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He Likes Control	By : quigonrules Category: G through L > Gilmore Girls Views: 9852 -:- 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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Chapter 9
Jess cleaned up the mess from lunch and looked around for something to do. Feeling an urge from his bladder he headed toward the bathroom. He blushed as he walked in there remembering the night before. That was when he had finally decided to just roll with what was happening to him.
Dean's stupid height made it where he had to lift up to get his arms out of his shirt. As he got on his toes he felt the tips of their cocks touch sending a jolt through his body. Before he could react to it Dean surged against him, his lips crushing into him. Jess pushed his arms out but they were locked against himself by Dean's massive clasp. His hips pushed into the door with nowhere to go. Jess felt powerless, and had a sudden urge to punch Dean. But there was nowhere to go. He was losing this battle quickly, as much as he hated Dean, he felt a release submitting to him; letting Dean take control of the situation. He let his mind slip, allowing his body to follow Dean's lead. He parted his lips leaning into Dean as his mouth was invaded. Dean claimed him as his own; and Jess allowed it. As Dean let go and pulled away inspecting him Jess fell to the floor kneeling in front of his new Master. He wasn't sure what had just happened, but he knew he had just fully submitted to this man.
"Good boy" Dean whispered, rubbing his cheek; Jess felt a spring of happiness in his core.
Jess kept his eyes on the floor letting his mental walls crash. He was overcome with the amount of emotions and memories flooding him. The pain of his childhood, the fear of finally opening his heart to someone followed by the guilt and anguish of ripping it away from her. Running and searching for his father, yearning for someone to love him. Rejection when his father let him down again. His body began to quiver under the weight of reliving his past. He looked up and saw his Master staring at him, with pride and accomplishment in his eyes. At once, the pain of the past swept behind him, and Jess was lighter than air. All he saw was Him; with Dean he was at peace. With Dean he was at home. With Dean he was finally... happy.
He stayed in that place while Dean took a shower, 10 minutes later he heard the water turn off and Dean stepped out, water dripping onto the ground. Jess stole a glance at his new Master and fought a blush as water droplets ran down his body.
"Grab a towel and dry me. I need to see why Rory didn't call me. I was going to have you hold the phone to my ear while we talked, but she never called. Something might be wrong."
Dean checked his phone and began texting while Jess stood and picked up the towel off of the hook on the wall. He gently pushed against Dean's body allowing it to absorb the water. His body tingled as he stroked Dean's torso, making sure not to miss a drop. He slowly made his way down his body. He tried avoiding Dean's cock at first focusing on his long muscular legs, but soon there was nothing left. Jess had never been this close to another person's manhood. He was amazed to feel his heart flutter and a tightness in his chest. "What the hell is going on with me?" he thought. Gently he began to dab the tip of Deans cock and worked his way down. He took the towel in his other hand and cradled the damp sack carefully. He began to massage them thoughtfully while stroking the shaft. Jess could feel the response from his hard work very quickly as the shaft began to harden and thicken under his hand.
Jess's mind began to race with crazy thoughts of what was going to happen next. A towel handjob is not very likely to be the climatic event of the night. Was he about to take this growing bulge into his mouth? Or would it go farther than even that… It struck him that these thoughts didn't scare him as much as it should. Jess lowered the towel and leaned forward. If this was going to happen, it would be on his terms. He parted his mouth, and paused breathing heavy on the tip, smelling the precum that had formed. The scent was thick and salty, it slightly repulsed him. "Just do it!" he mentally screamed at himself. He closed his eyes, and licked. Confusion and pride ran through him as he continued. He ran his tongue down the entire full fledged erection and back up. Jess was trying to mentally prepare himself to actually take it into his mouth when Dean cursed, making him flitch back.
"Damnit!" he yelled. "I'm sorry, I have to go. Rory was attacked by my ex."
Instantly filled with fury, Jess rose. "I'm coming with you, I need to know she's safe."
"No," his eyes narrowed. "No, it's too risky. You're not going anywhere."
