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Nobody Drinks Alone	By : Hisshawty8990 Category: Supernatural > Crossovers Views: 1378 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Nobody Drinks Alone
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Dean Winchester sighed as he swirled the double shot of whiskey around in the glass he was currently holding. Cursing himself, he tossed the amber liquid back, wincing as it burned on the way down. Closing his eyes as he tilted his head back, the hunter tried to fight the images that flashed before his eyes, but he couldn’t, and suddenly he found himself immersed in memories of him and Tony.
Flashback
Dean Winchester grumbled under his breath as he traipsed through the rain in some backwater town, in whatever state they were currently in. Sam had run off with Cas, as was the usual lately, leaving Dean alone, again. So he shlepped to the nearest convience store to buy more beer since Sam couldn't be assed to go get some the night before. Of course his little brother had taken Baby, so Dean was left to walk. Oh don’t get him wrong, he didn't mind walking, but when it started raining not even halfway back to the motel, Dean was not impressed. He was even less impressed when a car almost ran him off the road.
"HEY WATCH IT ASSHOLE." He yelled at the expensive black sedan, kicking the fender in irritation. The driver's door opened, and Dean watched as the driver stepped out under and umbrella to walk to the back driver side window, and began to talk to who was in there.
"Mr. Stark would like to offer his sincere apologies of my oversight, and would like to offer you use of his car to get wherever it is you are heading." The driver said, looking over Dean soaked form. It took Dean a couple seconds before he recognized the name.
"Stark, as in Stark Industries?"
"That'd be the one." The driver said, looking like he wanted to leave.
"Ok sure, not gonna pass up a free ride." Dean said, following the driver around the back of the sedan to the rear passenger, smiling to the driver as he opened the door for him.
"Thanks."
"No problem." The driver said, quickly shutting the door and racing back to the front of the car, where he shook off the umbrella, and put it in the passenger footwell.
Dean took a moment to place his plastic bag encased beer on the floor before he looked up at the other man in the backseat with him. Dean wasn't stupid, he knew he was sharing a car with Tony Stark, billionaire playboy and super genius. He also didn't deny the man was attractive, which brought into light the fact that Dean hadn't gotten laid in a long time. Tony had black sunglasses over his eyes even in the dim light. Dean knew the trick, Tony was hungover. So he cleared his throat and glanced up to the front of the car.
"Thank you Mr. Stark." He muttered, blushing when he felt the man's eyes on him.
"No problem kid, mind telling us where Happy is dropping you?"
"Happy? What kind of name is Happy?"
That’s when the driver spoke up, "That’s the name I got? Problem?" Dean saw the driver, Happy's, jaw twitch, so he shook his head.
"No just different."
"Good, where am I dropping you?"
"Pines Motel, five minutes up the road."
"Got it."
Dean was happy to sit in the dry car and be silent, but Tony Stark apparently had other ideas.
"Why are you staying in that dump, I stayed there once on the way to New York City, and man, I left two hours after I got there." Tony inquired, turning his gaze on Dean, who shifted uncomfortably when he felt the other man's gaze on him.
"My brother and I tend to stay in low rent places because of work. We travel the country helping people. Much like yourself Tony. Except we don’t get paid for it." Dean admitted truthfully, and blushed when Tony looked him up and down.
"And what, pray tell, do you and your brother do to help people? You obviously know about Iron Man, but I don’t know how you help people and not get paid." Tony said confused, his eyebrows knitting together.
Dean didn't want to tell Tony, but something in the man's gaze and posture said he could be trusted, so Dean decided the hell with it, and spilled it. "Were Hunters." He was surprised when Tony hummed in acknowledgement.
"You mean like Werewolves and Vampires and the like?"
"How?"
"You'd be surprised how much I learn online when reading." Tony said, again turning his gaze on Dean, who shifted again. "Something wrong-"
"Dean, and no just a little hot in here."
Tony could see right through the lie, and smiled lecherously at Dean. "Something making you hot Dean?"
Happy seemed to see where this was going, and covertly upped the privacy screen, grateful he wouldn't have to see Tony making out with another person.
Dean gulped as Tony beckoned him closer, and shook his head, "Just slightly hot." He slid his jacket off, revealing his blue plaid flannel overshirt, and black t shirt.
Tony slid closer to the younger man, grinning when Dean tried to conceal his growing erection.
"Now Dean, what's that? You shouldn’t hide how you're feeling, I know how you're feeling because I feel the same." Tony smiled and leaned over to stare at Dean. "Now why don't you let me kiss you." Without waiting for an invitation, Tony leaned forward and kissed Dean, grinning when he heard the younger man gasp.
Dean gasped as Tony kissed him, one hand coming up to rest on Tony's shoulder. He felt Tony's tongue swipe over his bottom lip before it entered his mouth, mapping it out as it went. Dean moaned and pressed his tongue against Tony's the two of them playing tonsil hockey for a while, before Dean gave in and let Tony win.
Tony grinned as he drew back from Dean, taking in the way Dean looked: flushed with arousal, lips swollen and bright red, eyes bright. Tony knew he was playing with fire, but the hunter looked too good not to kiss.
"Will your brother kill me for that?"
Dean shook his head to clear it, before looking over at Tony. "What? No Sam is off with a friend of ours right now. I think they escaped to hook up or something, I don't know but he isn't around right now. Said he'd be back in three days earlier this morning."
Tony nodded before looking out the window for a second. He reached over and slid the partition down, before looking back at Dean. "Happy plan to drop me off to, just for an hour or so. I want to get to know Dean here better."
Dean blushed, but Happy only nodded and pulled into the parking lot of the motel, parking where Dean told him to.
Tony opened his own door, and let Dean out, leaning down to whisper to Happy, "One hour, there is a diner down the road, wait there I'll call you."
Happy nodded and shut the window, reversing out of the spot, and pulled out of the parking lot.
Tony briskly walked over to where Dean has disappeared, stepping through the door only to be splashed with water. "Dean I'm human, nothing wrong with me." He said, chuckling when the younger man handed him a knife.
"Have to check everyone." Dean said as he motioned for Tony to cut himself.
Tony grudgingly did as asked, grunting when the blade sliced open his skin. Dean seemed pleased with the results, and took the blade back, wiping it off on a rag before motioning for Tony to sit.
Tony took in the cheap motel room as he sat at the table, thanking Dean when the younger man handed him a beer. "So you're off for now?"
"No case as of yet, but that could change." Dean admitted, fidgeting in his seat.
Tony smiled softly, and rested his hand on the younger man's leg, waiting until Dean looked at him to speak. "Then why don't we talk for a bit hmmm?"
End Flashback
Dean sighed as he opened his eyes and looked around. The motel room he was in wasn't far from the apartment he had been sharing with Tony in New York City, in fact it was just over the George Washington Bridge in New Jersey, he hadn't been able to go very far from his other half when he saw Tony with Pepper.
He stumbled his way over to the bed, kicking his boots off as he flopped down on it, trying to block out his feelings, and slip into deep sleep. Well he didn't block out the memories, but he did fall asleep, a pillow clutched in his hands as he sobbed.
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