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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"Feel so good," he gasped. A breathless groan escaped him when Nathaniel started to stroke him. Oh god, he needed that. His brain was short circuiting with the sparks of desire and need going through him. "Want to be fucked and controlled by you. Love the way you take what you want and make it so fucking good for me."

Fuck if that wasn't one of the hottest things he'd heard yet from Dean. "That really what you want?" He panted, practically growling the words against his ear as he stroked him faster, pounded in even harder. Didn't even want to hold back. "Come for me. Want to hear it."

"Yes," Dean gasped, not really caring about how much power he was giving a virtual stranger over him. He gave a strangled cry when Nathaniel's pace increased and then when the other man virtually growled the command to come, there was no way to hold back.

Dean came hard, writhing helplessly through the waves of intense pleasure. It had been held back for so long, it felt like it wouldn't stop. When it finally did. he sagged against the door, gasping to catch his breath.

He came not long after Dean, bucking hard and deep into him. He curled forward, resting his head against his shoulder as he stilled and worked on catching his breath. Damn, that had been well worth it.

He pressed a kiss to Dean's skin before reaching up to undo the restraints, letting him go now that they were done. Figured he had to be getting sore.

It felt good to have his arms free. Dean let them hang at his sides and regain all their feeling while he leaned against the door. He felt so fucking good right now with Nathaniel still pressed up against him and inside him. A flutter of concern crossed his mind when he realized they'd forgotten the condom again, but he pushed it away. Nothing he could do about it now. If he was being honest, he kind of enjoyed the feeling anyway. It wasn't one he allowed himself often.

When he could feel his fingers again, he reached back and stroked Nathaniel's hips lightly. "God, that was good."

There was a similar moment of panic when he realized he'd gotten that wrapped up, forgot any kind of protection... but to be fair, this wasn't their first slip up. He'd try to make it their last, but Dean didn't seem to be saying anything about it right now... hopefully it'd be fine.

He huffed out a laugh at those words and nodded. "Yeah, it was."

Brushing a kiss against the back of his neck, he started to draw away from Dean. "Looks like we've got to get cleaned up again, huh?"

Even if he'd have liked staying like this for a little while longer. "Still have time to make the store, if you're interested."

No, Dean wasn't complaining. He just hoped it wasn't making Nathaniel think less of him for not insisting. Usually, he did. He was pretty careful in general. Just, the last few days he'd been so wrapped up in how good he felt with this man that everything else had fallen by the wayside.

He made a soft sound of disappointment when Nathaniel pulled out and then he turned to face him, leaning his back against the door and smiling. "I'm interested if you are, definitely. Quick shower then shopping?"

Not like Nathaniel could really talk when he hadn't done much protesting or insisting on protection either really. Probably didn't reflect good on him and usually, he tried to be safe... It was too easy to get wrapped up in all this though, apparently. The last few days had been crazy. "Sounds good. I'll start the water."

Leaning in for a quick kiss, he pulled away and headed to the bathroom to start the shower and wait for Dean to join him.

After another minute to catch his breath, Dean followed after him. He wandered into the bathroom and slipped up behind him to nuzzle at the back of his shoulder while the water warmed up. Strange how natural this all came to him. How comfortable he was already with someone he'd only known a few days.

He looked over when Dean joined him, watching him nuzzle into him for a moment before shifting to face him. It was weird how comfortable this was... probably shouldn't be so natural. But it was nice and maybe it'd keep being nice for however long it lasted. Leaning in, he let his lips graze over Dean's as he reached for the soap.

"Mmmm..." Dean leaned into the kiss and sighed happily. They didn't have long for the shower, but he was happy to lean into Nathaniel and enjoy the touches while he could. If they got around to all the plans they'd made so far, he'd be around for plenty more showers anyway.

He washed Dean up -- quicker and with less exploring that earlier. Didn't have time if they still wanted to go to the store. He washed him up and once he was done with that, Nathaniel nudged him to step under the spray of water.

It was brief, but Dean still enjoyed it. He was becoming pretty fond of having Nathaniel's hands on him. When he was nudged, he stepped back under the water to rinse off, then took the soap and reached to return the favor.

Nathaniel didn't protest him returning the favor at all. Dean's hands on him weren't so bad either. He let out a sigh and leaned in to those touches lightly, letting Dean clean him up.

If they'd had more time, Dean would have really made it good, but they couldn't afford to get distracted right now. When Nathaniel was clean, Dean nudged him toward the water to rinse and then reached fro towels as he stepped out of the shower.

Stepping out after he was rinsed, he dried off and headed into the bedroom to slip some fresh clothes on. At the rate the rate they were going through clothes, he was going to have to be doing laundry soon. At least he was extremely clean with all the washing they were doing...

Dean was thoroughly amused by all the washing. It had been a while since he had such an active weekend. Man, he needed to do this more often. And considering all the plans and suggestions they'd made, it seemed like he'd have a chance to.

He followed Nathaniel into the bedroom and dug through his bag for clothes. Yeah, definitely going to be needing to wash soon.

They definitely had enough stuff planned to last for a few weekends at least, if they really did all they discussed. Nathaniel was looking forward to it though. Definitely been awhile since he'd had the promise of regular sex.

Once he'd slipped into his clothes, he straightened up and turned to see if Dean was dressed yet. "You ready to head out?"

Dean slipped on a pair of nice jeans and a long sleeve t-shirt with a low v-neck. He figured if he was going to be trying collars on, he might as well make it easy. After he slipped on his boots and grabbed his wallet and phone he was ready to go.

"Yep." Dean flashed him a smile and bounced on the balls of his feet, grinning playfully. "Ready if you are."

"Come on then. Probably gonna have to drive... you want to take my truck or you wanna drive? I can give you directions." Nathaniel didn't really care one way or another really, but he figured he'd check. Dean did really love that car of his after all.

"Sure, I'll drive." He did love his car. Besides, he had new tapes to try out if they took his car. Dean grabbed the tapes from the other room on their way out.

"Alright." He grabbed his house keys and pocketed them before heading out to Dean's car, climbing in the passenger seat and getting comfortable.

Dean started the engine and took a moment to pop one of the new tapes into his tape deck. Then he pulled out of the parking lot. "Where to, boss man?"

"Go straight. I'll let you know when to turn." The toy shop he had in mind wasn't too far exactly, but enough that walking there would be a pain in the ass.

"Alright." Dean followed the directions easily. He glanced over at Nathaniel while he drove. "What do you think?"

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