And at this point I’m afraid to ask

[enya]

the personal questions meme Because nothing's off-limits! how to play - comment with your character. - in roll the...personal questions. you knew what was coming. you read the title. - tell the truth. lie. deflect. get mad, sad, glad, or creeped out. get personal. - be nosy to others!

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[messenger]

What? Really?

[venatoris]

Hell yeah. She just kinda, y'know.

Lay there.

[messenger]

... I'm not sure I wanted to know that.

[ and yet here he is, asking. ]

She was my commanding officer for so long, and I never understood her.

[venatoris]

I don't think I really got her, either.

[ They'd bonded, sure. But yeah. ]

She touched my handprint.

[messenger]

She did what?

[ lmao. oh no. ]

[venatoris]

Yeah.

The scar, remember?

[messenger]

I remember.

[venatoris]

[ … whoops. ]

It’s still there.

[messenger]

That's not the point— What did she think she was playing at? That's my mark. I put it there. I braved perdition. I watched my garrison be cut down by the forces of Hell. I raised you! Not her.

[ by the time he's done, he's rightupin dean's face. ]

[venatoris]

[ whoa. Dean actually backs up a step. ]

I know, Cas. I know. You saved me, I know.

[messenger]

How dare she? How dare she try to— to lay claim to you— that was my hard work. My sacrifice.

[ and cas takes another forward to match him. are you running away????? ]

[venatoris]

[ he’s sure fuckin trying ]

Cas—

[ He tries to interrupt, but Cas is just railroading him and making him back up again.

It’s fucking sexy as hell and his dick is chubbing right up. Dammit. ]

I know—

[messenger]

[ cas follows dean again when he steps back, and this time he grabs him by the arm and twirls him around, marches him right up to the closest pillar— just be grateful he doesn't knock you into a bookshelf. ]

She had no right—

[ and then he kisses dean, on the mouth, hard. like, hard-hard. like, hard-enough-to-draw-blood-if-dean-tries-to-pull-away-hard.

good luck. ]

[venatoris]

I know--

[ He's cut off when he's shoved up against the pillar, and his stupid traitorous cock hardens farther, straining against his jeans, leaking against his boxers.

Holy shit. ]

Cas--

[ His words are cut off and Dean groans into his mouth, slipping his hands up under Cas' trench, sliding over his back. There's no pulling away, but there's the click of teeth, Cas' tongue in his mouth, Dean's fingers twisting into Cas' shirt. ]

[messenger]

[ whew ]