Fill, (Team Crowley/Sam), Corrupted

Date: 2013-10-23 05:02 pm (UTC)
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"Well aren't you just the prettiest little thing?"

Castiel looked up to see a short, but attractive man sit down at his table. He inwardly groaned--he'd only agreed to do this stupid speed dating thing because Dean kept insisting he'd be happier if he "got laid for once." Castiel sincerely doubted a quick fuck would have any positive effect on his happiness, but here he was.

"I'm not pretty, and if either one of us could be called 'little,' it'd be you."

The guy laughed. "Oh, I like you. Fair enough, fair enough. Name's Crowley. And who do I have the pleasure of meeting?"

"Castiel. Biblical name."

Crowley grinned. "I'm familiar with it. You're named for an angel, right? How appropriate."

"Are you going to ask if it hurt when I fell from Heaven?"

"Not if you're not going to ask if it hurt when I crawled from Hell."

Castiel quirked an eyebrow. The guy might be a smarmy bastard, but at least he was a clever smarmy bastard. "So, Mr. Crowley, what is it that you do?"

"I'm in sales. Boring, really."

"You seem the type."


"Salesman. I feel like you're selling me something."

"Oh I am." Crowley chuckled. "I guess you could say I'm selling you myself. That's what this speed dating is all about, is it not?"

"I suppose. But I'm still not sold on you."

"Well according to the clock I've still got a minute and half left to convince you."

"I'm listening."

"You're too clever to win over with just words. So, what if, after this is over, you give me a call. I take you back to my place, or I come over to your place, show you the time of your life, and after that, you decide if you want to continue our relationship on a more personal level or keep it strictly business."

"Convenient how that gets you laid, either way."

"Gets you laid, too. And let's face it, isn't that half the reason why we're both here? It's a win-win."

"You close a lot of deals, don't you?"

"There's a reason I'm making twice my boss's salary."

"And you just managed to tell me you have money. I'm impressed."

"It's what I do, darling."

"Okay, you have a deal."

Crowley smiled, and the sight of it stirred something in Castiel's gut. Even if this turned out just to be a quick fuck, he suddenly didn't mind the thought. A bell chimed, letting the participants know it was time to move on to the next speed date. Crowley handed Castiel a business card as he stood up to leave. "My number's on the back, angel."

Castiel nodded and pocketed the card. Afterwards, Dean asked him if he met anyone interesting.

"Oh, just this salesman. Real smarmy business-type."

"That sucks. Well if you don't like him, fuck him."

Castiel smiled. "I think I might."

Dean did a double take. "Wait, what?"

"I think I'm going to fuck him."

"Seriously? Wow, uh yeah, if he's hot, I mean, go for it. He just doesn't sound like your type, though, what would your family say, aren't they like super religious?"

"Yeah," Castiel said, giggling to himself, "That's kind of the best part."

"If you say so."

"I do."
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