Dean Winchester (pre-series) (
followstheorders) wrote2012-09-23 08:56 pm
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Making a Connection.
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.
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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His mouth trailed his hands down Nathaniel's body. He kissed and sucks and teased at each nipple while his hands wandered down Nathaniel's stomach and sides. Eventually, his mouth moved lower, biting and licking over tight stomach muscles and nuzzling into the tempting hollow of on hip while his hands began to knead at Nathaniel's thighs.
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"Enjoying yourself?" He asked casually, propping himself up on an elbow to watch Dean move. "Only just starting... got a lot of stuff planned for you, you know. Last time we met was just a taste of all the things I want to do to you, Dean."