Christine (spaghettitoes) wrote in spaghettific, @ 2011-01-28 13:30:00 |
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Supernatural Fic
Title: Failure to Communicate: Castiel
Fandom/Characters/Pairings: Supernatural, Dean/Castiel
Word Count: 1,082
Rating: R
Summary: Dean phones Castiel but his mind’s not really on the conversation
Warnings: Slightest hint of spoilery for S5
Disclaimer: We have nothing to do with Supernatural or CW but y’know that’s easily corrected CW if you’re interested.
Author's Notes: All blame falls squarely on the shoulders of` Hannah_Dee who mentioned the “danger wank” one day. This is the result of the conversation that followed our discovery of this. Written in conjunction with my darling wifey and you should really read her post first (but come back!).
The title is all my fault because I am a fussy bitch picky. Some shameful inter-betaing going on here.
I am standing on a urban street when my cellular phone emits the high pitched scream that Dean informed me is the signal he is attempting to contact me. I have just dispatched a minion of Satan and should be concerned about the physical remains but this city has a high murder rate and the local authorities will find no evidence to implicate my vessel.
Dean is, without doubt, more important so I leave the scene and answer the cellular phone. These devices are not designed for ease of use but they serve their purpose. As there is only one being in creation who could be contacting me I press the appropriate key and wait for Dean to speak.
Dean does not appreciate my silence and seeks confirmation that I am in fact myself. With his voice I become aware of Dean’s physical essence. I am unable to see him in any sense a human can understand but I am aware of his physical state. The human ability to be both relaxed and physically active is intriguing.
It appears that Dean has found a dagger of possible angelic origins. Although I find it highly unlikely that the
I become aware that Dean is trying to steady his breathing as he speaks on the assumption that I am unaware of his actions. It is a human habit to collude in certain ‘white lies’ so I do not mention my awareness of this. The sound of his carefully held breath and stunted words only helps to clarify my awareness of his physical state. Dean is biting his lip in an attempt to prevent me becoming aware that he has his free hand on his penis and is manually stimulating the muscle.
I enquire as to Dean’s location, surely if his purpose is for me to excite him sexually this can be better served by my physical proximity. He refuses my offer and I am once again confused by the disparity between his desires and actions. Considering the possibility I have misunderstood him I enquire once more about the artefact he has uncovered. He chooses to describe it to me instead of allowing me to see it, he momentarily considers it to be purple but on questioning this detail changes. The object is beside the bed, unconnected to him and I am therefore unable to visualise it as I am him.
Becoming acutely aware of Dean’s physical excitement I cease walking and move to a quieter location. Dean often surprises me but I do not believe he is sexually aroused by the sound of late night delivery trucks. The quiet alley-way will allow him to hear me better and, as my awareness is linked to the sound of his voice, I will be able to more accurately envisage him.
As I explain to Dean that holy weapons are not so easily constructed by humans as those used to fight demons I hear sounds best described as huffs and I suspect that Dean is finding something about the conversation arousing. I further suspect that I am involved in this arousal as he once again enquires as to whether I will come to inspect the artefact. I confirm that I will as soon as he provides me with his location.
When he laughs with a shaking gasp I come to realise his thoughts more accurately and realise that Dean wishes to climax before I arrive. He attempts to make a glib remark about me being in a rush so I take the opportunity to explain that I was in pursuit of demons when he called and that my time is not solely for his use. He finds this amusing and tells me that he is in the state of
I teleport across the three intermediate states and inform Dean I too am in
I am not aware of this human ritual but I will participate further; the connection I have with Dean is heightened by being closer to him and I arrived in a quiet location. Although I am not familiar with the physical sensation myself I find Dean’s physical indulgence exceptionally fulfilling in its own right. He oft denies himself pleasures or affections and I am glad to be the device of happiness in his life. Dean in the act of self gratification is a testament to the human form and it is compelling to study his physical state as I am able to.
Suspecting that my continued participation in the lie is of import I ask if Dean can recall the weapon being used or discussed on previous occasions. I emphasise how important it is that I see it and that I can arrive swiftly; I do not ask for his location. Dean attempts to answer me but I suspect he is approaching orgasm and his ability to speak is inhibited. I caution him that if I am so required I can manually check the entire state for his location – I do so with an authoritative tone. Dean appreciates this.
Dean tells me the name of the city and I assure him I am en route before pressing the key that ends the conversation. It takes me approximately 37.4seconds to search the city of
Dean appeared extremely sated by the action. Assuming that continued adherence with the deception is required I do not mention Dean’s apparent pleasure or my own disappointment at having missed the culmination of our efforts.