Cas smiled as Iris wrapped her arms around him, loving the feeling of her body curled up against his side. Outside of his immediate family, he’d never felt as comfortable with anyone as he did with her. Though he’d had previous girlfriends, he could admit that he’d never really formed a deep, meaningful relationship with any of them. The few women he’d dated were people he’d thought were attractive, found something they had in common with them and latched onto it in the hopes of getting to know them better and falling in love. There wasn’t anything wrong with that method, per say, since it was how most high borns in the capital met their partners, but because his father had interrupted each one before it could flourish into anything of substance, the wanted rebel he was holding on the sofa now was the first girl to whom he’d ever grown so attached.

[color=#b97703]“More important? No. Going to get cold if we don’t eat it immediately? Absolutely,”[/color] he poked her in the side when she feigned accusing him of caring more about their dessert than he did about her. [color=#b97703]“Don’t even try that game with me, babe. I’ve been in politics for too long to get roped into your manipulations.”[/color] What he didn’t say was that if she tried a little harder by flirting with him or maybe letting the strap of her dress slip from her shoulder, his willpower would almost certainly collapse like a house of cards. He would forget they’d even ordered cake from the restaurant in his haste to whisk her back up to the bedroom for a second round in the sheets.

Flipping through the options on the movie channel, he nodded when she suggested that they could watch a comedy. [color=#b97703]“That sounds good to me,”[/color] he agreed, kissing her cheek in return as he opened up the menu for comedy movies. Action flicks were his personal favorite, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a fan of other genres too. The only suggestion he probably would have made a face at was romance. There were a few good romance movies that he’d seen, but for the most part, the genre was riddled with cheesy movies about couples that were either way too perfect and happy or depressingly sad. He tended to avoid them altogether as a rule unless someone he knew and trusted recommended it to him.

After going through a few different titles, he found a comedy he thought Iris would enjoy. [color=#b97703]“Ever seen [i]Like It or Not[/i]?”[/color] he asked, glancing down at her with a smile. [color=#b97703]“It came out about a year ago, but I’ve seen it a few times since then because it’s pretty funny. It’s about a kindergarten teacher who happens to be at the wrong place at the wrong time and ends up being mistaken for an undercover agent. He’s terrible at the job but plays along with it anyway because he found out it pays great, and he needs the money to make up for blowing his kid’s college savings at the tracks while he was drunk.”[/color]

Just as he finished relaying the description of the movie, there was a knock at the door. [color=#b97703]“Perfect timing,”[/color] Cas mused. He slipped out from Iris’s grasp and picked up the tray that had been left in the hallway for them—checking to make sure the coast was clear before he opened the door, of course. [color=#b97703]“These already smell amazing,”[/color] he grinned as he set the tray down on the coffee table in front of the couch. Taking one plate off it for himself, he uncovered the chocolate cake and picked up the fork that had come with it, sitting back down next to Iris to dig into the hot, richly flavored treat.