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SPNFanFic: Five Dean/Castiel Drabbles

[The Phantom Linguist | Dean, Castiel | 100words | U-Rated | deancastiel prompt: "Circulate, Scale, Linguistic"]

“The Phantom Linguist?” Dean repeated, an eyebrow raised in disbelief. “Either that's one hell of a story or one seriously sad spook.”

“It is simply truth.” Castiel replied, his gaze steady as he watched Dean scour the basement rooms of Bucknell University where rumours of a large-scale summoning had begun to circulate over what Dean called “the grapevine”.

“How much harm can one grammar-Nazi do anyway?” Dean laughed.

“The breaking of a seal will do much harm, Dean.” Castiel replied with utmost seriousness.

“O-kay,” Dean muttered, making a show of cocking his shotgun in preparation of entering the next room.

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[The Kelpie | Dean, Castiel | 100words | U-Rated | deancastiel prompt: "Lake, Painful, Discussing"]

He woke with a shudder; a cold flush sending painful shivers throughout his naked body and tearing forth a whimper of a moan from his lips.

Warm arms wrapped tightly about his torso and only the soothing whisper of words against his neck kept him from struggling away as the ice-cold fingers of remembrance touched at his mind.

A Kelpie! A Friggen Kelpie in the lake; its adhesive skin unrelenting as it dragged him down, his lungs burning fire till he’d no breath left.

“Dean?” Castiel called, tightening his hold.

“Not discussing this,” Dean mumbled, burrowing deeper into Castiel’s arms.

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[Into Temptation | Dean/Castiel | 100words | R/18-Rated | deancastiel prompt: "Tempt, Thereafter, Finger"]

“…thereafter, we must not be led into tempt- temptation,” Castiel stuttered on his words, a wanton moan spilling over kiss-swollen lips as he arched his body upwards, aching to feel the press of flesh against flesh; Dean's finger moved slow and teasing, tracing its way from sternum to groin.

"And would you consider this being 'led into temptation'?" Dean purred; hot breath burning over the sensitive flesh straining between his legs. Castiel's fingers clenched fistfuls of sheet, his body trembling with need.

“Yes,” he breathed, blue eyes blow wide with sin. His reply answering to more than just the question.

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[Yoga 101 | Dean/Castiel | 100words | PG/13-Rated | deancastiel prompt: "Jacket, Zucchini, Inverted"]

Good,” Castiel breathed in encouragement, watching intently as Dean bent himself into the inverted yoga position known as ‘the plow’.

“Yeah?” Dean lay on his back with his legs bent up and over his head, toes resting on the floor before him.

“Yes,” Castiel agreed, his lips twitching into a smile as from the pocket of his jacket he pulled what looked to be a very long and very green… zucchini?

“What’s that for?” Dean asked, wetting his lips.

“You are a long way from being able to pleasure yourself through yoga, Dean,” Castiel replied simply. Dean's eyes widened comically.

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[From Perdition | Dean, (Castiel) | 100words | PG/13-Rated | deancastiel prompt: "Illustration, Latte, Wire"]

The illustration was of a man; his body strapped to a latte stone and torn apart by the barbed-wire claws of Hell as a struggle between God and Lucifer for ownership of his soul took place. His mouth hung open in a silent scream and the sound of it echoed through Dean’s skull; the cry merging with the memory of his own screams as Alastair fought tooth-and-claw to keep him and Castiel, gripping him too tightly, dragged him from the pit. Dean closed the book with a snap, heart thumping. He’d leave Sammy to do the research from now on.

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Tags: [&]: [m/m]: dean winchester/castiel, challenge: deancastiel: drabbles, character: [spn]: castiel, character: [spn]: dean winchester, fanfic: supernatural, fic: rating: pg/13, fic: rating: r/18, fic: rating: u, fic: wordcount: 100

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