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Hunting Humanity II	By : greenwizard11 Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1195 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The Impala pulled into a Chicago motel parking lot with three silent passengers. San Francisco had not gone well. It had been Sam’s turn to fall for a monster, but it wasn’t his turn for a happy ending. They’d tried to find a cure. In fact, Liam had been holed up in their motel room for two days frantically searching for them. That was all Liam had been allowed to do. Unfortunately, unlike Liam as a vampire, the werewolf was not able to control herself, and in the end she had begged Sam to end her life so she didn’t hurt anyone else. He had granted the request.

“You okay, Sam?” Dean asked as he killed the engine.

Sam shook his head. “It shouldn’t have ended like that. We should’ve been able to find a cure. We did for Liam. You got him, and I got… You know what, let’s just get those papers and find another case. I’d really like to concentrate on work now.”

“At least he didn’t try to wrap you in bubble wrap,” Liam grumbled from the back seat while grabbing his bag.

“Don’t start!” Dean snapped. “You said yourself you’re rusty. That, and you’re not one hundred percent healed from being shot, and you’re still grieving for Alice. Add to all that you’re still not completely used to your human limitations as you put it, so yeah, I kept you on research. But in true Liam style, you didn’t fucking listen, did you? You had to go to the wharf on your own when you heard I was going to hunt the thing yourself.”

“I’m a free spirit, you can’t keep me locked up in motel rooms,” Liam argued. “Besides, it all turned out. Who actually got him?”

“You did, after four shots and him getting so close to you he managed to scratch you and then fell on you. That shit is exactly why I wanted you to hang back, observe, and help by doing research.”

“Is it going to be like this the rest of the year? Because, I gotta tell you, this fucking sucks! I can’t help that human eyesight is so fucking awful it’s harder to see in the dark and a challenge to aim a shoot.”

“Yeah, well, I’m thinking in investing in some handcuffs so I can cuff you to something and make absolutely sure you don’t run off on your own and get yourself killed!”

“That’s enough!” Sam shouted. “If I have to listen to the two of you bicker about this the rest of the night, I swear to God… Liam, I know it sucks for you, but you really should’ve listened. My brother is being protective of you because he loves you, and all the reasons already stated a hundred times are very good reasons to keep you out of the line of fire for now. You didn’t listen and you got hurt. Maybe it wasn’t bad this time, but it could’ve been. You’re not stupid, you know it could’ve been much worse but you got lucky. And Dean...” he turned to his brother. “He’s right, you can’t keep him locked in a motel room the rest of the year. As much as I’d really like to work, maybe we should take him to Bobby’s for a little while and actually train him.”

Dean sighed. “Maybe you’re right. I’ll call Bobby and let him know we’re coming. How long is it going to take to get your papers?”

“If I call him tonight, we can pick them up tomorrow afternoon,” Liam answered.

“We getting one room or two?” Sam asked.

“Just one,” Dean answered. “We’re only gonna be here two nights and I’m not really in the mood to fool around.”

“Okay,” Sam nodded and headed inside to get their room.

Dean turned in his seat to look back at Liam. “Look, I know me being protective is driving you crazy, but yeah, it’s because I love you more than anything. When I saw you out there in that alley and that werewolf went after you, babe, I’ve never been so scared. You promised to listen, and I really need you to keep your promise. We’re going to train you up and scrape off the rust, but until you get used to human senses and strength, fact is I’m going to be overprotective of you. I’m sorry if that frustrates you, but I’d rather have you a little miffed at me than dead.”

Liam sighed and leaned back against the seat. “Fine, I’ll be more careful. Just don’t keep trying to wrap me in bubble wrap. Hunting is dangerous, and like it or not, I’m going to end up in dangerous situations. Teach me how to get out of them as a human, okay?”

Sam came back with the room key and the three men grabbed their things and headed to the room. Liam sat on the edge of the bed and dug out his phone, searching through the contacts. Dean had added his number in there as well, and even Bobby and Natalie in case of emergency. He found the right number and pressed the send button. “Hey, Ernesto, it’s Liam. Yeah, I’m all right. Listen, I’m sure you’ve figured out I’m calling because I need your services again. Yeah, I need all the usual stuff again, plus a bit more.” He told the guy everything he needed, which was quite a bit. This time he needed various law enforcement badges too. They went over what names he wanted on which documents. “Hey, I know it’s asking a bit much, but I need these things in a hurry. You still got my photo from the last job by chance? Yeah, I know I’m a frequent customer. It’s because you do such good work. Awesome, use the same photo, cuz you’re right, I haven’t changed a bit as always. Alright, that seems fair. See you tomorrow.”

