Yesss. Another victory. Also, take that, Cas. Could've been him. Could've been him with both of them, but it wasn't, and sucks to be him right now, doesn't it because Meg's enjoying herself and Dean sure as hell is enjoying himself as his control breaks and he comes as he rocks into her shallowly a few more times. Once he's spent, he's breathing hard and slowly turning to jelly, and he flops back onto his back. The sparkling mark from Raphael's arrow is starting to fade.

He turns his lazy smile over to her and lifts his eyebrows.

"Awesome, right?"