[ it's all big talk of i'm not afraid of you and you won't find me right up until he does and they are. dean could roll around in that feeling forever, wants to enjoy the purr of the mark on his arm as it rumbles with pleasure.
and speaking of--
she tries to wiggle her hand free which only prompts dean to slide his grip to just one digit -- her pinkie -- and crack. it twists to an awful angle, broken in seconds. ]
no subject
and speaking of--
she tries to wiggle her hand free which only prompts dean to slide his grip to just one digit -- her pinkie -- and crack. it twists to an awful angle, broken in seconds. ]
What was that?
[ one finger down, nine to go. ]