He hung up and lay back on the bed. “Everything set?” Dean asked.

“Yep, he put a rush on it for me. I can pick it up tomorrow night at five.”

“Out of curiosity, how much dough is this costing you?”

“Thirty five hundred.”

“Holy...” Dean shook his head. “I was gonna ask if you could get some stuff done for us if he’s really that good, but never mind…”

Liam shrugged. “Quality work at a rush isn’t cheap by any means.”

“Okay, well, let’s go find a diner and get some dinner,” Dean suggested.

Liam shook his head. “I’m going to a club.”

“The hell you are!” Dean cried, his eyes narrowing. “You really think I’m going to let you out of my sight?”

“Yeah, I do. Dean,” he sat up and took Dean’s hand. “I am miffed at you, and I need a little break. You and Sam could use a little brother time too I’m sure. You guys were close before I came along, and since then you’re entire focus has been on me. Right now we’re in one of my favorite cities. I have been here many times all by myself, and while things do change here and there over the years, I pretty much know this place like the back of my hand. We’re not chasing down a monster here. I’m sure there’s at least one nasty somewhere in this big city, but you really can’t keep me locked up for my own protection unless you want me to grow to really hate you. You’ve got to start trusting me. You and I, we like different things, and that’s okay. I could try and drag you with, but you won’t have any fun yet again. You made sure I have your number, and if I get into trouble, I’ll call you.”

Dean shook his head and was quiet for a moment as he thought it all over. “Fine, but be careful,” he said finally. “If you’re going to be gone for more than an hour or two check in with me. If you don’t, so help me I will scour the city for your ass and then I’ll microchip you like a dog. I need to know you’re safe.”

Liam nodded. “Thank you,” he said as he gave Dean a soft kiss and headed out.

He knew exactly where he wanted to go, his favorite gay club. He hopped on a bus and headed straight there. A smile appeared on his lips when he saw the outside again. He could hear the beat of the music from the street. He headed right in and paid the cover charge at the door after showing his ID. A really good song was playing over the sound system that assaulted even human ears. Liam wondered how he was able to stand the place with vampire senses. Flashing colored lights blinking in a seemingly random pattern cut through the darkness revealing how packed the dance floor was with bodies moving to the music. Now this was his idea of fun.

He went over to the bar and took a seat. When the bartender saw him he ordered a whiskey sour. Enjoying alcohol was one of the things he got to do now. He remembered how the wine the other night had gone right to his head and made him a little bit tipsy, but it hadn’t been too bad. It was time to experiment with something a little harder.

He just sat there for a little while, rocking to the music in his seat while sipping the drink. After a little bit a tall guy with broad shoulders, blond hair, and intense green eyes came over to him. The guy was dressed in jeans and an un tucked black button up shirt. “Hi there,” he gave Liam a friendly smile. “I come here a lot and haven’t seen you before. You new in town?”

Liam returned the smile. “Yeah, just here on business.” The guy was seriously hot, and at one time Liam would’ve jumped him. He wasn’t a cheater though, so he had to content himself with just looking.

“Wanna dance?” the guy asked.

“Sure,” Liam answered and let himself get led out onto the dance floor. It was just dancing, right? He wasn’t going to fuck the guy, even though he kind of wanted to. Love won out over lust.

They found a little space on the floor and started moving to the beat of the music. Liam’s new friend got a little close, grinding up against him a bit. Liam should have said something and stopped it since the guy was clearly interested in him, but he didn’t. He was having fun, and it was very flattering that someone that hot would have the hots for him too. Even when the guy put his hands on him he just kept dancing.

After a bit the guy led him back to the bar for a break. They ordered drinks and started talking. The guy’s name was Ethan, and if he was to be believed, he was a cop. Liam went with the traveling insurance salesman story that Dean had fed George at the funeral. When Ethan asked him back out onto the dance floor Liam went. It had already been two hours and he should’ve been checking in with Dean, but he was so into his new friend it slipped his mind. An hour later his phone rang in his pocket, but he never heard it over the music.

The hours slipped past, Liam and Ethan going between the bar and the dance floor. Liam’s phone rang quite a few times, but he never noticed it. It was two in the morning when Ethan pulled him out of the club into the refreshing night air. The beautiful man pulled Liam into a passionate kiss. Liam moved to push him away, but then he felt the muscles under that shirt and he melted into his new friend. He’d had quite a few drinks and he wasn’t exactly thinking clearly.

