onlytobenormal | a month in the life of a cursed hunter ((samefivealbums))

"Sure, sounds good." Hanging out at home with Sam was never a bad option, in her opinion.

She frowned a little at the question and shook her head. "Bobby said to call if I needed anything."

He nodded at that. Dad was probably wrapped up in a hunt somewhere like usual, but you'd think he could call to check up on his own son... make sure he was adjusting okay, that he was safe, but he shouldn't be surprised. "Hmm... well, guess we don't have to worry about getting caught, then."

Dean didn't really want to think about what Dad was doing or why he hadn't called. She had her suspicions and none of them were pleasant to think about. She'd rather focus on the one person who did want her with him.

"Nope. Which means we should be a deviant and perverted as we possibly can." She smiled cheerfully and slid her foot up his leg to rub against his thigh and then rest against his crotch, rubbing teasingly.

He smirked, looking down when her foot came to press against his crotch, shifting a little closer. "Hm, it would be a shame to waste this, I guess. Can we get any more perverted than we have already though?"

"Bet you could think of ways." She smiled and pushed against him, rubbing him lightly with the arch of her foot. "You're the smart one."

He gave a thoughtful hum, tipping his head back. Deviant... it was hard to top using toys in public and fucking her every chance they got, but-- "Could always tie you to the chair like I suggested earlier... maybe leave one of those vibrators in you on high and see how much you can take before you're begging me to fuck you?"

Dean licked her lips and shivered. That? Sounded really good. She nodded slowly. "I like the sound of that."

He smiled at her reaction and leaned his elbow on the table. "You really like that, don't you? Being tied down, pushed like that." Not that he was complaining. He liked seeing how far he could push her before she was begging for him.

Her foot kept moving against him while she considered his question. "Yeah, I do. It's sexy to me to give you that kind of control and not know when or how or if you're going to touch me."

He pressed himself a little harder against her, now that his body was starting to respond to the steady friction. "Mm... I like seeing you like that too, you know... I like making you feel good."

"My deviant fantasies don't bother you, huh?" She chuckled and got up to walk around and straddle his lap. Started to grind against him lightly. "You always make me feel good."

"I don't think I've gotten laid this much in my life, dude, so why would they bother me?" He scooted back when she went to straddle his lap, arms coming around her to keep her pressed close. "Mm, good."

Dean laughed and kissed him. "all the sex you can stand and then some, huh?"

Her hands wandered down his chest lightly as her hips continued to grind on him. "So, where were you gonna tie me up, then? Living room? Bedroom?"

"Definitely." He gave a soft moan as she ground down against him, leaning in to kiss her lips lightly. "Bedroom, I think."

"Mmm... can't wait. I love it when you tease me." She nibbled along his neck and reached down to cup him through his boxers and rub against him. She liked teasing him, too.

He pressed his hips up a little against her hand, letting out another soft moan. "Never going to get out of the chair at this rate, man..."

"Guess I better move then, huh?" Dean slowly released him and shifted to stand up. She smiled and started to unbutton the shirt she was wearing as she headed for the bedroom.

He watched her get up and head to the bedroom, smiling a little bit as she left. He stood up then and since the chairs in the kitchen would be easier for this than the one in the bedroom, grabbed one up to haul with him. "Undress for me, then sit down here."

She liked it when he gave her orders. She grinned and stripped off that shirt and her panties. Then she waited for him to put the chair where he wanted it before she sat down. She leaned back and tilted her hips forward, legs spread wide as she watched him with a devious expression. "Now what, boss?"

"Now, you sit there." He was going to grab some of those toys out. He grabbed that egg one they'd used on their date and that bullet along with some restraints to use to keep her still.

"First, you're going to put this toy back inside yourself then I'll handcuff you."

Dean reached for the toy when Sam held it out and settled back in the chair. She was already a little wet from the teasing, so it didn't take long to get the vibe pushed in deep where it needed to be. She sighed softly at the feeling and then rested her arms on the chair arms. "How do you want me cuffed? To the arms or behind my back?"

"To the arms." He reached out to brush his hands through her hair lightly before reaching down to cuff her. He took the opportunity to lean in for a slow, deep kiss as well. "You look so hot like this, Dean."

She leaned up into his kiss and moaned softly when he pulled back. "I feel good, too. Like how you're looking at me."

He smiled and grabbed up the remote for that toy, turning it on its lowest setting to give her a tease while he went to bind her feet to the chair legs next. "Hard not to look, Dean..."

"Mmmm..." She squirmed in the chair and shivered as she watched him bind her feet. She smiled down at him. "Like this?"

a month in the life of a cursed hunter ((samefivealbums))

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