"No one has sex in lawn furniture," says Dean with a soft laugh. "Me having sex on the ground is pushing my knees as it is, and don't forget it. Not everybody's some kind of Ultralast vessel sex machine."
He steps out of his jeans, gaze sweeping over Castiel in the faint light of evening. "Not that I don't appreciate the benefits."
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Date: 2014-07-19 06:34 am (UTC)He steps out of his jeans, gaze sweeping over Castiel in the faint light of evening. "Not that I don't appreciate the benefits."