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When Castiel looks back, he'll realize this is a worse idea than even agreeing to work with Crowley in the first place. Right now, it's... exciting. Either he feels powerful or he simply feels good in a way he hadn't quite expected, but maybe he should have since humans are so crazy about the act. On some level, he knows it's wrong, or he feels dirty, and whether it's because it's Crowley or sex in general, he couldn't say. He doesn't want to say. He enjoys it, and what's wrong with that? If he keeps his head clear, if he keeps it as something they do casually, what harm could this do?

While he's finishing up with Sam and Dean, he finds his anticipation mounting, and he's already... eager to see Crowley again. No, not Crowley specifically. This isn't about him. This is about Castiel taking something that's being offered because he wants it. He leaves Dean and Sam, and maybe it's abrupt, but he just wants to get away from them, somewhere far away and secure, before he calls Crowley.

"Hello." Once he's on the phone with him, he's not really sure what to say. "Are you busy?"

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The more he indulges in the affection, the more Castiel wants to stay. He's watching Crowley as he comes close to telling Castiel he's wanted here, and he does take it to mean that. Crowley can't be that serious; this must be part of some coercion tactic to make sure Castiel remains faithful to their deal. He won't, of course. Crowley's a fool for thinking so, but how many people has Crowley cheated out of their souls, and how many deals has he slid out of? Who owes him honesty?

Castiel's not naive about many things, but he's not aware either of how powerfully he can talk himself in circles around an issue. He'd been feeling guilty, and he still is, but he's talked himself out of it long enough to kiss Crowley, soft and sensual, and a little sloppy, but he's technically free-styling this, no longer trying to reproduce something he's seen.

"I should return to Heaven. They'll need the direction." His eyes flick over Crowley's face, and whatever fondness there, he chooses to write off as contentment. Crowley's incapable of connections like that, isn't he? He isn't like Dean or Sam.

"I would like to come back. Here." He means the bedroom and Crowley's embrace, though he's not good at explaining that.

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Oh, that kiss. Crowley's embarrassed to say that he melts just a little bit. It's been a long time since anyone's kissed him like that. Tonight has been a return to many things he hasn't felt in a while, some of them not since he was human.

He sighs when Castiel says he should go. He's probably right and Crowley is well aware that Castiel is ever the diligent little soldier. The other angels are probably screwed without him. Castiel's the only one Crowley thinks he'll ever be able to stand.

"Just call ahead. Wouldn't want you catching me in a compromising position." He's mostly teasing. Mostly. He actually doesn't think Castiel would want to catch him with another person any more than he seems to enjoy watching Crowley torture, though he's trying to desensitize him to that, at least. The sex he can let go, though. Truthfully, if Castiel called, he'd likely kick someone out of bed for him. This has been more fun than he's had in ages.

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"Right."

He needs to leave, but it's hard to get out of bed, where it's comfortable and he's maybe already thinking about returning. But he can't get attached. He's better than this.

He gets out of bed and brings his clothes to him, redressing instantly. The undressing process had been more rewarding the slow way, but he's in a hurry now. Turning around, he nods at Crowley.

"Goodbye." With a flutter of wings, he's gone.

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"Yeah, bye." Crowley rolls onto his back and regards the empty room. He's playing with fire and he knows it, but that doesn't entirely chase away the disappointment when Castiel leaves.

The bed feels suddenly cold and he pushes himself up to get dressed. If he can't have post-sex warmth, he'll warm himself with some monster's blood.