"Think I'm cursed enough," Eliot answered wryly, shaking his head. "Don't need cursed things to increase it." He had experienced enough in his career as a retrieval specialist to say not all curses were magical.

It was probably better that they changed the topic and he moved his hand lower to circle the small of Dean's back. It teased along the top crease of the hunter's ass.

"You got your breath back yet?"