🎶: 'Break The Spell' by Daughtry

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"Are you sure nothing happened? I mean, this witch doesn't leave anyone empty handed. She uses spells on anyone she encounters," Sam questioned to clarify and Dean rolled his eyes.

"How many times do you want me to say 'yes'? Nothing happened, [y/n] and I are in perfect condition and completely untouched," Dean replied and Sam looked at him with concern.

"That worries me," He mumbled and you walked into the library, skipping along. "Hey boys! What are you talking about?" You asked and they looked at you with eyebrows raised.

"You, actually," Dean said, "Well me as well but-Basically our encounter with the witch." You smiled and walked happily to a seat near where the boys were sitting.

"Oh that, well Sam... Both of us are perfectly okay. We should focus on other things," You said and licked your lips, to your own surprise, "Maybe something fun-"

Just then Castiel walked in, coat, frown and everything else that he usually has on. Part of you didn't like it that way. "I think you could use some fun, right Cassie?" You said and raised your eyebrows a few times at him.

"Um..." He stared at you suspiciously, "What do you have in mind?" You chuckled and grinned at him, standing up from your seat and walking out of the library without saying another word.

You turned to a corridor and leaned against the wall, confused by the way you were acting.

Why the hell am I feeling so... Needy?! You thought and gulped.

You walked into your room and Cas was not far behind you. He was confused as to why you kept looking at him as if he were a slice of pizza. Oh and he knows everything about pizza...

Knock! Knock!

Castiel entered after alerting you that he was there and you looked to him with a fuzzy feeling bubbling inside you. "What are you doing here?" You asked, laying down on your bed, onto your side with your legs stretched out and hand under your head, lifted.

"I wanted to check on you. You seem to be acting different," He said and you smiled. You got up from your bed and walked to the door, closing it tight then licking your lips and walking to the other side of the room.

Cas was completely puzzled by your behaviour, maybe even slightly concerned. "Sit Castiel, don't be a stranger," You said airily. The Angel furrowed his brows at you mentioning his name in full. You never do that.

"It's kind of hot, don't you agree?" You questioned and he nodded slowly, "You should take your coat off."

You watched him not progress to remove his coat and you bit your lip, while you slid your hands under his coat and slipped it off. "W-Why-What's wrong with you? Are you ill?" Castiel asked, his muscles tensed up.

"I'm not ill sweetheart, I'm just... Happy," You answered and he looked at you blankly. He was trying to relax his nerves but he failed miserably. You noticed his anxiety.

"What's wrong Cas? You look a little jumpy," You said smoothly and bent over while getting closer to him. You put your hands on his shoulders and rubbed them softly, looking him in the eyes with a lustful smirk.

He gulped, you watched his throat move while his chest rose and fell rapidly. "[y/n] this is inappropriate, I should lea-"

You placed your finger on his lips and whispered, "Shhhh" very softly. You stood up straight slowly and said, "Now Cassie, don't be such a killjoy. I just want to pass the time by doing something fun."

You reached for the hems of your shirt and pulled it over your head. You threw it down then ran your hands through your hair. You stretched your arms a bit and moaned slightly.

You felt Castiel's eyes scanning your body for the first few seconds but then he quickly lowered his gaze and looked to the floor, hands clenched into fists. You grinned a little and lifted his chin.

"Cas, you don't have to be shy in front of me, ok-"

Click!

"Hey [y/n], have you-"

You looked to the door sharply and raised an eyebrow. It was Dean... That asshole.

"Oh thank my father," Castiel mumbled and you looked at him with eyes squinted. "I, um... I-I-Were you busy?" Dean stuttered and you crossed your arms.

*****

"I told you that the witch did something to you guys! Honestly Dean," Sam shook his head with concern and his brother shrugged his shoulders.

"Well I'm sorry I didn't realise that the witch makes people horny! How the hell does that even make sense?!" Dean answered in anger.

You continued to twirl around the library, looking at books and the artifacts while looking at Castiel from time to time and smiling at him. Your want for him grew by the second and it was starting to get frustrating.

You stood in a spot and crossed your feet over, biting your lip with force and placing you hands on your hips. You were so uncomfortable.

Cas looked at you and sighed, "We need to do something to help-"

"Guys I'm really really-"

You stormed towards them and groaned a bit. The boys looked at each other. "Someone... F!@# me," You mumbled and leaned on the table. They watched you in confusion.

"What?" Dean asked and you slammed your fist on the table. "One of you, please do the honours of f!@#ing me," You begged and took a deep breath.

A grin crept on Dean's face and he looked to his trenchcoat wearing friend. "Cas... Would you volunteer?" He asked, "[y/n] seems interested in you the most."

Castiel stiffened and his eyes darted from his friend to you. "I-I will NOT be a part of... No, it's wrong," He said, flustered.

Dean rolled his eyes, Sam didn't bother being a part of this conversation. "Oh come on, you've slept with someone once-"

"Twice."

"Twice? Okay... So then just do it man. You know how it goes," Dean said and you snapped. "Guys if you don't decide soon I'm going to do one of you right here, right now and I won't care who's in the room!" You yelled and the guys genuinely got scared.

"Fine... I'll-"

"Shut up and come here," You gripped Castiel's hand tightly and dragged him to your bedroom.

*****

You stormed into the library, disrupting Sam and Dean's concentration as they looked to see if they can get rid of the witch.

You paced around in rage and Dean watched you with a slight smirk. "Cas didn't do good I'm guessing?" He asked and you stopped and looked at him, then resumed your anger filled pacing.

"Oh he did good..."

"Sarcasm, interesting-"

"I'm not sarcastic. It was so good, the best actually..." You trailer off then shook your head to snap out of your thought, "But I'm still in need of, UGHH!"

You stomped to the other side of the room just as Castiel walked into the library, clothes messy and hair messier.

"Woah Cas, you look like you ran a marathon," Sam commented and Cas looked at him feeling out of place. "I didn't... Know that I wanted that," Cas commented, "I-I need to sit down."

Dean raised his brows and shrugged, feeling kind of awkward actually. "What do we do about [y/n]?" Sam asked and Dean shook his head, having no ideas.

"Well I can only think of one thing for Miss Hornyness here, which would be, you know... Doing us one by one?" Dean suggested with a doubtful expression and Sam rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw.

"Dean, don't take advantage of this situation! Maybe it made her feel worse," He countered and Dean sighed. You looked at the boys with no hope, grabbing your phone then exiting the library in a dramatic sort of way.

"I'll be in the shooting range, taking out my sexual frustration on a bunch of paper cutouts with guns, if you find a way to get rid of this irritating problem," You informed, sick and tired of this witch's spell.

Castiel looked at the guys then follows you. Dean shifts in his seat and said, "Uh Cas, be careful. Watch out because she could, you know, want you again."

You poked your head into the library and flashed the middle finger at Dean. He stared at you blankly and went back to his work.

But he was right.

Man, you'd love to f!@# Cas again... Because of the spell, obviously.