STRICKEN [Castiel]

[Castiel]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/11sfgco.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 1px solid #c5c3bb; width: 500px; height: 600px; padding: 0px;, bTable] "I'm safe enough," he lied, smiling at her because it made something in his chest go tight and warm to hear that she worried for him. "I'm not fighting blade-on-blade battles any more, at least not often. These days it's all words and politics, maneuvering to get my way and block them from getting theirs." He could laugh it off all he liked, but the truth was there to see on his face and body, especially in the pitiless fluorescent light of a motel bathroom. The lines around his eyes and mouth were deepening, something that should have been impossible. There were darkening hollows beneath his eyes, a slight tremble to his hands sometimes. If he'd been human, he'd look like maybe he was having blood sugar issues, undiagnosed diabetes or something like that. Castiel was an angel denied the full strength of Heaven, Raphael's supporters couldn't deny Castiel his Grace but they could cut him off in a hundred small ways, and they did. Healing was harder, he couldn't go back to Heaven in the moments between moments to rest and revitalize himself, time travel was damned near impossible. He'd overextended himself to bring John and Adam back to earth, even with the help of the more powerful angels who'd thrown in with him. Castiel was an ophan, one of the least of the Host, and he was burning himself up from the inside trying to do things that would be a strain to the greatest of his siblings. But Castiel was still clinging to his denial, and so he kissed the corner of her mouth and slid his hands down along her back and said, "I love you as well. And we'll take that vacation someday. The French Riviera, wine and sunshine and good food and no monsters to kill for two whole weeks." Another gentle kiss. "Our day will come." [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Location: Super 8 Motel, Alexandria, LA Music: Run Around - Blues Traveler Notes: He's really looking forward to it. [/style]

[Eve Amherst]

She gave him a glance, not too sure if she believed him very much, "Well I dunno 'ow politics are up dere, but down 'ere dey happen to be de reason most people get assassinated, politics can be just as dangerous," Maybe that was just her worrying though, but she could see him wearing down, it was definitely becoming more pronounced every time she saw him, though she didn't want to say anything, "Jus' be careful not to wear yourself out to much, political maneuverin' or not," Eve said, cupping his face and caressing his cheek with her thumb gently. She didn't know what she'd do without him now together or not, or what any of them would do for that matter, the idea alone scared the crap out of her.

Oh Eve wished there was something she could do for him, anything at all to help take any of that load off his shoulders. Evie wasn't used to being unable to help, "Ya had me at vacation," The woman said with a smile, already thinking about how good that vacation would be, kissing back she cuddled into him with a sigh, "It damn well better, we all deserve it," That was the god's honest truth as far as she was concerned, everyone involved in any of this was currently working their asses off. Reluctantly pulling away when the water started to run cold she shut the spray off and reached out for a pair of towels and handed him one, wrapping herself in the other as she stepped out.

"I don't suppose I could keep ya all to myself for a little while longer tonight can I?" Eve asked as she carefully dried herself off, "It's alright if ya gotta run though, hadn't meant to pull you from what you were doin' earlier in de first place, shouldn't have either, shouldn't have lost my head...." The huntress trailed off, mentally berating herself for her earlier mistakes, she had almost gotten herself killed out of stupidity. Honestly she didn't want him to leave but Eve totally understood that he definitely had more important things to do then sit in a dingy old Super 8 Motel room with her, even if it was just for a little while longer. Hanging the towel back up Evie walked out of the bathroom and picked his coat up, tossing it on and falling into bed, "I'm keepin' your coat," She said, giving him a look that said she dared him to try and get it back.

Location: Super 8 motel Alexandria, Louisiana
Music: Never Say Die - The 69 Eyes
Outfit: whole lotta nothin
Notes: she's commandeered the coat

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[Castiel]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/11sfgco.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 1px solid #c5c3bb; width: 500px; height: 600px; padding: 0px;, bTable] Castiel dried himself off, clumsy with it as he was about an odd assortment of human behaviors because, well, he'd never actually taken a shower before. When he got dirty, he simply made himself clean again, the same way that he mended the suit and coat or mended any damage to the vessel's flesh. But he tried gamely, rubbing the towel over his damp skin and scrubbing it against his hair in a way he'd seen Dean do once. The towel itself flopped around strangely, but he found the slight scratchiness of the terrycloth against his skin pleasantly invigorating. As he rubbed himself dry he said, "I can stay." Telling that he didn't put any time limit on it, he would stay with Eve as long as he could. That could be until she was ready to leave in the morning, or it could be five minutes if one of the Winchesters got themselves into trouble again, but for as long as he could be with her, he would be. "I am glad you called for me. I want to come when you need me. I want to be the one you look to for that." He was probably expressing it badly, but Eve had never held that against him yet. He watched her wrap herself in his trench coat and poor Castiel had no idea why that sight had his eyes darkening and a heat kindling low in his belly. There is a caveman pleasure in seeing your woman dressed in your clothes, an unevolved muddle of possession and protection and love and Cas had never experienced it before, had no defense against it. And so two seconds after she'd sprawled back on the bed with the flannel lining of his coat spread around her, its darkness setting off the porcelain perfection of her skin Castiel was stretching out above her, pressing skin to skin with a growl of male pleasure. "It looks better on you." And then he was kissing her with all the hunger that he'd been trying to hold back until now. [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Location: Super 8 Motel, Alexandria, LA Music: Run Around - Blues Traveler Notes: He's so easy. [/style]

[Eve Amherst]

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"Wonderful," She said with a happy little grin, almost giddy about it. Eve noticed he didn't slap on a time, but she knew he was a busy little bee to put it simply but hell she'd definitely take any and all time that she possibly could with the angel. Eve couldn't help but watch the clumsy sort of way he dried himself off with a little bit of amusement, it was times like these that really reinforced the idea in her that he really wasn't human. But she really did find it endearing in a way, like he needed to be taught some of the little odds and ends of being human.

