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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[golden_retriever]

The hand on his cock drew whimpers out from Eliot as well. Strangely enough, he didn't mind all that much if he got to return the favor now that they were rolling on the bed together. He certainly would like it as he most often took the topping role, but Dean could obviously deliver even when on top and it left Eliot feeling satisfied enough that he didn't mind. Not horribly anyway.

Though he started licking at the ear he had been nipping at earlier and added to it a husky, "Yes." He licked it again and his voice went low to a hushed whisper. "I saw how jealous you were... tell me you want me."

[hunterusheroicus]

He shivered, tilting his head more as his cock twitched. "Fuck yes, I want you." He closed his eyes, lips pressing against his shoulder. "I...yeah I was jealous." He looked up at Eliot before grasping the back of his neck and tugging him down into a deep kiss.

[golden_retriever]

That should've made Eliot wary that this wasn't the typical one night stand, but his ego was being busily brushed, much like his cock was, and he couldn't fault anyone for wanting him.

And, to be fairly honest, he wanted Dean too. Had been remembering that mouth since he left that night.

When they broke apart, Eliot kissed down Dean's adam's apple and mouthed tenderly over that sensitive spot.

"Well, you have me, hunter." The way he drawled out the word against Dean's voice box was an invitation to sin.

[hunterusheroicus]

He threw his head back at the mouth on his adam's apple, groaning louder and tangling his fingers in his hair. "Hmm sounds kinda right. Hunter catching the big bad wolf." He growled, rolling his hips up and gasping when his cock slid against Eliot's.

"Lube is in the side table. Condoms in there too." He just closed his eyes, licking his lips as he let Eliot do whatever he wanted.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot growled at the comparison and tightened his grip on Dean's cock briefly in protest. He doubted an act like that would truly protest anything though.

"Well, hunter, be prepared to be eaten."

He turned around, leaving Dean where he was to go get the lube on the side table. He thought for a second then took the condoms too.

It didn't fall beneath his notice that they weren't in the weapons bag, or that the bag of weapons was nowhere to be found. He wouldn't put it beyond Dean to have a silver knife under the pillow though, but since it didn't look like it was coming out, he didn't care if there was.

[hunterusheroicus]

He watched for a moment before pushing himself up and grabbing Eliot quickly. He tugged, rolling Eliot beneath him and smirking. "I told you." He murmured in Eliot's ear, scooting between his legs and grinding against him. "I'm pounding you into the mattress." He chuckled before pulling his head back and latching onto his throat again.

He pulled the lube and condoms out of his hand, dropping the items before working his jeans and boxers the rest of the way off. His hand wrapped around his cock, stroking for a moment before grabbing the lube and popping the top.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot was pulled back with a yelp although with far less struggling than beyond the token resistance. That in itself was strange that he was going along with this.

He handed over the reigns partially when Dean ground down against him, but still reached up to take the condom back. While Dean prepped with the lube, Eliot was ripping open the packet.

"Scoot up closer," Eliot instructed so it would put the hunter into the right distance for him to roll the rubber on for him. What did it matter, it was just a one night stand anyway. Or a second one, but once they got this out of their system, Eliot thought he wouldn't see Dean again come morning.

[hunterusheroicus]

He did as he was told, scooting up as he started working Eliot open. He smirked down at him, looking pretty smug. He bent down, kissing him roughly as he brushed across his prostate.

He waited for Eliot to roll the condom on, moaning softly before working him open just a little faster. "Still can't get over how hot you run." He mumbled, mouthing over his shoulder and biting his chest.

[golden_retriever]

It took Eliot three times to properly roll the condom onto Dean, each attempt thwarted by the hunter brushing his prostate. He was being played like a well fitted instrument and damn if his moans didn't come in various notes.

Now it was a desperate tone as he started rocking down onto those fingers to encourage them a bit.

"That a comment on my temp or my appearance?" Eliot inquired arrogantly as he gave Dean's ear a lick while the hunter was obsessed with his shoulder. The groaned again, but one hand reached up to caress the back of Dean's neck in encouragement of the bites.

[hunterusheroicus]

"Both." He growled, biting over his scar again. Damn he really was kind of obsessed with it. It seemed like the attention really did something to the werewolf beneath him.

He started pumping his fingers faster, fucking Eliot with them in firm strokes. "Could just make you come with my fingers in you..." He moaned, mouth moving against his skin. "Maybe suck you off too. Bet you'd fucking love that."

[golden_retriever]

If Dean kept on doing what he was doing, he very much could make Eliot come from being finger fucked.

"Stop bein' a fuckin' tease," came Eliot's strangled reply as he groaned when the fingers sped up their stimulation of his prostate. He tossed his head back and writhed on the bed and pillow.

"M-make up your fuckin' mind." Because if Dean didn't soon, Eliot might end up making it for him. He tried to grin back at Dean but it was a feral expression of desire. "Would love to have your lips wrapped around my cock."

[hunterusheroicus]

He looked him over for a minute before withdrawing his fingers and slowly pushing himself in once he'd lined up. He easily slid all the way in, skin pressed to skin as he panted.

