Seth inhaled sharply as Dean suddenly stepped forward from the shadow. The two toned man hadn't even noticed him, and he was now more frightened that he was mere seconds ago. Dean stalked forward towards the bed, undressing himself as he went, but his eyes never leaving Seth's. His eyes. They had never displayed any emotion that wasn't anger, but looking into those icy depths now, Seth could see something new: lust, with a small hint of something else Seth couldn't quite figure out. He wanted so desperately to piss Dean off again, to anger him to the point where he'd knock Seth unconscious again just so he could prolong what he could no longer deny, but Seth couldn't move. The look Dean was giving him rooted him to the spot and Seth's limbs were refusing to co-operate what his mind was desperately screaming – escape.

Dean stopped at the foot of the bed, dressed in nothing but his boxers. He couldn't wait to feel Seth underneath him. But despite his earlier threat of ripping the boy to shreds, Dean was prepared to be a little gentler. He could risk breaking Seth the first time by being too rough. No, the rough stuff would come later when Seth learned to accept that Dean would get whatever he wanted at any cost and simply stopped fighting him. Maybe one day Seth would even enjoy the things Dean was planning on doing to him. Maybe. But for now Dean was going to enjoy himself regardless of whether Seth was willing or not.

He knelt on the edge of the bed, placing his hands next to Seth's hips, and stooping down to lick at the younger mans belly button. He traced his tongue up from Seth's belly button, over his chest and stopped when his tongue ran over the junction where his neck met his shoulder, kissing it gently. He knew he was confusing Seth, all his actions were the complete opposite of his earlier threats, but he didn't care, he was enjoying himself. Seth tastes like innocence – something he wouldn't have left by the time Dean was finished, and Dean couldn't bring himself to care. He raised his head to look into the two toned mans eyes and simply stared for a moment. Seth had such beautiful eyes. He briefly wondered what they'd look like if Seth broke tonight.

He was going to lean down and kiss Seth but decided against it. If he tried right now Seth might just grow a back bone and bite him again, and as amusing as it was watching Seth struggle, it fucking hurt when the bastard had bit him. No, he'd kiss Seth later when he knew it was safe. Instead he leaned down and traced his tongue the opposite way, trailing down his chest, stopping momentarily to trace his nipples and then continuing its path until it had reached the base of Seth's semi hard cock. Dean smirked mentally to himself. As much as Seth might have been pretending he didn't want this, his body was betraying him. If he really didn't want this he wouldn't be getting hard just from Dean's tongue running across his body.

Dean wrapped his lips around the head of Seth's cock, sucking it gently before pulling back and tracing his tongue across the vein on the underside of it. He sucked the head back into his mouth once he'd reached the head and began swallowing his cock down at a painfully slow pace. Despite his pace Dean could feel Seth's cock getting harder everytime he swallowed. He hollowed his cheeks so he could draw Seth into his mouth completely, and moaned softly when he reached the base.

Seth almost gasped when he felt Dean moan around his cock, the vibrations felt so good, but he managed to catch himself at the last second. No matter how good it felt, Seth was going to keep convincing himself he didn't want it. This was rape; it wasn't supposed to feel good. But damn if Dean kept this up Seth didn't know what would happen, and that scared him more than anything.

Dean knew what he was doing was having an effect on Seth and he was very pleased at himself for it. He couldn't wait to see how Seth would react to what he was planning next. He continued sucking him off for a few moments, enjoying the way Seth felt in his mouth, and then pulled off Seth's cock, licking his lips to savour the taste. Briefly looking into Seth's eyes he could still see fear, but it was slowly being edged out by arousal. He knew he'd have Seth begging for more before the night was out. Moving down and off Seth's body and onto the floor where he dropped his pants Dean retrieved a bottle of lube he'd hid in his pocket earlier. He had been planning this since the arena, and he knew that he couldn't hurt Seth too badly, if he did then Seth wouldn't be able to perform, or possibly even walk properly, and people would ask questions, so Dean had come prepared. Climbing back on the bed he dropped the bottle of lube in between Seth's thighs and crawled forward till he was straddling Seth's chest. He looked down and the younger man, stroking his hair gently as he spoke.

"Now princess, I've been nice so far, but my threat from before still stands. So what's it gonna be Seth? You gonna be a good little girl and suck my cock or do I have to fuck you dry?"

Dean had no intentions of fucking Seth without some sort of lubrication. But Seth didn't need to know that. He watched as Seth visibly swallowed, and then without saying a word, slowly parted his lips. Dean tried to suppress a smirk, not wanting to frighten him further, and thrusted his hips forward slightly. He closed his eyes, almost screaming in delight at the first touch of Seth's tongue to his shaft. He could feel his tongue slowly licking the slit, gathering up the pre cum that had formed there before slowly wrapping his lips around the head, sucking gently but firmly. He could tell Seth had never sucked a cock in his life and was simply trying to mirror what Dean had done previously, but as he bobbed his head up and down Dean's dick, he had to admit he was pretty good for a beginner. He'd be a pro soon enough.

