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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Dean's head lulled back to give Nathaniel all the room he wanted. His hips continued to grind down against Nathaniel's as his hands moved over the other man's newly bared chest. "I'd like that."

He liked anything that got them naked and closer. Part of him was eager to do that shopping Nathaniel mentioned, too, but right now there were more pressing issues. "Here or the bedroom?"

Nathaniel smoothed his hands up over the other's sides and down to grab t his hips, hitching him closer. "Mm, bedroom."

He wasn't big on getting up, but the lube was in there and they'd need it from the sounds of it. Leaning up, he caught him in a rough, deep kiss. "You'll have to get up first though..."

That kiss made him groan eagerly and hold tighter to Nathaniel. Then he smiled against his lips and purred teasingly, "Yes, Master."

He nipped Nathaniel's bottom lip before slowly sliding off his lap to stand up.

He grinned a little bit against Dean's lips. "You know, kinda like the way that sounds off your lips."

He watched as he got up and shifted to follow him. He stayed pressed close, not missing the chance to touch her kiss as he guided them towards his bedroom again. Definitely wasn't eager to lose the contact.

"Yeah? I kind of like saying it to you." He grinned and walked backward to the bedroom, letting Nathaniel guide him. That way he could hold onto him and stay close easier. It made the kissing and touching easier, too.

When they reached the bedroom, Dean started to undress slowly. "We'll have to work out when you want to hear it."

"We'll figure it out." His eyes were on Dean again, watching him undress eagerly. His eyes roamed over his body, watching the move of his muscles as he tugged off his shirt. When he was undressed, he took a step closer again and smoothed his hands down over his chest.

"On the bed."

Dean liked the way Nathaniel watched him. Liked the look in his eye and the obvious interest. He shivered when the other man moved his hands over his bare chest.

The order made him smile a little and he nodded, turning to climb onto the bed and stretch out on his back. He watched Nathaniel, waiting for more direction. Besides, he didn't want to miss seeing him undress.

After slipping out of his own jeans, he crawled up after Dean and stretched out over his body. Leaning in, he let his lips graze the other pair, nipping playfully. His hands smoothed down the other's abdomen, nails raking lightly.

Dean's arms and legs came around him instantly. His muscles twitched under Nathaniel's nails and he shivered, leaning up to catch more of those kissed and nip back at the other man's lips. His hips started rocking again, pressing up against him.

He reached down to grab at the other's hips, giving him some pressure to get him to stay still as he drew away. He reached for the nightstand to grab some lube out and flashed a smirk up at him. "Spread your legs for me, Dean."

Dean stopped moving when Nathaniel pushed his hips down. He recognized a non-verbal order as easily as he did a verbal one. Dean smiled back at Nathaniel and spread his legs apart, knees bent, to give him plenty of room to work. "You're very good at that."

"Good at what?" He flashed a short, curious look up at Dean before he coated his fingers with the lube. He went to press his fingers against him, pressing them into him slowly. "Look good spread out on my bed too."

"Good at being forceful without being demeaning." Dean made a soft sound and pushed himself to relax further and allow Nathaniel's fingers inside. This was one of his favorite things, particularly if his partner happened to be good at it. So far, he had no reason to believe Nathaniel was anything but good.

He smiled at the compliment. "I could get used to it."

"I'll take that as a good thing." He moved his fingers slow for now, twisting and scissoring them a little inside Dean. No rush here, not when it was fun to see just how worked up he could get Dean. His free hand smoothed up Dean's stomach.

"I hope you do." This was new, sure, and there was a lot about Dean he didn't know yet, but he was looking forward to learning it.

"It is." It was pretty much exactly what Dean had been looking for, for a long time. Someone who could be sexually aggressive without trying to turn him into their bitch. Nathaniel seemed to be genuinely enjoying making Dean feel good along with being in control. It was a very pleasant change.

He smiled at Nathaniel's answer and sighed softly, sinking back into the pillows and squirming slightly back against the fingers working him open. The slow, teasing pace was making him hotter and harder by the moment. Dean ached to reach for his own cock and stroke it, but he hadn't been given permission yet.

Nathaniel didn't plan to tell him to just yet, though he did let his own fingers curl around him and give a few teasing strokes. His thumb rubbed along the head of his cock as he quickened the pace of his fingers, watching Dean's reaction.

Definitely seemed to be enjoying it. He leaned in to let his lips graze over the other's. "You ready for more?"

Dean's hands twisted in the sheets below him. His hips rocked slightly, pushing up into the stroke of Nathaniel's hand and down into his fingers. He moaned and shuddered, eager for all that Nathaniel wanted to do to him.

The kiss got him smiling again and he nodded. "Definitely. Just tell me what you want."

Nathaniel kept up the motions with his hands for a bit longer, just watch Dean shudder and push back against him. He withdrew after a bit though and shifted to rest his back against the headboard. He grabbed a condom out of the headboard to slide on before giving Dean a look. "Believe we already discussed it, huh? You riding me..."

He smirked. "Show you more later tonight when we get done at the bar... we'll have more time."s

"Making sure you hadn't changed your mind." Dean watched Nathaniel get settled and roll the condom on. Then he moved to straddle his hips, one hand balancing himself on Nathaniel's shoulder, the other reaching down to guide his cock inside him. Dean groaned when he was fully seated, pausing a moment to adjust.

"Can't wait," he murmured. "Want to see everything you want to show me."

Nathaniel let out a low groan as Dean settled on his cock, hands resting at his hips to hold them firmly. He smiled at those words and leaned in to let his lips graze Dean's lightly.

"Good. Show you whatever you want." His hands smoothed up the other's spine and he rolled his hips up slowly.

Dean started to move when Nathaniel rolled his hips up. The pace was slow to start. Lazy, even. They didn't have all the time in the world, but they had enough and Dean wanted to give them both enough to hold them over until after the bar closed tonight.

He leaned in and kissed Nathaniel again, deep and slow. His hands wandered over the other man's chest, soft and exploring.

Nathaniel was more than fine with a slow start, watching Dean's body as it moved over his. He leaned into that kiss and brought up a hand to rest against the side of his face to keep him close as he slid his arm around his waist.

He rolled his hips up into that tight heat, enjoying the way Dean's hands felt against his chest. Going to that club? Was a very good decision after all, if this is what he got for it. He returned that kiss slowly, lingering in it for awhile and when it ended, he tipped his head in to kiss and nuzzle along his jaw and neck.

Dean's arms moved up and looped around Nathaniel's neck while he tipped his head to the side to give him more room to get at his jaw and neck. His eyes closed and he let himself just enjoy the sensation of having Nathaniel buried inside him and his mouth moving on his neck. God, this was good. Definitely a good way to spend a weekend. He didn't regret this at all.

After a few moments, his pace increased. He was grinding hard on each downward thrust, legs tight around Nathaniel's waist.

Dean got a deep moan out of him when he started to move faster, followed by a rake of his teeth against his neck. His hips moved in time with the other's, pushing up into him. His hand smoothed down down the other's chest, exploring slowly as he caught him in another kiss. Eventually, his hand moved down low enough to reach his cock to stroke him, squeezing teasingly.

Soft, needy moans and whimpers punctuated each thrust of Nathaniel's hips. Dean shuddered and squirmed in his lap, body moving more eagerly to get more. He kissed him back deeply, tongue stroking against the other man's. Then he felt Nathaniel's hand on his cock and he gave a louder moan against his mouth, hips rocking a little harder in response.

In the light of day.

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