Fishblight Mire gold [m]

He watched to see if that was agreeable to Armand, if he prefered something else or not. He might have balked, tried to get something else for him, even though he was an unknown but Castiel's bleeding heart seemed to need to help the man. Still, there was the desire in him that he did not understand exactly, something else calling to him and he wasn't sure he wanted to explore it. He wasn't sure it was appropriate to explore it. Castiel set the pair down and stepped back to give Armand freedom to do as he pleased, wanting the male to be as settled and eat in peace. 

He moved his tongue across the soft fur and Castiel was transfixed, his heartbeat increased. He swallowed thickly, casting his eyes away. The question might have brought a heat to his cheeks if his fur was lighter, thinner, instead he tried to swallow it back. It was even harder to think with the male so close to him, his scent so rich - luxurious, and it opened in Castiel a great fount of need. 

"I...I need nothing from you," He tried to sound convincing, tried to ignore the urge to pull him close, to just take and hold as he pleased. "You are not an item for barter." He said, though he did not move away, did not dare move at all.