[He watched as the fabric slipped down her body, unable to help the way his eyes trailed down, taking in the sight of her. Bringing up his hands, he let them brush up her sides, towards her chest.]
[He smiled a little when the kiss ended.] Mm, getting some ideas, Dean? [He tilted his head, lips pressing to her neck.]
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[He smiled a little when the kiss ended.] Mm, getting some ideas, Dean? [He tilted his head, lips pressing to her neck.]