Ethan pulled back, smiling at him. “You know, you’re really not supposed to go home with strangers, but you can trust me, I’m a cop.”

“And what if you’re lying about that to get me to trust you?” Liam’s words were heavily slurred.

Ethan laughed. “I could be, but if you come home with me anyway I’ll prove it by showing you my uniform.”

Liam laughed and shook his head. Ethan claimed his mouth again and grabbed his ass firmly. “I can’t...” Liam pushed him way this time. “I have a boyfriend.”

Ethan looked pretty upset at that bit of information. “Why didn’t you tell me that sooner?”

Liam shrugged. “I don’t know. I was having a really good time with you I guess.”

Ethan nodded. “I see.” He brushed a hand against Liam’s cheek. “Well then, maybe you could come home with me anyway and we can have an even better time. What your boyfriend doesn’t know won’t hurt him.”

“No,” Liam shook his head. “I can’t do that.”

His phone rang again, and this time he heard it. “Oh, god, I was supposed to check in,” he finally remembered. In his drunken state it never occurred to him to actually answer the call. “He must be worried sick.” When the phone stopped ringing he took it out of his pocket to look at it. That was when he saw the time and that he had thirty seven missed calls from Dean. “Fuck! I really gotta get back to the motel.”

“Okay, well, clearly you’re wasted,” Ethan said. “At least let me take you back to your motel so I can see that you’re safe. I really am a cop, and I like you, so if you wander off on your own I’ll worry.”

“I like you too,” Liam admitted. “Okay, you can escort me, but don’t try anything.”

Ethan led Liam to his car and Liam gave him the name and address of the motel. They talked a little more as Ethan drove. Twenty minutes later they were at the motel. Ethan even got out and walked him to the door. The light was on in the room. Liam didn’t have the key so he had to knock.

Dean answered, looking livid. “Where the fuck have you been, Liam! I called and called, and you never picked up. I was going out of my fucking mind!” It was then he noticed Ethan and his eyes narrowed. “Who are you?”

Ethan gave an awkward smile. “Chicago P.D. door to door service. You must be the boyfriend. I wouldn’t bother yelling at him because he’s completely sloshed and won’t remember anything in the morning anyway probably. I’m um, just escorting him back to make sure he’s returned to you safe and sound.”

“Yeah, well, thanks,” Dean said curtly, puling Liam inside and slamming the door. “Seriously, Liam, every time I put a little faith in you, you fucking blow it!”

“I’m sorry!” Liam cried. “I was just having a really good time and I forgot. I didn’t mean to.”

“Well, I’m so glad you had a good time because you know where I’ve been? Right fucking here all night going through hell! I mean, you weren’t picking up when I called so for all I knew you were dead in a ditch somewhere. Now tell me,” he pointed at the door, “did you fuck that guy? Tell me the truth because if you lie and I ever find out it’ll be a hundred times worse for you than if you just admit it now.”

“No!” Liam insisted. “All we did was dance, drink, and talk. Well, he did kiss me, but… He asked me back to his place, but I told him no because I was with someone, so he brought me back here.”

Liam moved to go to the bathroom but he ended up walking straight into the closed door and falling back. Dean rushed to catch him so he didn’t get hurt. “You’re really strong,” Liam giggled. “Ethan was really strong too.”

Dean shook his head. “You’re very wasted, so I’ll let that slide,” he said as he helped Liam into the bathroom to do his business. Then he helped Liam out of his clothes and into bed where the blond promptly passed out.

“Think he told the truth?” Sam asked from his bed.

Dean sighed. “I want to believe him. Of all the stupid shit he’s done he hasn’t lied to me as far as I know. So I guess I will believe him until I get evidence otherwise.” Dean undressed and crawled into bed, pulling his sleeping lover into a tight embrace. “Just… thank fuck you’re okay,” he said before turning out the light.

When Liam’s eyes opened again he suddenly wished for death. His head was pounding, his stomach was really not happy, and his mouth felt like it was full of glue. “Rise and shine!” Dean said as he threw the curtains open and let bright sunlight stream through the room.

Liam groaned and tried to shield his eyes. “Must you be so cruel?”

“After what you did to me last night, yes.”

“You’ll have to refresh my memory.”

