So of course it immediately crashes and burns. The sound of his name makes him stiffen, though his hands don't leave Kyle's body even as the guy peels away wide-eyed. At first, Dean's only reaction is to sigh, his breath hot and chasing down Kyle's throat as his head bows.
And then the irritation follows, flaring up from his gut, through his chest — surging up into his eyes, which flicker into a deep, dark black as he raises his head in front of Kyle's face.
"One second, sweetheart," he says with a forced, painful smile, and then peels away to round on the half-winged formerly angelic pain in his ass.
"Look, feathers, as touching as this reunion is, I'm kind of in the middle of something. How 'bout we rain check this in about... forty-five minutes? Maybe call it a strong hour? Then you can come back and we can do the whole, oh no, not my very bestest friend, boo hoo thing with a little post-nut clarity, huh?"
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So of course it immediately crashes and burns. The sound of his name makes him stiffen, though his hands don't leave Kyle's body even as the guy peels away wide-eyed. At first, Dean's only reaction is to sigh, his breath hot and chasing down Kyle's throat as his head bows.
And then the irritation follows, flaring up from his gut, through his chest — surging up into his eyes, which flicker into a deep, dark black as he raises his head in front of Kyle's face.
"One second, sweetheart," he says with a forced, painful smile, and then peels away to round on the half-winged formerly angelic pain in his ass.
"Look, feathers, as touching as this reunion is, I'm kind of in the middle of something. How 'bout we rain check this in about... forty-five minutes? Maybe call it a strong hour? Then you can come back and we can do the whole, oh no, not my very bestest friend, boo hoo thing with a little post-nut clarity, huh?"