Between the worlds - THE GAME (Supernatural)

Tensioner

"See you!"

Kim had just got into her car and waved to Samantha again before the engine started. With a honk, the car drove into the night.

"Whatcha doing tonight?"

Misha approached his two friends, who'd just said goodbye to the crewmembers, to disappear into the well-deserved weekend.

"Play," Samantha growled and cheekily bit her husband's neck, who then shrieked. Expectantly and with an exciting wink, he embraced his wife.

"Do you have something against a spectator ...?"

The dark-haired man wiggled his eyebrows and also got Jensen's attention, who emptied the rest of the orange juice in one go.

"... or two?"

"Peeping Tom ... but for my sake," Samantha mumbled, looking at her husband, who nodded with a sly grin.

Both had no idea what they wanted to do, but the boys should watch their pornography.

"Whatcha planning to do, my beauty?"

"I said I wanna play with you."

Gabe had stopped asking because until now, there had been nothing he didn't like. Sam clung to his arm, and both trudged the snow-covered winter landscape to their house.

...

"You don't have to kneel in front of me or say my love to me, and we'll leave the collar, too, but we'll give the boys a show."

Even if Gabriel was open, what she'd said meant a lot to him; that was their game, and the two men didn't need to know everything either.

After a shared shower, they waited at the table for their friends, and it wasn't long before Misha and Jensen arrived.

It was a premiere, so to speak, because otherwise, the married couple was always alone with such things, but since Misha and Jensen had lingered in their ears long enough, their wish was fulfilled. The spectators sat on the small couch in the corner and waited eagerly for what would happen.

Granted, Samantha was a bit nervous, and all that was missing was that they'd picked up their cell phones and recorded everything.

"And when are you gonna beat him at last?" Misha chuckled excitedly, giving his young friend a stealthy look.

"I only discipline bad boys," Samantha replied boldly and passionately, pressing her lips back to her husband's.

"I, too, would like to be disciplined by you; I'm a naughty boy."

The young woman turned and looked expectantly at Jensen, who also giggled.

"These are big sayings for someone who just sits and stares, but we can start immediately."

Said and done. With skillful moves, the red-haired woman had cut two ribbons off the coconut rope and went to the two.

"Close your eyes and open them again when I say so."

As both hands were tied behind his back, a frustrated hum came from Jensen.

This will last for a while

"You can open your eyes again, and if you want something in the mouth, just call –– I'm over there."

"Alright, the message arrived," Misha muttered, who was also tied up and exchanged a sullen look with Jensen.

With a smirk, she put a kiss on the cheek of the two men before Gabriel once more became the object of her desire.

Giggling, he'd watched his wife make short shrift with their friends.