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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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He fucked Dean hard, merciless, and moaned when he tightened up around him. His hand gripped at Dean's hips to hold him in place, tight. He ground his hips forward and moaned lowly as he came inside him. Fuck. Always good.

Nathaniel slowed to a stop then to catch his breath, hold loosening a little. "Mm, good. I'm putting the toy back after I pull out, you know."

Off though. He didn't want to give Dean too much, too soon.

"I thought you might," he answered with a strangled sort of voice. It wasn't easy, holding back like he was, especially not with the pump still working away at his cock. Added to that, he absolutely got off on the feeling of Nathaniel coming inside him.

Dean kept breathing deep and ragged, trying to keep himself calm. "What will you do with me then?"

He pulled away then and reached for the plug to ease it back inside. Maybe he kind of got off that it was his own come slicking the way now too... probably shouldn't get off on fucking Dean barebacked that much. "Mm, I'm going to get washed off, then you can work on getting me hard again. Been thinking about your mouth all day, you know."

Dean definitely got off on it. He didn't protest a bit as the plug filled him again. He was glad the vibrations weren't on yet. He was right on the edge as it was.

He swallowed hard and sank to his knees beside the couch, looking up at Nathaniel with a glazed expression. "I have, too. Wanted to be under your desk all day."

"I'll bring you down next time." His lips quirked up and he reached out to run fingers through Dean's hair softly. "Too bad it can't be on a leash... I think I'd like leading you around beside me, especially if I'm leading you under my desk."

Maybe they could go some place like that though, where it'd be a little more acceptable. If Dean was interested anyway... later though. They had a date today and a lot more teasing. "Stay here, where you are. You can turn the pump off if you need to, but I want you to keep teasing yourself. Got it, Dean?"

Dean would go for that. He didn't have a whole lot of shame, especially if it was the sort of environment for that sort of thing. He nuzzled against Nathaniel's hip like a contented pet and sighed at the orders.

"Yes, Master." He'd leave the pump on for now, but it might have to be turned off later. He thought he could handle it for now.

He ran his fingers through Dean's hair when he nuzzled in like that, smiling to himself. "I'll be back soon."

He pulled away from Dean then slowly and headed off to the bathroom. He didn't really mean to take long anyway. They'd take a proper shower before they left for the night. Once he was scrubbed up a little with a cloth and fixed his pants back, he headed back to the living room where he'd left Dean kneeling and sat down in a chair, relaxing contentedly.

"Crawl over here."

While Nathaniel was in the shower, Dean did as he was ordered and kept himself on edge. The pump had to go off a time or two, but he managed. His cock ached for release, throbbing desperately inside the device.

He looked up at Nathaniel when he sat down, fresh and relaxed from the shower. Dean did as he was commanded, crawling across the floor to kneel at his master's feet. Every movement made the plug inside him shift around and send sparks along his nerves. The pump was on again, rhythmically pulsing around his cock.

Dean settled his head on Nathaniel's knee, waiting for his next order.

Nathaniel reached down to pet through Dean's hair again, soothing him when he leaned in against him. He smiled a little bit to himself. "Unzip my jeans now and put your mouth to use."

"Yes, Master." Dean pushed up higher on his knees and licked his lips as he reached for the button and zipper to unfasten Nathaniel's jeans. Dean was aching for some kind of relief and he always felt better with his mouth on Nathaniel.

He pulled Nathaniel's cock out and gave it a slow stroke then leaned in to wrap his lips around the head and sucked him down deep. His arms slid around Nathaniel's waist and he groaned around the softened length.

Nathaniel relaxed back and just watched Dean work. While he might not be hard yet, he knew that his mouth would get him worked back up in no time, as talented as Dean was. He let out a soft groan. "Mm, god, that's good..."

His mouth moved slowly over Nathaniel's cock, pulling back slowly and sucking him down again. It was easy to take him deep when he was soft and Dean enjoyed it while he could. He went as deep as he could, sucking and swallowing around the length, eyes closed as he fought the need to give in to the urge to come.

"Think you can handle this all night, Dean? Being teased to the edge and back, fucked senseless whenever I want?" He let out a low groan as Dean worked him over like that, hips rolling forward a little bit.

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Dean was pretty sure he could handle it. He wanted it badly enough. Just the thought made him shudder. He was aching hard now. With one hand, he reached down to turn off the pump and give himself a moment to brace himself.

He took the roll of Nathaniel's hips without complaint, sucking harder and encouraging more.

He tipped his head back and let out a soft sigh, a shiver going through him at the attention. Fuck, Dean's mouth never got old, especially when he couldn't quit thinking about what all he was going to be doing to Dean tonight, how he was going to be teasing and fucking him all day and night.

"Going to drive you crazy... have you begging me to come." He moaned lowly. "Can't wait to see you in that restaurant, half-crazy. Wonder if anyone will notice how desperate you'll be?"

Dean was half crazy already. The act of sucking Nathaniel off always turned him on so hard. Add in all the teasing he'd been doing to himself all day and the promises Nathaniel was making... god, he was going to lose his mind.

His arms tightened around Nathaniel's waist, pulling himself in closer, taking his cock deeper. His tongue worked away at the underside while he sucked hard, swallowing rhythmically around it. He could keep this up all night and be perfectly happy.

"Dean..." He groaned, letting him pull him closer and in deeper. His head tilted back, eyes closing at the steady suction, the muscles working around his cock. He let out a low noise, rolling his hips a little.

"Getting close," he warned.

The warning didn't stop him. It just made him work harder. Dean wanted to feel Nathaniel come and wanted to keep right on going. A preview of what he wanted to do later when Nathaniel had him stashed under his desk. That thought really shouldn't be as exciting as it was...

Nathaniel's hand came down to rest against the back of his head, not pushing or guiding, just touching as Dean kept working over him. With a low groan of Dean's name, he came. His hips gave a twitch forward as he rode it out.

Dean swallowed him down without hesitation. He sucked hard until Nathaniel settled back. Then he relaxed his jaw, staying where he was, Nathaniel's cock still deep in his throat. Not sucking or moving at all. Just holding him there, relaxed and comfortable.

Nathaniel took in a steady, slow breath as he tipped his head back. He was content to lay there awhile, Dean's mouth linger on him while he recovered. "Mm, stay."

He didn't know if he'd be getting hard again so soon, but Dean looked pretty comfortable where he was too. "I'll let you know when to move."

For now, he just let himself stroke Dean's hair soothingly.

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