“Let’s see, I told you to check in, and you didn’t. I called you a whole bunch of times, and you never answered. It crossed my mind a few times that my dad had tracked you down and finished the job, and when I finally saw you again it would be to identify your corpse!”

“I’m sorry,” Liam sat up and rubbed his temples. “I didn’t pick up when you called because I never heard it. The music was way too loud. And from what I remember, I didn’t check in because time got away from me. I didn’t realize how late it was. I really am sorry you were worried.”

Dean sighed heavily and sat on the edge of the bed. “Tell me again you didn’t fuck that guy who brought you back.”

“He brought me back?” Liam blinked. “That was nice of him.”

“Answer the question.”

Liam had to think a moment. “I don’t think I did. I know I had no intention of it when I went out on the dance floor with him. I remember he was really friendly while we danced, but as far as I can remember nothing happened.”

“Last night you said he kissed you.”

Liam shook his head. “I don’t remember that, but if I said he did last night then he probably did. Why are you asking me again?”

“To see if your story changed any now that you’re sober.”

“And did it?”

“A little. You went from absolutely not last night to now you don’t remember.”

Liam sighed. “I really don’t remember much of anything after a few drinks. But like I just said, I’m pretty sure nothing happened except making a new friend.” He put a hand on Dean’s arm. “I love you. Don’t you trust me?”

“I did, but then you didn’t check in like I told you to do. You’ve got yourself in another mess that looks really bad from where I sit.” Dean got up and went into the bathroom. He came back with a cup of water and two ibuprofen. “Here,” he handed them over. “Take these, drink all the water, then take a hot shower. That should make you feel a little better.” He kissed the top of Liam’s head. “I love you too. You have no idea how relieved I was when you came back alive and unharmed. You also have no idea how jealous I was when I saw that other man with you. He was gorgeous.”

Liam chuckled. “Oh yeah, he was hot. However, I have a very strong emotional attachment to you.” He took the pills and downed the water before pulling Dean in for another tender kiss.

“I’m very glad you have that attachment,” Dean gave him a little smile.

Just then Liam’s phone rang. The caller ID said it was Ethan. Liam’s brows furrowed as he picked it up to answer. “Hello? Hi, yeah, I have a hangover, but otherwise I’m okay. Um, how did you get my number and then your number in my phone? Oh, right, yeah, I must’ve been really drunk. Well, thanks for seeing me back safe, but I gotta get myself up and running because duty calls. Yes, I’ll be careful, I always am. You be careful too. Yeah, I’ll keep in touch. Bye.”

When he hung up Dean’s jaw was clenched. “I see you know how to answer a phone when it’s him calling.”

Liam sighed and rubbed his face. “Let’s not start again. Yes, when I’m sober and not in a club where I can’t hear it, I answer the phone. Can’t I have a friend?”

“One who’s not a hunter and wants in your pants? No. He told you to be careful. You didn’t tell him what we do did you?”

Liam rolled his eyes. “I’m not that stupid. I told him we were traveling insurance salesman like you told George. He said knocking on strange doors can be dangerous, and I should be careful. Why can’t I have a friend that’s not a hunter?”

“Because only other hunters understand. If you stay friends with this guy you’ll just have to keep lying to him constantly. Is that the kind of relationship you want?”

Liam put his face and his hands. “This is nuts.”

Dean took both of Liam’s hands in his and held them. “Hunting is a very isolating and lonely life. I know it sucks, and I’ve got my brother, but I’ve never really had anyone else. If this isn’t what you want just tell me now. I’ll let you go and you can have a normal life with tall and handsome.”

Liam was quiet for a moment. “I don’t want tall and handsome, I want you. I mean, not that you’re not handsome… You know what I mean. I guess I just have to get used to things again.”

Dean nodded. “Yeah, I know what you mean. But what I want is for you to be happy and not miserable.”

Sam came in then with bags of food. “Everything good?”

“I think so,” Liam answered. “I’m just gonna go take a shower.” He got up and headed into the bathroom.

Sam gave his brother a look as he set the food down. “Sammy, I think I might’ve made a huge mistake,” Dean sighed as he dug for a breakfast sandwich.

“Because of last night? I know him not answering the phone really stressed you out, but he didn’t mean to. And that guy, I really think he only has eyes for you.”

“It’s everything. He wanted to go have fun because he wasn’t happy. Now that he’s human I don’t think he’s suited for this life.”

