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He Likes Control	By : quigonrules Category: G through L > Gilmore Girls Views: 9860 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I own nothing of GG, it is all owned by the wonderful Amy Sherman-Palladino. I make no money from this story.

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Dean smiled to himself as he walked down the street. He couldn’t believe that he finally had Rory back. He had already mentally separated from his wife Lindsay, but now he actually had to do it. Getting caught by Lorelai the night before made him realize that as much as he loved what had happened, it did happen in the wrong order. He would try to make it right now though. Sighing, he ran his fingers through his hair. Even though he didn’t love Lindsay, he had never loved her, he still didn’t want to break her heart.
Lindsay had been the one to introduce him to Dominant and submissives, he had never heard of it before. She came across it on the internet and tried to use it as a way for them to become closer. He took to it quickly, he was amazed at how much he loved the power and controlling her during their sessions. But it still wasn’t enough to make him love her. And after several sessions it was obvious that she was not a natural submissive. She kept topping from the bottom as it was called, trying to be in control as a sub. Dean stopped at the door of his apartment he shared with her. Taking a deep breath he unlocked the door and began to push it open. It was suddenly swung open and he was tackled into a hug by Linsday.
“Where were you?” she cried and hugged even tighter. “You’ve never stayed out that long before! I was worried!”
“I’m sorry, I should have called. I ended up getting caught up in something last night and I ended up staying with my parents because their house was closer. I forgot to set my alarm and was almost late for work this morning. I really am sorry, I should have called.”
She loosened her grip on him and pulled back, “What were you so caught up in that you couldn’t call your WIFE?” she demanded. “Remember that? Huh? I am your WIFE. I am sick and tired of you putting me last. I am always an afterthought Dean!” She tried to push him as she walked off ranting. “So what was it? What was so important that I didn’t even occur to you?” Dean followed her into the house and stared at her, this was normally when he would start arguing back. But for some reason the anger didn’t come. He watched her stare at him waiting for his response.
“Well?”
“I’m leaving you.”
Lindsay’s knees buckled and she dropped onto the chair behind her. “You’re what?” she croaked.
“I’m leaving you, today. I called into Doose’s for my afternoon shift so that I can pack my things. I found a new apartment that I can afford on my own. Though I was pretty much paying for this one on my own to begin with.”
Lindsay had begun to cry softly, “Please” she whispered. “Please tell me what I can do. I love you. I can’t lose you.”
“I know,” Dean said softly, knowing the next thing he said would kill her, “but I don’t love you.” He turned away and went upstairs to pack his things. When he came down later to run some things out to their car she was gone. “She’s probably at her mothers.” he thought. And decided to move a little faster so he could be gone before they returned. After another hour he had packed all of the things that were truly important to him. Most of the stuff here was Lindsay’s or they had gotten it from the wedding. He didn’t want any of it. He had Rory, that’s all that mattered.
He locked the door and put the key in the mailbox for Linsday. The note he left on the stove told her it was there. He was walking away from this part of his life and he didn’t want anything that was from it. He got into his car and started driving to the apartment that he signed a lease for this morning before work. The part about his alarm not going off had been a lie he told her. As he started making his way around the town square Dean glanced around the people there. He wondered if any of them knew what he had done yet. He knew Rory and Loralie wouldn’t have said anything, but he wasn’t sure about Lindsay and her mother. That’s when he saw him sitting on a bench. Dean couldn’t believe it. Surely he was seeing things. He pulled over immediately, as to not risk wrecking his car or hitting anyone. The man was sitting facing away from him, but Dean knew it had to be him. Dark messy hair, leather jacket, and the way he was leaning on the bench confirmed it for Dean. It was Jess Mariano. Dean began to shake with rage. No way, there was no fucking way that Jess could be here the DAY after he got Rory back. He would swoop in and steal her away again. Rory would forgive him despite all that he had done to her. Dean had to stop it before it began. Taking a moment to compose himself, he turned off the car and got out.
