followstheorders | In the light of day.

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In the light of day.

Dean woke slowly the next morning, his mind sluggish and disoriented. The first thing he noticed was that he wasn't alone. He laid on his side with another person's arms around him and a warm body pressed up against his back. It wasn't his room at the motel, either. The bed was too comfortable and the sheets smelled clean, not musty.

Without opening his eyes, Dean laid there and tried to think back over the night before. There was no hangover, so he couldn't have been drunk, but his memory was hazy anyway. He remembered checking out a club that was said to be suspicious...

Couldn't really remember going inside, although his mind kept producing hazy images of him on his knees and the smell of sex. Which, really, wasn't the worst thing in the world, but it would be nice to remember it. Some worrisome thought was niggling at the back of his mind, but he couldn't quite make it come forward.

Slowly, Dean opened his eyes and looked back over his shoulder at the man laying behind him.

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Dean recognized the tune right away and broke into a wide smile. Zeppelin was always a good choice for any occasion. His fingers tapped soundlessly against the carpet, humming the tune very softly under his breath as he enjoyed the guitar. Nathaniel was really good. Jimmy Page wasn't an easy man to emulate.

He'd been playing the guitar since he was young... wasn't an easy song, but he got the hang of it eventually. It was good to see Dean enjoying it like that too... kind of liked that smile he had on. And it felt pretty good to be playing for someone else too, even if it was one guy. He kept playing, eyes alternating from the guitar and to Dean until the song ended.

He paused for a moment before he met Dean's eyes again. "So... How was it?"

Dean sat up straight when the song ended. He clapped playfully, still grinning. Very little made him happy like good music. Even more so when he got to hear it up close and personal. "Awesome. That was pretty impressive. You're really good."

He gave a laugh of his own at the clapping and slid the guitar off his lap and put it to the side for now. "Thanks."

Good to hear he'd enjoyed it. He leaned forward a little, reaching out to give him a tug to get him to come forward and closer.

Dean let him pull him closer and he knelt between Nathaniel's knees. His hands rested on the other man's thighs for balance and he leaned up to kiss him. "Thank you. I really enjoyed it."

He leaned into that kiss, hands coming up to cup either side of his face. "Glad you enjoyed it," he murmured against his lips before he leaned in for another kiss, deepening it a little.

Dean sighed into the kiss, lips parting to allow Nathaniel to deepen it as he pushed himself up and slipped into the other man's lap. His arms looped around Nathaniel's shoulders and he held onto him, pressing close. One hand gripped a fist full of the back of Nathaniel's shirt while the other tangled lightly in his hair to keep him close.

He definitely wasn't going to complain about Dean climbing in his lap like that. He let out a pleased hum into the kiss as his arms settled around his waist, pulling him in a little closer. The hand through his hair, tangling in earned a soft noise and parted from the kiss for now. He didn't pull too far away though.

"Remind me to play for you more, if this is what I get."

"Promise?" Dean gave him a teasing smile and turned his head to nip his way down Nathaniel's jawline. He sucked at a spot at the corner of Nathaniel's jaw and then nuzzled his way down his neck.

He scooted in closer when he was pulled, thighs pressing in tight at Nathaniel's hips.

"Well, with incentive like this..." Damn, that mouth of Dean's was talented. He let out a low noise and tipped his head to the side when Dean nuzzled at him. His hands went to rub at his back, fingertips trailing up his spine through the fabric of his shirt.

"You got a promise... whenever you want."

It helped a lot that Dean enjoyed the hell out of getting his mouth on Nathaniel. In just about any way he could.

Dean's teeth scraped experimentally against the skin at the base of Nathaniel's throat. He wasn't sure how the older man felt about Dean leaving marks behind, but he had plenty of time to stop him if he wanted to.

He let out a soft groan, eyes drifting shut to just focus on it. After a moment though, Nathaniel tipped his head down to seek out Dean's lips again for another deep kiss. "You getting ideas there, Dean"?

That was a very nice sound. Dean smiled against his skin and then leaned up into the kiss when he was invited. His hands smoothed down Nathaniel's chest over his shirt, enjoying the feel of warm skin so tantalizingly close. "I've always got ideas like this. It's my natural state of being."