Sam sat down beside his brother. “Give him time. You and I, we grew up in this life and it’s all we’ve ever known. And in his defense, you were trying to wrap him in bubble wrap. That would annoy me too. We’ll get him to Bobby’s and train him and see where that goes, okay? He’s got the potential to be a good hunter.”

“Okay,” Dean nodded and started on his sandwich.

They spent the rest of the day just hanging around the motel room. Not much more was said, especially not about the night before. They mostly just watched TV, Dean and Liam snuggling on their bed. When it was time to go Liam got dressed and they headed out.

The first stop was the bank so Liam could get the cash. He put it in a white envelope, folded it up, and stuffed it in his pocket. He knew right where he was going. They headed to a typical run down neighborhood with buildings in obvious disrepair. Kids of all ages were out playing in the streets and on stoops. A few people poked their heads out the window to look at the newcomers they didn’t recognize walking down the street. Sam and Dean were a little tense, but Liam wasn’t bothered. He came down here every time he needed papers, and nothing had ever happened.

Liam turned down an alley and standing by a dumpster was an older looking Hispanic man with graying long hair and mustache. He was holding a large manila envelope that looked stuffed full. Liam walked right up to him. “Hello, Ernesto.”

“Hey, Blondie, what’s up?” Ernesto drew him in for a quick embrace. “Who are they?” he motioned to Sam and Dean.

“They’re friends of mine. They’re cool.”

Ernesto gave them a little nod. “If Blondie says you’re cool...”

“Blondie?” Dean raised an eyebrow.

“Yeah, a little nickname for a good customer,” Ernesto smiled.

“Got the goods?” Liam asked.

Ernesto shook the envelope. “It wasn’t easy getting all this stuff for you so quick, but since it’s you...”

“Can I see?”

“Of course!”

Ernesto handed over the envelope and Liam started looking in it. Everything he’d requested was there, just how he wanted it. He opened up the FBI badge and looked it over. “Holy shit, that’s really good,” Dean commented.

“I only do good work,” Ernesto said. “Now, Blondie, do you have the agreed upon price?”

“You know I do,” Liam said as he pulled the envelope with the cash out and handed it over.

Ernesto took it and shoved it in his pocket. “Because you’ve never tried to stiff me before, I’m not even going to count it. Have yourselves a wonderful day.” He gave them a little wave and walked away.

Dean put a hand on Liam’s shoulder. “Okay, you’ve got your papers. Let’s get out of here now.”

Liam nodded and they headed to the nearest bus stop to go back to the motel. He dropped his shiny new ID’s into his bag and they went back to a nearby diner for dinner. “Okay, so, Bobby is expecting us tomorrow afternoon,” Dean said while they waited for their food. “He said he’ll even help train Liam. I guess he feels better now that you’re human instead of… you know...”

“I know,” Liam sighed. “Does he know about the other thing?”

Dean nodded. “I told him what I did, and he nearly took my ear off yelling at me. Then when he calmed down he promised to help us with that too.”

“Not the same way your father did, I hope,” Liam was a little worried.

“No, he won’t do that. He’s more level headed than our father. He knows that ship has long sailed anyway. You’ve been alive too long to give the gift back. Hopefully my dad gets that through his thick skull too. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna let anything happen to you.”

Liam nodded and squeezed Dean’s hand under the table. Their food was brought out and they ate quietly, going back to the motel when they were finished. “Wanna play cards?” Sam asked. “I can teach you poker.”

“You teach him poker?” Dean laughed. “We both know I’m better it than you are.”

“I know poker,” Liam chuckled. “I don’t think the rules have changed much in the last eighty or so years. I just can’t hear heartbeats anymore to know when a person is bluffing. I kinda miss that. Anyway, what I can do is teach you two a game called Egyptian rat screw.”

“That sounds dirty,” Dean smirked. “I like it.”

Liam rolled his eyes and took the deck of cards out of Sam’s hand. He sat down on the bed and explained the rules. They were pretty simple and straightforward. The three of them started playing, and before long they were all laughing and playfully slapping each other. It was like the Monopoly game all over again, except Natalie was missing.

Sam seemed to notice that too. “I’m gonna call Natalie and let her know we’re okay,” he said when they finished playing. He grabbed his phone and headed outside.

“I’m gonna get a shower before bed,” Dean said as he headed into the bathroom leaving Liam alone.

