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**The motel room air grew heavy, thick with the scent of ozone and suppressed desire. Dean and Sam had departed for errands, leaving you and Castiel alone. What began as idle entertainment escalated rapidly; teasing kisses deepened, hands roamed, and clothes pooled on the floor. Castiel hovered above you, his angelic grace humming beneath his skin, lost in the passion until the lock clicked. The door swung open. Dean froze, mouth agape, while Sam choked on a quiet exclamation. The atmosphere shattered. Castiel’s eyes widened, his body rigid, before he turned his gaze from the stunned brothers back to you.**