Dean Winchester/Eliot Spencer - Amnesia

[hunterusheroicus]

Once minute everything had been fine and the next minute a deer was in the middle of the road and Dean was swerving to miss it. He careened off the road, losing control of the car and slamming into a copse of trees.

He came to later, blinking and looking around in confusion. Blood dripped down the side of his face and into his eye. After a few minutes he got out, looking at the car before heading off down the road without looking back.

The next few hours and even days went by in a blur. He'd found help and had been taken to a hospital a few towns away. He'd been admitted as a John Doe, but a nurse named Tammy befriended him, enjoying his laid back attitude before helping him come up with a new name. In the end he'd picked Jack Spencer. Something about the last name made his heart clench, but he ignored it.

Time went by. Sam tried to find him, panicked. He'd called Eliot, leaving message after message, each one more desperate than the last. Eliot, Dean's missing. Call me. I'm looking for him. Eliot, please call. I found the Impala...it was totaled. Blood everywhere, but no sign of Dean. Eliot, please man. I've been everywhere. I can't find him. Its been almost a month! Bobby's got the Impala, but...I don't know man. I'm so fucking worried. The messages just went on and on.

Dean settled into a new life as Jack Spencer, but he was miserable. He barely made friends. He barely did anything between going from work to the bar to home.

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[golden_retriever]

Amnesia was not an excuse at all, he will kill his lover. Groaning at having to crawl off the couch after him, he was completely unprepared for the sight that greeted him in the bedroom.

He stared at Dean, spread and wanton, waiting for him to do as he will on the bed. It was all Eliot could so to not ponce him where he laid.

"You must be fuckin' kiddin' me." He practically salivated as he took two steps forward.

[hunterusheroicus]

Dean licked his lips slowly, lust blown eyes staring at Eliot once he was in the door. "What're you waiting for?" He smirked, gathering another bead of precome before lifting his hand and sucking the pad of his thumb between his lips.

He groaned, doing everything he could to tease Eliot. "Think you should finish getting naked and get you're ass up here before I take care of myself."

[golden_retriever]

With an insulted snort, Eliot all but took a running leap and pounced his amnesiac boyfriend in bed. Dean asked for it and he wasn't sorry when the bed shook under impact or he might've roughened his Alpha up a little.

"You're not takin' care of yourself when I'm here and haven't seen you in a month." Leaning down, he kissed Dean hard enough to taste everything in that mouth, including the lingering aftertaste of Dean's seed. When he was certain that he stopped the hunter from doing anything stupid, Eliot leaned back and quickly disrobed the rest of the way.

[hunterusheroicus]

He made a sound when Eliot leapt on top of him, eyes widening slightly before he was being kissed thoroughly. He tangled his fingers into Eliot's hair, arching beneath him and moaning. "Fuck Eliot, show me how much you want me, huh?"

[golden_retriever]

"Yeah, I'm gonna show you..." Eliot whispered when he leaned in again, emitting also a husky growl by Dean's neck. He ravished that neck soon after, nipping, kissing a trail down just beneath the jaw before sucking briefly on his lover's adam's apple.

"Want you.... so... so... much." He licked his way down from the neck, past the collar bones, then lapped small circles as he got near one nipple. Eventually he took it and pulled at it softly with his teeth, playing with it until it was fully erect beneath his lips.

Meanwhile, his hand had reached down and took a gentle hold of Dean's cock and squeezed it softly in his palm.

[hunterusheroicus]

Dean threw his head back, sighing and crying out softly at the attention being paid to his throat. "Fuck, Eliot...please...anything. You got me..." He tangled his fingers in his lover's hair and shivering.

He was gasping, thrusting up into his hand and whining. "Yes...c'mon...I'm all yours, Eliot..." He looked down, watching him and smiling softly between each of the sounds that came from him.