How Does A Hymen Look Like

Table: Devil's Trap (Supernatural) 010.

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Devil's Trap
- Pairing: Dean / Castiel
- Warnings: Slash
- 352 words

010. Seahorses

Dean sat in front of the TV with a cold beer in one of his hands. I was so tired that he preferred to sit there, learning how male seahorses cared for their young.

- Why tell seahorses being so small? - Cass asked, causing the spill Dean beer over, in shock.

- Demons, Cass! Would you mind to beat your wings with more strength to at least realize that this here - got up and took off the soiled shirt, throwing it aside. The angel looked at him, waiting for the answer yet.

- No one cares for them as such! - Said Dean, irritated. There was no damn shirt in her bag.

lifted

look and noticed that the angel was closer than I expected. He straightened up and swallowed hard, feeling invaded by those blue eyes that roamed the marks he had made in his arms. Castiel handed one of his hands and ignoring the nervousness of Winchester, played one of the brands in a light caress.

- Does it hurt? - Asked

- No "was the terse response. It just felt an electric current go his arm.

- What with you, Dean? - questioned, feeling the tremor.

But Dean did not respond. At that very moment she remembered as the angel had bothered many times, with its excessive cercaníay strange questions, making you feel almost like an inexperienced teenager. But he was a Winchester, not anyone, but Dean Winchester, ladies and gentlemen! and it was he who was in control.

Castiel was rushed, taking her mouth violently, while one of his hands slid down his neck, holding it. After a few seconds deepened the kiss, feeling like an angel breathing became increasingly irregular. He gave a small bite on the lower lip and turned away.

could not help but smile when he met the image of a blushing and even scared angel. "That would teach him" he thought.

- may ride by the sea and tell why horses, "said at last, as if nothing had happened.