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Flight Risk with a Fear of Falling

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Parts 26
Time 7h 29m

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As soon as it was done, he left.

He left Dean's body and Dean left the room.

He knew that he couldn't leave Cas like this, shouldn't leave Cas like this, but he couldn't stay, he couldn't look at him, couldn't touch him, couldn't see skin his own hands had left blemished and tainted and torn, couldn't see the angel violated and hurt and broken by his own body.

The door unlocked the moment he had done what he'd come for, had taken and destroyed and left. It flew open, revealing Sam who he knew had been furiously beating against the wood while- while...oh God, he was gonna throw up.

His brother looked shocked at the picture that unfolded in front of his eyes, his features contorted in disbelief and disgust at the crumpled and naked figure in the centre of Dean's mattress.

Dean's mattress. In Dean's bed. In Dean's room.

He felt sick.All Rights Reserved

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