[That response from Dean, the fact that he doesn't pull away or bark something at Castiel about being crazy -- well, that seems as good an invitation as any.
And kissing is nice, he's learned that by now. This is different from what he's used to, in that he can feel Dean's stubble rubbing over his chin, but it's also familiar in a way that has everything to do with the fact that he's handled Dean's soul and spent years fighting alongside him.
His hands reach out, one setting on Dean's good shoulder and the other on his upper arm. The position is awkward with him leaning down and Dean seated, but it doesn't matter to him right now. He wants to make his intentions clear, before Dean can get any other ideas.
It may have been impulsive, but so far Castiel isn't regretting this.]
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And kissing is nice, he's learned that by now. This is different from what he's used to, in that he can feel Dean's stubble rubbing over his chin, but it's also familiar in a way that has everything to do with the fact that he's handled Dean's soul and spent years fighting alongside him.
His hands reach out, one setting on Dean's good shoulder and the other on his upper arm. The position is awkward with him leaning down and Dean seated, but it doesn't matter to him right now. He wants to make his intentions clear, before Dean can get any other ideas.
It may have been impulsive, but so far Castiel isn't regretting this.]