Dean Winchester/Eliot

[hunterusheroicus]

Dean was pissed. They'd been on a case for a week and still hadn't figured it out. It seemed someone else was on the same case and the asshole seemed to be one step ahead of them. Finally they'd gotten a lead and were on their way to the house where the demon they were hunting was supposedly at. The poor sap being used as a meat suit was apparently some important businessman and the demon riding him around like his own personal pony was causing enough trouble to have made the papers a few times over.

He looked up at the house as they pulled up, eyes narrowing as he surveyed the layout. They got out and he popped the trunk, pulling out his pistol and the demon knife before sliding the blade into his boot. Once they were both loaded up they made their way to the door, pushing it open easily and heading inside. Dean immediately lifted the pistol, looking around before motioning to Sam that he was heading upstairs, being as silent as humanly possible.

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[hunterusheroicus]

"I won't let anything happen that could hurt you." He growled softly before pulling him into another deep, heated kiss. Both hands tangled in Eliot's hair now, tugging lightly just to tease as he nipped at the man's tongue.

After a few moments he dropped one hand and instead circled his arm around Eliot's waist again, holding him close against him. He licked at his tongue, chuckling into their kiss.

[golden_retriever]

It was unexpected, but when Eliot heard Dean's growl, he was suddenly very turned on. Eliot found himself keening softly such that it rumbled against Dean's throat.

He wanted more and all this kissing only whetted his appetite.

"I'm healin' up fine. Stop treatin' me like spun glass." He moved down and went to attack Dean's throat with a pleased growl. His hips lowered and pressed against Dean's leg to show him what else was pleased.

[hunterusheroicus]

Oh wow that keening sound went straight to his groin. "Alright alright..." He groaned, tilting his head back so that Eliot had better access to his throat. He slid his thigh between the man's, rubbing against him.

After a few minutes he tugged Eliot's head back and leaned his head down to latch onto his mark on Eliot's shoulder, growling softly again. He ground up against Eliot's hip, wishing his jeans were gone so he could feel Eliot's skin on his own.

[golden_retriever]

There was no way they could remain unmoved with the amount of growling and grinding that was going on. With how utterly bared Eliot was already, there was no hiding how turned on he was too by it all.

Eliot humped himself lightly against the leg that Dean slipped between his thighs, groaning and tilting his head back to bare his throat for his Alpha. He growled, low like a wolf but at the same time moaned for more Dean.

"Lemme get under you," he said as he fell back onto the bed beside Dean. His back made him cringe slightly from a pained twinge, but it was better than him trying to support himself over Dean.

[hunterusheroicus]

Christ the sounds Eliot made sometimes. He groaned when the man rolled off him, frowning at the cringe before sighing and rolling until he was facing Eliot. "And what about your back?" He said, leaning in and kissing him again deeply. "Just gonna rub against the bed like this." Of course, if Eliot insisted on more then he would give in. Dean wanted this too much not to.

Especially now that Eliot had admitted he didn't want to break the bond, that he actually wanted...well, this, with Dean. "How about this...you start hurting too much you tell me. If you don't and I find out? I'll kick your ass." He shifted, moving over Eliot slowly with a predatory smile. He slid between his thighs, pressing down against his hips slowly.

And it was at that moment that the door swung open and Sam walked in. He froze a few steps inside the door, staring at them with huge eyes before clapping a hand over his face. "DEAN! God damnit you knew I was coming!" He dropped the large bottle of Jack Daniels on the table. "You're a fucking prick!"

Dean turned towards the door, moving his body instinctively to protect Eliot. "Sam you coulda fuckin' knocked! Fuck!" He looked down at Eliot, giving him a look as Sam spun around and slammed the door behind him as he left the room. "My brother is a jackass." Course, this didn't cause him to move or anything. He was still firmly planted between Eliot's thighs.

[golden_retriever]

As soon as the door slammed shut, Eliot broke into a huge grin that would probably earn him a punch if Dean wasn't trying to make out with him instead. "You did call him over," Eliot pointed out between laughs and snickers of amusement.

He also didn't fail to notice how Dean tried to use his body to shield him, although he wasn't sure if it was to protect him physically or his virtue. Thinking that Dean thought he needed to do either made Eliot snicker again.

"So, you gonna sit there and continue to go all Alpha on me against your brother, who left already, or are you gonna do somethin' about my more immediate problem?" Finally stop chuckling, he glanced down at the fork of his legs where his cock bobbed at more than half mast.

[hunterusheroicus]

Dean glared down at Eliot for a moment before smiling. "Alright yeah, but he still could've fuckin' knocked." He bent down, kissing him hard. He shook his head a bit when he pulled back. "I didn't go all Alpha. I don't know what you're talking about."

