Title: The Art of Kissing
Author: Angelina
Fandom: Supernatural
Rating: S
Genre: pre-slash, fluff
Paring: Dean Winchester/Castiel
Summary: Your prompt: Dean teaching Castiel how to kiss, and Castiel ends up kissing Dean really quick, nervously asks 'Like that?' and leaves Dean silent and flustered for a moment.
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THE ART OF KISSING
“No, it’s more like this”, Dean explained for the millionth time sounding frustrated and showing Castiel, by example, how to move his lips, “it’s not like you're trying to suck the life out of someone.”
Castiel squinted his eyes and stared at Dean’s lips intensively. Dean quickly stopped moving and felt himself blushing.
“I do not see the difference”, the angel stated simply and shrugged, “that seems exactly the same to me.”
“Oh for the love of -”, Dean muttered and threw his hands up in the air, “I’m done. There’s no way I can teach you how to kiss someone. Go outside and practise with someone else.”
Castiel stood up a bit hesitant, looking at Dean and then to the door.
“Really? It seems a bit -”
“Of course not really, what the hell Cas! You can’t just go out and start kissing people, they’re going to call the cops or beat the shit out of you.”
Castiel sat back down and looked even more confused.
Dean took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Sometimes he really did not have the patience to teach the fallen angel the basics about being a human.
“Okay, so. I’m pretty sure you’ll know what to do when the time comes”, he tried with a more friendly tone, “I mean, nobody knows exactly what to do, before it is actually time for the action, you know?”
Castiel seemed to think it through.
“So when you have the chance to kiss someone and you want to do it, just… go for it. You’ll figure it out, you’re smart like that.”
Castiel smiled a bit and stood up again. He walked to Dean, grabbing the other man’s face gently. Then the angel pressed his lips briefly against the hunter’s lips.
“Like this?” he asked quietly and his low voice made Dean shiver.
Cas backed up and looked Dean deep into the eyes waiting for an answer. The hunter just stared back with his mouth hanging open.
“S-something like that”, he finally stammered and quickly grabbed his leather jacket, “come on, I need a beer.”