A/N: so this was meant to be a smallish fic of about 2,000 words where seth is simply a slut who likes to play with fire. but then headcanon talk with tina (ohnoitsthebat on tumblr) made me get all sortsa feelings, and this happened. it's my first ever proper smut fic, so if it sucks i'm really sorry. there may or may not be another part to this, idk. it depends on what you guys want, really. my vampire and werewolf knowledge is very lacking, so it's not reaaaallly that important for this. i just sort of really love the idea of seth dragging his fangs over dean's neck. woooops. ((feel free to come and talk to me about that on tumblr!)) anyway, as always, i love kudos and comments and any messages at my tumblr ((psychrollins)) are welcomed! title taken from shinedown's cyanide sweet tooth suicide. ((if you want a playlist for this, shoot me a message!))
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Seth can't help but peak into the slightly open door of Hunter's office. If someone caught him, well he wouldn't like to think what would happen to him, but his feet are planted to the floor anyway. Hunter brought back his latest human pet a few hours ago, and through the slit in the door Seth can see the pet being gently coaxed onto Hunter's lap. The pet finally falls prey to the softly voiced commands of Hunter, and Seth's seen many human's fall under his spell.
Hunter's touch seems to numb the pet, allowing Hunter to slip his jacket from his arms and his shirt over his head. Seth shudders as Hunter lets his fingers trail over the pets back, dipping in and out of hard muscle. He's already starting to get hard inside his slacks, and he should probably go before he's caught snooping with a hard on. He keeps his eyes trained on the back of the pet for a moment longer, watching his shoulders tense as Hunter traces a line down his throat with his finger before quickly stepping down the hall.
He sighs as he steps quietly through the large house towards the library. Seth will always be grateful of the bite that Hunter gave him many years ago. It got him out of a dire situation and put him into a comfortable life with more than enough perks to keep him satisfied.
Seth jogs up the stairs, hand gripping the solid oak stair rail. Hunter had done many things for him, taking him in and teaching him how to live as a vampire. But one thing that Seth would always resent him for is the way he treats his pets. Hunter always had an eye for the lost and the lonely, that way nobody cared when they suddenly went missing. Hunter will use his pets for his satisfaction for as long as he wishes, treating them well to keep them within his reach, before simply killing them when he got bored.
Seth could never understand why Hunter didn't just use him as a pet before killing him. He was lost and lonely; nobody would have cared if he'd have gone missing. But instead, Hunter had bitten him, turning him and teaching him his way of life.
Seth slumps down in the soft leather armchair at the far end of the library near the window. He lies back, shutting his eyes and letting a soft breath out through his nose. The library has, and always will be, his quiet place. Nobody else ever uses it, they only ever venture in if they want to find him.
The library is dark, aside from the small reading lamp on the table beside him casting an orange glow to the immediate objects around him. Hunter keeps telling him he should get a pet, like him and Randy. But he can't bring himself to, he doesn't know how treat people the way Hunter does, he can't do what he does.
But he also really enjoys just messing around with everyone else's pets. He never intended to be such a home wrecker (if he can even call himself that, it's not like they're all actually in relationships) but taking somebody's property and fucking it hard into a mattress is too delicious to resist.
The feeling of hands slipping down around his shoulders forces him to open his eyes. The tanned, small hands with nails painted devil red belong to Nikki, Randy's pet. Though Randy treats Nikki as more than just his pet, she is his partner. She is also one of the same kinds, though not vampires like Seth and Hunter. Randy and Nikki are werewolves, who should not be able to coexist with vampires, but Randy and Hunter have been friends for a long time, and the protection they offer each other is second to none.
"Somebody looks tense." Nikki purrs in his ear, lips brushing his delicate skin. Seth takes her hand and tugs her around the chair so she's standing in front of him. She's wearing nothing but a short, black satin night gown that is tied loosely around her. Seth eyes her appreciatively before pulling her down onto his lap.
Nikki's arms instantly slip around his neck, as Seth's hands settle on her slender hips. Nobody but Randy should touch Nikki like this, but Seth loves the rush and Nikki craves the attention.
"Offering some stress relief, babe?" Nikki's fingers skilfully undo the buttons of his dress shirt. Nikki takes her plump, bright red bottom lip between her teeth as her hands trail down his chest to swiftly undo his pants. She slips her hand into his boxers and slowly strokes Seth to full hardness.
