In the light of day.

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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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[rockandscotch]

Maybe he shouldn't... knew he shouldn't, but there was no way he was pulling back. He moaned around Dean in response, doubling his efforts to give Dean a push over the edge. Didn't want to pull off him. He started to ease up on the pressure at his hips, letting him move if he wanted.

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Dean's head rolled back and his body arched when he came hard. He shuddered and moaned Nathaniel's name, hand tightening on the man's arm as his hips rocked with the sensations.

When he came down, he settled back and panted. Oh that was good. The whole day had been good so far, and that was awesome considering the awkward start.

"Mmmm... definitely never going to forget this."

[rockandscotch]

He swallowed and pulled away from Dean with a satisfied sigh. Definitely a good day. He looked up at Dean stretched over his table and just took the sight in for a moment... didn't want to forget that. He didn't even think he could. He smoothed a hand up the other's stomach lightly, just to touch.

"Don't think I am either."

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Dean smiled at Nathaniel, happy and content. His muscles shivered under that touch. Maybe it was weird to be this comfortable with a relative stranger, but the longer he spent with Nathaniel, the more relaxed he felt.

Really, really great sex helped a lot, too.

He sat up slowly and leaned in to kiss Nathaniel slowly. His arms slipped around the other man's shoulders and pulled him in close. "Thank you."

[rockandscotch]

He was just as comfortable... crazy as it was to be this relaxed around a stranger. He leaned in when he was pulled in, smiling briefly into that kiss. He lifted a hand to rest against his cheek, tipping his head back for a deeper kiss.

"Don't thank me yet... still have a whole day to go."

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Dean's arms settled comfortably around Nathaniel's shoulders and he smiled wider at that answer. He turned his head and nuzzled Nathaniel's jaw and neck softly. "Does that mean you're going to spend the rest of the day getting me to thank you?"

He could get behind that. A walk had sounded pretty good, but he'd gladly spend the day in bed if that was what Nathaniel wanted. Mostly, he just wanted to spend more time with him... get to know him.

[rockandscotch]

He laughed at that, leaning in for another quick kiss before straightening up to get his clothes together and back on. "Much as I'd like to, I kind of want to know what else there is to you besides the great sex."

He paused, shrugging. "Well, don't get me wrong. I do plan on giving you more reasons to thank me before you have to leave."