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"Doesn't matter because that's the fun of it," River chuckled.
"Doesn't matter because that's the fun of it," River chuckled.
"Whatever you say love." He shrugged, following River over the bridge.
River Cas walked through the long path to the other side of the lake reaching the Archery Activity. River tookhis bow and arrows lining them up to the third target.
Cas stood beside him, trying to draw the string of his bow back. His arms quivered from the strain, but he managed to get it back where he needed it to be. The arrow slipped off the dock, so he had to try and quickly get it back on before his arms gave out.
"Here, let me help you that. First, relax, don't pull so hard. "You only need a little bit to hit the target," River stood behind Cas and pulled back with him. "See? Just relax."
Cas took a deep breath and aimed the arrow, holding it still for a few seconds before releasing it. It hit around the middle rings of the target (like, not bullseye middle, but middle between the edge and bullseye).
"Nice. Now, try doing that without my help," River smiled and backed away.
Cas glanced back at River helplessly for a moment, but soon looked back at the target. He tugged back the string with wavering hands and managed to hit the target again, albeit for a lower score.
River smiled and walked over to his bow and arrow. He shot the arrow easily to the third target getting a bullseye.
"How are you so good at this?" Cas asked, huffing a bit. He struggled to draw back the string of his bow again.
"I've been doing this since I was 6," He shot another arrow hitting the center.
Cas sighed, trying again and doing a bit better.
“There you go! You’re getting the hang of it. Remember always stay calm,” he smiled. “Maybe next year we should come back as counselors,” River chuckled.
"Nah… I wouldn't be old enough." Cas shot another arrow. "I'm only fifteen, remember?"
"Right. Dang, it. Fine, I'll just have to be your counselor," he winked and shot another arrow hitting the center.
Cas rolled his eyes. "You just want to be my authority so you can tell me what to do and I have to do it."
"No, I just want to be there so I get to see you 24/7. I would never tell you what to do unless you want me to tell you what to do. Which would be very kinky, not going to lie. Is it bad that I just want to be close to my future fiance?" he smirked.
"I think counselors trying to fuck the campers is frowned upon." Cas laughed, playfully hitting River's arm.
"Now, now, who said anything about fucking you. I was just talked about a little cuddling and making out. So, naughty," River teased.
"You said kinky, which implies sex." Cas stuck his tongue out and poked River's nose.
(I swore I pressed the post button!)
“Still acting naughty I see,” River shook his head. “Jeez, you have a very dirty mind,” he teased.
(No problem)
"'Still'?" Cas asked incredulously. "I blame you entirely for any impurity in my mind, considering it's from you and primarily of you."
“What no~,” he said in a sarcastic voice. “How would I even do that?”
He grabbed the front of River's shirt and pulled him down to his level. "Probably by fucking me~."
“Did I really fuck you that hard?” He teased scratching his head.
Cas rolled his eyes. "I wouldn't exactly know anything about fucking if you hadn't fucked me."
“That’s a good thing. I’m that you have dirty mind because oh me. Love you too,” he smiled and connected there lips for a brief moment then shot his last arrow. “I wouldn’t accept if it was anyone but me.”
He sighed a bit, shaking his head. "I wonder about you sometimes. Either way, I love you, ya dork."
“I love you more kitten,” he chuckled.
Cas blushed and looked away, huffing and crossing his arms.
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