AN: Thank you everyone that has read this far! I hope that you like it. This is going to be the last installment of the first of the series. I haven't decided whether I will just publish the whole thing on FF as one big story or cut it down like I plan for AO3. If you have an opinion let me know!

This Chapter is rated M (it is also uncut!)

Disclaimer: I own only the plot :)

CH6 -Heat of the Moment

The two could barely make it to the makeshift bed that Dean had been sleeping in. There were clothes ripped and discarded, neither caring much about that as they tried to memorize each other with their hands. Dean felt like Benny's hands were everywhere at once. The sensations seemed stronger than any time had had thrown in with someone else. He didn't know if it had to do with him being a Mer, or with him and Benny being mates or whatever. He just knew that if they didn't get started quick, it would end much faster than either of them wanted.
Benny was quick to get the hint, Dean's heart rate going much faster than it had been, and moved to grab the massage oil he had on the night table. He wanted Dean, but he wasn't about to compromise on Dean's comfort either. He knew that this first coupling was going to be fast, it always was between mates, but he also knew that after this they would have forever.
By the time that Benny had gotten to thoroughly stretching him, Dean was beyond words. The only thing he cared about was the feeling of Benny, his mouth on his neck, one hand stroking his side, while the other moved and twisted his fingers deeper, hitting Dean's sweet spot. Dean dug his hands into Benny's shoulders, letting him know it was time for the next step. Benny drew back from where he was marking Dean's neck, looking to make sure that this was what he wanted. He knew there was no going back after this. Dean's only response was to raise and eyebrow when Benny paused for too long. He got the hint.
Dean threw back his head as Benny slowly entered him. It was more intense than any other time he'd had sex. He let out a moan as Benny bottomed out, feeling his throb inside him. Benny panted against his chest as he waited for Dean to get used to him, in an effort to stop himself from thrusting mindlessly into Dean's warm body. At Dean's nod, Benny slowly started to move, small thrusts at first, mixed with a few rolls, trying to find the spot that would have Dean seeing stars. He knew when he found it. Dean's back arched against the sheet and he let out a moan, that he would forever deny, as Benny continued to pound into him. Soon Dean was meeting him thrust for thrust, moving enough that the trailer rocked from their motion. Neither of them noticed. Benny grabbed Dean's hips, lifting him up til he was almost sitting in Benny's lap. Dean wrapped his legs around Benny's waist, holding him close and deeper, the angle allowing for Benny to slide deeper into Dean, both of them groaning at the feel. Before long Benny was thrusting erratically, Dean following as he could feel the end coming. Dean could have sobbed, he was almost there, but he couldn't reach it. Something was missing.
Dean must have made a noise, Benny pulled him closer, leaning down till they were chest to chest, one hand stroking Dean in time to his thrusts, the other gently turning Dean's head to the side. Benny thrust deeply one more time, and bit Dean at the juncture between his neck and shoulder. Dean came with a shout and Benny followed after him, the warmth soaking into Dean as he fell boneless back on the bed. Benny held still for a moment before removing his teeth from Dean's neck and slowly pulling out to lay next to Dean. Dean made a small noise of displeasure when Benny left, but was quickly placated by Benny moving to pull a plug from the side table and slowly pushing it in. He didn't know why, but the thought of Benny's cum in him left him happy and sated. He slowly drifted off to Benny running a hand through his hair.
When Dean woke up, the first thing he noticed was that Benny was asleep next to him, and sunlight was streaming through the blinds. The next, which was discovered when he sat up to make coffee, was that Dean was sore and the plug was still in him. It took almost every inch of self control Dean had not to jump Benny again with the thought of what happened the night before. As it was Dean had to take a cool shower and jerk one off before he could think about facing Benny. He left the plug in though. Dean liked the thought of Benny's cum inside him, marking him. Although, Dean thought, the bite mark on his neck probably would do a better job.
Dean was sitting outside, drinking a beer when Benny got up for the evening. Benny couldn't resist giving Dean a kiss, one which was reciprocated enthusiastically. Benny realized they would need to have a conversation over what had happened the night before. Benny hadn't meant to mark him, had meant to only show how he felt towards the younger man, but they had officially mated. Benny also wanted to make sure that Dean was doing ok with the mating, and that there weren't any adverse effects that they might not know of since there had never been a vampire mer mating before.
"How you doing Chere?" Benny asked.
Dean hmmed before responding "pretty good, been waiting for you to wake up" He shifted as he finished and Benny caught his heart rate going up.
"Well we can continue in a moment. I wanna ask you about your plans now. Gonna continue Hunting? Look for your dad?" Benny asked, hoping to get the uncomfortable qestions out of the way first, before they could move on to the more pleasurable part.
Dean scrunched up his face "What are you talking about? Why would we hunt? I don't really care for venison or anything all that much? And why would I look for my dad?"
Benny's unbeating heart dropped, he hoped Dean just wasn't thinking. His mind whirled. "Shugar, don't you know about what Hunting really is? Wendigos, gouls, all that stuff?" He asked, hoping that Dean was just playing the fool.
Dean frowned at Benny. "What? That stuff isn't real...is it?"
Benny tried not to freak out as he watched his mate frown to himself. Dean couldn't remember hunting, didn't think about wanting to leave to find his Dad and see why he didn't call him. It could just be temporary. Benny thought about all the things he'd heard about vampires mating. There hadn't been memory loss in any of those cases. He froze. Benny coulda smacked himself. Mer mating. Those other Mer had said outright that when Dean mated he would loose his memories. Benny hoped it wasn't going to be permanent, seeing as how it was a part mer and part vampire mating.
Benny squatted down in front of Dean "Chere, you need to tell me what you remember. We mated last night and it seems like you're missing pieces. I wanna make sure everything's going to be ok."
Dean looked at Benny wide eyed. He didn't think about what seemed odd or different this morning, only what Benny might want, or what they would do. It was like nothing else existed for moments when he tried to think otherwise. Dean thought hard. Hunting floated through his mind, and what it meant, as well as his car. But there was something out of reach, a tall young man with shaggy hair that Dean had the urge to cut. Dean knew him, but didn't remember him. As soon as he tried, the image cleared, but hunting faded again. He swallowed and said.
"It's all fading, slowly, but I can feel it going. I'm not going to keep anything soon."
Benny sat shocked for a minute before grabbing Dean in a tight hug. He had just gotten his mate, and he wasn't going to loose any of his personality or memories that were precious to him. There had to be a way. Benny remembered about the Winchesters' they usually had a connection to a select few hunters. Only one that was really spoken to though. Bobby Singer, the lore specialist. If anyone knew about a way to halt or reverse Dean's memory wipe, it would be him.
Benny pulled Dean's phone from where he had stuck it in his pocket, paged through it and dialed one of the few numbers in it.
"Sorry to bother you, Mr. Singer, I'm called about Dean Winchester...No sir, he's not hurt so much. It's like a curse, his memories are disappearing...No sir, I'm not a hunter. I don't see...Ah'm his boyfriend. Can you just tell me where you're at? Singer Salvage, Sioux Falls? Yes sir, We'll be there by tomorrow night." Benny hung up the phone and looked at Dean, who was still sitting there. "We're going to fix this Shugar. Let's get going."

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