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..., beyond blood, beyond soul mates. It’s SamandDean. When Sam kisses his brother he’s whole again, and Dean is fixed; for that split second, eyes screwed shut and pleasure on the brink of pain, SamSamSam on his tongue. Dean thrusts into his brother and it clicks; the Sam-sized space in Dean and the Dean-sized space in Sam. They rock against each other and it’s hunting; skin to skin and heavy ...
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