Liam sighed and gathered up the cards to put them away. Then he lay down on the bed and stared up at the ceiling, thinking about the last couple of days. Was this really the life he wanted? He didn’t remember things being quite this way with Jason. Sure, there had been research, but there had also been action, which Dean was leaving him out of. He knew it was because he was a squishy human now, and Dean wanted to protect him. Still… Jason had also had a home, which they had spent some time in as a normal couple, at least as normal as a hunter and vampire could get. Sam and Dean were nomads in every sense of the word. It was just going to be a string of seedy motel after seedy motel.

With a sigh Liam rolled over onto his side. He didn’t have to decide anything right then. It was going to take some time for him to figure out whether or not he wanted to stay with Dean and live like this, or part ways and go after a normal life. He loved Dean very much, so it was going to be a very hard decision to make.

Sam came back in, looking a little happier. “Natalie says hi, and she’s glad you’re doing okay. You are doing okay, right?”

“Not really,” Liam rolled over to face him.

“What’s wrong?” Sam moved over to sit by him.

“It’s this life. It’s only been a few days, and I don’t know how you do it.”

Sam chuckled. “It’s an acquired taste. I didn’t like it much when I was younger either. In fact, I went to college for a few years to escape it. But Dad disappeared and my girlfriend was murdered by the same thing that murdered our mother, so, I got drawn back into it.”

“Do you ever feel like you want to go back to college?”

“Yeah, sometimes. I think all hunters question their choices once in a while because it’s a hard life. But then I see how much good we’ve done, and that makes it worth it.”

Liam snorted. “We didn’t do that much good in San Francisco. Sorry, shouldn’t have brought that up.”

“It’s okay. No, we didn’t get a happy ending for me or her, but we did do some good. We stopped the murders. Wait for a case that’s a little more cut and dried and you’ll see. Dean really loves you, you know.”

“I know, and I love him. That’s why this is so hard. I love you too, as a friend of course.”

“Of course,” Dean nodded.

They stopped talking when Dean came out of the bathroom. “Time for bed?”

“Yeah,” Sam nodded. “We’ll want to get up and eat and stuff early so we can get a good start.”

They all climbed into bed, Liam lying with his back to Dean. Dean wrapped an arm around his waist and settled in himself. Liam was able to drift off to sleep, but was woken a little while later by two slick fingers probing his ass. He inhaled sharply and suppressed a moan as his prostate was rubbed in just the right way. “What are you-” he started to whisper.

Dean shushed him. “Don’t say anything… unless it’s to tell me no,” Dean whispered in his ear.

They hadn’t been together in that way since before he was turned human. Even though it would only cloud his current situation, Liam found himself pressing back against those fingers and squeezing them with his muscles. It just felt too good to resist. Dean finger fucked him for a few minutes before pulling away. Liam let out a sigh at feeling empty again, but he would soon feel the tip of Dean’s slicked up cock pressed against his puckered opening.

Liam willed himself to relax as Dean pressed forward. There was a little more pain than before, but nothing he couldn’t handle. “Oh god, you’re warm inside now,” Dean breathed.

Liam could just barely make out Sam’s sleeping form in the bed across from them. This was absolutely insane, but Liam remained as quiet as he could while Dean’s hand started to explore his chest and his cock sank all the way into him. Dean’s tongue slid up the edge of his ear before gently biting it as he started thrusting in and out, gently at first.

The hand on his chest moved to grab his now erect cock and stroke it. Liam let himself get lost in the sensations and the sound of Dean’s heavy breathing in his ear. His own heart was starting to beat faster, causing him to gasp for air as well. His ass pushed back against Dean, and he made a very soft squeaking sound when Dean started nibbling on the side of his neck. It was really difficult to remain quiet.

When Dean started to really pound into him Sam stirred slightly, but Dean never missed a beat. Dean was probably too far gone to care at that point. The hand on his cock sped up, causing a very soft moan to escape his lips. When Dean slammed hard into him and choked back a cry, that caused Liam to fall over the edge into his own climax. He bit the pillow as hot cum shot out of him for the first time in over three centuries.

Dean held him close for a few minutes, planting light kisses on his shoulder while still inside him. Once Dean caught his breath he pulled out of Liam and handed him a pair of dirty boxers. “Clean up as best you can,” he instructed.

Liam tried to clean up the spilled white stuff, but it was hard to see in the dark. He handed the boxers back and Dean cleaned himself off before tossing them back to the floor. Then he pulled Liam onto his back and claimed his mouth in a kiss. “Go back to sleep,” Dean said as he stroked Liam’s cheek and made himself comfortable again. Liam was very relaxed after their little romp, and it wasn’t hard to fall back into dream land himself.
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