So..I wrote Castiel/Jack Harkness/Castiel pwp for jazzforthecaptain
Just porn guys.
Harkstiel, “All you have to do is say, “yes”.
“Come on Cas, we both deserve a break.” Jack bumped his shoulder against the angel’s. Castiel frowned at the paper he was studying.
“This potentially could be a major threat.”
“There are always potential major threats. Let Sam and Dean take care of this one. All you have to do is say ‘yes’.”
Cas eyed him and set the paper down.
“Jack…”
Before he could give another argument, Jack slid a hand underneath Cas’s coat and tickled him under his ribs.
With an undignified squeak Castiel tried to jerk away. Grinning, Jack went for the other side, pinning him against the counter
After a bit of giggling, Jack suddenly got a fateful of wing, sending him stumbling back with a wide smile.
“Fine,” said Castiel, rolling his eyes.
“Good.” Jack turned away, only to realize angels were very good at finding ticklish spots.
A few rooms away Dean was decidedly not blushing as he turned up his headphones to drown out the laughing and giggling.
Jack’s seen a lot in his long life, but the cold December night in 1917 when Castiel showed up among his men, in uniform, always felt like his own personal Christmas miracle. There was no chance for anything beyond a few furtive touches, but it was all he needed, even as the artillery rained down around them and the freezing cold and wet turned the trench into sticky slush. Probably it was no coincidence that he lost no men that night and the angel was gone by dawn.
This is so lovely. And yes, I can tell you were listening to Bellau Wood. 😉
For what its worth, that actually popped in my head before I listened to it, after I watched White Christmas