Dean's fairly sure that was something he had no intention of revealing in the near future. Though really, this took the cake when it came to things he wanted but couldn't rightly express. Because it's about as wrong as it got, about as twisted up and vile. Dean couldn't even imagine this happening again in a way that would imply Dean spilling even more information, giving up things he hadn't ever been willing to tell anyone else. But the way Lucifer said it- needed to tell him, implied that there would be an opportunity for this to happen again. A chance to say it all, even if he wasn't sure he could.
Bowing his head as Lucifer nudged up against the spot inside of him, Dean grit his teeth, eyes squeezed shut against the pleasure that burrowed deeper. It was getting infinitely harder to resist it all, and Dean could do nothing by the time Lucifer lined himself up and thrust inside. Could do nothing but sink into it, arms already shaking while he still tried to hold himself steady.
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Date: 2016-03-11 12:42 am (UTC)From:Bowing his head as Lucifer nudged up against the spot inside of him, Dean grit his teeth, eyes squeezed shut against the pleasure that burrowed deeper. It was getting infinitely harder to resist it all, and Dean could do nothing by the time Lucifer lined himself up and thrust inside. Could do nothing but sink into it, arms already shaking while he still tried to hold himself steady.