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Max has always considered himself a disciplined man; determined, focused, locked in on winning at all times; especially in Monaco where the stakes were so high. But Max was not prepared to be tested with the temptation of one messy haired Monégasque who used kissing as a secret weapon. As it turns out, frisky hook ups in dark hallways are more of a distraction than Max had anticipated.
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The kisses resumed a moment later; butterfly kisses dotted to the back of Cas’ neck. The touches were so feather soft it made Cas’ head spin.
“Do you,” kiss, “know,” another kiss, “what day,” three kisses in a row, “it is,” two more chaste kisses, “today?” Dean asked, ending with a long lingering kiss against Cas’ pulse point in Cas’ neck.
Cas nodded, gasping a breath against the overwhelming onslaught of tender touches, unable to utter the words. Of course he knew. How could he ever forget? Their first kiss with bands wrapped around their fingers. Their first dance as one. The first whispered ‘husband’ against each other's lips. Five years to the day and Cas was more in love than ever.
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- Part 26 of 50 Types of Kisses: Destiel Edition
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they stood there, under the awning, drenched with rain, laughing. dean dropped his head down onto cas’ shoulder, and cas’ hand found it’s way to dean’s chest, settling over dean’s heart.
their lips found each other a moment later in a rush of a kiss, but it didn’t last long as drips of rain water clung to their mouths. dean laughed again, and cas leaned forward to kiss the water droplets off of dean’s face.
a stuttered gasp slipped from dean’s mouth, and cas slipped one arm around dean’s waist; fingertips grazing under dean’s shirt to brush against his hip. that gasp morphed into a bitten off groan as dean desperately sought out cas’ mouth.
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- Part 25 of 50 Types of Kisses: Destiel Edition
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Wilson grabbed the receiver and sighed into the phone, “Whoever keeps calling, leave me alone.”
“Well,” said the voice on the other end of the phone. “Is that really the way to talk to the man who just bailed you out of jail. A ‘thank you’ would suffice, butttt that’s not really my style.”
Wilson blinked several times, rubbing at his eyes to clear his head as he processed the words. “House?” he asked blearily.
“What is my style, however, is some after hours fun and rule breaking as a form of gratitude.”
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“House,” Wilson said more urgently, hands shaking as he tried to loosen the knot of his tie so that House’s lips could kiss a burning trail down his throat. “Why…”
House tore his mouth away from Wilson’s neck, leaning back slightly in the dim light so he could glare at Wilson. “Do you want to waste time asking questions like ‘What are you doing?’ or ‘Why now when you’ve never made a move on me at work before?’. Or would you rather make out in the janitor's closet like horny teenagers?”
Wilson rolled his eyes. “Shut up and go back to shoving your tongue in my mouth.”
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50 Types of Kisses: Destiel Edition by deancaskiss
Fandom Supernatural, Supernatural (TV 2005)
14 Feb 2026
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