Ruby gasped as he squeezed at her knee. Oh yes, That was it. There was her boy. That was exactly what she wanted to hear. She couldn't think for a moment beyond excitation for his creativity. It didn't have the twisted pleasure she'd dervived from being with him in Dean's beloved Impala but he was right, she would most certainly remember, driving all over the country, and he was right, she'd think about him
His fingers slid up her thigh and she wondered how precicely he planned to stand up and walk any time soon if he was doing that to her.
"Of course I'll remember, I'll think about it every time I'm alone and horny and wanting you, every drive I need to take, all of it"
That was a start to the control she wanted him to ultimatly achieve. By the end of all this he was going to be practicly royalty. So he deserved to have his whims served, all this was was a lesson, a lesson from the demon that loved him but nonetheless.
He'd thank her for it later.
The car was parked up outside the rink, she supposed they'd have to move it, public decency and all, maybe outside his motel again, just for kicks, or their park. There were options after all.