Dean walked slowly up to the man sitting on the bench. Even though he was sure of who it was, he still didn’t want to make a public scene. When he got behind the man, he could see part of his profile which confirmed Deans fears. Jess Mariano was sitting on a bench in Stars Hollow reading a book. Dean resisted the urge to hit him from behind and walked around the bench and sat next to Jess. Jess who had been so absorbed into his book didn’t notice Dean until he was sitting next to him.
“You have got to be kidding me,” Jess rolled his eyes. “I’ve been here for two hours! two hours and I already have to deal with you. How the hell do I run into you before I even see Luke!”
Dean bounced his leg to keep his emotions in check. “Why are you here Jess?”
“What’s it to you?”
“You know why I’m concerned” Dean’s gaze never left Jess’s face watching every shift and facial expression.
“Jeez man, why does everyone assume I’m here for her. And why do you even care? Aren’t you married now?”
“Not anymore.”
Dean saw Jess’s eyes widen for a split second; he hadn’t expected that answer.
“Let’s go for a walk,” said Dean standing up.
“No thank you” retorted Jess going back to his book.
“It wasn’t really a question.” Dean grabbed Jess by the shoulder and made him stand. Sometimes even Dean was surprised by how strong he had gotten working for Tom at the inn.
“The hell is wrong with you?!” Jess yelled, Dean just walked forward holding onto Jess’s shoulder making him walk out of the square.
“Alright, alright!” Jess grunted “I get the hint! Apparently you would rather be in a more private setting with me” he smirked.
Dean smirked back behind him, Jess had hit the nail on the head and didn’t even realize it. Dean took him to his car and they both got in. 5 minutes later they were at Deans new apartment.
“Let’s go,” Dean said as he got out and grabbed the case of beer he had brought from his apartment.
Dean had been here earlier this morning when he had signed the lease. The apartment was mostly bare but he was able to negotiate the bed and the kitchen table that had been left by the previous tenant to stay. He had been making plans of things to do with Rory on it, but looks like he might have to put those off.
“What is this place?” Jess asked
“My place.”
“Wow, I like how it’s decorated. Very abandoned shack feel. The girls must dig it.”
Dean rolled his eyes, Jess’s attitude getting under his skin. He stuck the beer into the fridge grabbing two. He tossed one at Jess who sat it down on the counter.
“No thanks, I’m watching my weight.”
“Will you just drink it?” Dean said with a slight tone to his voice. “I’m trying to make peace here.” Another lie.
“Fine, whatever man.”
They drank their beers in silence sitting on the living room floor. When they finished Dean offered more, surprisingly, Jess accepted it. Dean was about halfway done with his second beer when he asked “So why are you really here?”
Jess sighed and put the can down. “I’m tired of running. I’m tired of people letting me down.” he paused, clearly contemplating whether or not to finish his thought verbally. “I’m the last one to want to admit this, but Stars Hollow is the only place where I felt I could…. could I don’t know, settle? Relax? I thought if I came back I might be able to feel that again.”
Dean was shocked that Jess had actually opened up to him. It made him rethink his plans for a moment, but then dismissed those thoughts. He still deserved it, and it was the only way to make sure Rory would remain his.
Jess was resting his head against the wall, he raised his arm to take another swig, but stopped part way. His arm fell back down and the beer slipped out of his hand spilling.
“What the hell is wrong with me?” he tried to shout, but it came out groggy and broken.
Dean stood up grinning. The capsule he had slipped into Jess’s second beer was kicking in. He mentally thanked Lindsay again, she had gotten all sorts of stuff for them to try from how desperate she had been. He slowly began to cross the room to the man now passed out on the ground. Dean picked Jess up into a fireman's carry and took him into the bed. He went back out to the car and pulled out some of the boxes; the ones packed with all of the items that had been bought since he had awoken his dominant personality. After unpacking some of the boxes he tied Jess’s wrists together in the back and his ankles together. He was a lot bigger than Lindsay so he was probably about to wake up. Dean pondered for a moment then grinned knowing the last item he wanted to use with his captive right now, and hooked on a ball gag. He knew just seeing the humiliation of it alone would give Dean pleasure.
