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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[rockandscotch]

His hand tightened in Dean's hair when he caught him grinding down. "Ah-ah... I got plans for that. Behave."

He didn't want Dean getting off just yet. He'd make sure it was worth it later though. "Lots of things I could do to you while you can't see though... you wouldn't even realize it. Maybe I'd get out one of those paddles you liked so much... or ice. You ever play with ice or wax, Dean?" Somehow, he figured he had. It was pretty vanilla stuff compared to what they were doing now really.

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At the order, he slowed to a stop and went still. Following orders was second nature and when he could feel the leather around his throat with every breath and every swallow, he was twice as quick to comply. Dean drew back slowly off Nathaniel's cock to just the tip and sucked at it teasingly before taking it down again. He didn't figure he was supposed to answer right now. The words were more likely meant to keep him on edge and it was definitely doing that well.

[rockandscotch]

No, he didn't expect a response. He was pleased with the way Dean listened right off the bat, stopped moving for him like he did... he'd make sure it was worth it in a little bit. "Just thinking about you writhing for me has me so close already. Got a lot of toys I'd like to try out on you actually. Might be a long night..."

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Dean took that as his indicator to work harder, sucking more firmly and taking Nathaniel down deep. He wanted to get Nathaniel off as hard as he could and the knowledge that it was thinking about tormenting Dean that was getting him off as much as the blowjob just made Dean want it more. He whimpered softly at the warning, a shudder running through him. Fuck, yes. All night.

[rockandscotch]

Nathaniel managed to get out a warning before he came hard in Dean's mouth, hips twitching forward again as he rode it out. All night... all damn night and then they still had their trip to the restaurant planned too. This visit was definitely going to be a memorable one.

"Fuck... Dean," he panted, slumping back on the bed to catch his breath.

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Dean continued to suck and swallow around Nathaniel's length while he rode out the waves. His own cock throbbed with need, but he ignored it as best he could, focused on making sure he wrung every last bit of pleasure from Nathaniel's orgasm that he could.

When the other man went still, he slowly pulled off and spent a moment lapping his wilting cock clean before he climbed up to lay beside him. "Worth waiting a whole bar shift for?"

[rockandscotch]

"Definitely, if it keeps going as well as tonight already has." He flashed a smile and reached up to touch the side of Dean's face, drawing him into a slow, deep kiss. He could taste himself there still... he let out a low moan, nipping at his lower lip when he drew off.

"How about for you? Worth the wait so far, Dean?"

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"Definitely. Everything has been." Dean smoothed a hand down Nathaniel's chest. Then he kissed him again, sighing softly against his lips. "Can't wait to see what else you have planned for tonight."

[rockandscotch]

He reached up to rub a hand down Dean's spine, soft and soothing for now. "I've got a lot planned. Still plan to have you tied down at my mercy at some point, see how desperate I can work you up. Debating if I want to see you squirming on your back after I use one of those paddles I got on you. Have some riding crops too, floggers... You seemed to love those back at the club, you know?"

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Dean shivered and squirmed against him. He was still hard and eager for more contact. His lips grazed over Nathaniel's neck and chest. "All of it. I want to be helpless for you."

[rockandscotch]

"I know." Dean had mentioned it last time they were together, a few times they talked too. The idea of having him eagerly accepting all of this, submitting to him... it wasn't a thought he could get out of his head. His hand smoothed up his back again and he smiled.

"On your stomach. I'll be right back."

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"Yes, master," he murmured and slipped away to lay on his stomach like he was told. He shivered and had to fight the urge to grind himself against the bed. Fuck, he wanted to get off right now. And, from the way it sounded, it was going to be a while before that happened. That thought just made him harder.

[rockandscotch]

Nathaniel got up to get some of those toys out of the closet. Restraints for later, a few he kept in a bag... then he came back to Dean. Watched him spread out, eager for whatever he'd do.

Nathaniel reached down to rub a hand over his ass, teasing and soft for a moment before he gave him a sharp swat just to see his reaction. "You look good like this."

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Dean jerked at that slap and moaned. It was so hard not to squirm. His toes curled and he shivered. "Good. I like you looking at me."

The more Nathaniel wanted him, the happier he was.

[rockandscotch]

He smoothed his hand over the affected area again, soothing it before he swatted him again. He couldn't use his hands as long as he could a toy, but he liked the sound of his hand slapping against Dean's skin, the feel of his skin under his palm.

Plus, it was getting Dean to jerk in pretty nice ways. Knew it had to be hard to not grind down on the bed. "You got my attention definitely. If you do what I say, then I won't stop either... remember the rules last time? You move or I catch you trying to get yourself off and I stop until you behave yourself."

He said he'd push Dean next time they did that... he planned to.

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Dean groaned and fought to be still. He remembered the rules, they were just a bitch to follow. It was worth the effort, though. He took a deep breath and nodded. "I remember. I'll behave."

Hopefully. He wanted to please and he wanted the reward at the end.

[rockandscotch]

"Good." He new Dean would try at least. His hands smoothed over his sides before he leaned forward to kiss and nip at the nape of Dean's neck and down his spine. Deliberately going slow when he knew Dean probably wanted it fast, wanted more as soon as possible.

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Dean sighed and moaned softly at the attention. At least Nathaniel hadn't said to be silent as well. That really would have been impossible.

The slow movements were making him insane. He knew that was the point, but it didn't make it easier. It just made him harder and more eager. If he kept this up, it wouldn't be long before Dean was begging him to fuck him.

[rockandscotch]

It wouldn't be fun if Dean started begging now! Nathaniel had a lot of stuff planned. He shifted down Dean's body and eventually to his feet. After that, he went through the bag he'd brought over and grabbed out a suede flogger. It wouldn't be the most intense, but it'd be a good warm-up, he figured.

After he had it in hand, he moved it over Dean's back lightly, teasingly. "You ready to start now?"

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No, not yet. Dean could hold out a while longer. Especially now that he could feel those suede strands moving over his skin. Oh, yeah. He wanted more.

"I'm ready." So ready.

[rockandscotch]

He didn't give in right away. He brushed it teasingly over Dean's shoulders, down his back and ass. Just let him feel the strands against his skin, anticipate it for a minute.

His first swats with it were light, enough to warm him up but not to cause the impact or sting he probably wanted just yet. "Last time we did this? You did so well... let's see if you still have that in you, alright?"

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The praise made him even more eager to please. Dean wanted to show he could obey and hold back as long as he was told. It might not be possible, but he was sure as hell going to try.

He nodded, shivering under those first light touches. "Yes, master."

[rockandscotch]

He went quiet for now, just focusing on the warm up and getting Dean anticipating more. He delivered a sharper swat to his ass and slowly worked up to his back, carefully avoiding areas he could actually cause damage to. He contented himself with keeping this up for awhile, giving Dean what he seemed to want right now.

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For the most part, Dean was quiet as well. Except for the occasional moan and gasp when a blow landed particularly intense. His eyes closed and he settled into it, letting himself focus on the impacts and the way they made his body so much more sensitive.

[rockandscotch]

When he thought Dean was ready for a rest, he went back to the teasing taps, his fingers running over the reddened skin lightly, teasingly. "How's it feel? Good as last time?"