_{dean grins at those words, pleased that somethings can go right. it was a tough job sometimes, dealing with the supernatural, researching occult lore, learning forgotten languages, waging war… but sometimes, things went right for them. ky gets a satisfied hum, fingers that repeat the same motion on the skin of the demon’s hips as the ones in his hair.} 

_{he shifts closer, leeching off their body heat as the room was cold due to the winter weather} ( _{if there was a desire to be close as well, he’d happily admit that, but he didn’t think verbalizing it was necessary} )_. “_{you know that’s all i ever wanna be, you make it rewarding for me. ––– got plans for the day}? ”

ky wouldn’t admit ( to anyone ) that he enjoyed being with dean like this. in truth, he would have wanted every single moment for them to be this close, but it never would have worked out. ky enjoyed torment… a reason to why he always attempted to distance himself from dean… just enough so he wouldn’t hurt him – inadvertently or otherwise.

“a few,” he mused. “thinking of making a statement.” though, in truth, it would just give ky a reason to kill a few demons, and some angels. anything to keep him from getting too bored, “you’re welcome to join… if you wish.”