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Sam/Dean, R
Prompt: Achilles Heel for 100_ghosts
Eek! My first one!!
Dean will say his only weakness is petite, large-breasted brunettes: if he thinks about the ways a waitress will curl her hair, giggle at his crappy lines, squeeze her cleavage for his benefit, he’s rock hard.
Dean doesn’t desire Sam. But when Sam comes to him, always before dawn, whispering the things that make Dean be what Sam needs (I’m becoming, Dean, I’m dying), pressing his desperate lips to Dean’s skin, it is automatic, just a plain revision of his duty, and his moans are always a confused tangle of lust and sorrow; desire splintering into pain as it surfaces.