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Leader of the Pack (14,904 words)
Sam/Dean, adult, explicit
The hellhounds were milling around her legs, almost high as her waist: pale white hides and red eyes, long red tongues lolling out between their stained teeth, all of them panting like the exhaust of an eighteen-wheeler and staring right at him.
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*is overenthusiastic, but adores the story*
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You kick ass.
:)
Loved it! So much. Angst and fun and sexy and...just...
Yay!
Perfect. In particular...
He had to shove Sam off and walk a few steps away and cover his face, and then he had to crouch down on the ground because his knees weren't holding up, and then Sam was on him, wrapped around him and crying so he didn't have to, whispering, "Dean, Dean, goddamn you, you son of a bitch, I told you I would-I won't ever let-"
Love that.
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"they're good dogs"
of course they are, I love this Dean, I love this Dean so much
this totally hits my bullet proof kink of kindness and rewards having the strongest effect on evil ppl/things... and in general, this was awesome
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And also, that first kiss... guh.
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*uses dean savior icon*
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