Dean

dean couldn't fucking believe this. He hadn't really expected Allen to go through with the bet but their honor and some teasing from Dean about being too chicken and Allen was shoving a remote into his hands, face flushed and his eyes slightly glazed with desire.

They sat next to each other in English class, so Deam could keep an eye on the mess of a man beside him. Fuck he hadn't even turned the vibrator on and Allen is squirming from the feeling of just having the buttplug inside him. Dean's dick is fucking twitching like crazy but he tries to ask normal.

Dean looks at the remote and grins before turning on the vibrator- lowest setting of course, he wasn't a monster. Allen let out a squeal and practically jumped in his seat, knuckles turning white as he grips the desk. People's heads turn slightly to glance at the two but they quickly go back to their own work.

"The lecture hasn't even started yet, baby. You gotta stay quiet." Dean murmurs under his breath to Allen and before Allen can snap at him for being a bit of a dick, he turns it up to level two and Allen practically convulses in pleasure, biting his lip to stifle a moan. "Come on, be a good boy. You can do it." He says, slightly teasingly but also with a touch of praise, unable to take his eyes off of Allen.