Voyeur
Happy Birthday fleshflutter. Hope you have a lovely day. A double drabble to celebrate.
Voyeur
Sam/Dean
PG13
Outside POV of Sam and Dean kissing. For I first met you when I wrote all those Outside POV pieces ;) Hope you enjoy
Ellie couldn’t help but watch their legs move in sync and carry them out of the diner. The shorter guy glanced at the taller as the door swung shut behind them, and the taller guy smiled. It was a wide smile that took her breath away with how suddenly it appeared; a ray of sunshine through the clouds, the kind of sunshine that made you know the day was going to turn out well.
The taller pushed the shorter one, and they stumbled into the street beside the diner. Out of sight. Ellie threw down a twenty and followed them out, gazing as casually as possible out of her peripheral vision toward them.
The taller guy had the shorter one pinned against the wall, his knee pushing the other guy’s legs apart. They were kissing with urgency, as if they were each other’s very breath, and if their lips parted they’d somehow shrivel up and die.
It wasn’t the kiss that made her feel like a voyeur. It was when they pulled apart and locked gazes. Ellie could have screamed, bombs could have dropped; she suspected nothing could break the love in that look.
She left them to their moment.
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Voyeur
Sam/Dean
PG13
Outside POV of Sam and Dean kissing. For I first met you when I wrote all those Outside POV pieces ;) Hope you enjoy
Ellie couldn’t help but watch their legs move in sync and carry them out of the diner. The shorter guy glanced at the taller as the door swung shut behind them, and the taller guy smiled. It was a wide smile that took her breath away with how suddenly it appeared; a ray of sunshine through the clouds, the kind of sunshine that made you know the day was going to turn out well.
The taller pushed the shorter one, and they stumbled into the street beside the diner. Out of sight. Ellie threw down a twenty and followed them out, gazing as casually as possible out of her peripheral vision toward them.
The taller guy had the shorter one pinned against the wall, his knee pushing the other guy’s legs apart. They were kissing with urgency, as if they were each other’s very breath, and if their lips parted they’d somehow shrivel up and die.
It wasn’t the kiss that made her feel like a voyeur. It was when they pulled apart and locked gazes. Ellie could have screamed, bombs could have dropped; she suspected nothing could break the love in that look.
She left them to their moment.
Feedback=♥