Evie couldn't help but give him a kiss at his words, "I'm gonna take dat as your way of sayin' dat ya wanna be my hero, cause dat's adorable," Maybe she had misconstrued it, he sometimes didn't know how to get things across, again, not human so she couldn't hold it against him. God he was just so unintentionally adorable as far as she was concerned, it made he smile though cause he didn't seem to lie to her or keep her from anything so she knew he honestly meant what he said and that made her heart flutter pleasantly.

At some point in between the time that he had first draped the coat over her shoulders and now Eve had decided that she absolutely loved his coat, it was warm, it had his scent all over it and her subconscious had quickly connected the article of clothing with a security blanket. She wasn't sure she had actually expected his reaction but Eve definitely had no qualms with it as she shivered at the sound of the growl and she kissed him back with vigor, one hand coming to thread through his damp hair and the other running up his chest and around his shoulders. Evie only pulled away from his lips when she was sure that she was about ready to pass out from lack of oxygen, "So we're in agreement den, I'm keepin' you coat, you can 'ave it back next time you pay me a visit," She purred, hooking a leg on his hip and pulling him closer, nuzzling his cheek as she did so.

Location: Super 8 motel Alexandria, Louisiana
Music: Never Say Die - The 69 Eyes
Outfit: whole lotta nothin
Notes: totally loving his reactions

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[Castiel]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/11sfgco.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 1px solid #c5c3bb; width: 500px; height: 600px; padding: 0px;, bTable] "Fine by me," as Castiel was having a really hard time caring about the coat or anything else that wasn't about stringing soft kisses down the side of her throat and out across the top of her shoulder, pushing the trench coat out of his way to reveal the skin beneath. "You keep the coat, but you have to give me something in exchange. That's how it works, doesn't it?" He was quiet for a few moments as he worked his way across her collarbone, and then, rather defensively, "Not a pair of your underpants. I saw that baseball movie." Castiel had watched a lot of movies in the days when he was Falling, they hadn't particularly enlightened him about human behavior but they'd clued him in to some of the tropes. Anyway, he didn't much care about movies right now. Or underwear. Because he wasn't wearing any and neither was she and wasn't that a wonderful thing? He drew a slow line of kisses down between her breasts and let that take up his whole and total attention, very happily so. [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Location: Super 8 Motel, Alexandria, LA Music: Run Around - Blues Traveler Notes: Like a teenaged boy. [/style]

[Eve Amherst]

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Evie nodded a little, stretching under him and tilting her head, a pleasant sigh escaping her lips, "Mhm, dats de generally it," She said in agreement, half wondering what to give him as he wouldn't fit one of her vests but mainly pushing the thoughts aside as thing were quickly jumbling together in her mind. He was definitely a fast learner and had quickly learned what exactly the woman liked, which was great except when combined with her feelings for him and those damned amazing eyes of his it left her more like a mewling little kitten then the badass she normally projected to the world.

She was quickly drifting into a land of nothing more then sensation when he snapped her out of it and she lofted a brow at his statement, a teasing sort of grin on her face and a chuckle rising in her throat that she simply couldn't help, "Alright no underpants," Not that she every really wore any anyways. She'd find something to trade for the coat later, right now she was definitely becoming preoccupied with the angel on top of her. Slipping her arms out of the coat sleeves Eve gently raked her nails down his back, kissing his neck and caressing back up the nail marks to sooth any sort of sting.

Arching a little into the touch Eve smiled, head falling back into a pillow with a quiet moan. Weather they every actually managed to have that vacation they talked about or not, putting herself in harms way time and time again to save the world was definitely worth just this alone. An airy sigh escaped her and she ran her hands through his hair, giving it a playful tug before moving to touch any and all skin she possibly could, "I've decided I love touchin' ya ," Eve confessed with a bit of a giggle, pressing her warm body up to his and pulling his hips closer to hers .

Location: Super 8 motel Alexandria, Louisiana
Music: Never Say Die - The 69 Eyes
Outfit: whole lotta nothin
Notes: was that a major leagues reference? xD

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[Castiel]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style, background: url(http://i52.tinypic.com/11sfgco.jpg) center bottom no-repeat; outline: 1px solid #c5c3bb; width: 500px; height: 600px; padding: 0px;, bTable] "Mmmm?" Castiel's upstairs brain was starting to switch off as he worked that line of kisses down toward her stomach and got more and more lost in the way that she was touching his hair, shoulder, back. It was so easy to lose himself in Eve, to forget anything else he owned or owed, to believe the folly of human romantic myths about how nothing else could matter but the one you loved. Her words actually penetrated around the time that he'd reached the point of kissing the fragile silk-smooth skin around her navel. "Oh," he managed between kisses. "That is good to hear. Especially as I've forgotten how to live without touching you." It was nothing more than the truth, she had become as essential as oxygen. He might, he thought, survive losing the romantic relationship with her, though as he slid his mouth down into the hollow of her right hip that was a little hard to even imagine. But Eve gave him a stability and a connection to the world that nothing and nobody else, not even Dean, had ever given him. She was honest, and practical, and disinclined to drama and all those were things that Castiel hadn't realized he needed before he met her but which had now become crucial to his survival. [style=padding: 0px 10px; font-size: smaller;] Location: Super 8 Motel, Alexandria, LA Music: Run Around - Blues Traveler Notes: It's weird, playing a character so emotionally honest. I don't know how well I do at it sometimes, but it's fun and challenging. [/style]

[Eve Amherst]

Continued over Here in the district xD