Dean Winchester (pre-series) (
followstheorders) wrote2012-07-22 02:43 am
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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.
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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After a few minutes, he leaned into Nathaniel and breathed a shaky sigh. "Think I might... need to stop..."
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He was there to help Dean to his feet if he needed it.
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"Yeah, I'm okay. Just pretty well fucked out." He flashed Nathaniel a lopsided grin, still panting as he worked to slow his breathing and heartbeat.
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Coming back to bed, he settled in next to him and went to clean the sticky mess away from his front with the damp cloth, leaning in to kiss him lightly. "Have fun?"
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"You know we still have plenty of time to mess around... you said you were staying a couple days, right?"
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"Yeah, if you think you can stand it." He smiled a little. Kind of hoped so. He wasn't quite ready to leave yet.
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"Good night."
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