"The hell I'm not!" Jess shouted. He immediately regretted his outburst. Dean's eyes shifted from his phone to Jess. Before Jess could react further, Dean shot his arm out grabbing Jess by the throat shoving him into the wall. His voice foreboding,
"Excuse me?" Jess squirmed as the knuckles around his throat tightened, making it harder for him to breathe. "Just when I thought you were making progress. Tsk Tsk. I guess we have to go back to square one." Dean opened the door and shoved Jess out of it and into the bedroom. Quickly he found his wrists bound together as well as his ankles. Dean then tied his ankles to one of the posts. "I'll be back after I finish with Rory. Use this time to ponder your lot in life, and remember that you are mine." He grabbed Jess's collar, pulling it roughly then walked out the door.
Jess spent the rest of the afternoon looking out the window. Eventually he saw Dean's car pull up, Jess felt a stupid grin pop up on his face and tried to subdue it. He might be accepting this situation but he was not about to turn mushy about it. He knelt to the ground as Dean turned the lock and stepped in. He had expected Dean to come right up to him, but was disappointed when he heard Dean walk into the bedroom without a word. Jess wasn't sure what to do. Should he stay here or follow him? Dean hadn't trained him for this sort of situation. The welts on his back still reminded him of why he didn't want to upset Dean. Making the decision to follow him, he shifted his weight, right as Dean stepped back into the room. Jess froze, still unsure. This time Dean walked up and stood in front of him. Jess kept his eyes on Dean's boots, waiting for instructions.
"I have to admit. I'm surprised." Dean started, Jess's eyebrows rose but didn't move. "I really didn't know what to expect, but again you are here waiting. I suppose that means you've earned a trip out." Jess couldn't stop himself; he looked up at Dean's face with his cocky grin, making Dean laugh. "Come on, let's get these cuffs off you. We don't need any extra attention tonight." Jess followed him into the bedroom and watched as Dean gently took each arm and released it from their cuffs. He repeated this with Jess's ankles. When he stood again, Jess raised his chin some to make it easier for Dean to access his collar. "Oh no little one," he chuckled, wrapping a finger in the collar and pulling him close, "that one stays on." Dean claimed him with his lips. Jess could tell he enjoyed doing this, and he would be lying if he tried to say that it didn't make his heart flutter. "Okay, it's about dark now, let's head out."
Dean glanced out the front door as he opened it to see if there was anyone on the street. Not seeing anyone he gestured for Jess to step outside and stand on the porch next to him as he locked the door. As the warm air hit his body he felt a rush of freedom. He could bolt right now. He had always been faster than Dean. He could get away and probably call the cops on kidnapping. His gaze traveled down the street as he saw what path he could take. But then he turned back and looked at his Master, surprised to see him staring at him, this made him blush and look away. It occurred to Jess that he was starting to think of Dean as his Master, not just a jerk who napped him.
"I'm not going anywhere," he started grabbing Dean's hand. "I can't explain it, I can't even explain it to myself. But for some reason when I'm with you…." he paused, grabbing between his eyes with his free hand, trying to keep his emotions in check, "for some reason when I'm with you, all the shit from my past is gone. All of the crap that holds me back and is usually a constant reminder of what a shitty person I am is gone. I want to know why... I need to know why. You don't have to worry…" he sighed taking a deep breath whispering, "I'm yours." Dean pulled him into a deep hug and they just held each other for a moment.
"I know what you mean," he began pulling back to look into Jess's eyes. "I would be lying if I said I started this for anything other than revenge and a power trip. But there is just something here that I can't explain. I love Rory with all my being," Jess twinged a little but tried to hide it, "but now when I look at you, there's something else there. I thought I was going crazy."
"I guess we are going crazy together then."
"Guess so"
They got into the car and drove off toward Hartford. They even went through a taco drive thru on the way there. "These tacos are great!" Jess declared.
"I know right? Lorelai told me about this place. They have great food." Dean smiled.
