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he brings his finger up to his mouth and Dean catches sight of a bit of white before it disappears between Sam’s lips. Dean’s breath sticks in his throat. “Jesus, Sam…”
Sam sucks on his finger, his eyes on Dean and Dean just stares helplessly back.
this melted my brain into mush ♥ !!!!!
The art is Gorgeous, and so prefect
thanks so much for this story ^.^