Seth's hands move from her hips to undo the tie on her night gown, slowly slipping the black satin material from her shoulders.
"You got something for me, Seth?" Nikki grinds her hips down, and Seth knows what she wants. He reaches down for a box on the table beside him and fumbles before his fingers close around the familiar foil wrapper. He holds it up and Nikki leans down and takes it between her teeth. Seth smirks, leaning back slightly in the chair.
"Ride me baby."
xXx
Seth finds out that Hunter's new pet is called Dean, and is extremely shy. Dean rarely ever comes out of Hunter's quarters, and when he does, he's gently coaxed out by Hunter and stays close to him. Seth finds it a real shame, because Dean is possibly the hottest thing he's ever laid eyes on. For a long time, Seth had given that title to Nikki, but Dean has kicked her off that pedestal without much effort at all.
Hunter's kept Dean as his pet for the past few weeks, and Seth can't understand why Hunter hasn't gotten bored yet. Well he can, because Dean is stunningly beautiful, but so were all of Hunter's others pets. He's not sure what's made Dean so different, but Hunter doesn't show his usual signs of boredom with Dean.
He and Nikki are coming in from the porch when Hunter leaves with Dean, Nikki's never really gotten to see Dean all that much and her eyes widen slightly when he passes them.
"God, he's so adorable." She says under her breath, and Seth can't help but laugh.
"How can you call a guy that hot, adorable. I mean yeah, he's sort of cute and fluffy, but he's more fucking hot than anything." Seth says with a slight smirk, shoving his car keys in his pocket. He'd taken Nikki shopping, seeing as Randy was out on business for two nights.
"Oh yeah, do I sense a little crush?"
"Maybe, I mean, he might not be around much, but you can't help but notice him when he is around."
"True, but I got a feeling Hunter's pretty serious about this one, you might want to be careful this time." Nikki says seriously, heading through to the big lounge.
Seth scoffs, "I'm always careful, babe."
"Of course you are Seth, but y'know, this seems like something a bit more serious than some pet Hunter uses to fuck. If he catches you meddling, he'll fucking kill you. Dean's his." Seth smirks, walking towards Nikki and slipping his arms around her waist, resting his hands on her ass.
"And you're Randy's, doesn't stop me from pounding your ass whenever I want to, does it?" Seth squeezes her ass, causing Nikki to whimper. He lets his teeth graze her neck, inhaling her sweet perfume. He'd love nothing more than to sink his fangs into the soft flesh of her neck, but he knows he can't.
"Seth," Nikki breathes, "Randy's actually quite fond of you. If he found out, he'd probably maul you to near death before fucking me while you lay in a pool of blood so you know who I really belong to. Hunter's different, he'd skin you alive." Nikki lets him gently tease her neck with his teeth for a moment longer before pushing him away.
She smiles at him sweetly, batting her eyelashes, "I'm going for a bath. Feel free to join me." Nikki backs away, heading for the hallway, purposely swaying her hips a little more. Seth smirks, adjusting himself in his jeans, and follows her up to her bathroom.
xXx
"What do you mean you can't take him with you?" Seth sighs, scrubbing a hand down his face. He'll never be able to figure Hunter out. One minute, he wants nobody touching Dean, Dean is his and he will take care of him. The next, he has to go on a business trip and needs to Seth to look after him. "Randy's taking Nikki, so why can't you take Dean?" Seth adds.
"Look Seth, if I could take him with me I would. But I can't. Randy's only taking Nikki because deals go through significantly quicker when Nikki is around, do you understand?" Seth frowns but nods. He understands, but he hopes Nikki gets an expensive gift out of it.
"I'll be gone for a week at maximum. The conference will last for a few days in Prague before we head back here for a final deal sealer. I'll be calling you every few days to check in. Anything you can't handle, just call me. Though I'm sure you'll be fine."
Hunter, Randy and Nikki leave for Prague a day later and Dean doesn't even try to venture out of Hunter's quarters at all. Seth's expecting him to, it wouldn't be the first time one of Hunter's pets has tried to escape and run away, but it doesn't seem like Dean wants to. But the guys got to eat, so in the evening Seth cooks up some food and takes a plate into Hunter's room.
