Dean looked about ready to spit, and he tried to shake Sam off before saying, "I'm not talking about this."
"Fine," Sam bit out, "then we won't talk," and he leaned in to lick a hot stripe along the side of Dean's neck before reaching down to palm Dean's dick through his jeans.
That made me SHUDDER.
(given, I'm damp and cold BUT. NGUH. This was glorious first time, tension so perfect)
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"Fine," Sam bit out, "then we won't talk," and he leaned in to lick a hot stripe along the side of Dean's neck before reaching down to palm Dean's dick through his jeans.
That made me SHUDDER.
(given, I'm damp and cold BUT. NGUH. This was glorious first time, tension so perfect)