"Maybe in the future." He flashed a playful smirk, pausing to shrug out of his own shirt and jeans.

"Think that might be tempting if I get to keep you after hours in my bar. You know, have you in the backroom, over my desk. Got a lotta stress to work off, running a business." He took a step towards Dean when he was done and reached out to cup his face, drawing him into a slow kiss.

"I'm trying to decide between either tying you up again, maybe to my door, and seeing how long I can make you wait to come or laying you out on the bed and seeing what fun I can come up with for you there. What do you think?"