Dean knocked on Harry's door and waited. He heard a couple of bangs before Harry answered and held the door open. Dean stepped in and looked around before he focused on Harry. He then stepped forward and grabbed the man around the waist and pulled him close. Harry just wrapped his arms loosely around him.
"How's the leg?" Dean asked with a smirk. "I could give it a look over if you want?"
Harry laughed before pulling Dean down into a kiss. Dean's hands wandered under the man's shirt before he tugged him closer until there was no room between them. Harry then grabbed his ass and squeezed. Dean gasped and Harry took advantage before trailing kisses down his neck. Harry quickly took control as he pushed him back into the wall and tugged him down into a heated kiss. Dean normally would take over at this point but Harry just grabbed his ass as he pushed him into the wall and those thoughts fled.
Dean's hands ran up Harry's back and tugged his shirt over his head. He pulled back briefly and took in the image that Harry made. His hair was the normal tangled mess as his green eyes watched him. Dean could feel himself hardening at the sight. He gave the man a grin. Harry just grabbed his belt and pulled him forward with surprising strength. Dean yelped as he staggered forward as Harry gave him a grin that sent a bolt through him.
"This is not how it's supposed to go," Dean muttered as he tried to grab for Harry again.
"I've seen into your mind, Dean." Harry reminded him as he turned and pushed Dean back on the bed. "You have watched way too much porn."
Dean laughed as he landed on the bed and tugged his own shirt over his head. Harry looked down at him with burning green eyes and Dean gave him a smirk.
"So what part are you playing?" Dean questioned. "Slutty school teacher? Plumber? Or is there a woman at the door waiting to come in for room service?"
Harry laughed as he knelt on the bed and pushed Dean back. He pinned his arms down as he straddled his waist. He dipped forward and kissed him and Dean lost himself to the taste and feeling of the man above him. His control taken away from him for that moment. Dean groaned as Harry released one of his hands and ran the other down his chest to his belt.
Harry flicked his belt open with experience as he kissed down Dean's neck before taking his hard cock in his hand. Harry didn't hesitate as he stroked him in just the way that Dean liked and he surrendered to the feeling. Even if he wanted to roll the other man and take him hard. Harry pulled back and looked down at him and Dean groaned at the glint in his eyes. He knew on some level that Harry was aware of what he was thinking.
"You know," Dean groaned as his hips rocked forward. "You have an unfair advantage here."
Harry chuckled and the sound sent a buzz down his back before Harry attacked his nipples and down his side with kisses and nips. Dean grabbed the man's ass in one hand and squeezed. Harry was hard muscle and Dean could feel the strength as Harry released his other hand. Dean's hands quickly unbuckled Harry's belt and he wiggled out of his pants.
Dean tried to wiggle out of his own pants while his shoes got in the way and Harry snorted a laugh before he rolled to the side. Dean cursed as he struggled out of his shoes while Harry watched him in amusement.
"I bet this part isn't in the pornos," Harry chuckled. "Reality never seems to live up to the fantasy."
Dean just lunged at Harry and the man yelped as Dean took him in a burning kiss as he laid between Harry's legs. He ran one hand down Harry's side and pulled on his leg which Harry hooked behind him. Then rolled them. Dean yelped which turned into a groan as Harry slipped down his body and took his cock in his mouth. He grabbed the pillow under his head as he arched his back. Harry knew just how to use his tongue to get the most amount of pleasure out of him. He didn't even protest when he felt a finger at his entrance.
He brought his legs up as Harry widened him as he played with his balls and sucked him until Dean was panting and holding on as tightly as he could. He was so close to the edge as he felt Harry wrap his fingers around the base of his cock and hold him there.
"Harry," Dean groaned loudly.
Harry pulled back and gave him such a grin he almost came undone right then. Harry slipped back up his body and settled between his legs. He wrapped his legs around Harry's waist as the man pushed forward while he kissed up his neck. He shifted at the feeling as Harry rocked forward gently which spoke of experience. Harry then grabbed his cock in one hand and stroked him.
Dean groaned loudly at the duel feeling as Harry pulled back and looked down at him with intense green eyes. He tugged on the man's ass to encourage him to move faster but Harry didn't pick up his pace as he felt something wrap around the base of his cock. He glanced down but Harry just chuckled and his eyes darted back up.
"It's okay," Harry panted. "I've got you."
Dean groaned as Harry rocked forward and hit him in just the right spot before pulling back and doing the same. He picked up the pace as Dean's fingers dug into Harry's back as he arched his back in pleasure. Without what was wrapped around his cock he would have come then as pleasure ran through him setting his nerves on fire. Harry attacked his exposed neck as he grabbed his ass in one hand. Harry picked up the pace until he was slamming into him and they both panted.
Then Dean was released and he groaned loudly as he came hard. Harry moaned above him and thrust forward hard as he came. He twitched forward a couple of times before stilling as they panted. Dean looked up and Harry gave him a grin and thrust forward and Dean groaned.
"Harry," Dean gasped as he unwrapped his legs.
Harry just laughed and rolled onto his back while Dean watched him. He reached out and ran his hand through that messy hair and Harry looked at him in amusement.
"Still not fair," Dean muttered as he rolled the other way and grabbed a towel from the floor.
Harry grabbed his ass before he could roll back and Dean yelped.
"You'll get over it," Harry told him as Dean cleaned himself up and passed him the towel. "Being a quick learner and all that."
