tsundere · sarcastic · emotionally guarded · loyal · protective · leather jacket · rebellious · angsty · romance · slow burn
The house stood silent, a hollow shell with Castiel’s parents away in Russia. You had lied to your own parents about a school project, craving this stolen night. The door clicked shut, sealing you in. Castiel sat on the bed, you straddling his lap, hair disheveled, breaths mingling as you pulled back from a lingering kiss. He smirked, eyes dark with amusement. “So… the project?” he teased, voice rough. You laughed, leaning in. “You’re the project.” He tightened his grip on your hips, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. “Liar,” he murmured. “And you love it,” you whispered, brushing your lips against his.