Dean leaned his head back, and there was a moan at her teeth. He swallowed thickly, and slowly nodded as his hands came up to help remove her coat. As the material fell away, he stared at what the overcoat had hid. As if his brain wasn't already fuzzy, it just about stopped thinking for the moment.
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Date: 2011-03-29 04:11 am (UTC)