This is the post where you can submit prompts for Writing Between the Lines: A Dean-focused hurt/comfort fic challenge, which is not a regular fic challenge! You can find out more about it HERE.
Again, please no wincest. Feel free to change it as needed.
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A niggling voice in his head tells him that he should be worried, that he should get up now and do something about this, that he should fight. But that voice sounds so distant, so tiny and unimportant. Right now, he's too comfortable, too content, to even consider moving. A lovely array of colors dance before his hooded eyes, weaving in pleasant harmony to the singing that carries him further into its warm caress.
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A niggling voice in his head tells him that he should be worried, that he should get up now and do something about this, that he should fight. But that voice sounds so distant, so tiny and unimportant. Right now, he's too comfortable, too content, to even consider moving. A lovely array of colors dance before his hooded eyes, weaving in pleasant harmony to the singing that carries him further into its warm caress.
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