Hi, was she really that flexible? Had he not noticed before? Because, Damn, Rachel was a killer in the sack, but look at that. Curve of her spine, all arched out and pretty, nine miles of legs, and damn. She should have her own freaking spread in Maxim right now or something. This was awesome.
Um. Focus, Dean. Upstairs brain was definitely getting a little drunk at the wheel.
Dean shut the fridge, crossing slowly to Rachel, and damn the drinks, he'd found something way more interesting, all sprawled out on his counter. Eyes trailing down to the finger hooked into his belt loop, back up to Rachel, and one hand was definitely gliding out to ghost down the length of her arm, over her hips. God, it had been too long, yeah, way too long. "We should probably fix that," he managed in a murmur under his breath, eyes flashing to Rachel's own, with something entirely too suggestive.
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Date: 2007-09-09 12:57 pm (UTC)Um. Focus, Dean. Upstairs brain was definitely getting a little drunk at the wheel.
Dean shut the fridge, crossing slowly to Rachel, and damn the drinks, he'd found something way more interesting, all sprawled out on his counter. Eyes trailing down to the finger hooked into his belt loop, back up to Rachel, and one hand was definitely gliding out to ghost down the length of her arm, over her hips. God, it had been too long, yeah, way too long. "We should probably fix that," he managed in a murmur under his breath, eyes flashing to Rachel's own, with something entirely too suggestive.