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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[rockandscotch]

"The Veal Marsala is pretty good." he decided to show a little bit of mercy and steer away from any suggestive topic... at least until they ordered their food anyway, then all bets were off.

[followstheorders]

He appreciated that. It would be difficult to talk to the waiter as it was. Anything more would make him insane. He licked his lips and nodded. "Sounds good. I'll try that."

Actually, he couldn't remember ever having veal. It had always sounded kind of iffy, but he'd trust Nathaniel's taste on it this time.

[rockandscotch]

He wasn't sure what type of things Dean liked, but... the menu had a little bit of everything and he'd been told it was all good. Not that Nathaniel was very focused on things like food right now, much as he knew he should be.

When the waiter came over, he gave his order and tried to keep his focus less on the fact that Dean was likely still squirmy and still ready for him.

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Dean ordered the Veal Marsala and a beer when it was his turn. All in all, he was pleased with how steady he managed to keep his voice in spite of how utterly distracted he was. Once the waiter went to place the order, Dean shifted again in his seat.

He looked over at Nathaniel and quirked a half smile. "Having fun?"

[rockandscotch]

"There a reason I shouldn't be?" Nathaniel gave a pleasant look across the table, watching as Dean shifted around in his seat. Knew the reason why and damn, did he like it...

"How about you?"

[followstheorders]

Nathaniel looked a little smug. Dean couldn't really blame him. He was in charge and seemed to be really enjoying it. Dean certainly was.

"Having a pretty good time so far, yeah. Looking forward to the rest of the night, too." Especially their rendevouz in the bathroom. He hoped he could get off untouched, otherwise he had a much longer night ahead of him.

[rockandscotch]

Of course he was enjoying it... who wouldn't love the chance to tease and torment a guy like Dean? And watch him love every second of it. He smiled a little and nodded.

"Definitely. I've got a lot of ideas for you, you know."

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"I thought you might." Dean smiled when the waiter returned with their drinks. Man, he needed one, too. He took a drink to calm himself a little. If he was going to walk across the restaurant to the bathroom soon, he was going to have to try to ease the obvious hard on.

"And after this?"

[rockandscotch]

"It's a surprise. I can't give everything away, now can I?" Plus, it might be a little inappropriate chatter over dinner. He didn't think anyone was particularly listening in, but just in case...

[followstheorders]

"I guess I'll have to try to be patient." Dean grinned. He was good at waiting. Well, mostly.

They probably should talk about something else, though. "How's the bar doing?"

[rockandscotch]

"It's going well... better than I'd hoped when I started it up." He shrugged as he leaned back, giving Dean a brief look across the table.

"Missing one of the better bartenders I've had though..."

[followstheorders]

"Oh yeah? What was so good about the bartender?" He asked as he lifted his beer to his lips again. The conversation was nice. It distracted him from his cooling arousal.

[rockandscotch]

"Well, besides knowing just what he was doing and how to deal with customers, I hear he was pretty easy on the eyes too." He winked playfully across the table before he brought his beer back up to his lips.

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"Oh yeah? I'd like to meet him." Dean grinned at the wink, enjoying the flirting. It was nice to hear the compliment, too. Nice to be missed when he wasn't there. That was one of his favorite things about Nathaniel. "Sounds like a swell guy."

[rockandscotch]

"I definitely think so." He was enjoying it too. They hadn't exactly had a proper date... and alright, maybe this one wasn't entirely proper, but Nathaniel didn't have any complaints. "How about you? How have you been?"

[followstheorders]

Maybe not proper by everyone else's standards, but it was as close as Dean had come in a long time to a real date. He'd take it. Besides, normal was boring.

"Not bad. Just keeping busy. My dad and I worked together on the west coast for a while." And looked in on Sam, of course. "But, I was already thinking about how I could get some time to come back here."

[rockandscotch]

"What kind of job do you do again?" He wasn't sure Dean had ever gotten real specific about what he did. Nathaniel figured he mustn't like talking about it, so if he backed off the topic, he'd get it. He was kind of curious though...

"I'm glad you made it back. Phone calls aren't always enough."

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"Just pest control. Not much to talk about." Dean answered with a shrug, not really looking forward to having that conversation. It was much nicer to talk about their visits together. "I'm glad I did, too. I like the calls, but I like being here better."

If he wasn't careful, he was liable to like being here a little too much.

[rockandscotch]

Nathaniel nodded, deciding against pushing the topic for now. They'd have time to get better acquainted later. They were making pretty good progress either way though...

"Anything else you want to do while you're up here?"

[followstheorders]

"Dunno. Is there anything fun around that I shouldn't miss?" He asked, glad for the subject change. He relaxed, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the table. The change in position shifted the plug inside him and made him shudder a little. "Do you like sports?"

[rockandscotch]

"Some clubs we can check out, if you're into that kind of thing... We can check out a movie sometime too." He shrugged and smirked a little when Dean shifted. "Sure. Always been a football fan. How about you?"

[followstheorders]

"Sounds good. Clubs like the one we met at?" He asked with a grin. Of course, that line of thought didn't help his arousal any. Fuck, he couldn't stop squirming.

"I like baseball and football. Basketball's okay."

[rockandscotch]

"I know some like that, sure... Would you be interested in checking them out?" He wouldn't oppose it at all, not if Dean was game for it. Oh, he saw that squirming too... that was pretty hot.

"Something tells me sports has to be the last thing on your mind."

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"I'm interested if you are." Dean answered, grinning a little. His grin was a little strained, though, distracted as he was. He couldn't help but huff a laugh at Nathaniel's observation. Yeah, sports was so not what he wanted right now.

"You know what's on my mind."

[rockandscotch]

"We'll talk about it more later." When Dean was thinking a little clearer. He shifted a little bit, giving a look around them. Well, he figured Dean had been teased enough...

"Excuse me, gotta pay the restroom a visit... Back in a second." He gave Dean a brief look, a playful smile. Getting up and going together would be too suspicious after all.