He finds Dean in the adjoining spare room, curled up in a ball on the bed. Nikki was right when she called him adorable; his hairs curly and fluffy against the pillow and the covers are bunched up in his fists, tucked under his chin.
Seth sets the plate down on the bedside table and crouches down beside the bed. From what he can tell, Dean's not wearing much under the covers. He can make out a few of Hunter's bite marks peeking out from under the covers. He puts his hand on Dean's shoulder and gently shakes him. Dean rouses slowly, eyes fluttering a few times before snapping open wide quickly.
"Hey, hey, it's OK. Calm down, I'm just here to make sure you're alright. Hunter told you he was going away, didn't he?" Dean blinks before slowly nodding.
"Well he told me to look after you, so I brought you some food." Seth tilts his head towards the plate of food. He stands up and walks towards the window and hauls himself up to sit on the window sill. It takes Dean a few moments before he eventually sits up and takes the plate of food from the bedside table. He sits with his knees tucked close to his chin and the blankets wrapped around him as he picks at the food. Seth watches him eat, admiring the way his body moves.
"What do you do all day?" Seth suddenly asks, breaking the comfortable silence that settled upon the room. Dean stops chewing for a moment, and then chews a few more times before swallowing. He looks up at Seth with sad eyes before turning away.
"Stay here until Hunter gets back."
Seth raises an eyebrow, "And when Hunter gets back?" Dean doesn't look at him this time. He puts the half eaten plate of food onto the table and wraps the covers around him tighter.
"Guess." Dean keeps his head down, looking anywhere but Seth.
"Does Hunter ever, you know, take care of you? Or is it you always doing the care giving?" Seth asks softly. He's pretty sure he already knows the answer; Hunter has never been one for giving to pets, always taking. He's pretty sure that even though Dean's been around a lot longer than any other pet, he's not suddenly gone soft.
Dean doesn't answer him; instead he tucks himself further into his cocoon. Seth slips off the window sill and slowly approaches Dean's bed and kneels in front of him. He gently takes hold of Dean's wrists and pulls them away from shielding his face.
"C'mon, why don't you come into the main quarters with me? You're rarely ever out of this place, come on. Hunter's not here and I'm not gonna' hurt you, OK?" Dean shakes his head, trying to shrink further away from Seth.
"It's alright, Dean. C'mon, I promise I'm not going to hurt you. Look I'm just doing as I'm told, looking after you. And I know that Hunter only lets you have showers, there's a big bath tub up in my room that you can use. It'll help you relax, and Hunter will never know." Seth leans down to the other side of the bed where Dean's clothes are folded up and picks them up, placing them in Dean's lap.
"It's alright, Dean. I promise I'm not going to tell Hunter anything. Come with me, I promise I just want to look after you." Seth finally manages to coax Dean into putting on his clothes. He takes him by the hand and gently tugs Dean to his feet. He looks so scared that Seth feels more than sorry for him. He can see the remnants of bites at the base of Dean's neck, and he can tell that Hunter hasn't treated them at all. Hunter has a thing for biting particularly hard for a long period of time, making the bites hard to heal and susceptible to infection. Dean's look pretty nasty, though they're not infected yet.
Seth leads him through Hunter's quarters into the main quarters. His hand feels nice interlaced with Dean's, Dean's hands are weirdly soft and warm and Seth doesn't ever wants to let go.
Dean stares in awe as Seth tugs him through the house, Seth can tell Dean's still fairly new to the whole idea of being in such a big house. They reach Seth's bedroom and he gets Dean into the bathroom, he locks the door even though there's nobody in the house.
"Sit here, I'll run the water." He gently pushes Dean down onto the toilet, and leans over the bath tub and starts the water. They're silent while Seth gets the bath ready, when the water is ready and up to a temperature that Seth's comfortable with, he turns and softens his face.
"I'm gonna' take these off, OK?" Seth gently touches Dean's t-shirt. Dean's eyes flash scared for a moment before he nodding. Seth slowly pulls at the hem of Dean's shirt and Dean raises his arms, letting Seth pull the garment over his head.
He throws it to the floor, trying not to stare at the bite marks littered across his torso. Seth's hands slowly move down to undo Dean's jeans, and realizes with a soft laugh that he probably should have just wrapped Dean in the blankets instead of making him take his clothes off again. When he gets to Dean's boxers, Dean's face flushes deep red, and Seth can't help but laugh.
