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 was lost in the sensations, moaning and gasping for breath. With Nathaniel's weight against him, it made the vibrations that much more intense inside him. His hands clutched at Nathaniel's, squeezing their tangled fingers.

Once in a while, his body twitched as he started to move and then remembered to be still. The praise makes him even more eager to please, struggling to give him what he wanted. God, he was so close, it was almost painful. "Fuck, fuck..."

He couldn't stop watching the way Dean strained to keep still beyond some twitching here and there. He squeezed his hands gently in return, trying to keep his own touches soothing in contrast to the vibrations. He kissed down Dean's spine and back up over his neck.

Dean's breath hitched a few times and then he came hard, body going rigid under Nathaniel and tight around the plug inside him. He cried out when it hit eyes shut tight as the force of the orgasm crashed into him. He didn't think it was possible to come so hard after he'd already been well fucked, but he was finding himself responding in all sorts of surprising ways to Nathaniel's touches.

God, that was hot to watch. Reluctantly, Nathaniel withdrew one of his hands to turn the vibrations down and off. Figured that'd be too intense soon enough for Dean to handle. After that, he stretched out along the length of Dean's body and nuzzled at his shoulder.

"Good. That was great."

Finally, Dean slumped into the mattress and gasped for breath, trying to calm himself down. God, he felt good. Nice and warm... boneless. He was wonderfully weighted down by Nathaniel's body and he tipped his head to the side, enjoying each kiss and nuzzle.

"So good..." He sighed and wiggled a little under him. "Love the way your mind works."

"You better, much time as you've been spending with it when we get together," he teased, kissing the back of his neck again. He was content to lay there for a bit, let Dean relax some more.

"You alright?"

Dean laughed and loved the feel of Nathaniel against him and his lips on his neck. It was so good to just lie there and let himself be held in place and warmed by the other man's body.

"Mmmm... much better than just alright." He opened his eyes finally and looked back, grinning softly. "You weren't kidding about wearing me out tonight, huh?"

"I do try to keep my word." He flashed a smile at Dean as he shifted off him for now, going to ease that toy out of him. Figured he'd need the rest now. After that, he stretched out and held out an arm, motioning him closer.

"Come here."

Once the toy was gone, Dean turned over and pressed in against Nathaniel. He tucked himself up against him, sighing contentedly at the closeness. "Mmmm...."

Dean kissed Nathaniel's neck lightly, hand rubbing over his chest. "If this keeps up, I may never leave."

"Is that supposed to be a threat? Sorry, after that massage earlier, I'm not sure I want to let you go anyway," he murmured, teasing. Rubbing a hand over Dean's back, he turned to press his lips to the top of his head lightly.

"Mmm... I guess I'll have to get used to this captivity, then. Woe is me." He smiled, letting his eyes slip shut. His hand rubbed along Nathaniel's chest and up and down his side. The hand rubbing along his back kept him warm and content.

"We'll see how you feel after tomorrow and dinner," he teased. Definitely looking forward to their 'date'. He tipped his head in and let his eyes drift shut after a moment and let out a short sigh. "Get some rest, Dean."

Mmmm... their date. Dean couldn't wait. He grinned and wiggled in close, closing his eyes. "Night. Sleep well."

"Yeah, you too." He smiled briefly before he let his eyes drift shut. It didn't take long at all before he drifted off... tiring Dean out tired him out just as much apparently.

He slept well into the late morning too.

As thoroughly worn out as Dean was, he slept pretty solidly through the night. When he woke, it was late morning and he was tangled up with Nathaniel, warm and relaxed. The collar was still on his neck and he smiled at the feel of the leather against his skin.

He grinned a bit as he came more awake. Since Nathaniel was still asleep, it was Dean's duty as his slave to give him a pleasant wake up call, right?

He slipped slowly and carefully out of Nathaniel's grasp and moved down low on the bed. He took Nathaniel's cock into his mouth and sucked softly, teasing it slowly to full hardness.

If Dean kept this up, letting him go after this weekend was going to be hell. He shifted in his sleep at that mouth teasing and sucking him, stirring slowly. For a moment, he thought he was just dreaming about the wetness surrounding his cock, the suction.

But no... that was definitely Dean's mouth. He let out a moan of his name, shifting underneath him a little. "Good morning to you too," he drawled sleepily, looking down hazily.

Well, since he was awake now, there was no reason to hold back. Dean took him down deep into his throat, and sucked rhythmically around it. His arms draped over Nathaniel's hips and he just stayed there a while, letting Nathaniel's cock get hard in his throat.

His eyes were warm and amused when he looked up to meet the other man's gaze. A surprise blowjob always made it a good morning, right?

He moaned lowly and let his head fall back when Dean took him down even deeper. Definitely a good way to start the morning. Too bad he didn't get wake up calls like this more often. "Mm..."

He reached down to tangle his hands through Dean's hair, pushing through it lightly just to touch.

Every sound Nathaniel made encouraged Dean to do more. He began to bob his head slowly, pulling back while sucking hard and plunging Nathaniel's cock back down his throat with his lips and tongue soft against the hardening shaft. There was no rush. Dean wanted to give Nathaniel a slow, pleasurable morning. Hell, he'd suck him for hours if he'd lay there long enough.

His hands moved to rub lightly over Nathaniel's stomach and chest, palms flat and warm against his skin, and nails raking lightly over his nipples.

His breath caught in his throat as Dean's nails raked over his chest, a jolt going straight to his cock at the attention. No need to rush really and he was enjoying Dean's slow approach anyway. He'd let him do this for as long as he could.

"God, that's good..." He looked back down, watching Dean as he moved. "Mm, more you do this, more I wanna keep you, you know?"

Those words got a moan of approval, the vibrations rumbling against the length in his throat. He continued his slow, easy attention, wanting to draw this out as long as he could. His mouth worked over Nathaniel's cock, tongue rubbing restlessly along the underside each time he drew back and then swallowed him down.

Dean paused as he drew back once, sucking just the head of Nathaniel's cock, his tongue working at the sensitive underside of the head. He dipped the tip of his tongue into the slit at the tip and teased it, before swallowing him as deep as he could and sucking hard.

His back arched a little under the attention, Nathaniel's hand tangling even tighter in Dean's short locks. He tugged lightly as he rolled his hips up a little in encouragement. God, he was good.

"Dean..." He bit at his lower lip, eyes drifting shut.

At that roll of Nathaniel's hips, Dean went still. He let his jaw and throat relax, hand moving to tug lightly at Nathaniel's hip to encourage him to move more if he wanted to.

He rolled his hips up slow and steadily since Dean seemed to want it, hands pushing through his hair. He murmured soft praise under his breath between low groans. Definitely going to have to reward Dean for this little plan of his after he was finished.

"Getting closer," he warned.

Dean's eyes slipped shut and he moaned again, eager and encouraging. There was something deliciously deviant about laying there while Nathaniel fucked his mouth first thing in the morning. It was the sort of morning he fantasized about when he dreamed of being kept by someone permanently. It felt really good to get a taste of it now.

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rockandscotch - 2013-01-02 09:03 (UTC) - Expand

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