"Mmm. Pretty sure you're not actually sorry for wanting to be punished." Which was something that Sam didn't mind. After all, punishment did happen sometimes. "I should have made you apologize to Otis before we left, since you led him on. How do you think he would have felt, if he'd made it up your thigh and found my lock on your dick?" Sam had to stop, so he reached over, cupping Castiel between his legs. He could feel the hard plastic of the device even through Castiel's jeans and held it for a moment before letting go.
"I want you to sit there and think about what you did, Cas. I'm still deciding your punishment, but when we get back to the bunker, you'll go directly to our room, strip and kneel. No pillow."
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Date: 2013-12-17 11:56 pm (UTC)"I want you to sit there and think about what you did, Cas. I'm still deciding your punishment, but when we get back to the bunker, you'll go directly to our room, strip and kneel. No pillow."