Groaning into her mouth, Cas pressed her back against the wall, hand almost covering the small expanse of her chest as he tried to will his vessel into a sense of order that wasn't to be found. Her skin felt just as hot as his did, but it was smoother somehow, more pleasant to the touch as he edged his fingers down, pushing the fabric down just enough to cup her breast.
He gasped, unprepared to feel her flesh beneath his palm in such a manner and he knew just enough about the matter to want to pull back and apologize, fearing he made a mistake. He couldn't think and there was a tightness in the lower extremities of his vessel.
This was moving fast and Cas didn't know how to stop it, much less know if he wanted to at all.