Yup, this was Dean denying everything. He was real good at that. He did look down between them, smirking before sliding a hand down to wrap his fingers around the man's cock, stroking and squeezing slowly. "What would you like me to do with your problem, hmm? There are plenty of solutions." He nudged Eliot's head back and started kissing down his throat, biting just beneath his adam's apple.

[golden_retriever]

Dean's method of getting out of the conversation was a good one, so good that Eliot couldn't even protest it one bit. He merely groaned and revealed his throat to his Alpha, signifying his surrender and acceptance of the other's spot.

What it didn't do was prevent him from reaching down and grabbing Dean's ass.

"You need to get outta these clothes..." he moaned at the strokes. "No one else's gonna walk in on us, right?"

[hunterusheroicus]

He pulled back, smiling down at Eliot as he worked his jeans open before glancing at the door. After a moment he pushed off the bed, padding across the room and locking the door, smirking back at him. "Unless they kick the door in or pick the lock...nope." He pushed his jeans down his hips, kicking them off before kneeling on the edge of the bed in just his boxers.

"Still can't believe you punched Sammy. Naked too." He snickered, shaking his head before getting his boxers off as well. He licked his lips, locking eyes with Eliot as he crawled back up over him. His hips rolled down smoothly and he groaned before bending his head to nip at his chest and up to his shoulder.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot knew it was the smart thing to do, but he still couldn't help but grunt in impatience when Dean got off him to lock the door. Still, he pushed himself up onto one elbow and admired the way the loosened jeans hugged Dean's hips when the hunter walked.

"Yeah, well, he shot me. Can't let him get away with that without doin' somethin'."

Leaning back onto the bed again, Eliot sighed when Dean's lips finally got working again. His hands went up to run through Dean's hair and guided him up so Eliot may capture his lips in a sloppy kiss.

[hunterusheroicus]

"Yeah, but NAKED!?" He laughed hard, grinding their hips together as they kissed. He bit and sucked at Eliot's lip, reaching between them and wrapping his hand around their cocks. He thrust into his hand against Eliot.

"Enough talk about...anything." He mumbled against his lips before pulling back slowly and looking down at him. "I think you should fuckin' ride me Eliot. Fuck been wanting to do this since I saw you right before Sam shot you. Then I just wanted to kick him." He kissed him again.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot's shrug was a bit wasted given that his demeanor broke when Dean ended up grabbing his cock. He moaned and ground back against the hunter, hips thrusting lightly to hopefully gain more friction.

"I ain't the one talkin'," he answered just before he shut Dean up quite effectively by kissing him again. When they broke apart, he continued his kissing along Dean's jaw and down his neck, determined to kiss everywhere that he could without having to wiggling down further.

"Can't get 'nough of you," he murmured against the hollow of Dean's throat. His lips found the small lump of the adam's apple and he sucked at it lightly.

[hunterusheroicus]

He made a face at Eliot, laughing softly before tilting his head back and groaning softly. "Feelings mutual, Eliot." He mumbled, gasping when his adam's apple was sucked. He bit his lip, closing his eyes. "Need to get the lube if we're gonna take this much further."

He really didn't want to pull away though. He'd thrown the lube in the bedside table so he eyed the table for a moment, finally groaning and rolling off Eliot. He pulled the drawer open, snagging the bottle and smiling. "Get over here."

[golden_retriever]

"You better say you have lube—" Eliot started as soon as Dean got off him for the second time in five minutes, but was satisfied to stop when he saw the prize in the hunter's hand. It turned into an arched eyebrow instead.

"And why aren't you comin' back here?" he asked, but he did roll onto his front and crawled over slowly, like he was prowling despite being in his human skin. He didn't stop even when he was upon Dean, moving up over his legs and finally settling over him.

He kissed him again. "How does your brother make you want me ridin' you?"

[hunterusheroicus]

He laughed, raising an eyebrow. "Because I done told you, I want you to ride me." He mumbled, going quiet when he saw the prowling movements of the man, eyes locking onto him to watch him. "You hunting me?" He licked his lips, smirking a bit.

He leaned his head back, smiling wider as Eliot crawled up and over him until the werewolf was straddling him. "Fuck yes..." He rocked up, pressing against him before flipping the lube open and pouring some onto his fingers. He kissed back, sucking on his tongue.

"I meant been wanting you since I saw you fighting those dudes. You're fuckin' hot when you fight, man." He chuckled, reaching back and circling his hole with a slick finger. "Want to spar with you sometime. Seriously."

[golden_retriever]

Eliot leaned his head down on Dean's shoulder when he felt the finger teasing his entrance. He clenched against its entry.

Twisting slightly in his seat, Eliot moved so he was raised on his knees and leaning forward against Dean. He put one arm on Dean's shoulder to balance himself, then pushed back with his ass to encourage Dean to push his finger in more.

