You wanna write fluff?? Deancas in the kitchen. Do with that what you will. 😌 (p.s. i'm in love with u and your writing)
🥺Thank you so much !!!✨ that means the world to me !!! Love you right back! 😌💕💕💕
Warm honey 🍯 kisses ✨
The kitchen was toasty and smelled of sweet honey and chocolate that was waifing from the hot oven.
Dean had been cooking for the better part of the afternoon only taking small moments to catch a glimpse of his husband hard at work in his luscious garden from the bay window that overlooked the yard.
Dean smiled to himself wiping the sweat from his brow with a smal yellow dish towel with green polka dots scattered acrossed it.
Cas was harvesting honey from his thriving apiary and filling baskets with well ripened berries.
Both of which made excellent ingredients for Dean’s many baked goods. Today was a decedent Chocolate and honey cake.
Dean hummed a small tune to himself as he opened the oven to poke at the moist cake, almost done. He grinned.
A soft close of the screen door echoed into the kitchen.
Dean wipped his hands on his soft blue aron leaving small chocolate and flour residue.
“Smells delicious in here Dean.” Cas smiled taking off his garden gloves and putting down the basket of fresh berries on the counter.
“Told you Honey went with chocolate.” Dean said with a satisfied grin.
Cas shook his head and rolled his eyes.
“True as that may be ....with these talented hands I know you could make just about anything taste amazing.” Castiel took his husbands chocolate stained hands in his own and pulled them to his mouth for a soft nibble.
Dean smiled wildly at the sight Cas’s eyes still trained on him.
“Flattery will get you everywhere.” Dean huffed out softly.
Cas licked Dean’s left hand , his tounge darting out and taking in the taste before deciding to devour him one finger at a time.
‘Cas...you’re killing me.” Dean’s breath hitched , a small shiver traveled his spine.
Cas laughed quietly pulling himself closer to Dean still holding both his hands before letting them go to take hold of Dean’s face.
Dean leaned into his hands the smell of honey and fresh soil filling his nose, mixing with the growing sweet sent of the cake.
Cas placed a gentle kiss on Dean’s parted lips , chocolate again a softer kiss honey.
Dean eyes fluttered closed taking in the gentle touch and warm smells.
Berrrrinnnggggggg a bell repeated itself into the quiet brrrrrrinngggg
“The cake is done.” Dean’s lips curled to a smirk stealing a kiss of his own before turning his attention to the oven’s door he placed the black oven mit on his hand befor retreaving the perfectly cooked cake.
Cas admired his husbands work , and the joy’s it brought him cooking in thier small kitchen letting himself relax into thier life together.
“It looks perfect.” Cas smiled.
“Now time for frosting... I think you’ll enjoy this part.” Dean placed the cake on the counter and turned to face his lover again.
“I always do.”
I’m so sorry! This turned into fluffy domestic smutty vibes ! 🤣😬
Soooo I think I’ve finally decided what to do with that my poem thing The Way to Oblivion, I’m going to try and flesh it out into a full fic 👀I just can’t get the idea out of my head.