Dean chuckled as he laid out on his back and Harry curled into him. He just took in the feeling as he laid there before looking down at Harry's leg.
"Looks like that wound has healed up," Dean remarked.
"I heal quickly," Harry muttered into his chest.
"Good to know," Dean said before they fell into silence.
He just took it in as Harry slipped into a doze. Dean just stared up at the ceiling as Harry laid sprawled over him while he played with the edges of his tangled hair. It had been a long time since he'd taken a man to his bed. Not since he was a teenager and he'd been so guilty that his father would find him that he hadn't been able to enjoy himself. Now was different as he ran his hand down Harry's back. The worry that Sam would find them was nothing to him now. He felt comfortable as he laid there with Harry's warmth spread out over him.
Harry had proven himself as experience and Dean had liked that. Had even liked giving up control for once and let someone else call the shots. His hand wandered over Harry's bum and he felt the muscles there. There was a strength to the other man that he hadn't been expecting. He just relaxed back and let the tension drain out of him.
"Dean!" Sam yelled as he banged on the door. "You in there?"
Harry started awake and looked around as Dean groaned. His brother had timing.
"Yeah," Dean called out. "Hang on-"
Sam banged through the door then froze with his eyes locked on them. He then blushed with a yelp and turned his back on them.
"Fuck," Sam swore. "Sorry, I didn't know."
"Damn it, Sammy!" Dean exploded as he tried to untangle himself from Harry and the bed. "Hey!"
Dean yelped as Harry grabbed him and tugged him back to the mattress before he rolled from the bed. Dean's eyes trailed over that lean form then felt desire run through him when Harry bent over to pick up his pants. Harry then threw his pants at Dean as he picked up his own. Harry slipped into the pants as he smirked over at Dean.
"Did you want something, Sam?" Harry asked, mildly. "While I try to find my shirt. Dean, where did you throw the bloody thing?"
Sam coughed before it turned into a laugh and Dean threw a pillow at his brother.
"Hey," Sam yelped and turned back around. "What was that for?"
"You know," Dean muttered as he slipped into his pants.
"Well, it's funny." Sam stated and Dean noticed Harry paused. "The amount of times that people thought that we were together! You were giving off a vibe."
Harry laughed this time as he threw a shirt to Dean and slipped his own over his head. Dean watched as each bit of skin was covered up sadly and silently cursed his brother then verbally cursed him. Sam just gave him a smirk.
"Did you want something, Sam?" Harry repeated. "Or just to embarrass your brother?"
"That was a bonus," Sam said with a smirk. "After all the gay jok-"
"Shut it," Dean snapped.
"Children," Harry muttered as he walked over to the mini fridge.
"We have a run of animal attacks," Sam reported as he pulled the newspaper from his back pocket. "From reports they think that it's a bear-"
"A little out of our department then," Dean cut in.
"That can turn off alarms and open doors without leaving marks," Sam continued. "Then rips their throats out."
"That sounds more like one of ours," Dean said as he took the paper in his hand and read it through. "Not far from here either."
Harry handed Dean a bottle of water in exchange for the paper. Sam's eyes just flicked between them.
"Spit it out, Sammy." Dean demanded and Harry opened his mouth. "Not a word, Harry."
Harry chuckled as he sat on the bed and started reading the paper in his hands.
"So um, you and Harry." Sam muttered, awkwardly. "That's um…"
"What?" Dean snapped on edge.
"Let the man speak, Dean." Harry warned. "I'm sure if he had a big problem with it then he would have left by now."
"This is between us, Harry." Dean stated and the man raised an eyebrow.
"Fine," Harry stood. "I'll just go get a coffee then."
Harry threw the paper on the bed and left his own rooms. He didn't slam the door but Dean could almost hear that on the air. He turned to Sam as he straightened up.
"Well?" Dean stated. "Do you have a problem with this?"
"No," Sam yelped. "It was just unexpected is all. I've walked in on you with plenty of woman-"
"Perhaps you should learn not to walk in on me then."
"Come on, Dean." Sam sighed.
Dean crossed his arms over his chest as all that tension rushed back. Sam just eyed him off in a way that he knew that he'd just flipped his brother's world view on its head.
"I'm serious," Dean said. "Do you have a problem with this?"
"What?" Sam uttered. "No, you're my brother, Dean."
Dean just looked down his nose at Sam as if he weren't a head and a bit taller than him. Sam sighed and nodded.
"It's fine," Sam stated. "It will just take a little getting used to is all and what it means for us?"
"Well," Dean reasoned. "Harry likes to drive his own car and have his own room so I don't see it changing much."
"Okay," Sam agreed and picked up the paper. "We have a homicidal bear that can open doors to look into."
xXx
Dean's eyes kept flicking to the review mirror as he picked up Harry's car behind them. They were on a quiet road but he still kept checking even if he knew that Harry had the address that they were going to meet at. Harry had felt like burgers so they were going to stop in at a joint that the brothers had tried before. He knew that he wouldn't be able to afford the rental for long and would have to work something else out soon. He just didn't want to face up to the fact that his baby was beyond repair.
"You keep checking," Sam commented as he looked over at him. "He has the address."
"Yes," Dean snapped as he accelerated.
"Just saying," Sam remarked. "He's never had a problem finding us before."
Dean nodded then eased up on the pedal when he noticed that Harry didn't speed up as well. Sam sighed and Dean glanced over at him.
"What?" Dean growled.
"Nothing," Sam said.
"Shut up."
Sam just laughed as Dean fumed.