As Iris broke away from his lips to reach for the hem of his shirt, Cas took a moment to catch his breath, slightly lightheaded from the intensity of the kiss. His heart stumbled with excitement and his pupils were dilated with the intoxicating sight of her exposed skin underneath him. She was the only one he’d ever been this close with before, so every sensation lit him up like fire. It was especially true with the knowledge that unlike the pub, where they didn’t have a way to be safe, and Miles’ bathroom, where his friends had interrupted them, there was nothing stopping them from exploring the fullest depths of each other’s bodies.

He closed his eyes as the shirt came off and her lips painted a burning trail from his collarbone up the side of his neck and finally captured his mouth. A soft sigh escaped from his throat, and he pressed into her again, wrapping one arm around her shoulders while his other hand wandered the topography of her curves. He could feel her fingers migrate from his chest down the front of his torso to his pelvis, where she stopped to unbutton his trousers. Shifting his weight, he leaned up slightly to give her better access, wanting to be rid of the now-bothersome article of clothing just as much as she was. However, just as he did, he heard a distant knock on the door of their suite.

With a groan, he pulled away from her lips and let his head drop against her shoulder. In the heat of the moment, he hadn’t realized just how much time had passed. The dinner they had ordered was already here. [color=#b97703]“Hang on,”[/color] he panted breathlessly, reaching down to catch her hands in his before she could remove his pants. [color=#b97703]“Food’s here… I’ll get it.”[/color]

Disentangling himself from her, he climbed up from the sofa and jogged over to the door. Before he opened it, he paused for a second to look through the peephole, checking to make sure the person who had delivered the cart was gone. He didn’t want to waltz into the hallway half-naked with his trousers unbuttoned and hanging precariously from his waist. Fortunately, from the brief look he got of the corridor, it seemed to be empty, so he stepped outside to retrieve the dinner cart and pulled it back with him into the suite, closing the door behind him.

The food under the stainless steel dome covers smelled delicious, and his mouth watered at the aroma. However, he didn’t want to cut things off with Iris when they were finally about to sleep together for the first time, so he forced himself to abandon the dishes by the door and strode back over to the sofa. [color=#b97703]“We can eat later,”[/color] he decided with a grin, reaching down to take her hand and pull her to her feet. [color=#b97703]“Let’s take this to the bedroom upstairs.”[/color]