"Please," Dean repeats, broken this time because all at once it's as good as over. She's too tight, feels too good, wrapped his neck and hips and dick, sharp fingers biting bruises into his sides. It's been so long since he's had this, and he can't hold on, pleasure gathering at the base of his spine and ratcheting dangerously high before he can even think to stop it.
Dean shouts, feels orgasm grab him and shake him violently out, as helpless in its grasp as any ragdoll. He sobs out the worst of his pleasure into the curve of her throat, eyes screwed up tight and mouth wide and gasping.
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Date: 2011-10-18 03:53 am (UTC)Dean shouts, feels orgasm grab him and shake him violently out, as helpless in its grasp as any ragdoll. He sobs out the worst of his pleasure into the curve of her throat, eyes screwed up tight and mouth wide and gasping.