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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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?"

"Some toys... vibrators, plugs, rings. Stuff like that." He shrugged. He wasn't really ashamed of what he'd done or did, not really. Just usually didn't bring it up with someone he barely knew.

"Have a couple floggers too... noticed you were into that. Had a pretty interesting sex life with a couple people, I guess." He took a step back and motioned to the door. "Alright, come here."

Pretty well stocked, then. Dean smiled at the 'interesting sex life' part. Whoever those people were, they'd been lucky. And now he was the lucky one on the receiving end of Nathaniel's attention.

Dean stepped over when he was called and offered up his wrists so Nathaniel could bind them. "Maybe we'll look around and see what they've got that you don't. Sounds like there isn't much missing."

"Depends what interests you, I suppose. I'm sure we'll find something... those kinds of shops always have a lot to offer." He bound the other's wrists up above his head, checking to make sure they were secure before he let his palms smooth down his arms and over Dean's chest.

"How's that feel?"

Dean was tall enough that the restraints didn't force him up onto his toes, which he appreciated. Although, he suspected they could be adjusted to do that if desired. He pulled on them to test their strength and then shivered under Nathaniel's hands.

"Mmm... feels good. The restraints, too." He grinned. "Now what?"

The intention hadn't been to put any real strain on Dean, not right now. Just to keep him in one spot. Tipping his head in, he kissed down over his jaw and down his neck, hands smoothing down his chest and stomach. Just touching, exploring.

"Now you stand there and let me work."

"I think I can handle that." Not like he had any need to do otherwise. If Nathaniel wanted to touch and torment him, Dean would be happy to stand there and let him.

His muscles trembled lightly under Nathaniel's hands. Those hands felt so good on his skin.

"Good." He flashed a brief smile before he started to kiss his way down Dean's body, slowly lowering himself to his knees. He nipped along his stomach, down over his his hips and thighs. He paused to leave a few marks here and there, making sure they stood out against Dean's skin as his eyes flicked up to watch his face.

"Like how you're so agreeable."

Dean was panting softly through slightly parted lips as he watched Nathaniel move down his body. He loved seeing the marks the other man left behind. Loved the little possessive gestures.

He smiled. "I can pretend to struggle if you want?"

He huffed out a laugh at that, giving a playful nip to his thigh. "Don't think you'll even want to pretend to struggle in a minute."

Nathaniel leaned in then, kissing along the insides of his thighs before letting his tongue flick over the other's cock, licking along the length of it slowly. No rush yet.

A long, deep groan escaped him when he felt Nathaniel's tongue move over him. He was half hard already and rapidly getting harder. Yeah, he definitely didn't want to struggle now. Not even pretend.

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