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“Dean!”
“Hey, Sammy.” It was quiet, almost reverential, not matching Sam’s panicky tone at all. Sam’s hands went out on a reflex to stop them both from falling, and found Dean’s hips enclosed in some very soft towelling. Dean was in dead guy robe again, most definitely commando underneath, and holy shit, he smelled incredible. Something deeply spiced and very expensive.
