“That’s my girl,” Dean says with a quiet chuckle, sucking her lips between his own. “Knew ya had it in you.”
Donna trails a hand down over his chest and belly before twisting her wrist and sliding that hand between his legs with a coy smile, cupping his full erection and squeezing lightly. “I have condoms.”
Dean nods and looks her in the eye. He smiles soft and warm, and Donna’s reminded why she’s here – with him.
He kisses her and lets his hands explore her body again. “Where at?” he asks, one hand in her hair and the other tracing the crease where her ass meets the top of her thigh.
Here’s the thing Chuck, and I mean no disrespect. I’m guessing you came back to help with the darkness and that’s great. It’s fantastic but you’ve been gone a long, long time. There’s so much crap that has gone down on the Earth for thousands of years. I mean.. plagues, and wars, slaughters.
Were you even aware? Or did you just tune it out?
I was aware, Dean.
But you did nothing..
God, this scene, you guys. I was on a plane to Hawaii and openly sobbing in the center rows with my earbuds in, rocking in my seat, my husband, kindly rubbing circles into my back. Ugh.
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