There's something sweet in this, something Castiel can almost accept. This is what he wants, not Dean sex-crazed and touching him with supernaturally-created lust. He wants Dean here in Castiel's bed because this is where he wants to be.

Castiel's heart is pounding in his chest as he wraps his arms around Dean, pulling him close and kissing back like Dean is something precious, because he is. He means so much to Castiel; their friendship means so much and the idea of this becoming a part of it is more than a little terrifying.