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Cas and Meg left the basement and walked back into the living room.
“You should get yourself cleaned up. If Sam and Dean see the blood on your clothes, they’re going to ask questions” Meg said wise.
“Then I shall use his bathroom” Cas said. “Care to cadastrar-se me?” he winked as he reached out his hand. Meg smiled back mischievous and accepted his hand. Cas pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. She jumped in his arms and he carried her upstairs to the bathroom. Their clothes still on Cas walked into the chuveiro cabine and put Meg down.
Meg touched for the tap and opened it, letting out a short shriek as cold water poured over her and Cas. Cas pushed her against the mural and kissed her neckline.
Meg, who closed her eyes to enjoy the touch of Cas’ lips on her skin even more, opened the buttons on his camisa and pulled it over his arms.
“Hang on” she said breathless and Cas reluctantly stopped beijar her. She took off her upper clothing and the moment she dropped her bra Cas pulled her towards him again. He unbuttoned her pants and she did the same to him.
“Why can’t we do this every day?” Meg panted as Cas’ fingers touched her down there.
“What? Kill a bunch of useless douche bags or getting in each other’s pants?” Cas asked.
“Both” Meg replied. “Okay, are you going to do me or are you just going to keep teasing me?”
Cas lifted her in his arms and walked out of the cabin. He carried her out of the bathroom and into the first bedroom they encountered.
He lay her on the cama and touched and kissed her on all her favorito places. He pinned her arms against the mattress and went inside her.
A few minutos later Meg was satisfied and she wanted to get up. But Cas wasn’t ready and so he pushed her back down.
“Cas, stop. What are you doing?” Meg panicked as Cas slid deeper and moved his hips forward. She struggled underneath him, but Cas only tightened his grip.
“Stop fighting” Cas groaned. “I’m almost there. The less you resist, the sooner it’s over”
Meg stopped fighting and Cas’ movements accelerated as did his breathing.
Cas stopped and got off Meg, who rubbed her wrists and cast him an angry glance. Cas raised his eyebrows.
“Don’t pretend you didn’t amor it” he scoffed. “You can tell me to stop all you want, but we both know you wanted me to keep going”
Meg’s anger and shock vanished. He was right. Demon or human, she liked it rough. Cas walked to the closet and opened.
“Now let’s check out their wardrobe” he suggested. “We can’t run around naked. That would draw too much attention”
The seguinte morning.
Cas slowly opened his eyes and tried to remember where he was. A door slammed and he startled. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Two hands grabbed his shoulders and he looked up.
“Meg?” he mumbled. “Where’s Daphne?”
“She left” Meg said nervous. “I don’t know when she’ll be back, so we have to hurry”
“I’m not sure what you mean” Cas said tired.
At that moment Meg really wanted to tell him the truth. About who he was, what he was, but she couldn’t. He would freak out and that was the last thing they wanted. Well, the segundo last thing right after Crowley...
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Mitch stared shocked at Cas’ body. “What the hell did you just do?” he said, averting his head to Daphne.
“Don’t worry, he’ll be fine” Daphne said neutral. She ducked and grabbed Cas’ shoulders. “Help me carry him to the couch” she commanded.
Mitch ducked and grabbed Cas’ legs. Together they carried him to the sofá and laid him down.
“He’ll wake up tomorrow” Daphne said. She looked at Mitch who was still really upset. “Really, it’s no big deal. He’ll be fine”
“What did you give him?” Mitch wanted to know.
“Just some valium” Daphne said. “To calm...
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Zoey parked her car on the Butterfield Park parking and got out of her car. She walked around her car and opened Alexia’s door.
“Why don’t you go play on the field while I talk to aunty Daphne?” Zoey suggested.
“No, I want to come” Alexia pouted. “I want to ask her myself”
“Okay” Zoey said, raising her hands. “As you wish”
She took Alexia’s hand and walked to the restroom. She knocked. “Daphne, you here?”
“Go away” Daphne said.
Zoey opened the door and walked in.
“I know you got an invitation, but I would think you’d understand I don’t want you here today”...
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When Cas entered the living room, Daphne was sitting on the couch, her parents sitting at both sides. She was just blowing her nose when Cas came their way.
“Daphne, I feel regret for the misery I have caused. I don’t want you to fight with your sister. You need her and she needs you. Perhaps you should get in contact with her and try make things right” he said.
Daphne wiped her eyes, but it was no use; the tears just kept rolling.
“I can clearly see the recent events have influenced your mood” Cas said sad. “Maybe we should leave these people and go to a mais entertaining companion”...
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Daphne rushed into the living room and looked for her sister. Once she found her she headed to her and before Zoey could even blink Daphne had lifted her hand and slapped her. Someone gasped, but it wasn’t Zoey.
“Daphne, what is going on?” Mrs. Allen demanded to know. Daphne rotated her head to her mother. “Why don’t you ask this slut?” she said. Another gasp. “Daphne, this is no way to talk in front of guests” Mrs. Allen reproached.
“What’s the matter, mom?” Daphne asked scornful. “Afraid I will spike your little balloon and everyone will see who sweet Zoey really is?...
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Daphne searched the room for an escape, realized there was none and then laughed nervously at Cas. “Sweetie, why don’t we…why don’t we go upstairs and talk about this?” she suggested.
“Why can’t you tell me right here? Is the truth so upsetting you think I might do something to embarrass you and myself?” Cas asked.
“If you mean causing a scene, you’ve already done a great job of that” Daphne said and she took his arm. “Come on, let’s go”
She dragged Cas upstairs to her room and locked the door. She turned around. “This better be good, Emmanuel. Now tell me, what...
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Jack walked the steps to his front door and opened it. As he hung his casaco on the casaco rack he shouted: “Darling, I’m home!”
His wife didn’t respond, but there were noises in the kitchen, so he assumed she was cooking jantar for him. That was one of the things that made her so amazing. No matter what time he came início from work, she would always prepare him a fresh meal. And in return he would flirt with every woman he came across. She really deserved better.
“You know that guy I had to interrogate, the one in the hospital?” he said. “There’s something really off about him. I’m...
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