[Right now? It wasn't even occurring to Sam that he should be embarrassed by the way he was unashamedly looking at her, taking in all the details, remembering and touching. The way the chains tightened, the way her body took him in... that visual alone had him wanting to buck up, bury in as deep as he could.]

[But she started moving faster and all he could do was moan out her name, hands falling to grip at the bed under them as she rode him faster and harder. His eyes settled on her chest, on those clamps tugging, at that amulet dangling between them. He couldn't resist it anymore. One hand went to push him up until he was sitting in front of her, the other went to grab at the necklace possessively as he leaned in for a kiss.] Dean...