Leigh-d Xtreme Curves

Title: Reverie.
Author: lumina_m
Fandom: Supernatural
Pairing: Dean / Claire! Castiel (and read), Claire Novak, Sam Winchester.
Disclaimer: The characters are Kripke, this aberration is my business.
Rating: NC-15
Spoilers: It builds on the events of 4x20 and then placed in the sixth season.
Synopsis: At what point Cas came to my bed? Why are so close ...; Oacute; to my bed? Why are so close ...? was suddenly asked, aware of the few inches that separated their faces.
"Yeah," he said suddenly uneasy. Cas No offense, but ... How did you ...? He suddenly could not finish making the question, because his body was overwhelmed natural that closeness. "You could not sleep, breath gently caressed her skin and Dean held his breath unconsciously. I made you sleep but when e jalasteStaba gamma entering sleep.
So was his business. Well, after all since he had imposed the limits
, Cas had not tried to approach. Perfect, is being transformed into a fucking hypocrite in this step. Anyway, his body was not interested, in fact she was so happy curled up with Cas. The Host! "I fall" even though its purpose was to depart and retrieve their personal space, the hands that clung to the waist angel would not respond. Still there, as comfortable on theblue sweatshirt fabric she wore. Hey, "I'm playing the waist? Damn!


"You're anxiously said in a whisper, as if he were violating the square meter. -Nah-feigned insanity. What time is it? "They tiptoe to find the clock on the bedside table with the look but then the hand of Cas, still clinging to his shirt, was raised with him. Of course, his attention was on hand that stubbornly will not let go. Interrogate neck turned silent. -Lo sin those green orbs.

Oh, damn. That

tone again. It was implicit invitation to go with their impulses.

-Cas ... sighed sinking his face in his neck, crushing semi. Please do not ... "squeezed his eyes in search of calm.

"I can not help it," gasped against her hair. I have ... these instincts

I can not control, Dean. They are stronger than before. It's as if you were a magnet I can not escape.

hairs stood on end was the hunter, the musclesstrained all at the same time. He clenched his jaw and teeth gritted.

"And in this body ..." he continued plaintively. I feel most acutely. Forgive

Claire.

Dean rejoined as if he had injected adrenaline, her lips went straight to the cheeks of the angel, running slow as something fragile and precious as it rolled enough to leave Castiel back against the mattress. The angel's hands wrapped welcomed her back, sliding through it sparingly. CHT Winchester MLXC's lips rose to his forehead, dividing short kisses, and down the nose, his eyelids sacándole reached the angel sighed. The decline continued until the mentóny then Dean opened his eyes. Cas

kept his eyes closed, her hair spread over the pillow and his clothes, his chest rises and falls in a somewhat accelerated, lips just a breath springing open and giving them full in the mouth . Can no longer stand it leaned to kiss her but then Sam's bed creaked loudly and Bigfoot began to stir as if to petarse bunk. That

made something in Dean's head did

click

. dropped a chaste kiss on the forehead of Cas and walked away, sitting at the foot of the bed.

The angel opened his eyes as if coming awakening from a long dream, his hands resting helped him sit back on the Marchioness of bed. Dean noticed that his cheeks were rosy and her hair was a graceful tangle of knots. That was enough to calm the beast that raged in her chest. "Not yet, contemplating Cas whispered softly ... At least we do not reachhow to use it? "The angel shook her head yes, she opened the package and ran the comb from the scalp but was halfway stuck in the tangle of knots, which he took one Winchester laughter. Come on, let me help you, taking care not tugged too managed to get the object and looked pensive for a few seconds. He returned to the time when he lived with Lisa. I used to wait sitting in bed at night, facing the open door of the bathroom where she untangled her hair with gentle movements until it was free of knots and bright, it was something he loved to watch. Recordor to separate the hair into two and started from the ends to get to the root. Well, it was simple, he could.

He sat in front of Castiel and explained how to do it as he left a portion of hair on each shoulder, then took a few strands and he began to comb the ends being careful not to be rude.

- Have you caught? It's simple, "giving the brush. Test-Cas showed you could do it and when was all a smooth and silky hand back the hunter said he would go take a shower. CHTMHTMLXC "Hello, Cas-half greeted groggy. You know what has bitten fly Dean?

God's servant shook his head, devoted to his task of combing. Sam raised an eyebrow at the scene of the most ...

normal. At what point learned ...? Her eyes roamed the Dean's unmade bed and noticed that Cas was lying on her as if she had spent the night there. Ah, that was it. I knew how to get revenge. He smiled at the idea.

He went to the refrigerator and pulled milk. Cas was called to breakfast, but it was agreed securthe bland coffee illación gave him. OoO

The trip from Denver, Colorado to Pontiac, Illinois lasted about sixteen hours drive, as Dean flatly refused to appear in the Cas house Novak. Also, the extensive served the Winchester way to meditate. No sabíaa what to expect, if you were in the shoes of Jimmy's certainly not take it well and do not blame him if the poor man went into a crisis, but otherwise his mind was trying to formulate valid and convincing arguments that Cas stoned and had not yet been angry with Sam,I had asked for help. Still, his younger brother did amend his mistake by sitting in the back seat, saying he wanted to go listen to your iPod because I wanted to wangle the old-fashioned cassettes Dean, ceding the passenger seat, smiling at Cas, with the skeptical eye of his brother.

However, despite that Sam took the first seven hours awake, Dean made no effort to talk to the angel, too buried in their concerns, but occasionally took advantage of the red light to behold . And when completed ten straight hours on the move, the largest of Winchester decided

Fuck.

"Nothing," muttering back to his slice of cake. Suddenly he no longer felt so hungry ... OoO

Jimmy was sitting on a sofa in the living room dark. Although Amelia heard calling from the second floor for the umpteenth time, had no intention of moving. The departure of her daughter, now a month ago, I was shattered. I kept wondering why he was not blaming him, I thought it was a matter of the children bury their parents and not vice versa. Claire just hab & iacuteacute;.

What was behind the door was something I could not justify. There was

Claire. The same clothes with which this morning saw black hair as golden as he recalled. But ... there was something ...

-Claire ... "he moaned with watery eyes. "I'm not your daughter," the answer, that tone superhuman plane tempests reassured. The man panicked.

- Castiel? Fragmented's voice, raspy and especially surprised.

"We need to talk sentenced reciénl