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Don't talk of love 'cause shadows blur
Author: Dimitri Aidan
Series: Yeah, Follows ‘Falling is Easy’, ‘Sweet Dreams’, and ‘Something More Than This’ in that order.
Unbetaed at the moment, please excuse my poor editing skills.
Dedicated: Mechante Fille, who puts up with my near endless non-updating crap.
Warnings: Slutty!Sam, Dark!Sam, Possessive!Dean, VaguelyDisgusted!Dean, violence, mentions of unprotected sex, and the beginnings of a D/s relationship.
Notes: I really do get the strangest whims. I should be studying for my psych exam (I haven’t even read all of the chapters) but I just don’t feel like it. Ah well.
Title comes from the Cure song, Burn.
Summary: Dean is finally ready to take back what is his but, like most things, it’s easier thought than done.

Don’t talk of love…


I've been awake since 7:30 doing laundry. I'm pretty sure laundry is a task given to people from hell, just to make them waste utterly ridiclious amounts of time on shit no one wants to do. I should be a nudist. I think Kevin would approve, considering how much effort he puts into getting me naked all the time anyway.

I feel like twelve kinds of shit. My nose is stuffed, my head hurts, and my eyes are watering like crazy. I think maybe I suck at this living thing. Go figure.