So another Supernatural thing. Yes, and wincest ahoy. Honestly Sam/Dean is just too good to waste. This is what I get for playing with lighters.
Pyromania
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acidquill His eyes smolder. He leaves fingerprints of ash down your spine and the way he kisses you, it scorches you all the way down. You don’t ever want to let go.
It’s like the cool solid weight of the Zippo in your hand -- steady and safe and there. Only when you flick back the top it’s all hungry flame licking at the air, wanting to eat up all the oxygen and grow until it swallows you up. He swallows you up.
But you don’t even care.
Because everything is warm and Sam and --
You’ve always liked to burn.
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in other news, the deadline for the jamesfqf is tomorrow and I still haven't finished my 3 -- yesfuckitallthree -- pieces. Two fics and one art and argh. Just argh. I so cannot believe I signed up to do three of the suckers. Me and my big mouth
Also, it's
linnpuzzle's birthday. Happy Birthday doll!