"You do this to me," Dean said helplessly. "I hope I've not bollixed everything up between us, but I thought I'd go batshite if I didn't say something. I mean, for fuck's sake, I was finishing a really great wank thinking about you when I slipped so spectacularly in the tub. Not that I was going to tell that to any Healer, especially Ron."

lmfao ya i imagine seeing rons face if he heard that ha

"But I've never even really seen your, well…"
"My cock, Dean. It's quite attractive. Had no complaints," Seamus joked.
"I don't doubt," Dean said, grinning and shaking his hips slightly. "But I've not felt you in my hands, not had your dick in my mouth. I don't know that I'll be any good at it at all," he admitted plaintively, one arm reaching out for Seamus.

good part. hot


"Two blokes, lying side by side, both of them doing this to each other. At the same time," he said reverently.
Seamus' eyes grew wide and a wicked grin settled on his mouth. "You want to go at it, sixty-nine? You pervy bastard." He snickered, sitting backward so that he could snatch another barrage of nipped kisses from Dean's glistening lips. "I think I've always loved ye, but now you've stolen my heart

lol hot


"Me? What makes you think I'd do something daft like that?" Seamus harrumphed, crossing his arms on his chest. "I may give you blow jobs that leave you absolutely shattered, but that doesn't mean I'm going to start writing you crap poetry and buying you flowers. I'm queer, not a bloody girl.

lmfao love shay

"I'm yours, Seamus. I don't know how else to say it."
Seamus breathed deeply of the air of trust, nodding his head, though Dean couldn't see it. "I think I know what you mean." He leaned over to kiss Dean's chest above his heart. "Thank you."

hmm seamus did NOT say it back

loving it hun