YOU’RE MAKING ME EMOTIONAL AS WELL OMG
“If happy I can be I will, if suffer I must I can.” ― William Faulkner
I told you. All the men in my life die.
I’m not a man in your life, okay? You said so yourself. I’m a little shitpot.
au in which Many is really mean bc she doesn’t want to be gay mermaids with me.
OH WAIT THAT ACTUALLY JUST HAPPENED.
mmmmmmmm, college!au where Dean and Cas take turns picking playlists to what to fuck to, and Cas decides one night that they need to get down and dirty to some gritty indie rock, tugging at each other’s clothes as the guitars wail in a desperate attempt to get under each other’s skin, to get as close as physically possible.
Cas can’t even wait for Dean to get naked he’s so wound up from the first songs on the playlist, songs of love and sex and sweat. he pushes Dean into the ratty arm chair in the corner of their shitty apartment and strips out of his own clothes while Dean’s unzips his jeans and pulls his cock out with a spit-slicked hand, pumping just enough for Cas to climb into his lap and sink down into his lap until he’s so full he can’t stand it.
Dean’s right there whispering filth in his ear, with roaming hands finding Cas’ perfect ass and teeth biting possessive marks up and down his jawline as Cas works himself to the thump of the bass, scratching his own marks of possession into Dean’s back until their both coming so hard they see stars. In their post-sex high, Dean promises to let Cas make the playlist for the next month.
*wakes up at 9* nice
*immediately falls asleep, wakes up at noon* less nice
Do you ever want to talk to someone but
1) You feel like you’re bothering them or coming off clingy
2) You don’t have anything to say, you just want to talk to them
3) You don’t know how to hold a conversation to save your life
Dean kneeling on the bed, hands behind him and spreading his ass cheeks open for Cas. Cas pressing his lube slicked fingers gently against the puckered entrance before pushing his middle finger inside and crooking it to rub Dean’s prostate. Dean whimpering and struggling to keep himself spread and not touch himself until Cas says he can.