adoredean:

so i was talking to @sheriffjodes and she mentioned something about sam tied up in dean’s office chair with dean riding him while we were talking about swesson and well. 

“Dean, p-please.” Dean hummed, a low sound filling Sam’s ear, as he stroked down Sam’s face.

“Ah ah, Sam. We’re at work.” Sam grunted, shifting against the cloth tying to the office chair, as Dean sat atop him, clenching.

“M-Mr. Smith, p-please.”

Dean hummed once more, wounding his arms around Sam’s neck, “What do you want, baby?”

“Ride me, please, please.” Sam was desperate at this point; they’d been at this for a while. Dean calling Sam up to his office, claiming a technical emergency when they both knew that Dean just wanted to fuck. Something Sam had no qualms about, and so here he was naked and tied to Dean Smith’s office chair, with an equally naked man seated on his cock, not moving.

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