Dean watched it all in stunned silence, eyes wide. At some point he'd ended up leaned back against the bar, shifting slightly as the heel of his hand found its way between his legs so he could adjust himself. Damn it he was painfully hard now.
Once it was over he looked from Eliot to the bartender, smiling. "Hey...ahh thanks man." He left the money on the bar anyways, offering it as a tip for the bartender. He pushed himself up then, grabbing Eliot as his skin flushed darkly and he growled out, voice gravelly with need. "Come on. Please...just...don't fight with me right now."
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Date: 2013-03-29 01:03 am (UTC)Once it was over he looked from Eliot to the bartender, smiling. "Hey...ahh thanks man." He left the money on the bar anyways, offering it as a tip for the bartender. He pushed himself up then, grabbing Eliot as his skin flushed darkly and he growled out, voice gravelly with need. "Come on. Please...just...don't fight with me right now."