"Hey, no need to be embarrassed, you're beautiful." Dean's blush deepens even more, and Seth hooks his fingers into the waistband of Dean's boxers and slowly pulls them down his thighs. He ignores Dean's semi hard cock, he can't think about all the delicious things he could do to him while he's taking care of him. He can think about that later on.
He helps Dean step into the bath, and kneels down beside the tub once Dean is comfortable. Dean instantly curled into a ball, tucking his knees under his chin. Seth dips a soft sponge into the water and rubs a good amount of his fruity smelling bath gel onto it. He gently rubs it onto Dean's back, going in slow circles. Seth's careful of the bites which are also littering Dean's back, and rubs Dean's skin into a soapy haven. He manages to uncurl Dean enough to soap up the rest of him and the washes the soap away.
When Dean's skin is clear of soap, Seth quirts a generous amount of shampoo and gently massages it into Dean's hair. A soft moan that Seth could also class as a mewl tumbles from Dean's lips before he can stop it and Seth feels the smile on his face grow. He keeps working the shampoo into Dean's hair, mostly to hear Dean making those soft little moans but also because Dean looks like he's started to relax.
Seth gently washes away the suds, slowly running his fingers through Dean's wet curls. He conditions them next, massaging Dean's scalp as he does. When Seth's all finished, he thinks that maybe he enjoyed that as much as Dean did. It's not something he's done in a long, long time. And taking care of people is something he actually enjoys; he just never can because he has no one to take care of.
"C'mon, let's get you dried up." Seth helps pull Dean out of the tub and instantly wraps him in a large, white fluffy towel. He dries him down gently before cocooning him in the towel. He grabs another one and uses it to dry Dean's hair. Seth can't help but grin at the fluffy curls sticking up in all different directions.
"God, you're so adorable," Seth trails his fingers over the soft skin of Dean's torso, stalling on a nasty bite. "I have some cream for these, come with me." He laces his hands with Dean's again, and pulls him into his bedroom. He makes Dean sit down on the soft sheets, still wrapped in the towel, and roots in his draw for the ointment. Seth's not even sure why he has the ointment, because it's not like he's bitten anybody hard enough to need it, and he's only ever been bitten the once. But he's glad he did get some, because seeing Dean covered in the red, nasty looking marks makes his heart ache a little.
He rubs the ointment in gently and slowly, he doesn't want to hurt Dean at all. In fact, there's something about Dean that just makes him want to wrap him in cotton wool and protect him from everything. Maybe that's why Hunter's kept him around for so long, because he looks so innocent all of the time. Hunter's always had a thing for ruining people; maybe all he wants to do is ruin Dean. But even with his beautiful skin marked with bites, he still manages to look so soft and adorable and Seth thinks that maybe Hunter's going to have a hard job of ever making Dean look ruined.
"Where are you from?" Seth asks, genuinely curious. He doesn't look like the sort to be from around here, which is very stereotypical of him to think, but it's the truth. Dean looks too, normal, to be from here in Florida.
"Ohio." Dean says as quietly as possible. Seth looks up at from his position on the floor and lets a soft smile form on his face.
"Yeah? Bit of a climate change, huh?"
The tiniest of smiles turns the corners of Dean's lips, and Seth feels like he just won first prize. "Guess so." Dean says.
"I'm err, I'm sorry that you know, you got sorta dragged into this."
Dean bows his head and shrugs his shoulders slightly. "S'not your fault."
"Maybe not," Seth says, twisting the cap back onto the ointment bottle and setting it down beside him. "But I still feel bad about the way Hunter treats you." Seth rests his hands on Dean's thighs, looking up at him.
Dean tenses underneath his touch, and it takes Seth a moment to fully comprehend why. Seth slowly slips the towel out of Dean's grasp, and lets it pool around Dean on the bed. Dean's cock is hard against his belly, and Seth can't help but smirk when Dean blushes again. It's evident that Dean hasn't been touched properly in a while, because the simple touches Seth's giving him are making his cock twitch.
Seth kisses the inside of Dean's thigh softly, hands stroking them up and down. "Do you want me to take care of you baby?"
