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Hunting Humanity	By : greenwizard11 Category: Supernatural > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1867 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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When Liam woke he was alone in the bed. He opened his eyes to find Dean sitting over at the desk cleaning his weapons. The man had already gotten up, showered, and dressed. He looked over when he heard Liam stir and gave him a warm smile. “Nice to see you back among the living.”

Liam stretched and sat up. “Would be nicer if you were over here with me.”

“It would,” Dean agreed, reassembling the gun he’d been working on. “But I ended up doing more thinking than sleeping.”

“And?” Liam asked as he got up and started digging through his bag for clean clothes.

Dean started putting everything away. “And everything is starting to settle down and become more clear to me.”

“I hope I’ll like what your mind is settling on.”

“I hope you do too,” Dean said as he moved over to Liam to wrap an arm around his waist just like the trucker had done, only this was much more pleasant. “Because I care a lot about you.”

“You do?” That drew a wide smile out of Liam.

Dean nodded. “I really do. You’re a vampire and I’m a hunter, but I’ve decided I don’t care about that anymore. What Natalie said was right, you’re first and foremost a person who just happens to be cursed. We’re trying to remove that curse. And if I’m bisexual, I don’t care about that either. You were right, there are tons of gay and bisexual men in the world. I’ve never had feelings like this for a guy before, but I do now, and I can’t just deny them because I’m afraid of what it might mean. Like I said, this is scary as hell. I’ve been burned before, and it’s made me very guarded. But you know what they say, without risk there can be no reward. Last night cuddling and being close to you made me happy like I haven’t been since the last time I was in love. I know there are no guarantees in life. Something could happen to either one of us at any given moment, or we could one day have a big fight and break up. That would hurt, but I think it would be worth what time we get together.”

Liam didn’t quite know what to say. His hand reached up to cup Dean’s cheek and he pressed his lips to the hunter’s. It seemed everything was working itself out. “Does this mean you’ll turn me squishy?”

Dean chuckled. “You really are obsessed with that, aren’t you? Yes, I’ll turn you squishy, but you better keep your promise and listen to me.”

Liam was so happy he jumped onto Dean with his arms wrapped around the hunter’s neck and his legs around his waist. There was a knock at the door and Dean moved to answer it with Liam still attached. Sam gawked at the sight in front of him. “He’s just really really happy,” Dean explained.

“Dude, I don’t need to know the details,” Sam said as he came in and shut the door with a bag of food for Dean.

“Get your mind out of the gutter, you pervert!”

“I’m the pervert?” Sam’s eyebrows raised. “Dean, you’re the one who... nevermind...”

“He’s the one who what?” Liam asked, lowering his legs and letting go of Dean.

“Let’s just say the really likes his porn,” Sam sighed and took a seat at the desk.

Liam shrugged. “He doesn’t need it anymore,” he smirked, patting Dean’s shoulder.

“Like I said, really don’t wanna know the details,” Sam said as he handed out the white paper bag to his brother.

Dean took the bag, settling on the bed with it. “Did you at least bring me some pie this time?”

“Yes,” Sam sighed. “What is it with you and pie?”

Dean shrugged. “I just like it.”

Liam dug in the cooler for his meal. “Would a salad once in a while kill you?” He wanted Dean to be around for a long time. Something bad happening on a hunt he couldn’t control, but diet could be helped. Heart attacks could be prevented.

“Do I look like a rabbit to you?” Dean said as he dug into yet another greasy burger.

Liam sighed and took the blood bag into the bathroom to drink it down. Then he tossed the empty bag and went back out to sit by Dean who was now working on a piece of apple pie. Dean’s confession of not wanting fight his feelings anymore and the promise to turn Liam human again had made the vampire’s day. It was like Christmas had come early. Now they just had to get the items needed and return to Memphis.

As soon as Dean finished eating they were packed up and back on the road again. Dean did seem much happier to Liam now that the guy didn’t have a war of emotion going on inside his head. The vampire couldn’t help but think about what he wanted to have happen when they stopped again. The next step was a big one, and he just hoped it wouldn’t be too much for Dean.

As usual they made one stop halfway through the night. Liam put gas in the car and drank another bag of blood while he waited. Soon the blood thing would be over and done with. It had taken three hundred and seventeen years, but the end of his hell was so near he could taste it. That and he got Dean. He guessed they were officially together anyway.

