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My Ficlet: "Hey There, Chief!"

Updated: Aug 12, 2020

Author: Mistina and Sailor Shipper of the Cranky Ol’ Fangirls

Beta: n/a


Date: May 25, 2013

Revised: July 27, 2020


Series: “Supernatural”

Pairing(s): Dean/Castiel

Spoilers: 4x12 ‘Criss Angel is a Douche Bag’

Length: 311 words


Rating: 14a for implied sexual situations and some crude language


Summary: “What if Castiel had appeared in Season 4, Episode 12 ‘Criss Angel is a Douche Bag’?”


Author's Note:This is ‘spur of the moment’ crack I spewed out over yahoo during a “Supernatural” marathon with Shipper, with help from Shipper. Not to be taken seriously. Not proofread.

Excerpt from the show:


CHIEF: You are really gonna get it tonight, big boy.


DEAN: There’s been a misunderstanding. I think, uh, I’ve been had.


CHIEF: Oh, you ain’t been had till you been had by The Chief.


CHIEF: Oh, and before we get started, what’s your safe word?

SAM: No way!


DEAN: Ugh… Why the Hell am I telling you guys this?


SAM: *laughing his ass off*


DEAN: It seemed like a valid lead, dammit! How was I supposed to know that they were screwing with me?!


CASTIEL: I don't understand, Dean. Do humans find ‘abuse’ to be pleasurable somehow? Don’t tell me that you find it pleasurable… do you?


CASTIEL: *turns to Dean with puppy eyes*


DEAN: *flushes scarlet*


SAM: *wiping a tear from his eye* Well, Dean, I’ll leave you to demonstrate for him. I'm going to go to the library for a few hours to, um…


DEAN: What the Hell?!


SAM: Well, you know… Research! I’m gonna research our next monster of the week. Yeah, that’s it. Bye, guys! Have fun! *rushes out of room, laughing*


DEAN: Dammit, Sam! If anyone’s going to explain this to him, it's YOU you fruit —


CASTIEL: …he’s gone, Dean.


DEAN: Dammit!


CASTIEL: *soulfully stares into Dean’s eyes, more intensely than usual*


DEAN: Uhh… Cas? *starts backing away* Stop looking at me like… like that*backs up into the wall*


CASTIEL: *more staring*


DEAN: *stares back, cornered*


CASTIEL: *again, more staring only he imperceptibly raises a brow*


DEAN: Wait!


CASTIEL: Yes, Dean?


DEAN: You... You know! Y-You… You’re…


CASTIEL: ...


CASTIEL: * sighs* Dean, I’m fully aware of what humans find pleasurable.


DEAN: *eyes widen in surprise* Then why —


CASTIEL: I just... *finally looks away*


DEAN:


CASTIEL: *flushes, suddenly unable to look Dean in the eye*


CASTIEL: …I just wanted you to show me.


DEAN: …Cas?


CASTIEL: Dean…


DEAN: *gently reaches out to nudge Castiel’s chin up so that the angel’s gaze once again met his own*



*they share a sweet and romantic kiss*



DEAN: *suddenly pushes Castiel onto the bed roughly*


DEAN: Alright. What’s your safe word?



*SMEX*



THE END


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Epilogue