He spreads his legs further, showing just how much he wants it. Castiel searches Sam's eyes once their lips part a little again, but with every passing moment he seems to relax, and question himself, question this a little less.
He's starved for this, for Sam.
"I't not just want, Sam. It's need. You make me feel... so much."
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Date: 2014-08-11 12:25 am (UTC)He's starved for this, for Sam.
"I't not just want, Sam. It's need. You make me feel... so much."
Physically... and emotionally as well.