his grip has lessened. i can feel him wriggling around inside of dean, seeking me out, but it's a pale shadow of the agony that came before it.
"Running out of juice?" i ask, and it's easier this time, the look on his face worth every indignity suffered here tonight. they've got me held tight, but i find strength enough to bare dean's throat. "How badly do you want the refill?"
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Date: 2013-04-18 02:13 am (UTC)"Running out of juice?" i ask, and it's easier this time, the look on his face worth every indignity suffered here tonight. they've got me held tight, but i find strength enough to bare dean's throat. "How badly do you want the refill?"