followstheorders | Making a Connection.

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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.

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Dean moaned softly and pulled against the cuffs a little, testing their strength. Good and solid. It sent a thrill through him. Being helpless wasn't always a good feeling, but being helpless to someone he trusted was so hot. His hips rolled a little, useless in his position, but it was hard to stay still with how turned on he was.

He settled when Nathaniel came back, his eyes settling on the ice he carried. Oh boy. That was going to be intense, considering how burning hot his skin felt.

He settled back on the edge of the bed and leaned over Dean for a brief moment to catch his lips. He kissed him deeply, nipping at his lower lip as he took one of the cubes of ice. For now, he just moved it lightly over Dean's chest, circling around his nipple.

"How's it feel? Knowing I can do whatever I want to to you right now."

That kiss made him smile in spite of his desperation. A whimper escaped him when the ice circled his nipple. It was driving him insane. The contrast between the heat of his skin and the chill of the ice was almost at the line of pain.

"Oh god... feels good. I want to be used in every way you want me."

"I plan to," he murmured, smoothing the ice down Dean's stomach and between his thighs. It was mostly melted by the time he reached that low so he went to grab a fresh one.

He let that one trail back up from Dean's thighs, brushing close to his cock before he brought it back to his chest.

All he could do now was whimper. Every stroke of the ice over his heated skin made him ache for more touch. He was getting a little lightheaded from his rapid breathing and holding still was becoming more and more difficult.

Once the ice had almost entirely melted in his hand, he reached to wrap the chilled skin around Dean's cock to stroke teasingly, watching him eagerly. Looked so good, whimpering underneath him.

He jerked slightly when the cold hand wrapped around his cock. A strangled sound escaped him, body going tense with the fight to remain still.

"Please," he moaned, even though he didn't really expect relief yet. He was reaching the end of his own ability to hold back. Soon, he'd be unable to remain still; he could feel his control slipping away.

"Please what?" He pumped his fist slowly, his free hand moving to hold Dean's hips down firmly. Didn't want him moving just yet, even if it looked like Dean was getting desperate enough to just give in to the urge.

"Let me come... or move..." He'd take what he could get, at this point. The desperation was setting in and he was close to begging. He closed his eyes and tried to steady himself. Hold on a little longer.

"I think you can hold out for me a little longer." Dean liked to be push and Nathaniel wasn't above pushing him. He'd let up if Dean really wanted it though, was watching carefully for signs of it. He could hear the note of desperation already in his voice.

"Yes, master..." Dean answered in a breathless near-whimper. His hands were tight in fists above the cuffs and his body rigid with the fight to be still. God. His self-control was unraveling by the second.

He kept up the too-light strokes of his hand, watching Dean tighten his hands up, tense underneath him. "If you can hold on a few more minutes, I'll make it all worth it. Make sure you feel even better."

He was going to try, even though his body was trembling with need and the strain of holding back. Even the feather-light touch seemed like over stimulation now. His body was on edge and so needy.

Dean struggled to keep his mind focused on something, anything that might let him hold himself in check a little longer. Just a little longer.

With his other hand, Nathaniel grabbed for the lube in the nightstand and placed it close by. They'd need it later, he figured. For now, he started to stroke him faster, fingers tightening around him. "Move. You can come now."

It took a few seconds for Dean to actually comply with the order. He'd been holding back for so long and so hard, letting go was hard. Finally, he gave a strangled cry, thrusting frantically up into the tight grip of Nathaniel's hand, coming hard a moment later.

He writhed and moaned as he rode out the waves.

He kissed Dean hard when he cried out like that, keeping his fist moving over him until he was sure he was spent entirely. He slowed to a stop then and gave a pleased noise, lips quirking up. "How was that?"

"Oh god..." he panted. His lips were swollen from the kiss and his body still shivered occasionally with aftershocks. His eyes opened and he looked up at Nathaniel dizzily. "So good."

"How do you feel?" He grinned a little wider as he straightened up. After a few moments, he lifted his hand for Dean to clean off.

"You did good."

"Feel really good," he murmured hazily. His body felt warm and floaty right now; his arms and legs were like rubber. The force of that orgasm had knocked him pretty flat, but it was so damn good.

Dean didn't hesitate when Nathaniel lifted his hand to his lips. His mouth opened and he began to lick and suck at each finger, cleaning them thoroughly.

"Good." He watched Dean clean his fingers obediently, his free hand rubbing down over his side and hips. Figured that had to have taken it out of him for now, so he had nothing against letting Dean catch his breath and relax some for awhile.

He reached up to undo those cuffs as soon as his hand was cleaned off.

When his arms were free, Dean lowered them and rubbed them a little. The padding made it easy on his wrists, but his arms still ached a little from holding himself still so long in that position.

Not that he was complaining. He'd let Nathaniel cuff him every night if he wanted to. The rewards were always well worth it.

"Still have other plans?" He asked curiously, reaching up to brush his hand down one of Nathaniel's arms.

"Definitely. I promised you all night, right? Or until you can't take anymore." But for now, he just shifted a little closer, moved to straddle Dean's hips and lean in to kiss him slow and deep.

"Not gonna be done with you for awhile."

Dean's hands rested on Nathaniel's shoulders and he sighed into the kiss. He was so completely sated for the moment that it was nice to just lay there and let Nathaniel's weight press him down... let his mouth make him breathless.

"Use me," he murmured against Nathaniel's lips. "Take everything you want."

"Bold offer to make... you know I'm gonna take it to heart, right?" Not that Dean had ever seemed hesitant so far. He sighed a little bit and moved to kiss down his neck lightly and over his chest. Nice to lay there and get to explore and memorize before Dean was gone again.

"I know. I want you to. Wanna prove I'm yours." This was as close as Dean had ever been to getting exactly what he wanted from someone. From a relationship... assuming that was what Nathaniel wanted here. Dean knew what he'd give, if it was wanted, but that wasn't anything anyone else had ever been willing to accept.

His fingers slipped through Nathaniel's hair, watching him move down his body. Felt so good.

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