[virus of life]
Title: [[spasmodic]]
Rating: R
Series: Supernatural
Summary: it's amazing, the human body.
Death throes are amazing.
The human body can make so may portraits, last epithet to their life before death can take them. The way a chest can jerk upwards, the way eyes can dilate, the way a scream, silent or no erupts from their throat is absolutely beautiful.
You and Dean watch so many die, in so many different ways. You enjoy the look on his face as he smiles, twists the girl's wrist slowly, slowly, and the way her body twists in pain makes you smile, makes your blood boil.
He knows you enjoy it too. Sometimes, he'll just take a beautiful boy or girl, and make them suffer, let you watch him. His eyes will be on you the entire time, as he breaks them, remakes them, let's them move to some melody you've never heard but you enjoy all the same.
And when he's done, he'll kill them and come over and sometimes he'll fuck you right into the bloody ground or sometimes you'll reach over and cut the kill short so you can fuck him instead, watch him imitate their erratic movements, only better because he is Dean and Dean is perfect.
He tells you as he makes a trail of bloody kisses up your spine that one day you'll get to kill me like that, Sammy, won't it be perfect?
And you moan and you can't wait, can't wait til it happens.
(and at the same time, you wonder who'll watch the death dance you'll make when you die, to join him in hell.)
Rating: R
Series: Supernatural
Summary: it's amazing, the human body.
Death throes are amazing.
The human body can make so may portraits, last epithet to their life before death can take them. The way a chest can jerk upwards, the way eyes can dilate, the way a scream, silent or no erupts from their throat is absolutely beautiful.
You and Dean watch so many die, in so many different ways. You enjoy the look on his face as he smiles, twists the girl's wrist slowly, slowly, and the way her body twists in pain makes you smile, makes your blood boil.
He knows you enjoy it too. Sometimes, he'll just take a beautiful boy or girl, and make them suffer, let you watch him. His eyes will be on you the entire time, as he breaks them, remakes them, let's them move to some melody you've never heard but you enjoy all the same.
And when he's done, he'll kill them and come over and sometimes he'll fuck you right into the bloody ground or sometimes you'll reach over and cut the kill short so you can fuck him instead, watch him imitate their erratic movements, only better because he is Dean and Dean is perfect.
He tells you as he makes a trail of bloody kisses up your spine that one day you'll get to kill me like that, Sammy, won't it be perfect?
And you moan and you can't wait, can't wait til it happens.
(and at the same time, you wonder who'll watch the death dance you'll make when you die, to join him in hell.)