"How could I, mm," Dean began, biting his lip in time with her teeth against his flesh, "forget?" Thing was, Dean's brain hadn't yet made it to the main feature of that camping trip, still too addled and blissed out from what had come before.
He looked over his shoulder at her, smiling to see her glee, even as it made him a little nervous. "Baby?"
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Date: 2009-10-07 01:15 am (UTC)He looked over his shoulder at her, smiling to see her glee, even as it made him a little nervous. "Baby?"