Making a Connection.

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The hunt seemed to last forever. Dean had tracked the water wraith through almost two entire states before he finally caught up with it. Even then, the damn thing almost drowned him before he put it down. Probably should have called in some help, Dad or Bobby, but he wanted to finish it on his own. That way he could slip off and take a few days for himself afterward.

Dean dragged into his motel room and made a beeline for the shower. The water that thing had lived in was freezing and he was still chilled to the bone even an hour later. Before he did anything else, he was going to use up all the hot water he could get a hold of. Which, of course, made him miss another shower he'd enjoyed. Man, he couldn't wait to get back.

After his shower, he pulled on a clean, dry pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt and ordered a pizza to be delivered. Then he flopped down on his bed, burrowing under the covers to thaw out and wait for his dinner.

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God, he didn't want to let him get up at first, even if he'd been the one to say it. He smiled at those words purred out against his lips and reluctantly let his hands drop away. Pushing himself to his feet, he went to follow Dean to the bedroom and while he was undressing, went to set up the toy for him.

"Lube's in the nightstand... why don't you get yourself ready for me while you're waiting?"

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Dean didn't have any particular shame about sex and he liked being watched, so that order was one that was easy to comply with. He grabbed the lube and stretched out on the bed, got comfortable, and then started to work himself open as he watched Nathaniel set the machine up.

[rockandscotch]

Nathaniel smirked to himself as he watched Dean get himself comfortable on the bed, fingering himself without an ounce of shame. Oh, he liked that about Dean... a lot really. Fun to see just what orders he could give and just how shameless Dean could be carrying them out for him.

He set the toy up on the floor, added the same toy as last time since Dean had seemed to really enjoy that one. "Ready when you are, Dean."

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It could have taken more time and been a slow, torturous thing, but Dean was more interested in getting to the machine and what they had planned than he was a slow build up. He slipped his fingers out and pushed himself up, then stepped over to straddle the machine and lower himself down slowly onto the toy. He breathed a slow, deep sigh as it stretched him further and filled him.

Once he was fully seated, he gave an experimental roll of his hips and then looked up at Nathaniel. It was freaky how comfortable he as on this thing already. "Hands behind me or in front?"

[rockandscotch]

He watched Dean sink down, biting at his lower lip absently. Damn, he was a lucky guy, finding someone like this. He shifted his weight, stepped a little bit closer to him. "Wherever you want to put them. Not gonna cuff you this time. You can put them up front for balance."

He reached down to tangle a hand through Dean's hair, tipping it back. "Remember, gonna put that mouth of yours to good use here in a second."

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As much as he enjoyed being cuffed to the machine, Dean was a little glad they weren't going that route this time. He might need his hands, between the machine's motion and Nathaniel's cock. He was already hard, himself, anxiously anticipating what was to come.

A moan of pleasure escaped his lips when Nathaniel pulled his head back. He looked up at him with a heated gaze and licked his lips. "Good. I've been waiting for this for weeks."