"Oh fuck," Angua cried in surprise. She swore, sometimes, but rarely so vulgar. At the moment she could have been speaking in Klatchian for all she knew. "Oh fuck, fuck..." Her hands pawed at Dean's chest, his sides, her hips twisting to meet his.
"Please," she senselessly begged, everything feeling tight and aching just a moment before she came. And then who knew what kinds of sounds she was making, losing herself in the absolute pleasure of the body in and around her and how good it felt.
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Date: 2008-04-08 02:55 am (UTC)"Please," she senselessly begged, everything feeling tight and aching just a moment before she came. And then who knew what kinds of sounds she was making, losing herself in the absolute pleasure of the body in and around her and how good it felt.