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Dean's cock twitched in his pants, and his mouth dropped, literally, as his eyes glued onto the figure in front of him. It was Castiel- a short, loose, black lace kimono wrapped around his bare torso, tied with a black ribbon around his waist. On his waist, fixed snugly, was a black garter belt, connected to a pair of black stockings, embellished with rhinestones on the hems. Castiel reached a hand up to ruffle his fuzzy black hair and walked over to his desk, tapping something on his phone. With the way he bounced his hip, Dean guessed he was playing music. The sight in front of him was too tempting, and Dean found himself unable to take his eyes off Castiel, as he swayed his hips, dancing carelessly, hands roaming over his own body. Dean knew he was intruding a personal moment, but he couldn't care less. Castiel looked downright delectable, and every fiber in Dean's being urged him to smash the glass on his window and barge in Castiel's dorm room.

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