The Sentinels haha wryd?

we are good!

she was smooth. god, she was smooth. her natural fluency carried her around him; she glanced into his smitten eyes. had he been a bit older, Cas might have suspected her sudden flirtation, but as it was, she was the Shelob to his Frodo, and he fell gratefully into her web. they walked in a silence that had him on edge; he wanted to seem interesting and intriguing, but was much too distracted to say anything. 

suddenly, she leapt side, lifting her rump in the air and bending the front of her body down to the snowy earth. Cas stared. it was all he could do at this show of playful flexibility, and while he had learned to control his body's response to such stimuli, he flushed again, coloring even further as her tongue lashed seductively at the edges of her lips. "um ... what ... what did you have in mind?"