Next chapter will be posted next Monday. Sorry for the delay but I have some serious personal issues to deal with at the moment and can't put the focus needed into writing right now. I promise the next chapter will be up on Monday!

*WARNING: Wincest. Kinda.

Enjoy!

Demon yanked his hand away. "Are you nuts?! You wanna do this here? Now? What the hell?!"

"I can't stand that fucking look in your eyes." Dean snapped.

"What look?"

"You look like you're expecting me to hurt you. It's driving me nuts."

"So you respond by telling me to fuck you?!" Demon said in a high pitched, shocked voice.

Deans eyes widened. "Whoa, hold on! I said touch, not fuck."

"And how the hell is touching you supposed to make me feel better?"

Deans eyes softened. "You've had control taken away from you. This way, you can get some of it back."

Demon stared at him oddly. "Since when did you become Dr. Phil's apprentice?" He asked mockingly.

"Be serious for a damn minute! That... assault-"

"Rape." Demon said dully.

Dean stared at him sadly. "That rape is making you regress. You... you look like Sam did when I first met him. You're scared of being close to me, you're scared of hands, you're scared to be touched. You're scared, and that's not you. I'm not gonna let you slide down this path, not if I can stop it."

"I'm not scared of hands." Demon scoffed.

Dean reached up to lay his hand on Demons cheek, causing the man to flinch violently away and smack his head against the wall. Dean dropped his hand to his side.

"Alright, point made. I still don't see how me touching you is gonna help me." Demon muttered as he rubbed his stinging head.

Dean shrugged. "What can it hurt?"

Demons eyes hardened. "Fine." He growled before pulling Dean forward and shoving him against the wall.

Demon grabbed Deans crotch roughly, his eyes turning red when Dean groaned in pain.

"Demon." Dean said warningly. He looked the man in the eyes for a moment before shoving him away. "I'm not gonna let you touch me if you're gonna take all your anger out on me! I prefer my dick to stay attached, thanks very much!" Dean snapped.

Demon glared at him. "What d'you want me to do? All my anger comes out when I touch and fuck, okay? I can't help it!"

Dean stared at him for a moment, long enough to cause Demon to drop his gaze submissively. He clenched his jaw angrily when he realized what he'd done before he forced his eyes back up to meet Deans.

"What if I touch you?" Dean said.

Demon scoffed. "Yeah, cause that went so well the first time."

"I'll go slower."

Demon shrugged. "You can try. I make no fucking promises."

Dean very slowly reached his hand out to brush against Demons arm.

Demon shivered and tensed reflexively. Every muscle in his body locked up instinctively, waiting for an assault.

Dean slowly ran his hand up Demons arm to his shoulder, causing Demon to tremble and lean away instinctively.

Dean brought his hand to rest on Demons cheek.

Demon froze, his breathing labored from anxiety.

"Shhh... it's okay baby." Dean whispered.

Demons eyes hardened. "When the fuck did you start calling me 'baby'?" He growled back.

"Shut up." Dean chuckled before bringing his other hand to rest on Demons waist.

Demon tensed up again, his eyes flashing red from fear. "Dean... " He whispered anxiously.

"You're safe baby boy. You're safe, I swear." Dean said reassuringly.

Demon swallowed nervously as Dean ran his hand under the mans shirt to feel his stomach and chest.

Demon moaned slightly when Dean ran his hand over the mans nipple.

"Good boy." Dean mumbled as Demon began relaxing.

Demon glared at him. "Don't steal my lines, asshole."

Dean smirked. He stepped closer as he ran his hands down Demons back to his denim covered ass.

Demon tensed up again, his eyes immediately turned a blood red.

"Shhhhh." Dean said against the mans lips before giving him a gentle kiss.

Demon instantly relaxed at the feeling of Deans lips on his.

Dean slowly pulled away to whisper in his ear, "You're okay."

Demon nipped at Deans neck, wanting more.

Dean growled before grinding against Demon, who moaned softly in response.

Dean unzipped Demons jeans, staring into the mans eyes as he did so.

Demon tensed up again, unable to help the wave of fear that hit him at the sound.

"Easy. It's me, he's not here. I promise."

Demon nodded shakily, still feeling nervous.

Dean unzipped his own jeans before carefully stroking Demon, who groaned in response.

Demon growled before grabbing Deans dick and biting his neck as a surge of pleasure shot through him from Deans touch.

Dean chuckled. "Easy, killer." He mumbled in Demons ear.

"Fuck that." Demon growled back.

Dean shoved Demon against the wall. "I can if you want me to." He said jokingly.

Demon stared him in the eye for a long moment before somewhat warily replying, "Okay."

Deans eyes widened. "What?!"

"I said okay." Demon replied a bit more confidently.

"I was joking!" Dean said in shock.

"I'm not. I need this, Dean. More than you know. Don't make me fucking beg."

Dean swallowed, still in shock. "Okay. Okay." He brought his lips back to meet Demons before he turned the man around. He trailed kisses down his neck and back, causing Demon to moan as he leaned on his hands against the wall.

Dean spit in his hand before rubbing it on his dick. He carefully pulled Demons jeans down. "You sure you're okay with this?" He asked once more, wanting to be sure.

"Yes." Demon rasped, his voice heavy with arousal.

Dean softly kissed his neck before slowly entering the man.

Demon groaned and growled with ecstasy. He shivered with pleasure as Dean thrusted in and out of him.

Dean ran his hand through Demons hair as he kissed and nipped the mans neck, getting a bit rougher.

Demon pushed back against the man as he felt himself nearing the edge.

Dean gave a few more thrusts before he gave Demons cock a rough stroke and bit his shoulder.

Demon growled loudly as he came, with Dean right behind him.

Dean and Demon both panted as Dean pulled out and leaned against the wall next to Demon.

Dean stared at him. "You surprise the shit out of me sometimes. I never would've expected that. Ever."

"Me either, honestly." Demon replied, seeming surprised with himself.

Dean felt a bolt of fear shoot through him as everything around them became grainy, like a bad television reception. "What the hell?!"

"I'm waking up. We're waking up." Demon said, sounding relieved.

"It's to early! You'll hallucinate!" Dean said anxiously.

"I'd rather hallucinate and be safe than be stuck in here getting ass raped, Dean!" Demon snapped.

Dean nodded warily. "Fair enough."

Their world went black as they both left the dream world and woke up.