Looky there! 100 words exactly. BAM. hehehe. Shortest thing I've ever written. Where shall I prompt you?
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It seems an odd fit. Much like them, in that aspect. He slides his hand down the skin of Sam's leg, curls his fingers right above his foot. His thumb fits perfectly, like a puzzle piece, in the groove of Sam's ankle. It's a favorite position of Gabriel's, his human lying on his back across a newly snapped up couch, resting after long hours and rough hunts, feet plopped gracelessly into his lap. A stroke across sensitive skin, a tender squeeze, and his hunter finally tumbles into a restful sleep. Precious few hours of peace in their world of chaos.
Sam/Gabriel - Ankle
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It seems an odd fit. Much like them, in that aspect. He slides his hand down the skin of Sam's leg, curls his fingers right above his foot. His thumb fits perfectly, like a puzzle piece, in the groove of Sam's ankle. It's a favorite position of Gabriel's, his human lying on his back across a newly snapped up couch, resting after long hours and rough hunts, feet plopped gracelessly into his lap. A stroke across sensitive skin, a tender squeeze, and his hunter finally tumbles into a restful sleep. Precious few hours of peace in their world of chaos.