Dean's eyes suddenly go wide, every muscle in his body tensing. "H-H-Hunter, H-Hunter said that-"
"Hunter's not gonna' find out, princess. I promise. I just want to look after you, can I do that baby?" Seth kisses further up Dean's thigh, dangerously close to Dean's hard, leaking length and Dean whimpers. Seth looks up at him through half lidded eyes and sees Dean nod his head ever so slightly. It's as good as he's going to get in terms of Dean telling him exactly what he wants, he's pretty sure Dean's never asked Hunter for anything like this before. This is also very wrong, by the sound of it; Hunter has told Dean that nobody else gets to touch him like this, if Hunter even does touch him like this at all. But the danger doesn't stop Seth from running his tongue up the underside of Dean's cock, tongue coming up to taste the precum leaking out of the slit.
Dean gasps softly, hands tangling with the sheets beneath him. Seth's sure that Dean hasn't got the confidence to touch him in anyway, let alone tangle his hands in his hair, so Seth laces their hands together with one hand, his other wrapping around the base of Dean's cock. Dean whimpers, fingers tightening around Seth's as Seth takes the swollen head into his mouth.
Seth can't get enough of the tiny little moans and whimpers that a spilling from Dean's mouth as he bobs his head up and down Dean's length. It doesn't take much before Dean squeezes Seth's hand a little tighter and he's cumming hard into Seth's mouth with a loud whimper. Seth swallows everything, his hand continuing to pump Dean's cock as he rides out his orgasm.
Seth pulls his mouth off Dean's cock with a loud, wet pop and leans back on his knees to appreciate the sight of Dean well and truly spent. He's not sure how long it's been since someone has touched Dean intimately, solely focusing on his needs, but Seth can guess that it's been a long time just by the way Dean came so quickly, and the way his face looks now. It's like all the pent up energy and fear has exploded out of him with his orgasm. His eyes are hazed over, his fluffy damp curls sticking up all over the place, and he looks more than a little better than he did earlier. Seth takes that as a small win that manages to make his heart feel like its glowing. He doesn't know why, but there's something about Dean that just makes Seth want to protect him and love him and give him everything. He looks so innocent, like anything in the world can hurt him and Seth doesn't want that. Seth wants to look after him. But he can't. Dean is Hunter's pet, and Nikki wasn't lying when she said Hunter would kill him if he ever found out about this.
Seth plants soft, wet kisses up Dean's bare torso until he reaches his neck. He inhales deeply, Dean's scent filling every fibre of him. It's intoxicating. Dean's different to anyone he's ever come across, he can tell just through his scent, the way it lingers, making Seth feel like he's getting high. He kisses up Dean's neck, avoiding letting his fangs drag across the delicate skin.
Seth doesn't want to let Dean go just yet, doesn't want to send him back to the cold, lonely bed in Hunter's spare room. He takes Dean's face in between his hands and presses a kiss to his forehead.
"You're gonna' stay with me tonight, OK baby?" Dean looks like he's about to protest, so Seth silences him with a quick kiss to his lips. Seth feels his lips tingle at the slightest touch.
"Hunter's never going to find out, promise you baby. M' gonna' look after you." Seth grabs Dean some gym shorts from his drawer and puts the damp towel into the laundry basket. He undresses himself, slipping on his own gym shorts and slips into bed. Dean's sitting with his knees tucked under his chin. Seth gently takes hold of his hand and pulls him towards him, throwing the covers over them. He tucks Dean under his arm, and it takes him a moment or to, but Dean eventually lets himself curl around Seth's body. Seth runs a hand through Dean's curls, pressing soft kisses to the top of his head. Dean yawns, soft but loud and Seth feels something deep inside of him just glow. Dean fits so perfectly beside him, like he was meant to be there. Seth sighs and tries to push those thoughts away, Dean is Hunter's, there's nothing he can do about that.
Dean's breathing soon evens out, soft little snores slipping through his lightly parted lips. Seth leans in and presses a kiss to Dean's forehead.
"Gonna look after you, Dean."
xXx
It's something he's not used to, waking up with someone curled around his body. But Seth can't stop the smile that spreads across his face at the sight of Dean curled up beside him. He's happy that he's managed to wake up before Dean has. This way, he can enjoy lying in with him for a bit longer. At least now Seth can see that overnight, Dean's bite marks have gotten a little better. They're not so angry looking, and they look like they'll heal better now; maybe the scars won't be so bad.