He knew that angle at which Seth was sucking him off wasn't any good for his neck but at that moment Dean couldn't think straight, all he could think about where the sensations Seth's mouth were causing. Dean moaned louder as Seth's mouth travelled further down his cock, and he began bucking his hips in a vain attempt to get more of his dick in Seth's mouth. He knew Seth couldn't take him all, not yet, he hadn't had enough practice to be able to do that, but he was fairing pretty well. Dean could feel something familiar tingling in his balls and, with regret, pulled pack and slide out of Seth's mouth, not wanting to come yet and end his fun. Dean thought he might have imagined the look of disappointment that flashed across Seth's face. But regardless of whether Seth was enjoying this or not, it was almost time for the main event.

Seth was shaking. Not just because of what he had done, but because everything else that that went with it. He had sucked dean off. He hadn't even been afraid when dean had 'threatened' him, he felt almost aroused at what dean had been saying. What the fuck was wrong with him? He wasn't gay, why the hell was he getting off on dean calling him princess? And then, as if by instinct, he'd reached forward, almost wanting to know what it felt like to have dean's cock in his mouth. He didn't know what the hell was wrong with him, this wasn't normal; he shouldn't be feeling this way. What had dean done to him?

He was so worried about what he was feeling he hadn't even noticed dean slicking up his fingers with lube, but he certainly felt it when dean pressed a finger up against his ass. His heart stood still for a moment before beginning to flutter wildly. He felt dean press in slowly, and as it burned for a moment Seth felt relief that he was taking it slow. As dean began fingering him he felt the burning sensation leave for a moment, but as dean added a finger and began scissoring him he couldn't help the tension that ran through his body. Until dean did something that made his entire body shake, for a whole different reason.

Dean knew the second he hit Seth's sweet spot. The tension left his body as he raised his hips off the bed. He couldn't help but smile as he watched Seth biting his lip, trying not to moan but he seemed to not notice that he had begun humping the air, his cock seeming to want some attention. He started fingering Seth at a quicker pace, adding a third finger and hitting his prostate with every thrust of his fingers. He had a condom in his pocket but he couldn't wait to get inside Seth. He knew he was clean, and he was willing to take the chance that Seth was to as he lubed up his cock and pulled his fingers out. He heard Seth groaning lowly at the loss of his fingers and it only fuelled him further. He lined up his cock with Seth's virgin entrance, pushing in slowly. Seth's ass clenched tightly around his cock, and the feeling was like heaven. He was about to begin thrusting when a simple word stopped him in his tracks.

"Wait." It wasn't no. It wasn't stop. It was wait. Seth was asking him to wait until he adjusted to his cock as opposed to pulling out completely. Dean smiled a genuine smile as he leaned down and kissed away the last shreds of tears that remained on Seth's cheek. He knew Seth would come round to this, he just didn't think it would be this quickly, but that just made this moment even more perfect.

He waited until he saw Seth nod his head slightly, and began thrusting in and out gently. He knew Seth was still adjusting to the feeling of being fucked for the first time but dean didn't know how long he could hold this torturous pace for. He changed his angle and it only took a few thrusts before he once again found Seth's prostate. He angled his hips so he hit it at every thrust, and Seth was soon moaning underneath him, his hips rising to meet every thrust. Dean quickened his pace, and reached between them to grasp Seth's neglected cock. He stroked it in time with the trust of his hips, and he could soon feel Seth's ass tightening around him, he knew Seth was about to cum.

Seth moaned out dean's name as he came, squirting over both their stomachs. Hearing Seth call out his name was all it took to push dean over the edge as he came inside of Seth, his hips thrusting erratically as he rode out the waves of his orgasm, collapsing on top of Seth when he was done.

When dean caught his breath he slowly slid out of Seth, already missing the feeling of being inside him. He kissed Seth gently on the forehead as he moved down the bed to where his pants rested on the floor, pulling out his pocket knife. He cut the ropes that were holding Seth hostage as he retreated to the bathroom to clean up. He brought the wash cloth out with him with the intension of cleaning Seth up as well, but when he came out he saw Seth sat on the edge of the bed, looking conflicted and defeated. He stopped dead in his tracks as Seth looked up with red rimmed eyes, and asked him one simple question that he wasn't even sure he knew the answer to.

"What the hell have you done to me?"

A/N – OOOOOOOOHHHH! So, what do you think? It's not my best sex scene ever but I tried :P Let me all know what you thought of the sex! And, you know, the none sex part. Thank you!

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