"Yes. If he'd want it." It was difficult to know whether Matteo would ever want anything like that. At least with him, obviously Matteo liked it with women. He had more than enough proof of that, which bothered him immensely. Jealousy was not an emotion an angel was supposed to be capable of, yet here Castiel was, experiencing it more than he'd ever want to admit.

"If I told him, he would know. He might send me away." It didn't seem safe, confessing his love. Although it times he was certain Matteo knew. At times he was certain he reciprocated. Then, again. "He's taken me to a brothel before. He wanted to help me. Get laid."