2-12
Cas has tried numerous drugs. He had tried uppers, downers, everything. Hard stuff, soft stuff. He'd had sex with countless people and drank an ocean's worth of alcohol. But this recent addiction was the worst. He knew it was wrong. So, so wrong on so many levels. But he couldn't stop himself.
He could almost taste it just looking at the man. But it wasn't enough. He needed it and he needed it bad. The fallen angel had a taste for demon blood and he was hooked.