Jess couldn't believe how light the atmosphere was between them now. They had essentially poured out their hearts to each other and it was almost like they were….friends? No way, he glanced at Dean as he drove, trying to get a bite of taco without swerving. Well, maybe. Shit he didn't know. He was still confused about everything that had happened. Suddenly his taco didn't taste as good and his appetite was gone. Dean didn't seem to notice. When they got to Hartford they went to a furniture store first. Dean picked out some pieces to put on layaway and put others on a payment plan so they could be delivered tomorrow. Jess leaned against the wall of the store in a corner, he kept finding himself glancing over at the bed department.
"Is there something you want in that direction?" he heard growling in his ear. Dean had snuck up behind him and he didn't even notice.
"Um.. well, I guess I am just trying to figure out our sleeping arrangement."
"Oh? Did you not like what we had last night?" Dean hissed into his ear, then nipping it gently causing Jess to lose focus on his words.
"No! No, nothing like that. I am just assuming that at some point Ror…." a lump rose in his throat, causing him to swallow to continue. "Rory will stay with us also and I don't know where that puts me." he glanced around the store to see that there wasn't anywhere around them.
"Ah, I see," Dean started, still at Jess's ear. Jess felt a hand on his hip as well, pulling him against Dean tightly. "Well to be honest, I had originally planned on going to the pet store from here." Jess's head popped up with that thought. "I was going to buy a cage meant for mastiffs and throw you in that each night." Jess felt his cock twitch at the thought. "In fact I may still do that." Dean growled, grinding his hips into Jess.
"Yes sir," Jess's voice was hoarse "Whatever you think is best."
"What I think is best, humm that's a good idea." Without warning he let go and stepped away. Jess took a moment to collect himself before turning and following his Master around the store. Dean led him into the bed section and began to look around. There were so many different kinds! Dean paused at some, muttering to himself but then would walk on. Jess really didn't know what he was doing since a bed was the one thing they had at the house. Maybe Dean was looking for Jess, for the nights Dean spent with Rory. Again Jess had to push away sadness. As much as he liked his relationship (if that's what it was) with Dean, he still had feelings for Rory and it hurt to see her with someone else. Especially Dean. Fabric and a solid body hit Jess as he ran right into Dean not noticing he had stopped again.
"Sorry, I got distracted." He mumbled as Dean gave him a strange look. He looked over at the bed Dean had stopped at. The head and footboard looked iron or something. It had metal rails than ran up and were all linked with a pipe running horizontally across them. It looked perfect for attaching leashes and cuffs to.
"Hmmm," Dean sighed looking at the tag attached to the bed. "Excellent"
"What is it?" Jess asked.
Dean gave him a devilish look, "It comes in Californian king."
From the furniture store they went down to a big department store buying random supplies needed for the apartment. Then Dean turned into the men's clothing department. "What are you doing?" Jess asked.
"Well unless you plan on wearing that same outfit everyday you need more clothes."
"I'm fine, really. We are spending too much already."
"You're not really. I'm not saying get an entire closet full. Just a few outfits or something." shaking his head in defeat, Jess grabbed a few t-shirts and pants.
"There, happy?" he snapped. Dean raised his eyebrow, "S-sir.." he added
"Almost." he responded and grabbed some packs of underwear and socks. Finally he led them to the checkout counter and Jess pulled out his wallet.
Now it was Dean's turn to ask, "What are you doing?"
"Well you are already spending so much on the furniture, I could at least help out with the supplies and my clothes." He responded pulling out some cash.
"You would really do that?"
"Yeah, I told you, I'm not going anywhere." he smiled. After loading the car they hopped in and pulled out onto the road. "So is that it?" he asked.
"No, there is one other store I want to go to." Dean gruffed. Jess noted the voice change but didn't say anything. Soon they were pulling into a new strip mall and Dean parked. Jess chuckled when he saw that Dean had parked in front of a pet store. "Come" is all Dean said as he walked away from the car. Jess hurried behind him knowing that the playful Dean was not around right now. He watched him from behind as they walked through the parking lot. This was all Dom, his Dom. It made Jess smile. Jess had never really been in a pet store before. Never having a pet made it pointless to go in one. He enjoyed seeing the different animals as they walked toward the back. He made a mental note to come back some time and do some serious exploring and check out all of the stuff in here. They reached a row filled with thin boxes varying in size.
