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“Dean,” Cas says over dinner. “What do you want for your birthday?”
Dean takes a bite of the burger Cas had cooked for him an hour ago. “For the writers to recognize you as a main character and give a shit about your storyline.”
Cas grins, because he is allowed to experience joy. “Me too. Birthday blowjob?”
“Of course.”
And there was lots of kinky sex that night because there were no queer-baiting producers to stop them.
