Send me ✵ and I will describe or post a picture/gif of how I think our muses would have sex

        Stuart’s not really subtle when he wants Dean to fuck him, when he wants sex or for Dean to do something to him.  He’s teasing with it if they’re outside, small kisses only to be finished with him biting the hunter’s lower lip, tugging before letting go.  Some small, shameless grinding before pulling away and trying to get Dean to chase after him.  If Dean’s with him in the house, though, and they’re alone, or he’s with him in the motel room him and the not so jolly giant are staying in, he’ll be a more harder on him.  Get Dean’s attention by kissing him, move Dean’s hands to his ass before grinding forward.  And when he’s got him, just turn around in his arms, move his hips back and grind his ass against him.  He’d even go as far to parade around in just a pair of simple, black boxer briefs, leaving little to the imagination until Dean grabs him.  Stretching is fast, somewhat rough and so toe curling for Stuart, thrusting back on his fingers and clinging to him hard.  Dean seems to love just fucking him over a desk and Stuart complies, easily moving his hips down so he could do it or turning and facing his back towards Dean.  He thrusts his hips back as soon as the hunter pushes into him and clenches tight around him, wanting to feel every drag even with the copious amounts of lube they used just so Stuart wouldn’t be in pain.  He makes Dean go slow at first so he can feel everything, telling him to pick up his pace when he’s had his fill of that, moaning out loudly as soon as it picks up.  Meeting as many thrusts as he can, Stuart groans out and reaches back to rake his nails along any part of Dean’s body that he can grab, whether it be his arms or the back of his neck if he’s arching his back in and pressing closer to him.  He tries to get Dean to come before him, only managing to hold back a bit, spilling over Dean’s hand and thrusting into his fist as he fucks him.  When the other comes, they pull back and share a slow, somewhat sloppy kiss, the both of them smiling and laughing slightly just in the post coital bliss.  They manage to make their way to the bed and just lie down on top, Stuart tucked up against Dean in his arms and his head resting on his chest.  Stuart would probably end up tracing his fingers along the anti possession tattoo while they lay there.