fic: The Hour of Escape (Supernatural; Dean/Ellen; adult)

[musesfool]

The Hour of Escape
Supernatural; Dean/Ellen; adult; spoilers through Born Under a Bad Sign; 1,605 words
He can smell beer and sweat and some kind of lotion on her skin, hear the soft hitch of her breath, and then she surges up against him, towel fluttering to the floor as she cups his cheek and yanks his mouth down to hers.

Thanks to amberlynne for

Comments

[writingpathways]

Guh. Stubble, whiskey, table, the pain they share -- GUH.

[musesfool]

Glad you liked it.

Thanks.

[teand]

You may be the only person I trust with this pairing.

Loved it. More importantly -- believed it!

[musesfool]

Thank you. I'm glad it worked for you. I wish more people wrote this pairing.

[elyssadc]

This is seriously my secret het OTP and when it's done right it's fucking magical . You did it SO right. What a beautiful gift for a Monday.

[musesfool]

Yeah, I'm really fond of the pairing as well, and wish there were more of it. I'm so happy you liked this. Thanks so much for reading and commenting.

[smilla02]

I really like the gentle way Ellen touches Dean's face, the way she says "Dean" especially as opposed to the sex, the way they make love.
Lovely!

[musesfool]

Thank you! I'm so glad the story worked for you, and that in particular. Because the sex is kind of desperate and hard, but there is some affection there on both sides, and that's how she'd show it, I think.

[blacklid]

\0/

cuz I'm speechless

[musesfool]

*bows*

Thank you.