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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He brought up a hand then to cover Dean's mouth, muffle those noises he was making as he started up a steady pace. "Shhh," he smiled. "All that moaning won't do, you know. Gotta be quiet for me."

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A jolt went through him when Nathaniel covered his mouth. That turned him on even more. He shuddered, his cock hard and trapped helplessly against the wall of the stall. He wanted so badly to reach down and stoke himself, but that was against the rules.

He panted helplessly behind Nathaniel's hand, loving the pace he was setting.

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He was going at it hard and fast, pounding into Dean as he chased his own release. He ground his hips and rolled them against Dean, teasing him. He'd meant it earlier when he said Dean would have to get off untouched or wait until after dinner sometime, whenever he felt like letting Dean finally get off.

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Oh god, oh god. He'd have been moaning like crazy if they were anywhere else. His cock was aching with need and his body lit up with sparks with each thrust. Nathaniel wasn't taking it easy on him and he didn't want him to.

He whimpered softly behind Nathaniel's hand, praying he'd come untouched, because he was going to go insane if he had to continue waiting.

[rockandscotch]

He wasn't trying to intentionally make sure Dean didn't come. He was angling his thrusts rolling his hips in ways he knew Dean enjoyed.

That didn't mean he had all the time in the world to wait though and he could already feel himself getting closer to the edge. "Almost, Dean," he murmured teasingly.

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Dean could tell Nathaniel was doing his best to make it happen. He'd been waiting and holding back so long, hours and hours, that he wasn't sure he'd be able to come without more than that.

Almost without realizing it, he came hard, his body tensing up around Nathaniel as his cock jerked against the stall. It was so sudden and so powerful, his vision went black around the edges. If not for his grip on the wall, he might have slumped right to the floor.

[rockandscotch]

So he managed it. There might have been a touch of disappointment since he'd been looking forward to teasing Dean through dinner and for however long after, but that was outweighed at how Dean looked when it hit. His hand stayed firmly over his mouth to muffle any noise and his other arm curled around Dean's waist to keep him upright as he kept pounding into him.

When he came, he bit at Dean's neck to keep himself quiet, grinding hard up against him. Fuck. Even if he'd gotten off plenty today, this still hit him surprisingly hard. His hips slowed to a stop and he panted against the back of his neck.

"You know, you're still going to have to wear this plug through dinner, right?" He murmured, teasingly.

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Oh god, that was so good. A shudder rippled through him when he felt that bite. He couldn't remember the last time he'd come so hard and been so thoroughly wrung out. And there was still dinner to get through.

He smiled tiredly behind Nathaniel's hand at the murmur and nodded, grinding back slightly against him, enjoying the feeling of Nathaniel still buried inside him.

[rockandscotch]

He smiled at the grinding before, slowly, pulling away to replace the plug. He reached back for some tissues to start cleaning himself up, passing some over to Dean.

Damn, that had been worth it. "We'll need to do this again sometime."

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Dean slowly pried his fingers off the top of the wall, flexing them to get the circulation going again. Then he took the tissues to start cleaning himself up. He had to be careful since they were going back to the restaurant.

He laughed breathlessly and nodded, putting his clothes back in order. "Definitely."

[rockandscotch]

"We should get back out there... I think I've worked up an appetite." Now that he could actually focus on something beyond Dean for awhile.

Stepping out of the stall, he paused to wash his hands and check himself over in the mirror, make sure he looked alright. Once he was satisfied, he headed out the door and back to their table.

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"I'll follow in a minute," Dean answered and watched him leave. They shouldn't return together. Besides, he needed a minute to cool off.

After washing his hands and making sure he was respectable looking, Dean returned to their table. He was just in time... the food was being delivered. If he sat a little awkwardly, the waiter didn't seem to notice.

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Nathaniel looked across the table and offered up a pleasant smile as Dean returned to the table and settled in. He picked up his beer and took a drink when the waiter left.

The food was good, thankfully. He hadn't been worried though, it usually was in this place. "So, after this, I suppose we should head back home."

They probably needed another shower... although it was pretty amusing watching Dean try to act natural when he was plugged.

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Dean smiled back as relaxed as possible. It was strangely harder to play it normal now. After hours and hours of torment and restraint, now that he'd gotten off, he felt kind of loopy and hypersensitive. Never mind how difficult it was to sit still with Nathaniel's come inside him and that plug keeping him stretched and full.

Oh yeah, this was a night he was never going to forget.

"Probably. I don't know about you, but I'm a little tired." He answered with a slight grin.

[rockandscotch]

"Yeah, we could probably use some rest." Dean especially had been pretty... busy today. He smiled a little bit to him and shifted his weight forward a little bit.

"Eat up. When we're done, we can head back. We can grab some dessert to go, if you want too."

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"I never say no to dessert. Especially if pie is on the menu." He hadn't seen the dessert menu yet, but there was usually a good option.

dean picked up his silverware and dug into the food. Veal had an interesting texture and flavor, but it wasn't bad. Hell, nothing was bad smothered in marinara sauce and mozzarella.

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"We'll see what's on there then." He flashed a smile across the table. This had been... a pretty successful date after all. Or at least, he'd like to think so... he'd definitely enjoyed every bit of it.

And as relaxed as Dean looked on his way out of the restroom? He'd dare say the feeling was mutual.

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Definitely mutual. Dean couldn't help but feel pretty damn good about the whole thing. Not just tonight, even. They just seemed to... work together. It was awesome and a little bit scary. After the way things ended with Cassie he hadn't really wanted to get too close to anyone else like this, but now he was thinking maybe...