Dean pressed his hands against the bed to stop their shaking, breathing low and deep. He was gonna do this, for her, and he was gonna do it just how she wanted it, but his heart was hammering in his chest.
"Slow," he wheezed out when he felt her begin to press forward. It was so fucking much, even with all the work her fingers had done earlier. "S'huge."
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Date: 2009-10-08 03:20 am (UTC)"Slow," he wheezed out when he felt her begin to press forward. It was so fucking much, even with all the work her fingers had done earlier. "S'huge."