[ but charlie, being coy might get you somewhere, just not any further than this. dean's eyes darken, immediately unimpressed with her choice of things to do. ]
You're playing with me. I don't like it.
[ his hand slides to her wrist this time, clamps down hard-- enough to bruise. ]
no subject
You're playing with me. I don't like it.
[ his hand slides to her wrist this time, clamps down hard-- enough to bruise. ]