"Are you ready yet?" He called down the hallway.
"Almost. I’m just having trouble with this holster." You trudged out of the bedroom, holding the thigh holster up, fighting with the straps. "A little help please Cas?" You asked with a smirk.
"Of course, Dean." David crouched down, with a smile taking the holster from your hands and fitting the straps tight to your leg. His hands wandered a bit on the way up, pinching your bum, before pulling you close for a kiss. "You look good, hunter."
"As do you, angel." You kissed him back, taking a nip at his bottom lip before pulling away. "Let’s go rock this party!"
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WE WANT TO KNOW THE ORIGINS OF YOUR SKYPE NAME!