[ Dean wasn't clueless to the power held within his touch, to the force he was weidling with his very presence. Dean didn't come close to it, he never truly had, and there was nothing he could do to change the way that Cas stared him down, the intentions ghosting through his expressions making Dean both want to salivate and shove back that much harder. He wanted to tear them both apart and Cas was already getting in the way, wanting to define this by his standards and leaving nothing else to take.]
I think we could--
[ But there wasn't nearly enough time to make whatever statement he was about to, when Cas' hand pushed at the center of his chest and all the raging power that came behind it sent him flying. He went just far enough to hurt, missing a nearby tree and landing with a crash on his backside against the ground. It was enough to scuff the grass and pick up dirt, grinding rocks against his back as Dean forced himself back up to his palms and then his feet. ]
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I think we could--
[ But there wasn't nearly enough time to make whatever statement he was about to, when Cas' hand pushed at the center of his chest and all the raging power that came behind it sent him flying. He went just far enough to hurt, missing a nearby tree and landing with a crash on his backside against the ground. It was enough to scuff the grass and pick up dirt, grinding rocks against his back as Dean forced himself back up to his palms and then his feet. ]
That's one way to strike a deal.