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It had started out as it usually does; Harry kissing up your neck and sucking dark spots on your soft skin. He loved waking up next to you, the sunlight from the large bedroom windows illuminating the purple bruises that had his name written all over them. You jerk him up by the hair, Harry letting out the most guttural groan from deep in his throat.
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Next post post. The way that his lips caressed you made it feel like you were in a dream.
All pieces of work are written by me. As Dean moved in and out of your warmth, the pleasure building up in your lower stomach, his luscious lips trailed down your neck to the section where your neck was connected to your shoulder.
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There, he attached his lips, suckling on the piece of skin, bringing it between his teeth. A small smile appeared on your face.
It was a that showed anyone who saw it that you belonged to Dean Winchester and only Dean Winchester. The comment that he made caused you to open up your eyes, staring into his green orbs, filled with lust and love and adoration.
Every touch that he was giving to you made you feel like you were the main character in one of those cliche romance films when the two protagonists finally make love to the shitty soundtrack that played in the background.
His hand gently caressed your naked side, sending gooseflesh riding up and down your arms and legs. He wrapped his fingers around your thigh, spreading it wider so that he was able to get deeper inside of you.
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For: wayward-gypsy. As he lifted his head, glancing into your closed eyes, he gave a small smile. There would be a dark mark when he lifted his head up.
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