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Based on this gem  ✧･ﾟ:*

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Dean was mesmerized, watching in awe as Cas’ eyes burned bright white and his hands glowed as he used his grace to burst open the door of the warehouse they had tracked a nest of vamps to. To say he had a kink for Cas’ grace was an understatement. Anytime Cas tapped into his grace, Dean felt a surge of desire burning as white hot as the grace pumping through Cas’ veins. And Dean wanted it; wanted to feel that surge burning through his own veins.

Cas whipped his head around, catching Dean’s eyes, and Dean’s mouth went dry. He tried to say something, but he couldn’t tear his gaze away from Cas’ eyes as they slowly faded from dazzling white to liquid pools of blue. It was captivating and arousing, and Dean wanted.

Finally tearing his eyes away from Cas’, he caught sight of the smirk Cas was flashing at him. Cas darted his tongue over his lips, letting his teeth graze over his lower lip as he purposefully dragged his eyes slowly up and down Dean’s body.

Dean shuddered, feeling exposed under Cas’ knowing gaze.

Cas’ eyes lit back up, the barest hint of white grace sparking in his irises, and Dean couldn’t stop the breathy gasp that fell from his lips. The smirk on Cas’ mouth turned into a dirty grin. He flashed Dean a wink and disappeared through the door, following Sam’s trail from a few moments ago.

Dean was completely, utterly, and royally screwed.

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“You,” kiss, “have a,” kiss kiss, “kink,” kiss, “for my grace,” kiss kiss, “don’t you?” Cas asked breathlessly between kisses as he pinned Dean down on their bed later that night.

Dean let out a muffled cry, tanging his fingers into Cas’ hair and tugging the angel even closer. There was no point in denying it now. His wanting had turned into a desperate burn, and he craved it like a sweet rush.

Dean nodded, licking his way into Cas’ mouth before pulling back and gasping against his lips, “I want you to shotgun your grace with me.”

An animalistic groan ripped its way from Cas’ throat; the angel kissing Dean hard and wet and deep. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Cas arched out of Dean’s reach; smirking down at him as his fingers slid into Dean’s hair. The angel’s eyes started to shift from glistening blue to a silvery white glow. “Is this what you want?”

Words escaped him, and all Dean could do was nod and lick his lips as his mouth went dry again.

Instead of letting his grace pool into his hands, Cas hummed slightly and a strand of grace trailed up out of his mouth, dancing along his lower lip.

“Cas,” Dean choked out, his body leaning up into Cas’ as if by a magnetic pull.

Reaching out, Cas slid his thumb over Dean’s jaw, causing Dean to part his lips. Just as their lips were an inch apart, the grace floated and weaved from the angel’s mouth into Dean’s.

Dean let out a gasp which quickly morphed into a sharp cry of pleasure as the grace burned down through his throat and spread out like molten lava throughout his body. He felt his insides turn to liquid, the grace licking its way through his body and setting a trail of fire through him.

The power burned so white hot Dean felt his body trembling in its wake. It was overpowering and sent a flood of ecstasy cascading through every vibrating molecule of his being.

More and more tendrils of grace slid effortlessly from Cas’ mouth into Dean’s, and Dean felt his own eyes shifting as slivers of white blended with his own green irises.

It was the highest high Dean had ever felt. His body melding with Cas’ essence; twining and swirling until the grace was hot melted silver coating every inch of his soul. It felt like falling and floating, like rushing at the speed of light and standing frozen in time and space.

Too much and not enough. Pure primal need and lust. Everything burned so blindingly hot Dean was utterly consumed.

Balancing on a precipice and then falling into the abyss, Dean never wanted this feeling to end. The power was exhilarating, but it was the pure wave of Cas’ being flooding through his very core that Dean was hooked on. It was feeling Cas’ pure form for the first time; intoxicating and heady. Every piece of Dean was devoured, holding on desperately to the rush that was pure Cas, Cas, Cas.

Every part of him tingled, the grace sparking in his fingers all the way down to his toes. It wrapped around him, burning and consuming and claiming. His body belonged to Cas, fused by the grace until they became one powerful entity. Dean was drunk on it; drunk on the way every particle inside him was wrapped so fundamentally with Cas.

Suddenly Cas was pulling back, the grace swirling away from Dean’s body and leaving sparks of electric lust in its wake. Dean tipped his forehead against Cas’, gasping in lungfuls of air as Cas’ hands tightly gripped his biceps.

“That was-” Cas broke off, sucking in a sharp breath before leaning in and kissing Dean so passionately Dean swore his body was going to combust.

“Intoxicating,” he said against Cas’ mouth, his head spinning.

“Yes,” Cas hissed, kissing along Dean’s jaw. “Tantalizing.”

“Heavenly,” Dean said with a smirk.

Cas shook his head fondly, but his eyes still sparkled with a hint of his grace, and Dean was drowning all over again.

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