They drove until just an hour before sunrise this time, pulling into the parking lot of another seedy motel. Sam got his room and Liam got one for him and Dean. The vampire had to admit he was a little nervous about this stop.

They both put their bags on the floor and began to get undressed. This time it was Dean who put his hands on Liam’s shoulders and guided him to sit on the edge of the bed. “Hold on,” Liam said before Dean could do what he was intending.

“Problem?” Dean asked, looking a little confused.

“I was just wondering, what you said earlier, does that mean you do claim me officially?”

“It does,” Dean nodded. “I guess you wanna talk some more about it before we continue.”

“No,” Liam said, taking Dean’s hand and looking up into his eyes. “I was thinking more like taking things to the next level.”

“There’s another level?” Dean asked with a confused look, sinking down onto the bed beside Liam.

Liam nodded. “Vampires mate for life, or they’re supposed to anyway. I don’t often do anything I’m supposed to. Anyway, when a vampire chooses a mate a sort of link develops.”

“What kind of link?” Dean was looking a little nervous.

“A psychic one,” Liam answered honestly. “I know you’re not good with your own emotions, and I don’t mean to put more in your head, but... we would be able to feel each other.”

Dean looked at the floor for a moment before turning back to his companion. “And how would we...?”

“We just have to mate.”

Dean shook his head. “I don’t know if I can do that. Hands and mouths are one thing... And if what you’re saying is true, that it’ll cause us to be psychically linked, that’s just too big a step. I only decided this morning that I want you in my life.”

“I understand,” Liam nodded. He wasn’t going to force Dean into anything. “But whenever you are ready to get Stephen out of my head, let me know.”

“Wait, what? Who’s Stephen and why is he in your head?” Dean looked a little unsettled by that.

“That guy I was with in Memphis,” Liam explained. “To be perfectly honest my mind was pretending he was you the whole time, but I... and we... He occupies the mate space in my head right now. I don’t pay him much mind, but I can tell you, he’s really missing me.”

Dean’s jaw clenched at the information. “He doesn’t deserve to be there.”

As if that suddenly changed his mind, Dean pressed Liam back on the bed, kissing him deeply. “I want you.”

Liam looked up into Dean’s eyes, his own gaze searching. “I want you too, but are you sure?”

“Yes,” Dean said without any hesitation.

Liam got up and started digging in his bag for the lube, handing the plastic bottle to Dean when he found it. “That stuff is very important. You’ll need lots of it.” Then he crawled back on the bed and got settled on his back with his legs spread and his ass angled upward a little bit. Normally he did the giving, but it would be easier on Dean for him to receive for now. Maybe one day...

Dean looked at the bottle for a moment before opening the cap and squirting a little onto his fingers. He moved over to where Liam lay as he licked his lips and reached for that puckered opening. One slick finger circled the ring of muscle before slipping inside Liam’s body.

Liam let out a soft little moan and squeezed the finger inside him. That finger was joined by a second and they curiously probed his insides. Dean managed to find his prostate and Liam gasped, his head going back as pleasure shot through him like lightning. Dean noticed the reaction and continued to press against that spot. “Like that do you?” Dean smirked.

Liam only nodded, causing Dean to chuckle. “I like making you feel good. Should I stop teasing you now?”

“Yes!” Liam cried, anxious to be completely filled by this man, along with everything else that he knew would go with it.

Dean chuckled again and removed his fingers. Liam whimpered at the loss of contact, but he knew something better was coming. Dean took the bottle of lube and squirted a generous amount into the palm of his hand. Liam watched him, biting his lip in anticipation as the hunter coated his cock. It was pretty clear that Dean was a little nervous about this, but he settled between Liam’s legs, gazing down at the vampire while he got into position.

There would be a little more teasing before there was pressure. Dean’s slick cock slid easily inside Liam, the vampire closing his eyes and enjoying the sensations. “Am I hurting you?” Dean asked with concern in his voice.

“No,” Liam shook his head. “Just keep going slow.” There was a tiny bit of pain, which wasn’t surprising since it had been so long since he’d done this. It wasn’t anything to worry Dean with though.

