Dean lifted obediently, his fingers closing lightly against her shoulders as she divested him of his jeans and, damn, his boxers, too.
"Oh, frisky," he grinned, lowering his bare bottom back to the sheets. He didn't think a thing of being naked with her. Skin to skin was infinitely easier than heart to heart, and always had been.
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Date: 2008-04-07 02:47 am (UTC)"Oh, frisky," he grinned, lowering his bare bottom back to the sheets. He didn't think a thing of being naked with her. Skin to skin was infinitely easier than heart to heart, and always had been.