Meanwhile though, he was chuckling like Dean said something incredibly funny. "Seriously? Sure... we can go a few rounds sometime. I'll try not to break any of your bones." He smirked and nipped at Dean's jaw a bit.

[hunterusheroicus]

He looked into Eliot's eyes for a moment before pressing his finger in, crooking and twisting it before nudging the man's head slightly, bumping his nose into his cheek and leaning his head down to bite down on his mark. He growled when he did, knowing it drove Eliot crazy.

"No breaking me or you don't get this for a long ass time." He smirked, biting down again as he curled his finger just right to rub firmly over his prostate. "Christ...gonna fuck the hell out of you." He said, licking across the mark slowly before grasping his hip in his free hand and squeezing tightly.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot made a whining keen as his grip on Dean tightened when his hole was finally breached. That turned into soft whispery gasps when the finger curved up to touch his prostate.

"Y-you're kiddin' me?" he asked as he rested his forehead on Dean's shoulder, the posture therefore arching as neck and baring his mark for Dean's licking leisure.

"You're threatenin'... oh don't stop... to cock block me if I broke your bones?" He started licking at Dean's shoulder as well, alternating between soft nips and light licks that faltered every time Dean squeezed him. "You're the one askin' for it... Yes, damnit, you better fuck me."

[hunterusheroicus]

"Keep making those noises and I swear to God I'll do anything you want." He said in his ear, groaning and rolling his hips up as he kept rubbing there before pumping his finger. He didn't want to make Eliot come afterall.

He licked again before scraping his teeth over the skin. "Make you a deal....don't break me. How 'bout that? Bruises...cuts...don't break nothin' vital." He gasped, adding a second finger slowly before going back to pressing across his prostate. "You don't break me too much and...jesus christ, Eliot...and I swear I'll fuck you til you see stars." He promised, panting against his shoulder.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot shuddered at the feeling of Dean's hot breath caressing the shell of his ear. It would unmake him if Dean kept this up, and Eliot could not recall the last time he was so turned on, not since his teenage years in high school.

"Won't break you- !" He gasped at the second finger's intrusion, making a low nasal tone that echoed like a whine against the hollow where Dean's neck met shoulder.

"Who's gonna fuck me if you're broken? ...damnit, Dean, hurry..." He closed his eyes and tried to push back against Dean's fingers.

[hunterusheroicus]

"I go much faster I'm gonna fuckin' rip something! Christ!" He said, biting down on his throat and growling as he thrust his hips up. He pushed in a third finger though, hoping Eliot could handle it so soon after the second. "Fuck I feel like a god damned teenager!" He laughed, pulling back and catching him in a fiery kiss.

He spread his fingers, moving and pumping them all while completely avoiding his prostate now. Hell no he wasn't letting Eliot get off until Dean was deep inside him. Not gonna happen. "Think if I get any harder my dicks gonna fall off."

[golden_retriever]

"You dug a bullet outta me and you're 'fraid you're gonna rip somethin' ?" However, Eliot did groan when Dean prematurely put his third finger in. Eliot wasn't complaining though, and he would get used to it soon enough.

"Same here... You're killin' me here," he murmured, moving back and trying to angle himself so he could get his prostate. He knew what Dean was doing, but he didn't try to stop chasing his own pleasure anyway.

[hunterusheroicus]

"You're awful mouthy." He mumbled, chuckling and pumping his fingers faster, still avoiding his prostate. "You fuckin' get yourself off before I get to fuck you and I swear I'll cut you off for that too." He grumbled, mouthing down his neck before licking over his mark.

"You been killin' me. Christ, Eliot..." He spread his fingers again slowly before biting his lip. "You ready for me?"

[golden_retriever]

Really? His Alpha would do that to him just because Eliot came first? Well, Eliot suppose it was a pretty awful offense.

"Yes," he hissed as he tried once again to move himself so Dean's fingers found his prostate. It was harder when the man was purposefully avoiding it.

"Hell yes... C'mon, Dean." He was panting and a light sheen of sweat made his hair dangle down in strands. "I swear... If you don't let me ride you soon, I will get off in your face." He tried to move himself back so he was hovering over Dean and if the hunter didn't pull his fingers out quickly, Eliot might start sitting on them.

[hunterusheroicus]

Dean reached for the lube, sliding his fingers free and slicking his cock quickly. He arched up, fingers around the base of his cock and rubbing against Eliot's before guiding him down with a hand on his hip. He groaned, head pressing back against the pillows. "Jesus fuckin' christ, Eliot!" He rolled his hips slowly, pulling him down for another kiss.

"This what you wanted, man?" He smirked before moving down his throat again, tugging his head back and latching onto his throat just beneath his adam's apple, growling loudly as he shifted his hips and snapping back inside him almost roughly.