Dean's eyes flutter open slowly, and for once, they don't go wide when he sees Seth. The corners of his lips tug into the tiniest of smiles.
"Morning baby." Seth kisses the top of Dean's head and runs his fingers through his curls. Seth pulls him close, wrapping his arms around Dean's body and cradling him. He hears a tiny, quiet laugh and looks down at Dean, confused. Dean smiles a little, and looks down towards Seth's crotch. Oh. He's hard, and his length is pressing against Dean's thigh. Dean timidly pulls from Seth's embrace, and slowly slithers down the bed.
"No, Dean, baby I don't expect anything of you." Seth says, trying to pull Dean back up into his arms. Dean resists though, and tucks his fingers into the waistband of Seth's shorts.
"I want to, though." Dean says, pulling Seth's shorts down. Seth's hard cock springs free, and Seth hisses as the cool air hits his heated skin.
Dean wraps his hands around the base of Seth's cock and slowly starts to pump his hand up and down his shaft. Seth lets out a long, throaty moan. It's been a while since anyone but Nikki has touched his cock and it feels so good. Dean twists his wrist just right when he reaches the head, and Seth bites his lip, his fang digging into the flesh and drawing his own blood.
Dean looks up at him through his eyelashes - which are long and beautiful and fuck - and wraps his lips around the swollen head of Seth's cock. Dean swirls his tongue around the head as he takes more of Seth into his mouth. Watching Dean bob his head up and down his length has got to be one of the hottest things Seth's ever seen, his lips stretched wide and swollen with a little bit of spit dribbling down his chin.
Seth threads a hand through Dean's hair, rubbing the curls between his finger tips. Dean moans around his length, and it vibrates through Seth's cock wonderfully. He can feel that familiar warmth pooling in his stomach, and looking at Dean positioned between his legs with his cock in his mouth makes him think of only one thing: he really wants to fuck him. He tugs Dean's head, pulling him of his cock with a pop.
Seth pulls Dean up so that he can kiss him. It's their first proper kiss, and Seth can slightly taste his own pre cum on Dean's tongue, it's intoxicating. Dean's mouth is intoxicating.
Seth pulls away, panting slightly, and grips Dean's jaw in his hands.
"Really wanna' be inside you," Seth murmurs, trailing kissing all over Dean's face. "Can I baby? Can I get inside you and fuck you real good?" Dean sucks in a harsh breath, and then finally touches Seth of his own accord. His fingers dig into Seth's hips, and Seth can see the thoughts running across Dean's face. His face finally relaxes, his nods coming in quick succession.
"Please, yeah, please." Dean breathes out, and Seth flips them as soon as the words have left Dean's mouth. He hovers over him, drinking in the beautiful sight of Dean spread out underneath him, ready and waiting for him. It's beautiful, something that Seth would really like to get used to waking up to, but he knows he can't. But right now, right now he really wants to get more of those soft little gasps and moans out of Dean like he got last night.
Seth slips his hand into the waistband of Dean's shorts and wraps his hand around his hard cock, stroking him slowly. He licks at Dean's neck, he wants to suck a mark there, bright and purple, but he can't. The best he can do is drag is fangs lightly over Dean's soft flesh and imagine that he's sinking them in and tasting Dean's blood. He could bite over one of Hunter's bites, but Seth isn't cruel. He doesn't need to be selfish, and Hunter would probably know anyway, it's a risk he can't afford to take.
Dean shudders beneath him, skin breaking out in goose bumps as Seth trails wet sloppy kisses all down his neck and chest.
"So beautiful, baby. Just beautiful." Seth whispers, tongue flicking over one of Dean's nipples. Dean gasps, the sound ringing gloriously in Seth's ear, making him repeat the action. He tweaks the other nipple with his hand, and Dean begins to write beneath him, whimpering and sighing with every lick and nip that Seth does. It's like music and Seth doesn't ever want it to stop.
Seth reaches over to his draw and pulls out a bottle of lube and a condom. He throws the condom onto the bed beside Dean and slicks up his fingers with the lube. He hasn't enjoyed doing this for a while, and the look on Dean's face as he spreads Dean's cheeks is just wonderful. Seth licks over a nipple as he starts teasing Dean's opening, circling his fingers around the puckered hole. He lets one finger ease its way past the tight ring of muscle and into the tight warmth.
