Three hours later Dean was on the place, waiting at parking lot as the kid didn't say which room he should be at. It was half of hour ealier than the 'deadline' he got. For those three hours he tried to not think about it all. What would be would be. There was no point in stressing over it now. The only thing he could do now was being careful. Dean sighed and lit a cigarette, leaning on his car.
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What is more sexy than feisty uke or some seme turned to uke? >:] <3
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