[Either way, they both win, right? Dean watches Elua's hand, grinning wider when he picks the blue. It does happen to be his favorite and he also likes to give and receive, maybe slightly skewed toward giving.
He lifts the strand from around his neck and reaches over to drape them around Elua's.]
Good guess. I think I owe you a reward now, hmm?
[His hands slide down from Elua's neck over his chest. As his hands slip under the shirt, he leans in to kiss him again, deeper this time.]
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[Either way, they both win, right? Dean watches Elua's hand, grinning wider when he picks the blue. It does happen to be his favorite and he also likes to give and receive, maybe slightly skewed toward giving.
He lifts the strand from around his neck and reaches over to drape them around Elua's.]
Good guess. I think I owe you a reward now, hmm?
[His hands slide down from Elua's neck over his chest. As his hands slip under the shirt, he leans in to kiss him again, deeper this time.]