Dean makes a soft whining noise and Seth grins, slowly inserting another finger. Soft little breaths escape Dean's mouth every time Seth curls his fingers just right, brushing against a certain spot inside of him. Seth curls and thrusts his fingers in and out of Dean, all he wants to do is fuck him the tight heat around his fingers is making his cock throb. He thrusts his fingers a couple of more times, making sure to brush Dean's sweet spot so that he can hear those delicious little moans, before pulling them out. Dean makes a weak noise of protest, and Seth can't help but laugh as he reaches for the condom.
"Don't worry baby, gonna' make you feel so much better than that." He leans down and kisses Dean hard, his tongue swirling around Dean's as his hand clamps around his jaw. Seth pulls away and hastily tears the condom open and rolling the latex over his cock. He takes a look at the lube bottle beside of Dean and then at Dean, he grins as he passes the lube to Dean.
"Gonna get me nice and ready, babe?" Dean shudders as he timidly takes the bottle from Seth's hands, squirting a generous amount into the palm of his hand. Slowly, Dean strokes Seth's cock, slicking it up with the lube. Seth groans, the feeling of Dean's slow hand caressing him pulling him closer to the edge. He grabs hold of Dean's wrist, stopping him before he cums before he even gets inside of the man beneath him.
He hooks one of Dean's legs over his shoulder and positions himself, teasing the head of his cock into Dean. Dean lets out a gasp that's half tangled with a moan and it's something Seth needs to hear again, so he pulls back before pressing the head barely in again. This time, Dean lets out a long whine, his need building, and Seth takes pity on him and thrusts in with one fluid movement. He stills for a moment, allowing Dean to adjust to his size and appreciating the tight heat of Dean around his cock.
Linking his hands with Dean, Seth kisses him slowly and starts to thrust into him. He starts off slow, pulling his cock nearly all the way out before thrusting back into him quickly, peppering little kisses across Dean's neck.
"You feel so good baby, God, you're so perfect." Seth breathes, thrusts starting to speed up. Dean keens low in his throat – and Seth swears he's never heard something so beautiful – and wraps his legs around Seth's waist. Seth tightens his grip on Dean's hands and rests his forehead against Dean's. The beautiful look on Dean's face and the delicious little sounds that are coming out of his mouth make Seth realise one thing: he's well and truly fucked. This is different; this is not just a casual desperate fuck like he has with Nikki. He knows he's going to want more, need more of Dean. He's pretty sure that if Nikki told him they couldn't fool around anymore, he'd be OK. Annoyed perhaps, because Nikki is fucking out of this world in the bedroom, but he doesn't need to fuck her to survive.
But Dean, Dean feels different. There's something, a tingling surging through his body as he thrusts into him, that's got him addicted already. Seth feels like suddenly there's a chain wrapping his and Dean's wrists, binding them together. He knows he should have never have let this happen, but Dean's irresistible. Seth's fucked, but he's fucked in the best way possible. He'll deal with the consequences as and when they come to him, but right now, he's going to enjoy every moan and every whimper that's falling out of Dean's mouth and the feel of him clenching around his cock.
Seth speeds up his thrusts even more; hitting Dean's prostrate head on each time. Dean shouts out Seth's name, and it's the first time Seth's ever heard him say it and it's so beautiful.
Seth groans, "Say my name again baby, c'mon, scream it for me." He releases one of Dean's hands and slides his down to finally wrap around Dean's neglected cock. A strangled moan and Seth's name rushes out of Dean with a long shuddering breath, Seth kisses his neck, resisting the urge to sink his fangs in and strokes Dean roughly. He can feel his orgasm approaching quickly and he desperately wants Dean to come with him so he speeds up his thrusts and his hand in equal measure and leans in close to Dean's ear.
"Come on, cum with me princess." He licks the shell of Dean's and with a shuddering breath and a final, strangled cry of his name, Dean cums hard all over his fist and chest. Seth quickly follows, feeling his orgasm shoot straight through his cock; he moans loud and bites his own lip to stop him from biting Dean's neck. Seth slumps down onto Dean, their hands still interlaced, both panting and breathing hard. Seth kisses Dean's neck and then his cheek before pulling out of him and pulling the condom off, tying it up and throwing it in the trash can. He pushes himself off Dean and heads into the bathroom and comes back with a wet washcloth to clean Dean up. Seth wipes away Dean's cum from his chest and from his own hand before folding the cloth up and presses it to Dean's sweaty face.
