He was still turning it over in his head when Dean complained that he was starving –again, he’d just eaten breakfast three hours ago
Hee, Dean is a hobbit, breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, lunch, mid afternoon Tea, supper, second supper
“Pussies,” Dean declared, taking another drink of his.
Hee that’s it you tell them Deano
The waitress brought out Dean’s pie, and Castiel watched as Dean picked up his fork; the long stainless steel tines gleaming in the artificially bright phosphorous lighting of the restaurant. Dean sunk his implement into the flaky layers, through the chunky and fragrant apples, all the way down until he connected to the porcelain plate.,/i> Seriously, only YOU whilst writing flashfic porn!!!! Could put in a couple of lines so beautifully descriptive, they make me want to sing, this was a lovely image
He really wished he was a fork right about now.
Me too
“It doesn’t bother you to watch me eat does it? I mean, I feel kind of rude,” Dean went on, already plunging the fork back into the pie again. He brought it back up, and looked at Castiel, expecting some sort of response.
I love that even though he felt rude he kept going :D
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Re: C.A.S Pt 1
Date: 2009-04-17 09:13 pm (UTC)Hee, Dean is a hobbit, breakfast, second breakfast, elevenses, lunch, mid afternoon Tea, supper, second supper
“Pussies,” Dean declared, taking another drink of his.
Hee that’s it you tell them Deano
The waitress brought out Dean’s pie, and Castiel watched as Dean picked up his fork; the long stainless steel tines gleaming in the artificially bright phosphorous lighting of the restaurant. Dean sunk his implement into the flaky layers, through the chunky and fragrant apples, all the way down until he connected to the porcelain plate.,/i>
Seriously, only YOU whilst writing flashfic porn!!!! Could put in a couple of lines so beautifully descriptive, they make me want to sing, this was a lovely image
He really wished he was a fork right about now.
Me too
“It doesn’t bother you to watch me eat does it? I mean, I feel kind of rude,” Dean went on, already plunging the fork back into the pie again. He brought it back up, and looked at Castiel, expecting some sort of response.
I love that even though he felt rude he kept going :D
I sympatise with the waitress