The two leather cuffs were connected by a single metal climber's hook which left really only about two inches of space between them. Sam wasn't going anywhere.

When Sam pulled back from the kiss, Dean grinned. "Originally, I planned to lay you out on the bed, but I think I like your idea of over my lap even better. C'mere, Sammy..." His hand moved from the side of Sam's face to cup the back of his neck and pull him down.