PixCT: 05.13
It's that time again...
Fic
Slash (Dean/Sam)
Adult
~200 words
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A combination of fic, pic, and cock, and that's really all there is to it.
All About Cock Thursday
So Far
September 07-September 08
September 08-September 09
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DruCT: 01.21
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DruCT: 01.28
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DruCT: 02.04
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DruCT: 02.11
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DruCT: 02.25
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DruCT: 03.04
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DruCT: 03.11
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DruCT: 05.06
PixCT: 05.06
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Today
DruCT: 05.13 -- Linking soon!
My fic:
Slash (Wincest: Dean/Sam) oneshot
Adult rating
~200 words
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Pix’s Pic Pick
Sam breathed in when Dean breathed out. Dean closed his eyes and listened to the sound of Sam's heart beating where his head rested against Sam's chest. Above them, the branches reached high for the sky, their blossoms heavy and pink. When Dean opened his eyes, just a crack, ever so slightly, the sky seemed pale and insignificant.
"You ready to go back?" Dean asked, words slurring together, so tired, so relaxed now.
Sam sighed, chest rising beneath Dean's cheek. He lifted an arm, curled it around Dean's waist, fingers curling in a loose fist near Dean's cock in his jeans. "We can wait."
The wind blowing through the trees was the only sound Dean could hear, aside from Sam's heartbeat. "They won't miss us."
"Let them fight it out," Sam said, so reasonable. "They're angels. We mean nothing to them."
Dean chuckled. "Good thing, huh?" Their gratitude for this, to the being that had spirited them here, away from the fighting and threat of breaking under archangels, all went unspoken, but understood all the same.
"Yeah," Sam agreed, pulled Dean tighter to him. "Good thing, all right."
End
Fic
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A combination of fic, pic, and cock, and that's really all there is to it.
All About Cock Thursday
So Far
September 07-September 08
September 08-September 09
DruCT: 09.17
DruCT: 09.24
DruCT: 10.01
DruCT: 10.08
DruCT: 10.15
DruCT: 10.22
DruCT: 10.29
DruCT: 11.05
DruCT: 11.12
DruCT: 11.19
DruCT: 01.21
PixCT: 01.21
DruCT: 01.28
PixCT: 01.28
DruCT: 02.04
PixCT: 02.04
DruCT: 02.11
PixCT: 02.11
DruCT: 02.18
PixCT: 02.18
DruCT: 02.25
PixCT: 02.25
DruCT: 03.04
PixCT: 03.04
DruCT: 03.11
PixCT: 03.11
DruCT: 03.18
PixCT: 03.18
DruCT: 03.25
PixCT: 03.25
DruCT: 04.01
PixCT: 04.01
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PixCT: 04.08
DruCT: 04.15
PixCT: 04.15
DruCT: 04.22
PixCT: 04.22
DruCT: 04.29
PixCT: 04.29
DruCT: 05.06
PixCT: 05.06
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Today
DruCT: 05.13 -- Linking soon!
My fic:
Slash (Wincest: Dean/Sam) oneshot
Adult rating
~200 words
- - - - -
Pix’s Pic Pick
Sam breathed in when Dean breathed out. Dean closed his eyes and listened to the sound of Sam's heart beating where his head rested against Sam's chest. Above them, the branches reached high for the sky, their blossoms heavy and pink. When Dean opened his eyes, just a crack, ever so slightly, the sky seemed pale and insignificant.
"You ready to go back?" Dean asked, words slurring together, so tired, so relaxed now.
Sam sighed, chest rising beneath Dean's cheek. He lifted an arm, curled it around Dean's waist, fingers curling in a loose fist near Dean's cock in his jeans. "We can wait."
The wind blowing through the trees was the only sound Dean could hear, aside from Sam's heartbeat. "They won't miss us."
"Let them fight it out," Sam said, so reasonable. "They're angels. We mean nothing to them."
Dean chuckled. "Good thing, huh?" Their gratitude for this, to the being that had spirited them here, away from the fighting and threat of breaking under archangels, all went unspoken, but understood all the same.
"Yeah," Sam agreed, pulled Dean tighter to him. "Good thing, all right."
End