fran

he was 26, dude. 

fluffy

You should be afraid of the dark

The first time he calls you holy, 
you laugh it back so hard your sides hurt. 
The second time, 
you moan gospel around his fingers between your teeth. 
He has always surprised you into surprising yourself. 
Because he’s an angel hiding his halo behind his back and nothing has ever felt so filthy 
as plucking the wings from his shoulders— 
undressing his softness 
one feather at a time. God, if you’re out there, if you’re listening, he fucks like a seraphim, 
and there’s no part of scripture 
that ever prepared you for his hands. Hands that map a communion in the cradle of your hips. 
Hands that kiss hymns up your sides. He confesses how long he’s looked 
for a place to worship and, oh, you put him on his knees. 
When he sinks to the floor and moans 
like he can’t help himself, 
you wonder if the other angels 
fell so sweet. He says his prayers between your thighs 
and you dig your heels into the base of his spine 
until he blushes the color of your filthy tongue. You will ruin him and he will thank you; 
he will say please. No damnation ever looked as cozy as this, 
but you fit over his hips like they were made for you. You fit, you fit, you fit. On top of him, you are an ancient god 
that only he remembers and he offers up his skin. 
And you take it. Who knew sacrifice was so profane? And once you’ve taught him how to hold your throat in one hand 
and your heart in the other, 
you will have forgotten every other word, except his name.

tags: Codependency; Weirdcest; Mental Health Issues; Unresolved Emotional Tension; Unresolved Tension; Angst; Sam Winchester Is Obsessed With Dean Winchester; Obsessive Behavior; Pre-Slash; Suicidal Thoughts; Canon-Typical Violence

this scene of dean grabbing onto sam's jacket was sooo cute (21 seconds), and sam's little 'dont scratch' too <333

A very accurate summary of supernatural