==> Sis: Be the guy.
Dean pushes off of Dan.
Dean remains quiet for a full minute, perfect posture, picking up his glass, drinking it until it is half empty and sets it back down. He takes in a breath and then looks to his friend.
“Daniel.” Dean resembles Sis now, which makes sense they they are the same person, but it’s quite the change.
“Am I going to have to press the issue?”A little fearful noise escapes Dan, and he shakes his head fiercely. “N-no, no sir! I mean, no, Dean. I-I just don’t want to do things too… too early.” He pauses, chewing his lip. “I-if… you want me to do something, though, I’ll do it.” He looks up at Dean, hoping the man will tell him what to do. He needs instruction; being in charge of himself is just too hard.
Part of that sits very well with Dean, the part that loves being in control. The other part remembers that Dan had been abused repeatedly by his old boss. But now they’re dating, or something. Does that make it different? Whatever the case, Dean decides he’s allowed to kiss his boyfriend.
Wordlessly Dean moves Dan into an optimal positions for making out on a couch and drags his tongue, slowly, over Dan’s lips. He mumbles into them, “Am I also allowed to put my tongue where I’d like to?”
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==> Sis: Be the guy.
It’s difficult to maintain a pokerface but Dean manages it. He rests a hand on Dan’s thigh to steady himself, sticking as close as possible. Dan doesn’t make it easy, flopping back so suddenly like that, but Dean follows and rests his chin on Dan’s shoulder. “Anywhere your heart desires.”
Dan gulps and carefully wraps an arm around Dean. He would really like to do some suggestive, adult things to Dean, but now just doesn’t seem like the time.
“W-well,” he says, “I’ll k-keep that in mind, then.”
Dean pushes off of Dan.
Dean remains quiet for a full minute, perfect posture, picking up his glass, drinking it until it is half empty and sets it back down. He takes in a breath and then looks to his friend.
“Daniel.” Dean resembles Sis now, which makes sense they they are the same person, but it’s quite the change.
“Am I going to have to press the issue?”
Source: asksislalonde
Source: jamesstrider
Q:SB: No I just wanted to say hi. // SB: I'm feeling far beyond sick and since I'm stuck inside today I'd figure I'd drop a message.
TT: Well thank you again, dearest.
TT: Have a fabulous day.
==> Sis: Be the guy.
Dean chokes out a laugh into his hand, eves closed and face red as if sympathy blushing for Dan.
“Sorry,” Dean gasps, “sorry! It’s just. I’m not laughing at you.” That’s not very convincing, because Dean is still laughing. “It’s just, just.”
Dean forces himself to stop laughing, sitting up straight and taking a deep breath, willing the giggles to end. He exhales without a chuckle, then leans in close to Egbert’s covered face.
In a velvet tone Dean drawls, “You may put your tongue wherever you wish, sweetness.”Dan falls back against the couch, hands over his eyes, and groans quietly. This is not going at all according to plan. He peeks between his fingers up at Dean, face still red, and whispers “…I can lick you anywhere?”
It’s difficult to maintain a pokerface but Dean manages it. He rests a hand on Dan’s thigh to steady himself, sticking as close as possible. Dan doesn’t make it easy, flopping back so suddenly like that, but Dean follows and rests his chin on Dan’s shoulder. “Anywhere your heart desires.”
Source: asksislalonde
![windygirl:
omgthatdress:
Dress
Oscar de la Renta
The Goldstein Museum of Design
[[Dang.]]
Ah, I seem to have found another tumblr I should be following.](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lydowcl7fa1qcddvlo1_1280.jpg)
Dress
Oscar de la Renta
The Goldstein Museum of Design
[[Dang.]]
Ah, I seem to have found another tumblr I should be following.
Source: omgthatdress
Q:[msg] Hello miss Lalonde. [msg]
FF: Hello dear.
FF: A pleasure to hear from you again.
FF: Was there anything you wished to discuss, or are you merely greeting me for the sake of it?
==> Sis: Be the guy.
Dean smiles back, flashing his teeth, then scoots nice and close to the other man. He waits for the teacup to go down. When it is safely out of his hands an arm goes around Dan’s waist and Dean lays his head on his shoulder, eyes closed.
He sighs. “You needn’t say that as if I am doing you a favor. While I often do what I must, I nearly as often do what I want. This is one of those things.”
“Is. There anything else you want?” Dean sounds… uncertain? Hopeful? It’s hard to say but it isn’t typical Sis the Lioness, ready to tear you apart.Dan swallows, rolling a reply around in his mouth. There are plenty of things he wants with Dean right now- but his brain won’t shut up, won’t stop telling him that it’s too early, too soon.
…Then again, he’s done more than make out with people he barely knows; much, much more. Dan wraps his sweater tightly around himself, pulling away again. How does one go about propositioning someone like Dean? He’s sure that just asking wouldn’t be enough.
Still, Dan does his best to swallow the small amount of pride he has left to ask “Would you like to kiss with tongue?” The question comes out hilariously garbled and sounding more like “Can I tongue you?”
Dan covers his face and tried to disappear.
Dean chokes out a laugh into his hand, eves closed and face red as if sympathy blushing for Dan.
“Sorry,” Dean gasps, “sorry! It’s just. I’m not laughing at you.” That’s not very convincing, because Dean is still laughing. “It’s just, just.”
Dean forces himself to stop laughing, sitting up straight and taking a deep breath, willing the giggles to end. He exhales without a chuckle, then leans in close to Egbert’s covered face.
In a velvet tone Dean drawls, “You may put your tongue wherever you wish, sweetness.”
Source: asksislalonde
==> Sis: Be the guy.
Dan smiles shyly, shame and fear slowly being overwhelmed by cautious optimism. Everything seems to be working out better than expected. He knows better than to push his luck at something like this, though.
So, rather than asking to make out, Dan leans in to kiss the corner of his boss’ mouth and murmur a “thank you”.
He sits back again, positively beaming at Dean, and reaches for his teacup to take a drink.
Dean smiles back, flashing his teeth, then scoots nice and close to the other man. He waits for the teacup to go down. When it is safely out of his hands an arm goes around Dan’s waist and Dean lays his head on his shoulder, eyes closed.
He sighs. “You needn’t say that as if I am doing you a favor. While I often do what I must, I nearly as often do what I want. This is one of those things.”
“Is. There anything else you want?” Dean sounds… uncertain? Hopeful? It’s hard to say but it isn’t typical Sis the Lioness, ready to tear you apart.
Source: asksislalonde
