Sam smiles, leaning down to press a kiss to Castiel's spine, right between his shoulder blades. The place where the anti-possession tattoo lays, along with the Enochian lettering spelling out Sam's name around it. As far as anybody at the club was concerned, it was just a tattoo that Sam had gotten during his college days and Castiel's matched because of their relationship. Nobody needs to know the truth behind it, after all.
"I will," he murmurs after a moment, though he doesn't yet. Instead, he slowly works his hands down Castiel's arms, leaning forward to be certain of his grip and the way his hands drag over Castiel's skin. "Soon, I promise."
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Date: 2014-04-01 06:38 pm (UTC)"I will," he murmurs after a moment, though he doesn't yet. Instead, he slowly works his hands down Castiel's arms, leaning forward to be certain of his grip and the way his hands drag over Castiel's skin. "Soon, I promise."