He chuckled and closed his eyes. “I’m sure you can do better than that.”
She giggled, biting down gently with a slight smile. “Oh?”
“I think you can.” He…
He looked at her frowning a little. “Why did you stop?”
He chuckled and closed his eyes. “I’m sure you can do better than that.”
She giggled, biting down gently with a slight smile. “Oh?”
“I think you can.” He slowly stroked her hair encouragingly.
She nipped harder with a slight pout. “Mew.”
He felt her nip harder and gave out a slow moan. “That’s great Kitten. I like pain, so don’t worry.” He laughed softly.
He chuckled and closed his eyes. “I’m sure you can do better than that.”
She giggled, biting down gently with a slight smile. “Oh?”
“I think you can.” He slowly stroked her hair encouragingly.
He rested his chin on her hair and held her like that.
She smiled at him and pressed a gentle kiss against his neck.
He smiled at the fell of her lips against his neck and nuzzled her.
She grinned, nipping at his neck gently.
He smirked and tipped his head back giving her more access. He really liked when she did that.
She grinned and nipped gently again, purring.
He chuckled and closed his eyes. “I’m sure you can do better than that.”
Having Dean’s thigh between his legs was enough to get him hot in his pants. He enjoyed being dominated and pushed against the wall and soon enough he felt the other mans lips roughly kiss his own. He automatically brought his hands up into the other mans hair and bit his bottom lip roughly, then proceeded with sticking his tongue back down the other’s throat hungrily.
Dean groaned at his throat being licked. His hands drug down the man’s ribs until they reached his hips only to slip under his shirt and slide back up his skin. He rolled his hips, rubbing his crotch on Zaiden’s thigh, humming his satisfaction in the sensation. “You got a nice ass,” he said, slipping past the fabric of the angel’s jeans and gripping the firm cheeks beneath.
He chuckled and released a soft groan at feeling the others erection press against his thigh. He bucked his hips forward a bit so it wasn’t his thigh the hunter would be rubbing against, but instead it would rub against the angel’s own hardness. He pulled the hunters short hair roughly and smirked. “Have you been watching it all night? Or have you just noticed now?” He shivered slightly at the hunter’s cold hands gripping his ass and let his own hands snake up the hunters shirt, feeling up his abs.
He bit his lip again slowly and whispered back in his ear. “Oh? You think you can demonstrate how hot I am?” He gripped the other’s hand tightly. “Prove it then.” He chuckled feeling bliss and found he definately wanted this guy to rock his world.
Dean stood up and took the other’s hand, guiding him to the men’s room and locking the door behind him. It wasn’t a second longer before he’d pinned the fallen angel against the wall, thigh between his legs, and crashed their lips together in a mesh of teeth and tongue.
Having Dean’s thigh between his legs was enough to get him hot in his pants. He enjoyed being dominated and pushed against the wall and soon enough he felt the other mans lips roughly kiss his own. He automatically brought his hands up into the other mans hair and bit his bottom lip roughly, then proceeded with sticking his tongue back down the other’s throat hungrily.
He licked his lips and tilted his head at De. an, faking innocence. “No I don’t believe I do.” He stood up and to stop himself from falling over, he grabbed Dean’s jacket and used that opportunity to lean in and whisper in his ear. “I have a feeling you are very good at explaining in detail.” He smirked and chuckled softy.
Dean watched as the man stood up and he held an arm out to catch him, lading a palm on his waist . He gripped the hem of his shirt there and pulled him closer, bringing his lips close to Zaiden’s ear and murmuring. “I’m actually better at demonstrating,” he said, feeling a little blurry and promiscuous.
He bit his lip again slowly and whispered back in his ear. “Oh? You think you can demonstrate how hot I am?” He gripped the other’s hand tightly. “Prove it then.” He chuckled feeling bliss and found he definately wanted this guy to rock his world.
He smirked. “Same here.” He took two shots straight, coughed a bit then faced him again smiling and raising an eyebrow. “So. In what way am I hot to you…..Dean Winchester?” He chuckled softly surprised he still remembered his name and bit his bottom lip slowly.
Dean moved closer, snagging his last shot and smirking suggestively around the edge of the glass. “I think you know what I mean,” he said before taking a gulp, licking the edge of the glass and his lips before sliding the empty cup towards him.
He licked his lips and tilted his head at Dean, faking innocence. “No I don’t believe I do.” He stood up and to stop himself from falling over, he grabbed Dean’s jacket and used that opportunity to lean in and whisper in his ear. “I have a feeling you are very good at explaining in detail.” He smirked and chuckled softy.
He raised an eyebrow and leaned in a little closer to the guy.”I’m having a blast.” He smirked winking at him. “How about you?” He waved him off at the mention of his vessel. He couldn’t care less about it. “You really think I’m hot?” He kept his eyebrow raised.
“Yeah, I guess I’m having a good time,” Dean admitted. “A little tipsy.” He laughed when they guy took his nickname wrong, holding his head in his hand as he leaned on the table. “I called you hot shot, but I would be lying if I said you were anything other than.”
He smirked. “Same here.” He took two shots straight, coughed a bit then faced him again smiling and raising an eyebrow. “So. In what way am I hot to you…..Dean Winchester?” He chuckled softly surprised he still remembered his name and bit his bottom lip slowly.
He gave the guy a dumb founded expression and began laughing hysterically. “Ohhhhh yeaaaah. The Apocalypse.” He began laughing again. “The world collapsing.” He made a dramatic slap on the table to illustrate his point then downed his drink and asked for another. His head was spinning by now, but he didn’t mind.
“Having fun are we?” Dean asked, quirking a brow and propping his elbow on the table. He was a little drunk, but this guy was full on plastered. “Might wanna slow down there hot shot, might kill your vessel.”
He raised an eyebrow and leaned in a little closer to the guy.”I’m having a blast.” He smirked winking at him. “How about you?” He waved him off at the mention of his vessel. He couldn’t care less about it. “You really think I’m hot?” He kept his eyebrow raised.
