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 was so good. Fuck, so good. His arms tugged uselessly at the restraints and he squirmed against the door, hips still moving steadily. He could feel heat building and pooling low inside him. He couldn't stop himself from moaning again deeply, more urgently.

Nathaniel let him keep moving for a bit longer, but it sounded like he was getting more urgent with each movement. He reached up to grab his hips firmly though, hold him still as he drew off. He looked up and smirked.

"How was that, Dean?"

A sound of disappointment escaped him when he was held and released. He looked down at Nathaniel with a glassy, dazed expression. He shuddered, squirming under Nathaniel's hands. "That was really good. I had no idea you were so talented."

"Guess I'm a man of many talents," he teased as he slowly got to his feet again, leaning in against Dean and letting his lips graze his. "Couldn't take my eyes off you."

Dean kissed him back, leaning in as close as the arm restraints would let him. Definitely talented. Good at tormenting, too. Dean was hard as a rock now and it looked like he wouldn't be getting relief from it any time soon. "It's a good thing I like it when you watch me, then..."

His hands smoothed up Dean's sides and over his back lightly before he pressed himself in even closer, hard against Dean. He was hard as a rock too, but he didn't move for any relief or friction, just pressed up close against him. "You like being watched, huh?"

A strangled sound, something like a whimper, escaped him when Nathaniel pressed up against him like that. Dean's arms tugged at the restraints a second before he remembered, again, he couldn't move them. "I guess I do. I like the attention."

He ground slowly against him, kissing him deeply and letting it linger. That whimper was hot, every little noise he let out was really. "What's the most public place you've ever gotten laid in? We can maybe top it if you want."

"I guess maybe the hood of my car... beach parking lot at night." It was really hard to think when Nathaniel was kissing and moving against him like that. Every little bit of skin on skin friction just made him crave more.

"Mm, yeah?" His kept his voice low, seductive as he continued to move against him, grinding and exploring, no no real hurry though. That wasn't the point of this. His mouth moved back down over Dean's neck, his shoulder.

"That sounds pretty hot... Bet we can top it though. Restroom in some place packed full? Jerking you off under the table?"

Dean twisted helplessly between the door and Nathaniel. Every touch had his body reacting automatically, straining to get closer and closer. He panted more heavily, moaning between breaths. "Yeah? We could do that. Either... both. Surprise me."

"I can do that," he murmured, one hand probably straying between their bodies to wrap around Dean's cock. He gave him a slow, teasing stroke, giving him a light squeeze. "Could keep you like this all day."

A shiver ran through him. The slow touches were torture. Dean's body was aching for release and he was close to desperate. He took a shuddering breath and gave Nathaniel a smile. "You should, sometime. I'm kind of enjoying being at your mercy."

"Yeah, I can tell," he teased lightly, giving him another teasing squeeze before pumping him a little faster. He leaned in to kiss down Dean's neck again, slowly working his way down his chest.

"Maybe one day I will. See just how much you can take."

"Sorry. I'm pretty bad at pretending I'm not having a good time." Particularly when Nathaniel was holding and squeezing the physical evidence to the contrary. Dean's hips rocked, pushing into the touch of his hand. his breath caught and he whimpered at the feel of lips on his neck.

"I'm looking forward to it." Even if he was pretty damn close to begging, right now.

"Good thing that's not the game we're playing right now then." Liked seeing Dean respond like this. Each whimper and push of his hips just made him want to give more. He didn't though. He let his hand slow back down as he worked on bringing up a fresh mark on his neck.

The point was to get Dean begging after all.

"You like that game?" Dean asked curiously. They'd talked a lot about what Dean liked, but not much about Nathaniel yet. And thinking about it gave him a way to focus his attention a little on something other than how his cock ached for more attention or how each scrape of Nathaniel's teeth against his neck made him want to plead for more. "Fuck..."

"What, you struggling against this?" He gave a thoughtful hum, considering it. He released his cock for now and moved to rest his hand back at Dean's hips, nails raking lightly.

"Maybe sometimes. Right now, I want to see how bad you want it though."

Oh, he wanted it. He wanted it bad. It was getting harder and harder to hold back, too. Another whimper escaped him when Nathaniel's nails raked over his skin. He shuddered and closed his eyes a moment, then opened them again, glassy and pleading. "Fuck, please. I need... fuck.. fuck me. Anything. Just need more."

Well, he was begging. Pulling away from Dean, he went to grab the lube and returned to Dean. He nudged at Dean to turn around in the restraints. It would force his wrists to cross to support the change, but he'd left enough length to be able to do it, he thought.

"Alright, turn around for me."

Dean turned when he was ordered to. The crossing made the restraints pull a little tighter and put a little more strain on his arms, but he didn't care. Hell, it kind of added to the urgency. Made him want Nathaniel all the more.

He spread his feet apart to give him room and pressed himself into the door, sighing a little at the friction.

That looked good. He smoothed a hand down his back after he slicked up his fingers and went to prepare Dean. He pressed his fingers against his entrance and slowly worked a finger in. He didn't rush this step. Wanted to torment him just a little more.

"Could fuck you all day too, you know. Might have to try that one day."

Another whimper escaped him when Nathaniel's finger started to tease him. God, he was going to die or explode or something. He squirmed against the door and back into Nathaniel's hand.

"Fuck... yes." Dean looked back over his shoulder, panting and glassy eyed. "Could you wear me out, do you think?"

He grinned at that look Dean fixed him with and leaned in to kiss the other lightly, nibbling at his lower lip. "I could definitely try. I managed to last night, didn't I? Speaking of that... think you'd want a repeat sometime? See if you can take it even harder?"

Dean sighed into the kiss, enjoying the attention even though he was still straining between Nathaniel and the door. His body was on fire. Fuck, he wanted more. "Yeah... yes, definitely. That was really fucking hot."

With all the plans they were making, Dean was going to have to be spending a lot of time here. He was really kind of okay with that. "Did you like it? Watching me?"

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