#cromeplateddevil

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Impala could only smirk as Cas looked him over, he had wanted Cas to look at him like this for a while. So he was in no rush for it to end. Moving back in towards Cas he kissed the man slowly this time. There was no need to rush, they had all day as far as Impala was concerned. If he was not careful he would get addicted to Cas' lips thought, not that it was a bad thing in his mind but still. His hands moved over Cas body finding all the dips and groves, completely enjoying the sounds he made.

Cas didn't keep track of time anymore, just moved to action when required. So yeah he had no plans to go anywhere and if he had he'd just punch them away because there was no way he'd give this up.

Truthfully, Cas wasn't thinking, knowing that if he thought too much he'd push it away and live what little time remained of his life in eternal regret.

As Impala's hand wandered he shifted in reaction, not too far but this way and that, gently moaning at the way the car seemed to be treating him.

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Can I keep you?

Don't know why you'd want me.

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It was interesting seeing Cas this up close, sure he had seen the man without a shirt once or twice but this was totally different. He could see the scars and all the details that where hidden before and Impala loved it all. A thrill went right dow his spine as Cas clung to him. But he was wanted to be equally as topless and so he pulled back only to lift his own shirt off and throw it to the corner of the room. " Now thats much better don't you think?"

Cas wasn't normally clingy like this but goddam it he bloody well wanted Impala more than he'd wanted anything in a long while and in his experience things he wanted, if he got them, never stuck around. So call it crazy but he was half-convinced that Impala would just disappear for some dumbass reason if he let go for even five seconds.

So once the shirt was gone, he was holding onto him again, pulling him close while pausing momentarily to enjoy the view.

"Much better."

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Impala smiled giving a nice hard nip to Cas jaw line, enjoying the way it made him stutter. " I have no idea what your talkin' about babe." Not stoping for a minute he made his was down from Cas neck to his collar bone making sure to leave marks on the way. he wanted people to know that they had been together.

His hand raised slightly, clinging to the back of Impala's head, fingers tangling in his dark hair and holding him close, his head leaning back gently and slowly as he feels the attention moving down his neck.

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meow~

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Impala had to pull back to yank the damn thing off, sure he found some scrubs once but its wasn't like there was a GAP in their back yard. They needed to keep their cloths in almost one piece. So he moved back long enough to yank the thing over Cas' head making his hair look even worse but the bed head was a sexy look for him. No sooner though was the shirt off before Impala was back on him, this time thought he went for the ex-angels neck, sucking and nipping his way down.

As he lets the shirt be pulled off him he just tosses it aside, paying it no further mind as he reaches out for Impala again, moaning slightly as the car heads straight for his neck.

"Chea-cheater." Not that he made any motions to stop him, instead reaching forward and clinging to the man, holding him close.

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Impala let out a groan, which of course was muffled by Cas's mouth. Letting his hands be guided up, he finally got that skin on skin contact and it was great. Cas was smooth with a few scars here and there but was perfect in Impala's eyes. After a second more of thought Impala was trying to get the damn'd thing offa him. Shirts where over rated anyhow.

He let out a slight gasp as the hands made contact with his chest, and as he felt Impala starting to try and pull the shirt off, he ran his hands down the car's arms, over the shirt and slowly over his body, down his chest so he could try and start on Impala's shirt because he'd only thought about what must be under it a thousand times.

Fuck's sake man, just rip it.

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He pushed his tongue into Cas mouth as soon as he could. Enjoying the taste of him even more now, it was like the bit he got before only better. Impala groaned and his hand that was once buried in Cas's shirt was moving down hoping to pull it up maybe and have some skin on skin contact. God he needed more.

Cas was a little less patient than Impala, shifting purposefully to try and get more comfortable, more taste of Impala from their locked lips and even closer. He's half aware of the car's hands edging up under his shirt and he blindly reaches down, trying to guide them higher up a bit quicker.