Hey, the puppy eyes were his best bet in this thing and trying to appeal to that part of Dean that would want to give in because he couldn't be as ruthless as he wanted to be.

Except that hadn't stopped Dean from pulling back anyway and moving to settle in a chair at the foot of the bed. He might have pouted a little, letting out a protesting noise. "Dean..."

Dammit, no fair. He couldn't even move too much, not that he could move a lot with those bonds in place, but every time he shifted, it made that vibrator shift in ways that had him gasping. "Oh..."

Scratch that, he was grinding back on the toy anyway. It felt too good not to, even if it was nowhere near enough to get him off.