"Hello! How may I help you today?" A perky girl with a brown ponytail bounced up to them. She was way too perky for Jess's taste. Luckily Dean was handing her.
"Hi, yes we recently adopted a mastiff mix from the animal shelter and we were hoping to get some supplies for him including a kennel for while we are at work."
Jess was impressed with how easily the lie slid out of Dean. He had definitely grown in the past few years that they had known each other.
"Wonderful! I can help you with all your needs." She smiled at them both. Dean gave a genuine smile back while Jess gave a nod." Do you know what he is mixed with? It might help predict the size he will grow to." "I think some sort of mutt, who knows how big it's gonna get." Dean stole a wink at Jess as they rounded a corner. Jess followed them around the store partially listening as the girl pointed out items that would help them with their "new dog". He wondered how perky she would be if she knew who this stuff was really for. He glanced back at them just as the worker placed her fingers on Dean's arm, giggling at a comment Dean had made. Fire burned in Jess's eyes as jealousy overtook him. He could share Dean with Rory, but that was it. No more. Their eyes met and Dean gave a tiny shake of the head. Jess tried to suppress his anger at the girl, Dean was in control. He had to follow his lead. He dug his fingernails into his palm to restrain himself.
The cart that Jess had grabbed was soon full with an unbuilt cage, fluffy pillow for the bottom as well as some food bowls and some dog biscuits. Jess had given Dean a look when those were placed in the cart but Dean just chuckled at him. "Like hell I am going to eat those." He had whispered.
"You will if I tell you to" Dean had growled back out of earshot of the attendant. Jess flushed and looked away as she came back with an assortment of collars and leashes. "Thank you so much, the shelter actually provided a decent collar but I would be interested in that leather leash," he stated and a name tag.
"Certainly sir," she responded, handing him the leather 4 foot long leash. "Name tags can be made at the front of the store by the door. You pay the machine and it makes however many you want."
"Excellent, thank you so much for your help. I don't know what I would have done without you."
"Anytime sir, come back soon." and she went off to help another customer who was flagging her down.
"Sir? Really? Ugh" Jess commented. Dean raised his eyebrows turning to him.
"Jealous much?"
"She was flaunting herself all over you. It was disturbing. And the way she added that sir at the end. She was trying to win you over." He shoved his hands in his pockets peeved about the whole situation.
"Or, she was being polite and trying to get a good sale. Trust me, I deal with people like that all the time. It is something that you have to get used to. I don't deal with jealousy. Keep it in check." He looped a finger under Jess's collar and pulled him close. "Understand?"
A warmth grew in Jess that made him a little uncomfortable being in a store. "Yes sir." He replied, relaxing the tension in his body. "She's just a little bitch who has no idea what she's missing."
Dean smiled letting him go, "Exactly. Let's pay for this and get home." They checked out and Dean also purchased two name tags from the machine. But didn't let Jess see them. It was around 10 at night by the time they got home and unloaded their supplies. Tomorrow was Saturday and they decided to wait to set up the kennel until then. They undressed to their underwear and climbed in bed. Jess waited for Dean to grab the cuffs to lock him up to sleep. But Dean just turned over away from him instead, positioning himself for a comfortable sleep. Jess couldn't believe that they had become so comfortable with each other in such a short time period. If anyone had been watching they would have called bullshit. But Jess couldn't believe it himself. His mind wandered over the time he had known Dean, he had definitely not been attracted to him before now, hell everything Dean did pissed him off before now. That caught him, no one else could get under his skin quite like Dean. Not even Rory or Luke. He stared at the back of his Masters head and watched as his hair curled at the ends, he smiled watching him. Maybe he had been attracted to him, but was fighting it because he knew he wasn't gay. These thoughts swarmed his head as he fell into unconsciousness.
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