When an angel arrives, they always have their own calling card with them. For Castiel, it's a flutter of wings, faint ozone, the scent of earth and hope.Most angels have a similar essence.
Gabriel, naturally, was not 'most angels.'
Once upon a time, Gabriel felt like home, energy and light. The air around him tasted like freedom, hope, Heaven and purpose.
Now, he appears next to Castiel with the essence of something rich and dark, sweet and forbidden. To Castiel, the air around him is tinged with humor and something bittersweet.
Like chocolate.
Such a human decadence, but Castiel wants more. Wants to hold on, to touch and taste.
"For me to melt in your mouth, not in your hands," Gabriel had teased, eyes laughing at Castiel.
Castiel hadn't gotten the reference, but Gabriel's hands were in his hair, on his back,warm and soft and smooth.
He tasted sweet and sad, lost and grounded.
He tasted like history and creation.
Castiel wanted. Just wanted .
If Dean and Sam noticed Castiel taking chocolate candies from a bowl at a diner, and sampling with a look that could have been described as bliss..they never said a word
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Date: 2010-06-11 03:57 pm (UTC)Gabriel, naturally, was not 'most angels.'
Once upon a time, Gabriel felt like home, energy and light. The air around him tasted like freedom, hope, Heaven and purpose.
Now, he appears next to Castiel with the essence of something rich and dark, sweet and forbidden. To Castiel, the air around him is tinged with humor and something bittersweet.
Like chocolate.
Such a human decadence, but Castiel wants more. Wants to hold on, to touch and taste.
"For me to melt in your mouth, not in your hands," Gabriel had teased, eyes laughing at Castiel.
Castiel hadn't gotten the reference, but Gabriel's hands were in his hair, on his back,warm and soft and smooth.
He tasted sweet and sad, lost and grounded.
He tasted like history and creation.
Castiel wanted. Just wanted .
If Dean and Sam noticed Castiel taking chocolate candies from a bowl at a diner, and sampling with a look that could have been described as bliss..they never said a word