[ His own hands slide from her face and settle against her shoulders, one pressing to the back of her neck. Castiel doesn't find this sort of intimacy strange; it's a light kiss, mostly just a press of closed lips. He bumps his nose against hers lightly, humming in an attempt to suppress the urge to laugh. ]
Is this rebellious enough, Anna? [ A kiss to the corner of her mouth. ] Or would you like to try more?
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Is this rebellious enough, Anna? [ A kiss to the corner of her mouth. ] Or would you like to try more?