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Couldn't remember a time he'd felt so light-headed, almost giddy. Laughed as Lindsey flipped them, legs parting willingly to make them both comfortable as he stretched out his neck for the man.
The laughter froze in his chest as Lindsey scratched his cheek over him, latched onto his nipple. He arched and gasped, the tight nubs nearly screaming for the attention now, cutting off the whimper as he felt his hipbones get firmly held in place. Not enough to hurt or bruise, but enough to make it clear Dean wasn't going anywhere until Lindsey wanted him to.
Right at that moment, Dean wouldn't want it any other way.