A couple of minutes later Dean saw Jess stir on the bed. Before Jess could try to say anything Dean started talking.
“As soon as I saw you I knew that you would be trouble. I knew I had to take care of it.”
Jess’s eyes widened with fear, trying to pull against his restraints but failing.
“Now don’t worry, I’m not disposing of you, or anything like that. Though if you piss me off I might rethink that. No, you see I just recently was able to get what I had always wanted. I got Rory...”
The fear in Jess’s eyes was replaced with flames of hatred, but he didn’t have the strength to do anything about it.
“...and I am not going to let anything, not even you mess it up for me. So here is what’s going to happen, you my dear are my newest sub.”
The anger was immediately replaced by shock then fear again, followed again with anger.
“I can see you are trying to process all of this information. You probably even think I’m lying, or I don’t have the guts. Trust me,” Dean squated right in front of his face “I have the guts.” He stood and began to walk around the bed slowly to place himself behind Jess. “Now, I normally don’t have to start a relationship, with punishment,” he began, making sure to emphasize the word relationship, “however, I believe you have an attitude problem. And I don’t like attitude.”
Dean brought down the flogger he had picked up very hard on Jess’s backside. Jess howled through the gag. Even through his clothes, Dean made sure that it would hurt.
THWAP
THWAP
THWAP
Each hit as hard as the last, Dean randomized his hits making sure that Jess couldn't anticipate where the next hit would be. After another minute of this he paused, catching his breath. Jess was still rolling from the pain of the hits and...did Dean hear whimpering? He walked back around the bed to look at Jess’s face. Sure enough, there were tears in his eyes. Jess looked away from Dean when he rounded the corner. Dean smiled when he saw this reaction, he was already learning, and conforming to being a submissive. Dean was impressed, he didn’t think he would fall into it this quickly.
“I am going to take the gag off of you so that you can catch your breath easier. Do NOT make me regret it. Do you understand?” Jess nodded and Dean unhooked the clasp that was located at the back of his head. Jess gasped and continued taking huge breaths for several minutes. Dean just leaned against the wall and watched. When it seemed like Jess was almost calm from the assault Dean stood back up and walked the short distance to him.
Dean held the flogger over Jess to where only the ends of them touched his back and brushed them back and forth, “See that wasn’t so bad, now was it?” Dean looked at Jess’s face for a reaction, Jess’s face looked like he was going to shout at Dean but instantly stopped when he looked at his face. Dean was in full Dom mode.
“So here’s what’s going to happen. Like I said, you're my little submissive now.” He raised his eyebrow and gave Jess a half smile. “You’re mine to do with as I please. Now you can try to retaliate, or escape but then poor Luke will get the shock of his life.”
“Wha- what do you mean?” Jess whispered, finding his voice. Dean’s face pulled back into a sinister smile,
“Why these of course.” and he held up the digital camera and started flipping through the photos. “Why there’s you all tied up, with a smile on your face from me rubbing you through your pants, there’s you with your pants down, still tied up of course. Oh and the best one! There’s you with my dick in your mouth!”
Jess started coughing and sputtering. “What?! What the hell is wrong with you? Fuck!” He yelled in pain after Dean hit hard with the flogger. “I’m sorry! I’ll stop!”
“Good boy” Dean stroked the side of Jess’s face with his thumb. “What? I had to do something to make sure you didn’t run off. That’s one of the great things about this drug, you still feel everything done to you. So even though you’re passed out, it doesn’t look like it in the photographs! You may hate the world Jess, but I still don’t think you want your uncle to see you like this do you?”
Jess hung his head in defeat, “No” he whispered.
“That’s what I thought. Now, I think it’s best that you stay here with me for a few days while you get more acclimated to your new role. Don’t you agree?” Dean waited for a moment before seeing the messy black hair shake up and down.
“Good, let’s begin.”
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