But celibate Sam and asexual Cas.
Them being completely comfortable around each other, knowing they’re in the presence of someone who they can implicitly trust to know what the other is okay with in the bedroom.
Cas kissing the tips of Sam’s fingers and resting his hand across the broad span of his chest, knowing not to go anywhere lower than his bellybutton.
Sam keeping his hands in Cas’ hair as they kiss lazily, running his mouth all over Cas’ face, laughing when his nose scrunches up.
Cas always asking first, whether he wants to pepper Sam’s face with kisses or just hold his hand. It doesn’t matter to him that Sam has never had to say no yet, what matters to him is the possibility that it could happen someday, and he just wants Sam to be comfortable enough with him that he knew he could say no at any time and Cas would stop immediately.
Sam always knowing when Cas needed space, sympathizing with the angel’s confusion and self-doubt, having felt both of those emotions more often than he’d like to admit. He knows what Cas is going through is hard, but he also knows how to help. He knows where to touch Cas when he’s feeling conflicted, knows where not to touch, more importantly.
Just Sam and Cas loving each other with their whole, scarred up hearts, being adorable and schmoopy and respectful of the others boundaries!!!