You've been married to Castiel for about three years now, and you've seen him naked plenty of times. But honestly, you've never really gotten used to seeing him naked. The sight always made you breathless.

You were sitting upstairs in bed, quietly reading a book when Castiel walked into the bedroom, pulling off his trenchcoat. “Hello, my darling.” He greeted, his voice gruff. He pulls off his tie, setting it down onto the dresser. His hands move down to unbutton his shirt.

“Welcome home, honey...” You mumbled softly, your eyes glued to him as he pulled his belt out of the loops of his pants. You felt your face getting hotter.