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“You’re so pathetically horny, aren’t you? You need me here before you can get off properly?”

“I should never have told you to go,” he whispers. “Nothing felt right while you were gone.”

“Poor baby.”

“Promise it won’t happen again. No matter what stupid shit I say or do, promise you won’t let me push you away.”

I lick a strip up his abdomen. “Baby, I never could have truly let you go. After enough time passed, I’d have shouldered my way back in whether you liked it or not.”

“Don’t give me time. Maybe it makes me weak or fucked up, but I don’t want to know what it’s like to do any of this without you.”

I pinch him again. “Don’t talk about yourself that way. And I won’t let you push me away.”

“Promise?”

“Promise.”

“I love you, Mike.”

“I love you too, slut.”

“Can you fuck me hard? Please? Can’t handle it gentle. Not tonight.”

I don’t think I can either. “You want me to pound your head into the wall until you forget everything.”

“Yesss.”

I grab condoms and lube from the bedside table. “Get yourself opened up.”

“You know I don’t need that.”

“I know it makes you crazy when someone fingers your hole, and I love to see you all needy.”

Dean huffs a breath and slides a lubed finger in, followed by a second. He hisses at the sensation but quickly grows frustrated, growling under his breath. Guess he’s not getting the angle quite right. So he flips himself over, presenting himself. “Mike. Please. I need it.”

“You want me to grab your prostate massager from the closet shelf?”

“You know damn well that’s not what I mean. I need you inside me, Mike. Please.”

“All right, baby.” I roll the condom on and line myself up. Slowly, I press inside. “How is this ass so tight after all the dicks it’s taken?”

Dean only lets out a whine when my hips meet his ass, followed by a shudder when I pull back out.

“D-don’t know. Lucky, I guess.”

“Mmm. Hmm.” I know he said he wanted it hard, but I can’t bring myself to do that yet. Not before I push in again, pressing a kiss between his shoulder blades. “You’re mine, Dean. Do you get it now? Always will be.”

His body shakes with his nod. “I get it now.”

“Good. Don’t forget. I’d hate to punish you.”

The sound he makes, it’s almost a purr. “I like when you punish me.”

Slowly, I slide back out, loving the way he gasps and squeezes me when I drag over his prostate. Again, sliding my hands along the length of his body. Gripping his shoulders so I can press in harder. “You try to get me to leave again, it’ll make the cock cage look like nothing. Understand?”

Another enthusiastic nod. “As long as you stay.”

“Someone’s gotta fill this hungry ass.”