Warning: the following entry may contain strong coarse language, explicit sex and some disturbing concepts unsuitable for minors. You have been warned.
Sam felt Dean's fingers whisper along his skin, the snow against his back numb and ever so cold, Dean's finger interacting with the goosebumps along his arm, his blue tingling lips - this could only be the beginning.
The hand under his shirt was nice, yes, but the hand sliding down to the edge of his jeans was fucking incredible, and when it dared slip beneath the denim, Sam could swear he'd gone insane.
There were questions that needed to be asked and answered but he choose to - just this once - push them aside in favor of Dean's body flush against his.
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