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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That got an interested look out of Nathaniel and he leaned in a little closer, meeting Dean's eyes. "Yeah? You sure you want to make an offer like that, Dean? I can think of some interesting things definitely."

There was a lot he could think of he'd like to do with Dean, honestly. "Be interested in hearing some of your ideas too, you know. Something tells me you've got a lot of them."

"I'm sure. I want to hear all of your ideas." He leaned his shoulder lightly into Nathaniel's side. Didn't dare get too much closer, but he couldn't resist a little more.

"Like I said. I'll show you mine if you show me yours."

"Maybe we should go somewhere more private if we're having this conversation," Nathaniel murmured, giving an amused look.

"Wouldn't want anybody getting an earful of this, huh?"

"Probably not. I'd hate to be arrested before we get a chance to exchange ideas." He chuckled softly. "You sure you're ready to go? I didn't mean to cut our walk short. I get distracted easily, sometimes, when I see something I want." And what he wanted was sitting beside him looking kind of amused.

"I don't mind," he answered, pulling away to get to his feet. "You're going to be here a few days, right? We'll have plenty of time to do whatever we want... and to take a lot more walks."

"Definitely." Dean hadn't thought much about staying too long in one town until now, but if Nathaniel was really interested in his company for that long, then he could spare a few days. He didn't have his father's relentless need to work back to back cases all the time.

He followed Nathaniel to his feet and turned back toward the bar. "I'd like that a lot."

"Good, so would I." He started to walk, falling into step with Dean as they headed back towards the bar. He was definitely interested in the company... not sure how long Dean could stay or would even want to, but he'd enjoy it while it lasted.

"So, we got some time to kill before the guys who work for me show up and we gotta open the bar up."

"That's good, because we have a conversation to finish." One he figured he was going to enjoy quite a bit. Especially if it veered back into the previous night's territory.

"Assuming you're still in the mood."

"Definitely still in the mood." He let his hand briefly touch at the small of the other's back briefly. Didn't know if Dean would be okay with touching in public without the influence of that club and he wasn't going to push it too far.

"How about you?"

A little touching didn't bother him. He had less to worry about here than Nathaniel did, so he hadn't been sure if he should look too friendly in public. If the other man was okay with it, Dean wouldn't protest.

He slipped his index finger through one of Nathaniel's belt loops and walked a little closer. "Absolutely still in the mood."

Wasn't like Nathaniel planned to hang all over Dean. He wasn't really the type to do that... but he didn't mind getting a little close. He stepped in closer to him when Dean's finger went through a belt loop, giving a soft chuckle. "Yeah? Hope you're getting some good ideas... Definitely getting some of my own that I want to share."

"I hope you are. I really want to hear them." Dean kept his thoughts to himself for the rest of the walk. The apartment wasn't too far away, but far enough to give him plenty of time to think up various ways he wanted to get to know Nathaniel. All of the involved fewer clothes.

When they reached the apartment, Nathaniel pulled away to get the door for them both. He motioned Dean go in first before following right behind him. He stepped around Dean slowly and glimpsed over at a clock to see what time it was before he looked back at the other.

"You want anything?"

"Maybe a drink?" He asked as he shrugged out of his jacket and toed off his boots. He left them near his bag by the door. Earlier in the day, he hadn't been sure of his welcome, but he thought now that he might be moving his stuff more into the apartment. At least for a couple days.

He took a seat on the couch to wait for Nathaniel.

"Comin' right up." He headed for the kitchen to start, grabbing them both a drnk out of the fridge before returning to Dean. He took a moment to kick out of his own shoes before settling on the couch. He settled close to Dean for now.

"Alright... now where were we?"

"Thanks. I think we were discussing the cards you wanted to see." Dean shifted a little closer on the couch and took a beer from Nathaniel. His knee rested against the other man's and he was close enough to feel the warmth of his body. "We could maybe start with the club last night. How much of that was you and not just a wacky compulsion?"

"Right." He watched as Dean shifted closer, considering the question. He let out a soft, brief chuckle before bringing his beer up to his lips. "That... uh. It's an interest, I'm not gonna lie. But not with strangers, not like last night anyway."

Definitely never like last night... they'd barely shared more than a couple words and they were going at it. "How about for you? Is it something that you'd do without... whatever happened last night? Mind you, I'd understand if you wouldn't want to. That was pretty extreme last night."

"It's something I'm interested it. Maybe not exactly... experienced in, but not for lack of trying on my part." He laughed a little wryly and shrugged his shoulders. One night stands didn't always turn out like he planned, unfortunately. "Like I mentioned this morning... people sometimes get the wrong idea when I try to bring this kind of thing up."

He stretched his legs and crossed them at the ankles, watching them carefully so he didn't have to meet Nathaniel's eyes. "I'm not interested in being treated like anybody's whore. I just sometimes enjoy the feeling of not having the control."

"Well, I'll treat you however you want to be treated." He watched Dean carefully as he looked away. He remembered the conversation from earlier pretty well, yeah... the glimpse into the experiences Dean's had. He wasn't really interested in any of that, in making this a bad experience for either of them if he could help it... whatever this ended up being.

"You tell me what you don't want to do, we won't do it." He shifted a little closer, easing his arm back up along the back of the cushions.

"We'll take it slow or something." Slower than last night anyway.

This entire situation was different from what Dean was used to. Well, today was. Last night was more his speed, although it usually didn't end so well. Discussion and conversation beforehand was new.

Dean felt Nathaniel's arm settle along the back of the couch and he moved to lean in against his side a little. He lifted his beer to take a drink, then relaxed a bit more. "Alright. I can do slow."

He looked up at Nathaniel. "You can give me orders and put a collar on me or tie me up or whatever. Mostly I just don't want to be made to bleed or be humiliated. I can work with anything else."

"Alright... that leaves quite a few things I could do then. Maybe we should stop by the store at some point, look around a little." Dean could decide himself what interested him, though Nathaniel had a few things at the house.

For right now though? He was comfortable with this. He leaned in and caught the other's lips in a brief, slow kiss. "Tying you up sounds very appealing, having you at my mercy.

"Sounds good." There were quite a few things Dean had always been interested in, but living on the road didn't really lend itself well to toy collections. It would be nice to see what Nathaniel thought was interesting, too.

He smiled into the kiss and when it was over he leaned to set his beer bottle down on the coffee table. Then he slipped his arms around Nathaniel's neck and kissed him again a little deeper. "I'm alright with being at your mercy. I liked it last night. Especially liked the part where you made me come until I couldn't anymore."

"Oh, you liked that, huh?" He let out a soft laugh, sliding his arms around Dean's waist to tug him even closer. One hand rubbed up his back slowly as he leaned in for another kiss.

"We can always do that again. Be interesting to see just how long you can wait to come too."

When Nathaniel pulled him closer, Dean shifted to straddle his lap. His arms tightened and he shivered at the touch of Nathaniel's hand on his back. Dean kissed down his jaw and his neck. "I'll wait however long you tell me to."

He tilted his head to offer space for Dean's mouth to work, eyes drifting shut to focus on the contact. He shivered at those words and brought a hand up to rest against the back of Dean's head, arching against him a little. "Ay other ideas in that head of yours?"

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