He doesn't think he's that naive at all anymore, not in many areas; in sex, yes, but he's working on that and that's what this is all about anyway. It has nothing to do with fondness or a particular attraction to Crowley; he'd simply been convenient, and Castiel can't imagine he would have many hangups about engaging in sexual relations. He's a demon, the king of Hell, and if anyone can have sex for the sake of indulgence, Castiel would imagine he can. That's why he's here and not in another brothel with another Chastity.
This has nothing to do with affection, no fondness; how can he be fond of an abomination like Crowley? He can lie with him, but Castiel will keep his hands clean. That thought made so much sense before, but now, kissing Crowley back, it leaves him unsettled. Guilty, even.
"Is this the end of the..." Sex act? Liason? "Ritual?" In other words, can he go before he spends too long lying in Crowley's arms and thinking about... well, lying?
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"I'm not that naive."
He doesn't think he's that naive at all anymore, not in many areas; in sex, yes, but he's working on that and that's what this is all about anyway. It has nothing to do with fondness or a particular attraction to Crowley; he'd simply been convenient, and Castiel can't imagine he would have many hangups about engaging in sexual relations. He's a demon, the king of Hell, and if anyone can have sex for the sake of indulgence, Castiel would imagine he can. That's why he's here and not in another brothel with another Chastity.
This has nothing to do with affection, no fondness; how can he be fond of an abomination like Crowley? He can lie with him, but Castiel will keep his hands clean. That thought made so much sense before, but now, kissing Crowley back, it leaves him unsettled. Guilty, even.
"Is this the end of the..." Sex act? Liason? "Ritual?" In other words, can he go before he spends too long lying in Crowley's arms and thinking about... well, lying?