Yeah Dean wasn’t really listening to Stewart when he talked; he was sort of distracted with what he wanted to do. So when Stewart was responsive he was extremely excited by it. I just made him kiss him more and focus on the whole thing. He tasted so good, and he was such a good kisser. There was no stopping to say he couldn’t tell anymore, or that this was just messing around, Stewart was kissing him like him meant it. Then there was that moan and it caused Dean to shiver and cause a bit of moan himself.
When he heard the word Sofa he smirked into the kiss and started to walk with Stewart towards the sofa. He had no idea what Stewart had planned for the night but right now this was fantastic. His hand started to move up into his hair and the other started to move up his chest. Dean’s glasses were becoming a bit fogged but he really didn’t care. All he wanted was to feel his body against Stewart’s.
When he felt almost cared for with that slow almost sensual kiss, it wasn’t hard like the ones Sam gave. He felt his back of his legs meet the sofa and holding Stewart close moved to lay down with Stewart on top of him. He broke the kiss and looked at him, “Is this okay?” He asked with an almost soft smile. His hands running along his back and one slowly moving down to find Stewart bottom he was dying to touch.
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