Seth grins, watching Dean's eyes flutter open and closed at the light touches. "You're so beautiful. Really wish you were all mine." He presses a kiss to the corner of Dean's mouth, running his finger along his plump bottom lip.
Dean blushes, the redness spreading from his cheeks down to his neck. "D'know why." Dean mumbles, looking away from Seth. Seth catches his chin between his thumb and his index finger and pulls Dean's face back up to look at him.
"Why baby? Because you're perfect. If you were mine, I wouldn't leave you all by yourself," Seth kisses Dean's lips lightly, "Wouldn't bite you hard like this, I'd only bite you if you wanted me to," Seth says, licking over one of Hunter's bite marks on Seth's neck. "If you were mine," Seth continues, hand running through Dean's curls, "I'd look after you properly." Dean smiles timidly, but it manages to reach his eyes as he leans up slowly and presses a quick kiss to Seth's cheek. Seth's heart flutters in his chest. He doesn't want the morning to end, so he throws the washcloth in the direction of the trashcan and pulls the covers back around the both of them, cocooning them together. Dean curls around him, like its natural, and Seth presses a kiss to his head. This is what he wants, and what he can't have.
Throughout the week that Hunter is away, Seth doesn't let Dean go back to the spare bedroom. He doesn't want to see Dean all cooped up and lonely when he could be perfectly curled around him all night, so Dean sleeps in Seth's bed every night. Dean starts to relax more, and he starts to tell Seth about himself. Seth enjoys stroking Dean's hair as he listens to Dean tell him about how he was an on and off mechanic before he met Hunter. Dean also tells him that Hunter never let him talk much, and that was why he was so scared and shy beforehand.
Seth shows Dean all over the house, even all the little cupboards which would be good hiding spots if Dean were to ever need them. On one particular night, Seth starts up the open, log burning fire and reads to Dean in front of it. Seth gets about a hundred pages in before Dean's shy fingers trail up and down his thigh teasingly and Seth takes him there and then, right on the floor. Seth couldn't describe that time as a fuck, considering how slow he went and how Dean's body jerked with each thrust, he could only describe it as making love. He tries not to think of how it sounds in his mind, about making love to Hunter's pet. But Dean is so much more than that to him now.
The peace and tranquillity is shattered though, on the fifth day. Nikki calls him, telling him that they were finished in Prague and would be back home in two days, at the most. It's clear that Hunter had no intention of calling him and telling him when they were going to be back, and Seth can't help but think that maybe this had been a test to see if Seth was loyal to Hunter or not. Of course he never has been, but that's not the point. If it wasn't for Nikki, the whole situation could have gotten pretty nasty very quickly.
On the day that Hunter's meant to return, Seth fucks Dean in the spare bedroom, whispering in Dean's ear as he cums as to who exactly he belongs to. He doesn't care about Hunter anymore, the man can do what he wants to him for betraying him, but he does care about Dean. He can't bear the thought of Hunter hurting Dean. He'll do whatever it takes to look after him, even if it means putting himself in a difficult position. Seth kisses him slowly, hands threaded through Dean's soft curls.
"Hunter coming back doesn't change this, OK?" Seth says, pulling him close to his body. "Still gonna' look after you, baby. I'm not gonna' let Hunter hurt you." Dean nods and tightens his arms around Seth's body. They stay embraced until Seth's phone chimes in his pocket with a call from Nikki. It's a warning that they're close to the house, they'd arranged to do it so Hunter's return went smoothly. Seth kisses Dean for what feels like the final time and heads back to the main quarters of the house.
xXx
"How was the trip?" Seth asks, politely helping Nikki with her bags as she comes through the door. Hunter's busy paying the taxi as Randy hauls his and Hunter's bags to the stairs.
"The same as usual, lots of old men staring at my tits. Enjoy being basically home alone?"
Seth grins, the past week running through his head. "Quiet, yeah. Nice, though." Hunter closes the door behind them loudly and grins at Seth, wide and toothy before throwing an arm around Seth's shoulder.
"So Seth, what did you get up to while we were gone, anything fun?"
Seth smirks and pats Hunter on the back, eyes twinkling. "Wouldn't you like to know?"