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ᴄᴀsᴛɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] heavenonearth) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2015-10-30 02:01 pm (UTC)

[ castiel is too busy lifting the stringy thing in her hands and trying to pick apart how the thing even goes on your body when dean slides up behind her and drops his chin onto her shoulder, hands on her elbows.

oh. that's. um. she tenses immediately, her throat constricting and her eyes snapping wide. it's not as if she isn't used to being close to dean. they've been friends for years, and dean is affectionate sometimes, clapping her on the arm, slinging an arm over her shoulder, clasping her neck - it's common, easy, she's familiar with the scent of dean's skin, the roughness of his hands. but this is an entirely different thing, something closer, more intimate. when dean's hands slide under her sweater and against her waist her breath catches, and the thong slips right out of her hands and onto the floor. ]


Um.

[ well that's embarrassing. castiel clears her throat, and immediately ducks to swipe the thong up off of the floor again, blatantly ignoring the warmth creeping into her face as she quickly tosses it back onto the table with the others. ]

Yes. Of course. Four. I'll.. yes, I'll get plenty. Should I try them on, too?

[ is that allowed? help ]

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