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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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.

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"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.

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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.

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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."

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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.

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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?"

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"Mmmm... better. Been looking forward to this for a while." Dean's voice was breathy and strained. It was so hard to be still when all he wanted to do was grind himself against the bed. "Everything you do to me is good."

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"I've been thinking about this for awhile. Every time we talked, I wanted nothing more than to see you on my bed again, in that collar." His nails raked bluntly down Dean's reddened skin. "You're doing good."

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Dean whimpered while Nathaniel spoke. Those nails got another strangled sound. God, he was hard. It would be so satisfying to move and get some friction going, but he forced himself to be still. "I missed it. Missed you, the bed, the collar..."

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"Guess we better make the most of it while you're here, huh?" His hand smoothed down to Dean's ass again, groping shamelessly, letting his finger dip down to tease at his entrance. Not pressing in, but a promise of what would come later.

"Make it last until you're free again."

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"Yes, please..." Oh god. It was so hard to keep from thrusting back against Nathaniel's finger. He wanted it. Wanted to feel Nathaniel inside him. Wanted to feel claimed.

"Have me every way you want me. Wanna be yours."

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"You are mine... believe you already offered that up last time you were here, right?" He teased before drawing his hand back away from Dean. He knew he was enjoying the flogger... Nathaniel was enjoying using it, but he thought maybe they should move on to something else.

"Roll over to your back for me."