Dean did as told, slowly pushing himself all the way in. When Liam opened his eyes he found Dean’s gaze staring directly into his. When Dean’s hips were finally pressed against Liam’s ass he sat still for a minute, taking it all in. Liam felt the shift. His ties to Stephen quickly dissolved, and there was only Dean, inside both his head and his body. The vampire seriously hoped this wouldn’t freak Dean out.

As if to ease his fears, Dean lowered himself to kiss Liam passionately while his hips started to rock in slow gentle thrusts. Liam moaned into his mouth, pressing back against him. Dean started thrusting in at different angles, trying to find his sweet spot again. When he hit it Liam cried out in pleasure, his back arching. Dean started pushing a little harder against it, his breath coming in short ragged gasps.

Liam’s hands moved to wrap around Dean and press into his back. Then the vampire’s hand moved between them to grasp his own cock and stroke it in time to Dean’s movements. Dean’s hand moved Liam’s out of the way and he took over the motion. “Fuck!” Liam hissed. “Just like that!”

Dean’s mouth moved down to the vampire’s neck, pinching the sensitive flesh lightly between his teeth. Liam closed his eyes and opened his mouth in a silent groan. Dean licked up the front of Liam’s throat to the tip of his chin before claiming his mouth again. All Liam felt through the bond they’d created was love and desire. That mixed with Dean moving inside him brushing up against that wonderful bundle of nerves and that hand on his cock, it was just too much.

“Oh, god, Dean!” Liam cried out as his release hit him and his muscles clamped around Dean’s length in spasms. Dean made a few hard thrusts before his own orgasm washed over him. He kept sliding into Liam until it was over, then he collapsed on his companion, covered in a light sheen of sweat and panting heavily. His heart thundered in the vampire’s ears as he nuzzled against his lover and tried to recover his breath.

“I’d move, but I don’t want to,” Dean said, his softening dick still buried inside the vampire.

“And I don’t want you to move,” Liam smiled, lovingly kissing Dean’s cheek.

They both jumped when they heard a clicking a sound and turned their eyes toward the door where the sound was coming from. The door opened and none other than John Winchester stepped inside and closed the door behind him. The man took one look at the sight before him and his eyes narrowed. “Get the hell away from him, you overgrown leech!” he growled.

Dean sat up, looking both angry and embarrassed at the compromising situation he’d been caught in. “Dad, don’t you knock!?”

The look of cold rage and disgust on John’s face made Liam tense in fear. Dean felt it and placed a hand the vampire’s shoulder to try and calm him. “It’s okay, Liam, get dressed. Dad, could you at least turn around so we can get dressed in private?”

“It sure as hell is not okay!” John shouted, but turned his back on the other two men.

The two men got out of the bed to at least find their boxers and jeans and put them back on. “Dad, everything is fine. In case you haven’t already figured it out, Liam wasn’t lying to us about any of it. When you disappeared we went to see Bobby’s contact, Professor Lockhart, in Memphis. He found the spell we needed to get Liam human again, and we’re on a mission to get all the items. In fact, we’re almost to Portland, where the first item is.”

John turned back around when he figured it was safe and glared daggers at Liam who swallowed hard under the icy gaze. “In case you care, I found the Colt, and I have it.” That sentence really did not ease Liam’s fears.

“What do you mean, in case I care?” Dean shot a glare back at his father. “You were the one who left us without a word. I’m glad you have it, and I’m glad you’re okay. Now, what are you doing here?”

“I had to make sure you boys were all right, given your... current company... Because of what I just saw, I’d say I’ve found the perfect test subject for the Colt.” He reached into his waistband and pulled out the gun that had been in the drawing, aiming it at Liam. In a split second the vampire went from unease to full on overwhelming terror. He dashed into the bathroom as fast as he could and slammed the door shut, locking it. “A locked door isn’t gonna save your ass!”

Dean took a step toward his father to stop him, but doubled over, a hand on his head and one on his stomach. His features scrunched up as if he were in pain. “Son, what’s wrong?” John asked with concern.

“The fear...” Dean answered. “It’s only been a little while and I’m not used to this. It’s so strong. Dad, put the gun away. He’s fucking terrified!”

“You mean to tell me you bonded with that thing!” John growled, pointing at the locked door.

