Devil of a Crush

Dean's cheeks pinked up. "I'm gonna come before he gets the tip in." He squeaked and Sam giggled. "Keep intimidating him, Luke, this is hilarious.

"He made me come twice, the piercings rub right on your prostate and practically milk you the whole damn time."

Dean slumped down in the seat, shifting a little. He looked over at Priestly, blushing when he caught his gaze. "I'm going to die."

"You're gonna love it." Luke chuckled. "I'm not a screamer, ever, but he made me into one."

"Okay, stop, I'm getting hard." Dean admitted.

Priestly came over and smiled. "Hey guys, um.. you ready to order?"

Luke grinned up at him. "I'm gonna have the omelette with bacon and chives. And I think Dean will take the ten in hero." He winked at Priestly.

Priestly smirked a little, meeting Dean's gaze. Dean opened his mouth to speak, but ended up squeaking, nodding slowly. "Please." He finally whispered, sounding much more sexual than a food request ever should. Sam chuckled. "I'll just have an italian sub."

Priestly smiled at them and nodded. He touched Dean's shoulder gently, lingering there a moment before heading back to the kitchen.

Dean slumped down and dropped his head onto the table with a thunk. "I'm going to fucking die tonight."

"You'll die happy and sexually satisfied." Luke chuckled.

Dean groaned softly in agreement.

Sam laughed. "First time I've seen Dean afraid of little action."

"Yeah, why are you so afraid?" Like asked.

Dean blushed. He looked up at Luke. "Because the last time I bottomed I was sixteen and the guy was four inches long."

Luke smiled and nodded. "I get that... but Priestly will treat you right, he'll make sure it feels good and that you're prepped well."

Dean nodded, smiling a little. "Thank you, Luke."

"For the advice or for Priestly."

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