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Dare you to write Sastiel cuddles with wing hugs.

“You’re very large,” Castiel says.

Sam chuckles. “What, you’re just now noticing?”

“No, but it’s just now bothering me,” Castiel replies, burrowing harder against Sam’s broad chest. “Dean calls you ‘octopus arms’ sometimes, and he’s right.”

Sam tightens his hold, resting his chin on the crown of Castiel’s head. “What’s with the whining?” he says affectionately. “You still mad I was gone for a week without you?”

“Don’t treat me like a child. I am an Angel of the Lord.” 

With that amount of petulance, and his voice muffled by Sam’s shirt, he sounds more like a Toddler who Needs a Nap. “You don’t have to be the strongest all the time,” Sam says softly, running his hands up and down Castiel’s bare back. He enjoys catching the angel after he’s had a long, hot shower. “Or the biggest.”

Castiel snorts. “No, but… when you’ve been away… it’s foolish. I wish I could fold you up like you do me. It’s comforting.”

The sentiment makes Sam’s entire being flush with happiness. “Hey,” he says softly. Castiel looks up, and Sam kisses him briefly. “I feel it, anyway.”

Castiel loops his hands around Sam’s neck, drawing him back down for a deeper kiss that the taller man is more than happy to oblige. But then… Castiel shifts in his arms, there’s a rustling, and Sam feels something he’s never felt before. Warmth and a bit of static cling.

He blinks his eyes open to find him and Castiel encased in darkness. “Wow,” he breathes.

The black wings arch over them in a cocoon. The long feathers at the base of Castiel’s wings invite Sam to shuffle even closer with a gentle pressure on his back. He leans against the angel with a sigh. “You see?” Castiel murmurs.

“Yeah,” Sam whispers. He feels completely surrounded. Safe. Loved. He gingerly slips his arms down under Castiel’s wing joints and around his waist. He hums with contentment. “You can do this any time you want.”

Castiel smiles as he arches up for another kiss. “Noted.”