Angua bit her lip and added the second finger, both of them in as far as the top knuckle. She braced her free hand on Dean's hip and started pumping her fingers, but it was too dry, too tight. "I want to fuck you," Angua whispered, hardly believing she was even saying it. "I want to fuck you so bad, Dean."
"I need...hang on..." She pulled her hand away and slid off the bed, moving over to the dresser as quickly as her feet would take her. All she needed was some lube. She shuffled around in her underwear and bras, when she saw it.
Oh.
Angua brought the lube and strap-on over to the bed, blushing all over.
"Just relax," Angua said, climbing back up behind him. She lubed up her fingers first, pressing them, slick and slippery, against the ring of muscle. She slid them inside once more, and a third finger, too when she found such little resistance. He was so tight, so hot inside. "Is this better, Dean?"
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Date: 2009-10-07 02:49 am (UTC)"I need...hang on..." She pulled her hand away and slid off the bed, moving over to the dresser as quickly as her feet would take her. All she needed was some lube. She shuffled around in her underwear and bras, when she saw it.
Oh.
Angua brought the lube and strap-on over to the bed, blushing all over.
"Just relax," Angua said, climbing back up behind him. She lubed up her fingers first, pressing them, slick and slippery, against the ring of muscle. She slid them inside once more, and a third finger, too when she found such little resistance. He was so tight, so hot inside. "Is this better, Dean?"