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Hey, all! I'm SorrelColonel, and I'm looking for somebody to do F/M pairings with me! I'm open to almost any plot line, and I don't care the ages of the characters either! I tend to like high school or 20s in terms of ages, but anything goes! I can play either the female or the male, so I don't...

I'd be up for doing the singer ones or the forbidden romance, if you're interested!

I would like to do something with you, if you want to!

"I don't have it!" He held out both hands. 

(It can be either honestly, I know a lot of people have it be the second way, but I'm not really the kind of person that likes stuff like that..... I imagine it more of a very intense "playing with your hair" thingy, if that's the analogy you'd like to use. It's not to the point of...

Sam's phone buzzed in his pocket, and he immediately tried to cough and cover it up. 

(Are you one of the people who accepts this headcanon? (That the wings are very sensitive and can cause this kind of reaction?) Because if not, we can go back and correct it. I just assumed you were one, sorry.)  His breath began to come in quicker gasps as her fingers trickled across the...

Sam raced away to get the rest. 

He stumbled backward, but didn't say anything. 

His face was displaying almost-hypnotized traits. He was now struggling to keep his eyes open at all, let alone widened. His lips were parted slightly, and his breaths were coming in deep, slightly shaking breaths. The wing was stretched out to the full, just as one stretches out something when...

"I love you too," he murmured. 

"Don't talk like that." He leaned down, though, and kissed her. 

Castiel's breath shook as he exhaled when her other hand touched his wing. He was completely entranced by her soft fingers gliding over the feathers. The feathers trembled more, and Castiel unconsciously moved his wing downward so she could reach it better. 

"What? Why?" He asked, confused. 

He put her on the couch slowly. 

(Absolutely! That's the way I kinda imagine the wings as well- black, but colors can be seen across them when they shine.)  Cas's feathers trembled as she touched the one she'd singled out, but not with pain. Cas's nearly-hypnotized expression revealed that he was as engrossed by her fingers...

He did so, slipping his arms under her and picking her up afterwards. 

He was no longer watching her, but was rather gazing out into the cave. His shoulders were somewhat slumped, intense relaxation and pleasure stemming from her stroking of the wings. When she separated the feather, he sighed again, eyes nearly closing before he forced them open again. 

He half smiled at her, grasping her hand.