I leaned in cautiously and gently pressed my lips against his slightly parted ones. He tensed, but didn't make any attempt at moving, which prompted me to lean in farther and press in harder on his lips. I could taste him and smell him all at once, and it was great. He slowly loosened up and then quickly grabbing the sides of my jaw and parts of the back of my head, further deepening the intense kiss. His body pushed against mine while my hands somehow made their way to his hips, pushing them to mine causing a sensation through my body that made me moan. His hands moved from my face and he, while still kissing me, pushed off my trench coat which before it could hit the floor, appeared folded on the small table. I did the same thing with his and we continued to kiss. My lips traveled from his lips to his jaw line to his neck (a trick I learned from various 'movies' ), then making their way to his ear, which I nibbled, causing him to growl. But then something changed. He removed his hands from my hair and put them on my chest, pushing me away. I whimpered in confusion. "Dean?"
What happens when Lucifer, Sammy, Dean, and Cas go on a hunting trip looking to find a Cupid gone rouge?? Is it even a Cupid, or is it something worse???Who knows... warning does contain smutty smut smut and cussing. Oh, and did I mention gay???????? Yup, if ya don't like it, don't read it👍👌
A Maybank and A Cameron? It's almost like a modern Romeo and Juliet. It's forbidden for them to be together. Could be the end of the world.
The stolen glances, the hidden feelings, the unspoken words, the secret meetings and the obvious hatred towards each other followed by constant conflicts and some hidden past that threatened them but there are always invisible strings tied and pulling them together no matter how hard the tides trying to pull and part them away from each other.