Where love
is great, the littlest doubts are fear;
When little fears grow great, great love grows there.
-- Hamlet, Act III scene ii
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Oh yeah, angel-face, youre doing that so good,
Dean moans, eyes fluttering shut as his head lolls over the back
of the couch.
The lights are on low, his stomach is well-fed, and his body is
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Really
Really HOT!!!!!!
can't wait for more~~~~
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Jebus
I ♥ you
You made me read Destiel...and like it! wtf, dude! x
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Is there smut? *innocent face* I was so focused on the plot I really wasn't aware of it. Maybe I should check again...in my bunk : ) x
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Like... I can actually feel Dean's pain, when he can't give Cas what he really needs. It has nothing to do with Dean, Dean's all about making Cas happy.
Cas deserves it!
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