He shifted, pushing himself up onto his hands and knees. He reached back, pressing the heel of his hand against the plug before grinding and making himself keen, Dean's name falling from his lips over and over in need.

His chest pressed to the bed, ass high in the air he moved his other hand between his legs, stroking himself through the shorts. "Please...fuck yes...please Dean, need you..." He murmured, wishing Dean would hurry up and get home.