.livejournal.com]

Aww, yay, thank you so much for saying so! ♥