Nathaniel finally worked on opening his jeans and slipped a hand inside. He was hard now and while he would have preferred Dean to be there with him, to feel his touch... this would have to do. Just had to wait until tomorrow and damn, tomorrow couldn't come fast enough.
"Dean," he breathed, taking a moment to lick his lips and steady his voice again as he pumped his fist over his cock, Nathaniel let his eyes drift shut. He was picturing everything Dean said, could almost feel it...
"We're doing this." No doubts about it. He'd have to find some restaurant to take him to, but it'd be worth the effort. "You have no idea how much I want to see you squirm in public, see just how well you can keep yourself under control, Dean. Sure someone will figure out our game though... think you can handle them staring at you, knowing you're hard as a rock under the table and wanting to get fucked by me all over again?"
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"Dean," he breathed, taking a moment to lick his lips and steady his voice again as he pumped his fist over his cock, Nathaniel let his eyes drift shut. He was picturing everything Dean said, could almost feel it...
"We're doing this." No doubts about it. He'd have to find some restaurant to take him to, but it'd be worth the effort. "You have no idea how much I want to see you squirm in public, see just how well you can keep yourself under control, Dean. Sure someone will figure out our game though... think you can handle them staring at you, knowing you're hard as a rock under the table and wanting to get fucked by me all over again?"