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 moved under the water spray to rinse off, shivering with need. Fuck, it was hard, holding back. The pump was working away still and the more they talked, the more he wanted.

"I can handle that." He could handle more, probably, but they could start slow and see what happened.

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"Good." He pressed the soap into Dean's hands next, lips quirking up. "I still plan on fucking you in the restroom too, you know. If you don't come from that, untouched, then you don't get to come until I say... and I'm not sure how generous I'll be feeling later."

Mostly because it was damn hot to see Dean denied and desperate.

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Dean took the soap and turned to start washing Nathaniel down. He was careful and thorough, enjoying every second of having his slippery hands on Nathaniel's body. It also gave him a distraction from the pump working away at his cock, pushing him closer and closer to the edge.

"I can't wait," he answered, looking up at Nathaniel with hazy eyes. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about it since we decided to do it."

[rockandscotch]

"Yeah, me either. I can't wait for it." He smiled a little bit at Dean and leaned back against the shower wall. He liked that hazy look he had on his face. "We need to get ready soon."

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Dean finished washing Nathaniel up and stood aside so he could step under the water to rinse. He was breathing a little hard, the pump keeping him on constant edge. The plug didn't help either. Man, tonight was going to be really difficult.

And pretty fucking awesome, too.

Once Nathaniel was rinsed, Dean turned off the water and reached for a towel to start drying him off.

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"You can turn the pump off now... and if you don't think you can handle that particular plug all night, you can slip on another one." He smiled and leaned in to nip at Dean playfully.

"Want you open and ready for me all night, you know?"

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"I know. I want it, too." That was the whole thrill... knowing Nathaniel could decide to use him any time during the night and there would be nothing to stop him. Dean smiled at the nip as he reached down to turn off the pump and remove it.

"I'll put in a smaller one so I'll have a shot at sitting through dinner."

[rockandscotch]

"Alright. Go get your suit on... make sure you look nice." He'd gone all out for their date since, even if he was teasing Dean throughout it, he wanted to treat him to something nice too. This didn't feel like it was just about the sex anymore after all.

It was just possible he might enjoy Dean's company too.

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"I will." The last thing he wanted to do was embarrass Nathaniel tonight.

Dean went into the bedroom and put the pump away, then switched out the larger plug for a smaller one with a smaller base. He'd have to sit through dinner so he needed one more suited to it.

His suit came next and fit pretty damn well for such a last minute buy. He gelled his hair and spiked it up nicely before he met Nathaniel in the living room.

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Nathaniel brushed his hair back and slipped into a suit. He didn't wear them often, but he had a few that fit him well. After he was ready and Dean had met him in the living room, he gave a smile. "You look good."

He nodded towards the door as he grabbed his keys up. "Come on. We'll take my truck."

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"You too." He really did. Dean couldn't help but grin at the sight. Nathaniel wore a suit very well.

Dean nodded and followed him outside and down to the truck. Every step was still a fresh reminder of that plug inside him, but easier to deal with now that he was wearing the smaller one.

[rockandscotch]

He smiled at that compliment. Hey, good thing Dean thought so, wasn't it? All things considered...

He followed Dean down and unlocked the doors before he slid into the driver's seat. Once Dean was inside, he got them started towards the restaurant. "I hope you like Italian."

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"Italian food's awesome." Dean didn't get good Italian food too often on the road. Once in a while a diner would produce a passable spaghetti, but nothing fancy. "Good choice."

[rockandscotch]

"Good, glad you think so." The restaurant wasn't really too very far, even if he'd been tempted to take the longest route possible to it, just to tease Dean a little further. Knew every bump in the road had to feel pretty interesting with that plug he had on.

He decided to have a little mercy though, for now. He parked outside of the restaurant and gave him a look over at him. "Come on, let's go in."