"What about you?"

Oh, those hands felt good too. He leaned in to catch Dean's lips firmly, one hand going to rest at the back of his head, the other staying wrapped around him. "Might be getting some ideas, with you touching me like that."

"I've become very fond of your ideas." Dean smiled against his lips and let his hands slide under Nathaniel's shirt. "Wanna tell me some?"

His hands went to settle at Dean's hips and he leaned back a little bit to be able to meet his eyes. "Don't mind sharing... Gotta tell me first though, you want to stay right here or do you want to bring this back to the bedroom?"

"Mmm..." Dean looked back around him. Then he turned back to Nathaniel. "Let's take it back to the bedroom. I don't want to mess anything up in here."

"Alright." He waited for Dean to get off his lap before he got to his feet and headed towards the bedroom. "Think it's safe to say we should go ahead and get out of these clothes while we're at it, too."

Dean followed behind him and laughed softly. "Think so, huh? No fully clothed plans in mind, huh?"

He stripped off his shirt while he was walking and once he was in the bedroom, pushed down his sweatpants. Those got tossed aside on a chair and he turned to Nathaniel. "Now, about those ideas...?"

"Maybe in the future." He flashed a playful smirk, pausing to shrug out of his own shirt and jeans.

"Think that might be tempting if I get to keep you after hours in my bar. You know, have you in the backroom, over my desk. Got a lotta stress to work off, running a business." He took a step towards Dean when he was done and reached out to cup his face, drawing him into a slow kiss.

"I'm trying to decide between either tying you up again, maybe to my door, and seeing how long I can make you wait to come or laying you out on the bed and seeing what fun I can come up with for you there. What do you think?"

A shiver ran through him when Nathaniel spoke. There wasn't any part of it that didn't sound appealing to him. Very, very appealing.

"Will that be the night you make me tend bar all night with a plug inside me?" At least the height of the bar would hide his hard-on. He smiled into the kiss and moved in closer, pressing himself up against Nathaniel. "I think it all sounds good. Never been tied to a door before. Do you like the idea of making me beg?"

"I think it just might be." He had to admit, the idea of watching Dean all night in the bar, knowing what he had on underneath his jeans was definitely tempting. Could do it when his usual bartender had her night off... didn't exactly figure Dean would want to sport a hard-on next to someone all night.

He pulled Dean in when he pressed close. "I like seeing how much you can take... begging is just a bonus. Anything else you'd like to do?"

"Whatever you say, boss." Dean would definitely prefer it not be a night when someone else was behind the bar. Maybe one of the slower nights. He had a pretty good poker face, but running around serving drinks all night with a toy inside him might be a challenge even for him.

He slipped his arms around Nathaniel and kissed him deeply. When he pulled back, he nipped a Nathaniel's bottom lip lightly. "I like the door idea. I want to see what you come up with to do while I'm tied up."

Dean kissed him again and murmured against his lips. "We could also, maybe take that shopping trip you mentioned later?"

They'd need to do it during a weekday probably... weekends were packed full with people and while he liked to push Dean's limits, he didn't want to give him an impossible task either.

He let out a soft hum against the other's lips and smiled. "Definitely. Depending on how long we take here, we might have some time to kill." He pulled away from Dean then and headed to the closet to get the door restraints he had.

Nice to find somebody who didn't seem to mind that he was hauling this stuff out after only a couple days. Dean was definitely an adventurous guy. Once he had the restraints, he went to secure them to the door. Just door jam type devices, nothing too hard or complicated to set up and soon, he was checking to make sure they were secure.

"Know we're gonna grab a collar, but is there anything else you want to check out while we're there?"

Man, rough decision! A long, hot session up against the door or kinky shopping? Hopefully, they'd find time for both.

Oh, he didn't mind at all. He watched Nathaniel pull out the restraints, definitely interested. Someday, maybe he'd get a chance to see what all was in there.

"Dunno... what do you have already? Besides the machine and a bunch of really handy restraints?"

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