THE POSTER FOR THE LIGHTBORN PROJECT ARRIVED!
IT’S BEAUTIFUL! I LOST THE ABILITY TO SPEAK FOR A LONG MOMENT WHEN I SAW THAT!
THE POSTER FOR THE LIGHTBORN PROJECT ARRIVED!
I got stunned by Sebastian’s Roché’s looks in Merlin (he plays Gawain). The movie only dates form 1998 and he seems so young <3
My favourite parts of the SPN 2011 Annual. I think I need to do another for this year…
The EXCERPTS ARE HERE.
Summary of the “book”:
In Hot Blooded, Castiel Shurley and Dean Winchester cross paths in one steamy encounter after another. But as they become closer, Castiel discovers that Dean has a horrifying secret—he’s a vampire doomed to a bloodthirsty immortality!
With danger haunting their every kiss, Castiel falls for this creature of the night… while Dean dreads revealing one final secret that could doom their intoxicating love.
Castiel and Dean meet at the library…
…A man in a black leather jacket gazed down, one arm stretched to hold back the skewed bookcase that had nearly fallen on Castiel. “Pardon me,” the stranger murmured with a slight smile, and with a smooth movement, he turned and tipped the heavy bookshelves back into their proper position. “My name is Dean. Are you all right?”
“All right?” Castiel asked distantly, looking up into the depths of the man’s hypnotic gaze. “I guess so, sure.”
Dean nodded. “May I help you up?” His voice was like his clothing, soft, rich, almost beckoning. The dim light fell gently on his light brown hair and shoulders as he held out his arm. His hands were strong, long-fingered and strangely pale.
Castiel grasped the other man’s arm—and the touch made his skin tingle with pleasurable sensations as he was pulled to his feet. As Dean reached up to stabilize the bookshelf, Castiel watched the muscles of the stranger’s muscular body shifting under his snug-fitting clothing. Castiel didn’t even want to think about the heavy, dusty books crashing down on him.
“Thanks for the rescue,” Castiel said with a grin. “You’ve got some killer reflexes there.”
“I find them to be useful at times.” Dean smiled, teeth reflecting brightly in the dim aisle. His voice held all sorts of sensual promise. “Your own reflexes, however…”
“Yes, sometimes I get so lost in my research that I don’t notice what’s around me. Or in this case, nearly on top of me.”
The unintended double meaning in his words made Dean smile crookedly. “It would seem so. It was fortunate I was passing by.” His eyes gleamed. “Who knows what position you might have found yourself in?”
Castiel and Anna share intellectual repartee…
Castiel put down his coffee and glared with mock severity at his best friend. “Look, I’m sorry if I keep disappointing you by not sleeping around more often, but I guess I’m a romantic. And hooking up between the stacks isn’t exactly a special moment.”
“I’m not suggesting that… though it does have its plusses.” Anna grinned as if reliving a particularly naughty memory—and knowing her, she probably was. “But obviously you like this guy and you’re into him. So pursue it. It’s not often you meet someone who tightens your boxers. And he sounds delicious. I suppose you’re sure he’s gay?”
“The tongue down my throat was a giveaway,” Castiel replied, adding with a knowing smile: “So don’t you even think about it. He’s mine.”
“Wow. Possessive already.”
Her words brought Castiel up short. Was he really having such thoughts about a man he didn’t know? “I just…” Castiel scrambled to make sense of what he was thinking, how he was feeling. “He was just really something, you know?”
“Well, I hope I get the chance to meet this god among men. With any luck he’ll be at the party!” Taking back the invitation, Anna waved it before her face like a Southern belle’s fan.
“I hope so too,” Castiel murmured, not wanting Anna to know just how taken with this stranger he’d become so quickly.
And suddenly Castiel could almost see those eyes again, feel their stare on the back of his neck. The stranger was here….
Dean has vampire lust…
He’d been watching Castiel for weeks. Everything about the mortal was compelling: his intelligent blue eyes, his kind smile, the way he carried his sexy athletic body… even the books he read and the subjects he studied. Dean followed Castiel whenever he could. Eventually, Dean wanted to do more than just watch. And opportunity or perhaps fate had presented itself.
Dean should never have flirted with Castiel. He definitely should not have kissed him. But he couldn’t help it. Dean was already intrigued and that kiss had increased things exponentially. And judging by the younger man’s reaction, their desire was mutual.
Dean had been so tempted to lean in close, to whisper an invitation in his ear, draw the younger man away from the protection of the crowds. To take him where they could be alone and no one could intrude upon them. Castiel would have gone willingly, Dean was sure of that. He’d felt how turned on Castiel had been when they kissed earlier, not to mention how Castiel had arched his body into his. The vampire’s mouth filled with longing and hunger, his teeth ached with need.
Dean craned his neck around the corner and found Castiel instantly, laughing amid a group of men. Some were interested in Castiel, standing too closely to him, giving off what the interlopers probably thought were charming smiles. And Castiel smiled back. Dean pushed back the burning jealousy. His lips pulled away, revealing a fierce display of sharp white teeth.
Dean knew he had no right to have such thoughts, to be so possessive. But he couldn’t help it: he wanted Castiel, perhaps more than he’d ever wanted anything. Even though that desire could be the death of both of them….
I DON’T THINK I CAN ANYMORE. *goes hiding in the dark corner*
And I think I’ve waited long enough for those two to close the distance like that. Next step: KISS.
Oh, suddenly I feel like Sebastian from The Little Mermaid.
I STILL HAVE TO WATCH THE NEW SUPERNATURAL EPISODE, BUT DEAN AND CAS, DEAN HUGS CAS, DEAN HUGS CAS!!!!!!!!
I DON’T THINK I CAN EVEN!