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withimpunityTitle: so close no matter how far
Pairing: John/Dean
Rating: PG-13
Words: 100
Prompt: Forbidden Fruit for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
100_ghosts
A/n: title from Metallica’s “Nothing Else Matters”
“Dad?”
He asks under the cover of darkness, standing next to your bed, waiting for acceptance.
“Okay, Dean. Just this time.”
Traces the scars on your chest, fingertips following the veins that curve around your arm.
“Dean-”
“Yessir.” He complies, rolling away from you on the bed.
You sigh.
“You’re getting to be a damn good shot with that crossbow,” you murmur as you stroke the nape of his neck with one finger.
“Dad?” He shivers and rolls back over to face you; you can feel his sweet breath on your lips.
“Yeah okay,” you tell him. “Just this time.”
Pairing: John/Dean
Rating: PG-13
Words: 100
Prompt: Forbidden Fruit for
100_ghosts A/n: title from Metallica’s “Nothing Else Matters”
“Dad?”
He asks under the cover of darkness, standing next to your bed, waiting for acceptance.
“Okay, Dean. Just this time.”
Traces the scars on your chest, fingertips following the veins that curve around your arm.
“Dean-”
“Yessir.” He complies, rolling away from you on the bed.
You sigh.
“You’re getting to be a damn good shot with that crossbow,” you murmur as you stroke the nape of his neck with one finger.
“Dad?” He shivers and rolls back over to face you; you can feel his sweet breath on your lips.
“Yeah okay,” you tell him. “Just this time.”
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