“He’s not a thing, Dad! And yeah, I did. Before you ask, yes, he told me what was going to happen before I did it. I knew exactly what I was doing. Now, can you please calm the fuck down and listen to reason?”

“You’re the one who needs to listen to reason,” John said, moving over to the bathroom door and kicking it in.

Liam backed up toward the window. Tears were in his eyes and his lip was trembling. “Please don’t...” he begged.

John pulled a small knife from his jacket pocket, the blade streaked in dead man’s blood. Before Liam could react he grabbed the vampire roughly by the hair and stabbed him in the belly. Liam’s body convulsed, and in a few seconds he fell to the floor limp and unconscious.

Dean raced over to Liam, knocking his father out of the way and kneeling down beside his lover. His own gaze was filled with rage as he pulled the knife from Liam’s body and tossed it aside. “Dad, what did you just do?”

“Made it so you can talk to me with a clear head. Can you still feel him?”

“No,” Dean shook his head as he stood up. “There was a full on panic attack inside my head, and now, silence. Why do you have to be such a raging jackass?”

“Don’t talk like that to me!” John snapped. “Your precious vampire will be fine, maybe... You’ve got five minutes to convince me not to blow its god damned head off for defiling you.”

“He didn’t defile me!” Dean shouted. “What you walked in on was the tail end of consensual sex between two adults. Just because one of them happens to not have a pulse, that does not make what we did wrong.”

John looked like he might throw up. “Yeah, it does. That is a vampire,” he pointed to Liam. “We kill them, we do not fuck them!”

“Shit happened. I gave him a chance and I got to know him. If you would pull your head out of your ass for two seconds you’d also see that he’s different. He has a soul, Dad. And I’m not just taking the words of some demons either. I saw it. When I was out of my body and he did that spell to put me back in, I saw his soul for myself. Because I’ve spent my whole life trying to be just like you, I didn’t want to believe it at first. Then I saw how loving and caring he was with Alice and I couldn’t deny it anymore.”

John crossed his arms. “That’s all well and good, but that doesn’t explain why I found you naked in bed with it.”

“Quit calling him an it! What you walked in on... that’s because I fell in love with him. Yeah, I said it. I tried to fight that too, but the fact of the matter is I fell in love with a cursed person who doesn’t have a pulse. He makes me happy. Is that enough reason for you to let him live in peace? Do I not deserve a little happiness in this fucked up life?”

John’s features softened a bit. “You deserve a little bit of happiness. But for fuck’s sake, why can’t it be with a flesh and blood human being?”

Dean shrugged. “Why is the sky blue? I don’t know the answer to that either. All I know is being with him is the best I’ve felt in a very long time. And anyway, he’ll be human once we get all the ingredients and do the spell. Then will he be good enough for your son?”

“No, but you win, for now. I won’t kill him as long as from now on you two get separate beds and keep your hands off each other until he’s human.”

“Fine, whatever... Now go stay with Sam in room two-nineteen, or get your own room. I don’t care what the fuck you do as long as you don’t come back here.”

“I guess I’ll go check in on Sam,” John said as he left the room.

Dean sank back to the bathroom floor next to Liam and pulled the vampire’s head in his lap, stroking his hair until he heard a soft groan. He felt the fear start to return so he put a hand on Liam’s chest. “It’s okay, babe, he’s gone.”

“What happened?” Liam asked, trying to sit up but he was a little woozy.

“Take it easy. My dad wanted to have a little chat without your fear clouding my brain. So, we had a chat and he left.”

Liam frowned. “I’m sorry about that, I-”

“Don’t apologize. You did nothing wrong. My dad had a gun that’s supposed to be able to kill anything and you were afraid for your life. That’s a pretty normal reaction.”

“Can we get up off the floor now?”

“Yeah, here, let me help you.” Dean got to his feet and leaned down to grab Liam’s hand and help him up. Liam leaned on his companion as the pair made their way to the bed. They both took their clothes back off and climbed in.

Dean pulled Liam close, nuzzling into him. “I know you’re really shaken up. I can’t honestly blame you. Knowing he’s here with that gun and can get into our room, it has me a little on edge too. But please, try and get some rest. You’ve just been poisoned, so you need it.”

Liam nodded and closed his eyes, trying to relax and rest. It wasn’t easy, but eventually an uneasy sleep claimed him.
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