Between the worlds - THE GAME (Supernatural)

Teil 2

The last thirty-nine hours

"You're late."

Gabriel let Misha enter on Saturday afternoon and greeted him with a quick kiss. He was looking forward to Monday morning because then everything had an end.

"Well, well," Sam came over and parted the two men.

Naturally, her husband was allowed to dress.

...

"What do you wanna do?"

Gabe made himself comfortable on the small couch so that he'd everything in good view.

"Surprise me."

"Watch your words," Gabriel intervened with a grin. After that, his wife shot him a sharp look that brought him to silence immediately.

"I'll blindfold you, and you'll fade out everything else. Concentrate only on me and your body.

Let the everyday life out because it's lost nothing here. Listen only to the music and my words."

Gabe let his gaze wander around the room to distract himself because he was already horny. Since they'd set up a lovely room, he was again glad he'd taken this step and could go through with his wife.

Two walls were painted dark red next to the black, soundproofed door, and the other two in black and white. There was also a small window so high up that it could only be reached with a chair. Also, the indirect light could be radiated and dimmed from all sides –– depending on the mood.

His pride was a minor surgery lamp recently added and a few other medical items he could get hold of by dissolving a friend's doctor's office. For film purposes, as Gabriel said, and was glad the man hadn't asked further.

Due to the underfloor heating, the room had a pleasant warmth, although, after a short time in the activities, they were warm anyway. On closer reflection, Gabriel thought it was the biggest room next to the living room in the house. He wasn't truly aware of it at the beginning, but now he was glad about it.

For in addition to the examinations couch with fold-out gyn-chair, the French bed and the love swing, now a small desk with two chairs, a small couch, a St. Andrew's cross, a pulley, and a punishment bench had found space, and of course the dark brown, wooden throne for his wife, as well as a large mirror. Not to forget the small room divider, where you could change clothes, and the two big cupboards and abundant inner life. That was quite a lot. And everywhere, hooks and carabiners were attached to the wall so that his wife could fix him wherever it came to mind.

The room had a direct connecting door to the guest bathroom. Of course, this door was locked and covered by a cupboard from the other side in case their guests wanted to use it.

There were two fixe insiders to whom the room was also available –– Jensen and Misha, and that were enough. In short, there was a hell of a lot of money in this room because the quality was necessary to both and needed to be.

Meanwhile, Misha was naked and with his hands attached to the pulley.

"Sam?" He asked nervously.

Smiling, the young woman leaned against the couch.

"I'm here; I'm waiting for you to be wholly calm."

Those moments when there was complete silence when one was blindfolded and listened intently to every sound, wondering if one's partner was still there ...

Uncertainty spread when one became aware that one was being watched.

The calmness radiating from Sam created some restlessness, and Misha's inner struggle also made Gabriel smile, for that was precisely one of the things he loved so much about the game. And when his wife gave him a glimpse, he knew she felt the same way.