"Maybe in a little bit. I gotta fuck you first." He slid his hands over Eliot's thighs, hooking his arm under one of his legs, lifting and pressing it up over his shoulder while reaching between them to stroke his cock.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot laughed at that decision and somehow it made perfect sense that the guy who he met through hustling his pool game would offer to get him off only to fuck him first. He had no complaints though, not when he felt Dean enter him and pound right against his prostate.

Not quite werewolf strength, but Dean wasn't an easy pushover either and there was substance behind those poundings.

He tilted back his head and emitted a soft keening at the wonderfully deep thrusts.

"Fuckin'... god, just... fuck!" That summed it up pretty well.

[hunterusheroicus]

He smiled, thrusting hard as he bent down to kiss him again. He groaned loudly, stroking Eliot's cock and sliding his thumb over the head to spread the precome that was leaking from the tip.

"Jesus fuck...." He closed his eyes, biting his jaw and down, letting his forehead press against his shoulder as he felt a bead of sweat roll down between his shoulder blades.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot panted and closed his eyes, his hand that was behind Dean's neck guided the hunter down so he could take his mouth again.

This time it was a slow sensual kiss, all tongue and open lips and exploration, and with every moan he offered it directly into Dean's mouth like a morsel of sound to be eaten.

When he felt he was getting near, he started to clench and relax his muscles repeatedly to help bring Dean over the edge with him.

Lip-locked, he didn't want to let go even as he cried out from how good it was.

[hunterusheroicus]

He held the kiss as well, letting his groans and sounds of pleasure out against the other man's lips. The way Eliot's muscles tightened around him, milking him drove him almost over the edge and he let out a whine, shaking slightly.

"Fucking...come on, Eliot...wanna see you." He mumbled against his lips, never actually breaking the kiss.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot didn't bother protesting after that. When Dean brushed his slicked mushroom head a final time, he jerked and came in short bursts of milky seed. What he shouted was muffled against the hunter's mouth, but what his lips mumbled was terribly close to 'Dean'.

[hunterusheroicus]

He let himself be pulled over within moments of feeling Eliot come, pumping into him and whimpering. He leaned his forehead again the man's for a long moment as his body shook.

"Fuck." He pulled away slowly, collapsing on the bed next to Eliot. He shifted, pressing his head against Eliot's, forehead resting against his temple.

[golden_retriever]

It was a terribly intimate position to be in, even despite the two of them having fucked the hell out of each other. It was more than just physical intimacy, but an actual intimacy of the person with how Dean was leaning his forehead against him.

It felt right yet wrong at the same time, and for a moment Eliot was debating hazily on pulling away. Yet what he ended up doing, with a seeming calmness from his wolf inside, was put his arm around Dean to pull him closer.

Damnit, he didn't get intimate like this with guys. But looking at Dean, he didn't try to pull away.

"Mmmm... You still alive?"

[hunterusheroicus]

"Alive and amazingly fucked out." He chuckled, pausing when he felt the arm around him, drawing him closer. He bit his shoulder before throwing his arm over Eliot's waist, closing his eyes and relaxing.

"Still planning on doing what I said. Just...yeah need some time. Kinda wish I had your recovery time though." He smirked.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot debated on pulling away but Dean cuddling against him had him sigh and pull the man closer. It wasn't like they would see one another a week from now, perhaps not even come tomorrow.

"Too high a price to pay," he said quietly, eyes closing to nuzzle against Dean's neck. The more he smelled him, now added with his own scent too, the more it appealed him.

It was the most peaceful he felt in a while.

[hunterusheroicus]

Dean wasn't much of a cuddler on the best of days. Not even with girls he'd brought back to the hotel, but something made him actually want this and he was enjoying himself quite a bit.

"Yeah I know." He spoke softly, closing his eyes and tilting his head slightly to give Eliot better access. "So, where'd you learn to fight like that? I've never seen anyone move that fast. Hell I don't think I blinked the entire time." He smiled before pressing his lips against his in a slow, lazy kiss.

[golden_retriever]

Eliot shrugged a shoulder, the movement jostling slightly against Dean before Eliot settled again. "Work," he said, as general an answer as saying 'interest' would've been.

His past wasn't something he wanted to discuss, especially not to a one night stand who happened to be a hunter who may come after him one day. It was obvious Eliot had a history though, the scars on his body revealed as much.

"How'd you end up huntin' supernatural things?"

[hunterusheroicus]

He actually tensed up slightly at the question, the hand resting on Eliot's hip squeezing slightly. "A demon killed my mother when I was 4 and Sammy was 6 months old. The thing had been...feeding his blood to Sam and my mom walked in on it. He torched her on the ceiling of his nursery."

He sighed softly. "My dad started hunting then for revenge and we got pulled into it. Its honestly all I've ever known. I don't think I could be normal after the shit I've seen."

[golden_retriever]

Eliot felt the need to comfort Dean, his hand rubbing light circles in Dean's shoulder in reassurance. The two of them had things in common, but not their childhood. Eliot was sorry to hear the other man had such a tough time growing up. He couldn't imagine being forced into a life like that.

"I went into the army," Eliot revealed, feeling the need to return the favor to tell Dean at least that much. "It wasn't all that I wanted it to be." That young man who went into the field died a long time ago. A soldier remained, but jaded and made into a killer.