Is it just angels that taste of cinnamon and summer and winter and seabreeze and other random things that, you know, people don't go around tasting like, or do they write that crap into more general porn?
Because Dean may always smell like leather and salt and gun oil, and Sam smells like that girly shampoo (you can tell which way my fic is biased), but at least they don't usually
taste
freakish.
Those smells really do make sense for Sam and Dean.
I remember in Michael, John Travolta was said to smell like chocolate chip cookies as the angel. I don't think anyone tasted him though. I never thought of taste. That's almost too much.
I opened a fic the other day in which Cas apparently always tasted of coffee. I didn't read much after that.
Hmm...now I'm thinking of tastes. I don't buy that Cas tastes like coffee. Cinnamon, I can buy. Maybe Angel food cake? Although coffee has that bite and Cas does have an edge when need be.
Misha would be Red Hots though.
eta: How does tasting even happen? Is it porn tasting or is it...well, other than cannibalism, that's about it, isn't it? Nevermind.
He tastes of cherry and night time and something...undefinably Cas.
Really? Seriously? One out of three times, he tastes undefinably Cas. It's kinda boring.
Theresa is so adorable. And so innocent! Hee. Yes dear, we mean PORN.
Michael smelled like baked goods - the type of baked goods varied. But it was one of the reasons why he was supposedly able to attract all kinds of women.
I forgot why men liked him also (except the 1 man who was traveling with him).
How does tasting even happen?
It
can
happen when they're kissing, for the record. It doesn't have to be NC-17. Though Cas has the nummiest spunk ever. But I don't read Gabe porn. I can only imagine the chocolatey creamy goodness of his...cream.
Hee. Here I am sitting thinking, "WTF are they talking about tasting? Of course Cas doesn't taste like coffee!" Yeah, this is why I don't get to sit at the grown up table.
Really? Seriously? One out of three times, he tastes undefinably Cas. It's kinda boring.
I ran into that today in a fic where Dean was able to taste that elusive Cas-ness despite them both being plastered in mud and dirt.
Note to Author: If you're kissing mud and compost off somebody, ain't nothing going to taste pure.