monstrosity (darling)

both of these were on my dash one right after the other

Sam can’t resist tilting Dean’s chin up for a kiss. His lips just looked so good- all wet and swollen from pleasing him. 

you take a plum from the fruit bowl and it's soft and warm from the sun-drenched kitchen and it wants to come apart in your hand and you rinse it under the tap and worry that the water will chill the flesh, but you bite into it right there at the sink, and it's the same temperature as your mouth, hot and sweet on your tongue.

The fruit sags as you eat it and you lick your fingers, prying out the pit. Juice drips down your chin and the plum is gone. You turn on the tap and rinse your hands, fill a glass. The water is cold as if it came from deep under the house in the the cool earth, and you drink so fast, your throat moving in post-race equine gulps, that you feel the cold water falling down into your belly and your thirst for it frightens you.

You set the glass down with a clunk.