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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He was breathing heavy, his face pressed against Dean's neck still as he slowed his breathing. He let his eyes drift shut at the nuzzling for a moment before he turned to let his lips graze over the other's. "Good?"

"Very good," Dean murmured against his lips. Better than good. If this had been a one night stand, he'd have left with a smile on his face. Fortunately, they had a couple more nights ahead of them. And days. Dean was looking forward to it.

"Think it'll hold you over until after the bar closes tonight?"

He snorted, lips quirking against Dean's. "Think I'll manage. How about you... think you'll be okay until then?"

He smoothed a hand over Dean's hip, nuzzling at him lightly before shifting off him, and laying on his back close by.

"I think so. If I can keep my eyes off the pool table," he teased. When Nathaniel rolled over, Dean followed, settling on his side to lean against the other man slightly. He wasn't sure how well Nathaniel liked getting close after sex, but it seemed worth the try. Dean liked the feel of Nathaniel's skin against his. "You said we were opening the bar later. You want me to help?"

"You ever opened a bar before?" Nathaniel didn't mind the closeness really. Felt good to have Dean pressed up against him like that. He reached for his cigarettes off the nightstand before pausing as he brought the pack close.

"You mind?" He was really craving a smoke now, but didn't want to blow smoke in the other's face if he hated it.

"Nope, never opened a bar." Closed a few, though. Not in any sort of useful way. He figured he could learn pretty easy. He knew enough about drinking to be useful, right?

Dean looked down at the cigarette pack and shrugged, pulling back to get out of the smoke range. Definitely not something he was fond of, but he wasn't going to tell a guy he couldn't smoke in his own house. "Go for it."

"Won't all be on you. Got some people coming in... they'll show you the ropes, if you want to help." And he'd be there too, of course. Figured Dean could pick it up. He shifted to sit up a bit and lit up one of the smokes.

He smirked a little, eyeing him a moment. "How about bartending... think you could handle some of it?"

It'd give Dean something to do tonight, he figured. Didn't know if he'd want to just stand around and wait all night or not. "I'll pay you for what you work too."

"I don't mind helping out. I've never bartended, but I've drunk plenty. I figure I can pick it up pretty easy." It wouldn't be a bad way to spend a few hours, he figured. Would be nice to pick up a little cash, too, if he was going to be staying in town longer than originally planned.

"What time do you start opening?"

That earned a laugh. Good response. "Good start, I guess... depends on what you usually get drunk on." He should be able to figure his way out around the bar at least, even if he might not be an expert at mixing drinks.

"Probably should start here in the next hour."

"I meant I've drunk plenty of booze, not that I've been drunk plenty. Although, I suppose that's accurate, too." Dean chuckled and shook his head. "Usually beer or whiskey, but I know my way around a few basic mixed drinks. Anything with more than two ingredients is going to require instruction."

An hour wasn't too long. Dean nodded and stretched. "I'm gonna need a shower, then. So I don't smell like someone's fucked me brainless recently." He grinned and leaned over to brush a quick kiss across Nathaniel's lips before he rolled to his feet. "Feel free to join me if you get done with your smoke in time."

"You'll do fine... there'll be help around, if you need it." He did have a full time bartender on tonight, so he wasn't really worried too much about Dean getting caught with something he didn't know how to do.

Damn, he didn't want to move though. He needed a shower too, no getting out of that. He smiled a little at that kiss and nodded. "Yeah, I'll be right in."

"Alright. I'll save you some hot water, then." Dean smiled and wandered out of the bedroom. He didn't bother with modesty. There wasn't a part of him Nathaniel hadn't seen already. And would see more of, if all went well tonight.

He went into the bathroom and started the shower. Once the water was warm, he stepped inside and closed the curtain behind him. Ahhh. Nothing like a good, hot shower after a good, hot fuck. Between last night and today, Dean hadn't been this content in a long time.

Nathaniel took the moment to finish off his cigarette before he got to his feet and headed for the bathroom. Once in there, he went to slip into the shower and ease his arms around his waist. "This saves on the hot water," he murmured, smirking against his skin.

"That and I like seeing you naked and soapy. Maybe."

"I like that second option." Dean chuckled and leaned back into Nathaniel. It was rare that Dean hooked up with someone who bothered with things like compliments and easy touches once the sex was over. To be honest, he was kind of enjoying the attention.

"You've seen me naked a lot in the last couple of days."

"I have, haven't I? And you're catching up seeing me naked too, huh?" He smiled a little and reached for the soap to start washing Dean up. Didn't have a lot of time to linger in here after all, much as he might have liked it.

They'd have time tonight though, after the bar closed.

"I'm doing my best to." Dean looked over his shoulder and smiled. Then he sighed happily and relaxed into Nathaniel's touch. If he wanted to do the washing, Dean was certainly not going to tell him to stop. When he was done, Dean could return the favor.

Nathaniel washed the other thoroughly before he nudged him to get under the spray of water. "All done," he murmured, taking a moment to let his eyes roam appreciatively over him again.

Dean stepped under the water to rinse off. After the soap was washed away, he turned back to take the soap from Nathaniel and started washing him down in return. Another time, he'd take his time and enjoy getting his hands all over the other man, but he didn't want to make him late to opening his bar tonight.

Nathaniel let the other wash him off, not protesting if he wanted to do it.
Good thing about living above the place you worked? It only took a minute to get there. He wasn't too worried about being late.

When he was finished, he stepped aside to let Nathaniel stand under the water spray and rinse off. While he did, Dean stepped out to grab a couple of towels. He dried off quickly and held the other towel for Nathaniel when he stepped out.

He rinsed off quickly and stepped out, reaching for the towel. "Come on, let's get ready to head down."

Towel discarded, he headed to the closet to get some fresh clothes out, slipping into them.

Dean followed to rummage in his bag for fresh clothes. At this rate, he'd have to wash soon. Or just go naked. That thought amused him as he pulled his clothes on and then sat to pull on his shoes.

When he was dressed, he got to his feet and gestured for Nathaniel to lead the way. "After you, boss man."

Nathaniel wouldn't mind the going naked bit -- well, not as long as they were inside and out of the bar. He did have health and decency codes to worry about, he supposed!

Once they were ready, he led the way out of the apartment and headed down to get the bar open. Wouldn't be long until his employees showed up to start for the night, but he needed to get the lights on, the cash out for change, and everything ready to go.

It was kind of interesting, seeing the way a bar was set up before any patrons came inside. Dean followed Nathaniel around curiously, helping out where he was instructed to. Hopefully without getting in the way.

Nathaniel appreciated the help and when the bartender got there -- Jackie, a woman a little younger than Nataniel with dark hair and a pretty smile. She knew the job well and she knew how to handle the customers pretty good too. -- he sent Dean over with her to learn the ropes while he took care of some stuff in the back.

He didn't leave him too long though. There'd be customers filtering in soon and he wanted to make sure Dean had the hang of it.

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