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    Sam is still looking at him expectantly, waiting for his translation, and Castiel stares blankly at the tablet for a moment, contemplating his situation. He’d like to phrase this delicately, but he’s painfully aware of just how much that is not his strong suit. All he can manage is a grimace before Sam catches the scent of impending disaster and begins to fidget.

    “What is it?”

    “Well,” Castiel replies, mind going unhelpfully and uncharacteristically blank as his body temperature continues to rise and his insides begin to feel sort of funny. “We need to have sex or we’re going to die.”

    ...

    OR-- Sam and Cas find themselves in your typical, run of the mill, fuck or die scenario. They fuck, they don't die, and then (as if that wasn't enough) they must do their best to hide this all from an increasingly suspicious Dean.

    [Not a Sastiel fic; Destiel centric]

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