"I am Sam. Every nerve and breath." Insistent hands push and force, moving on Dean's skin like he's deciding where the marks and bruises he could inflict would look best. "I'm what you want."

This is so incredibly chilling and HOT at the same time. UNF.

I love this! Dean's confusion and wanting and not wanting... amazing. And Samcifer... guh. This is a decadent read with so much lying underneath. ♥

I love this poem and it always makes me think of their reunion at the end of 5.4! \o/