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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"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?"

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"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..."

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"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.

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"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."

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"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?"

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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."

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"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.

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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?"

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"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?"

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"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."

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"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."

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"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.

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Dean licked his lips as he watched Nathaniel get up and head for the restroom. Man, they were really going to do this. He gave it a minute to be casual and then got up to follow.

In the restroom, he looked around, looking for feet under the door of a stall.

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Nathaniel waited until he was for sure it was Dean before he opened the door and reached out for him, giving him a tug in. "Better hurry before someone comes in," he murmured teasingly.

But hell, at this point, he'd be fine with letting them watch. He just wanted Dean.

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"God, I don't care. I just want you to fuck me," Dean murmured back, leaning in to kiss Nathaniel hungrily as he reached to unfasten his pants. Now that they were this close, the anticipation and the risk of being caught had Dean rock hard already. Again. His body was begging for relief.

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Nathaniel chuckled against Dean's mouth as he returned that kiss. He reached up to give Dean's shoulders a push and get him to turn around. "Hold on to the stall, don't move your hands unless I tell you... got that?"

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"Yes, Master." He purred and turned around as he was told. He reached up and gripped the top edge of the stall, shivering in anticipation. "God, please..." He moaned.

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When Dean held on to the edge of the stall, Nathaniel went to slip his pants down and ease out the plug. They didn't have time to waste and his patience was wearing thin anyway. He shifted, going to push into Dean deeply. "Been thinking about this all day," he panted.