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Apr 17, 2012 20:26

The bar is dark and smoky, and Sam is seated in a corner, silently people-watching as he nurses a beer. He's looking for just the right person - not someone so big he could drop him off a roof if he wanted to, and not someone so old he could be his dad. No, he wants someone... like the guy seated at the bar with a silver ring on his finger that ( Read more... )

* dean winchester (followtheorders)

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followtheorders April 25 2012, 16:27:13 UTC
Dean's mind was floating pleasantly on the afterglow of a really good orgasm when Sam kissed him and he smiled. Before he followed the tug toward the bed, he paused to lose his shirt and kick off his boots. He fell onto the bed beside Sam with his jeans still loose and low around his waist. They'd come off easy enough later. He chuckled at the question and shrugged, stretching out luxuriously and heaving a content sigh. "It's kind of gory. I'll spare you the details. The short story is that a couple of people turned up dead in bizarre ways. My editor thought there might be another Manson kind of deal, but it wasn't."

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followtheorders April 30 2012, 01:43:47 UTC
"Alright." He caught the phone and put his name and number in. Once it was programmed, he pressed the button to dial. His phone rang from the bedside table. He stopped the call and tossed the phone back.

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lormenari April 30 2012, 02:07:16 UTC
He catches it easily, then pulls his shirt and hoodie on, smoothing his hair down. He comes back to the bed to lean over and press a brief kiss to Dean's lips. "I had a good time."

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followtheorders April 30 2012, 02:22:34 UTC
Dean smiled into the kiss. "I did too. Thanks."

He got to his feet to walk Sam out. It was weird how much better he felt. Earlier tonight he'd been a mess of tension and, if he was honest with himself, a bit of depression. It felt good to unwind and spend time with someone. Even if he did pay for it. "Be careful."

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lormenari April 30 2012, 02:26:39 UTC
He opens the door, turning around to give Dean a smirk at his parting words. "I'm not your little brother. Don't worry about me."

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followtheorders April 30 2012, 02:30:23 UTC
For not being his brother, Sam was doing a hell of an impression. Dean rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Yeah, yeah. See you around, Sam."

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