"Sometimes," says Dean, leaning back into Castiel, ass pushing shamelessly against him, "I can't tell if your euphemisms are accidental or on purpose."
He grins, gaze flicking to the four corners of the lawn. They could bring the fence down, easy - this far out, space is privacy enough, and Annie knows better than to run far on her own. Half the country could be their back yard. "Tell me what you want, Cas," he says, still leaning into him. "How you want it."
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Date: 2014-07-18 05:40 am (UTC)He grins, gaze flicking to the four corners of the lawn. They could bring the fence down, easy - this far out, space is privacy enough, and Annie knows better than to run far on her own. Half the country could be their back yard. "Tell me what you want, Cas," he says, still leaning into him. "How you want it."