Between the worlds - THE GAME (Supernatural)

Teil 2

"Be gentle with me," the young man smirked while undressing and then sitting back down on the chair. He'd come to terms with the situation by now. Although he was still repugnant to be available as a lust object soon, he had no other choice anyway.

"What?! You've probably forgotten why you're here," she replied, but her voice wasn't nearly as strict as it should be.

She knew he had an easy time with the women because he looked handsome. Samantha had never seen such big eyes, and he perfectly knew how to use them when he wanted something, and that smile ...

His entire body was well-trained to the last detail, with a perfectly trimmed body hair that even Samantha had to bite a moan.

...

"I learned my lesson. And I promise improvement. I swear."

"And you're still here."

"And I'm still here. Ready to go one step further."

Gabriel didn't buy that and cleared his throat before standing next to his head and gazing at him closely. So insistent that Derek believed every word the older man said.

"Enjoy what my wife is gonna do to you now because we'll be in command in a few hours, and you can be sure you'll still be suffering today."

Then he kissed Sam, said that he loved her, and disappeared because there was still work waiting.

"What does he mean by that?" Derek asked anxiously, but more than a shrug didn't come.

"You were an ass, and that's why you must stand up for it today. After that, everything is forgiven and forgotten. That's how it goes with us."

"I know," Derek murmured meekly. He knew that he'd behaved terribly, and even if he didn't know what was coming, he'd bear the consequences.

Samantha didn't give him much time to think about it as she closed her lips to his and sank into a passionate kiss.

"Gabriel doesn't mind? You, with me alone here?"

"You can't react so fast, and in no time, you're strapped immobilized if you should come up with stupid thoughts."

"I don't mean that. Isn't he jealous?"

Smiling, the young woman shook her head.

"No, because he loves me so much that he allows me to mess around with others. He trusts me and knows I won't take advantage of this trust."

"For that, you're to be envied."

"Say, you just wanna talk, or can I finally start?"

What a question. Derek couldn't wait and longed to feel her gentle hands on his heated body. He was a bit surprised when he was blindfolded, making him increasingly nervous.

"Close your eyes, big boy!"

In this situation, he could let himself go completely. After all, he wasn't expected to take the initiative but was simply allowed to feel, perceive, enjoy and switch off. This was new, and he loved it.

The first thing Derek felt was the riding crop he already knew and stiffened automatically. But as it stroked his cheek, nudging his nose, and then slowly continued down his neck, he let out a shaky breath, hoping it would stay with those gentle touches.

The soft but cool leather settled on his right nipple, caressing and teasing a bit before this aroused point was covered with warm lips, which elicited another choppy breath. The same game on the other side, and even without seeing it, Derek knew he was getting harder every second.