Chapter 8
Jason buried his nose in his lover’s black feathers, in an attempt to rub the honeysuckle scent all over his face as they rode out the aftershocks together. Castiel panted underneath him, unconsciously squeezing Jason’s c**k in a vise with every breath. The hot, sweaty warmth beneath him shifted as Castiel nosed along Jason’s jaw with a happy, wordless murmur. Damn, he loved his angel.
“I want coffee.” Castiel whispered once he’d calmed down.
“You always want coffee.” Jason pinched Castiel’s hip and rolled them over. It was a feat to do it right, to make sure the inky wings didn’t get caught and wrenched as they moved. It had taken just about all of the last month and a half to get the motion down. Unfortunately, it also made him slide out. He hated that part.
As soon as Cast
