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    Sleep is the twin of death.
    -Homer

    John may think his flatmate strange, but he doesn't know the half of it. Sherlock's spent decades trying to reclaim his powers and return to the Dreaming as Morpheus once more, but hasn't been very successful. Is an ex-solider with a psychosomatic limp just the kind of help Sherlock needs, or will strange encounters with Sherlock's kith and kin prove too much for John to handle?

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    21 Jun 2018

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    Dean follows Cas’s line of sight and oh, okay, so, there’s a sprig of mistletoe dangling innocently above their heads.

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    19 Jun 2018

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    Cas doesn’t finish his thought, just smiles darkly to himself, eyeing Dean’s mouth, thumb swiping across Dean’s lower lip. “Sometimes all I can think about is getting you alone.”

    Dean feels his heartbeat pick up at the way Cas’s voice dips lower, his tone not so light and casual anymore. That look is in Cas’s eyes right now, his intentions clearly written on his face.

    “Got me alone right now,” Dean says slyly, a smirk forming. He’s hoping to coax Cas into action because the low thrum of arousal he’s been ignoring is sparking to life, and the heat in Cas’s words is definitely promising.

    “I do, don’t I?” Cas replies, humming agreeably. “That does open up a lot of possibilities.”

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    19 Jun 2018

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    It’s intoxicating to have Dean pliant and moaning beneath him, pulling him closer for desperate kisses. It makes Castiel want more, to push harder, wring every ounce of pleasure he can out of Dean, leave him a spent, shaking mess. Those thoughts alarm him sometimes, always aware of the otherworldly strength he possesses, constantly fighting to keep it in check.

    “Shit, Cas,” Dean says afterwards, voice shaky. “You sure like throwing your weight around, huh?” he mutters, pressing tentative fingers to his hips, his delicate neck, already mottled with purple from Castiel’s overeager mouth.

    Dean will have marks because of him, has them already, blooming bright on his smooth skin. This is exactly what Castiel was worried about.

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    19 Jun 2018

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    Castiel and Sam perform an ancient angelic purification ritual on Dean in the hopes of curing him of the Mark, but it has some unexpected consequences. In the process of trying to figure out what went wrong, Castiel realizes a thing or two about angelic history, Dean discovers that the boundary between divinity and humanity is not quite as delineated as he had thought, and together they learn that some things are a long time coming.

    “Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.” - Emily Brontë

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    17 Jun 2018