Taking A Breather
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liquidtearsAuthor: eternal_moonie
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Dean/Hotel Owner
Short Summary: Sam & Dean have just finished a hunt. They find a nice place to stay. At least one of them finds himself attracted to the hotel owner.
NOTE: I dedicate this fic to my buddy twinsarein, because she just makes the best SPN fanfics.
Feedback: Pretty please? It's my first Supernatural Slash.
Taking A Breather
"Are we there yet, Dean?" Sam asked as he sat there twitching in the passenger seat next to his brother. Of course the cassette player was blaring loud rock music. He so didn't care who the singer or which band it was. His bladder was ready to explode! He needed to pee so bad!!!
"Almost there, Sammy. I promise you we will find one. I will not have you mess up my baby." Dean said as he continued to drive and look for a hotel they could spend the night. They had just finished a hunt and stayed over in this restaurant where you could have an 'all you can eat and drink' buffet.
"For the last time, Dean, it's SAM! S-A-M! Not Sammy!" Sam said as he groaned out from sheer frustration. Dean chuckled. "Give him a prize for winning the spelling bee contest! How about another beer?" Another groan. "No. More. Beer. Can't. Take. Any. More. Beer. Hurry up, bitch!''
Dean rolled his eyes. They were back to playing the name calling game. "Jerk." Dean muttered. "Aha! There is one!" he said as he pulled to a parking space on the parking lot of this nice looking hotel. The only thing was... there were no other cars. "What? This place a haunted hotel or something?" Dean asked nobody in particular. "Not helping, Dean! How you can just sit there after eating all those spareribs is beyond me! Why don't you go chat up the owner of the hotel while I have an appointment with the men's room!" Sam pushed open the door and raced toward the entrance of the hotel. Its name was The Conquest. *what a weird name for a hotel!* Sam thought as he raced through the door. "How may I help you?" asked the owner, while he thought about the fact that he finally had someone interested to come here again.
"NOTIME! MYBROWILLDOTHENEGOTIATINGFORAROOM!" Sam exclaimed as he raced for the bathroom everybody would use if they were not in their rooms. He pushed down his pants and peed. "AHHHHHH!"
"Well, that was rude." the man commented as he didn't move from behind the counter. Then the door opened again. "You the brother?" the owner asked and blinked. He was looking at the most perfect human being in the whole wide world!!! "Why yes, and I apologize for Sammy's behavior. This all you can eat and drink buffet, you know?" Dean said with a chuckle as he walked up to the counter. As he did so, his eyes caught the dvd package on the counter. It read "Gays of Our Lives." *Okay, he doesn't look like he's gay. Heck, I didn't even know there was a gay parody on Days of Our Lives?!* Dean thought as he smiled at the man. What Dean didn't know, was that he was as gay as... well, whatever the saying is. "So, what can I do for you?" The man asked Dean.
But this time, Dean felt it too. His gaydar turned on. He was compelled to take out a fake id and credit card, but what came over his lips was the cold hard truth. "Dean Winchester." *SHIT! Why did I say that?!* He thought as he looked at this man. "Me and my bro would like to crash for the night." The man smiled. "That can be arranged, Dean Winchester. It's $10 bucks a night. So in your case it would be $20 bucks."
"Why thank you, Mr. Oramu. See? You're a man I just love to do business with. We click." Dean said. *And more with.* Both thought at exactly the same time. He pulled out his credit card, but the man held up his hand. "Do you have cash? I have issues with credit cards. People could use fake ID's and credit cards, you know?" Dean stared at the man like he was off his rocker. "No kidding? Yeah, I hate those people." Dean said as he fished for $20 bucks and gave it to Mr. Oramu. "Thanks, Dean. Let me hook you up with the hotel room key." He said as he turned around and got the keys for Room 13.
*What is this guy on? HOOK ME UP WITH THE HOTEL ROOM KEY?!* But there was something else too. Dean found himself admiring this man's fine clothed ass... wanting to slip his arms around him and RIM that fine ass! The man turned around and the strange spell that Dean had was broken... or was it? "Here you go, Dean. Do you want me to give your brother one too? I always have a copy." Dean looked at him. *So you can come in the room at night and what? Steal the belongings? Or fuck the occupants?* "Uh, no dude that'll be fine." Dean said as he twirled the keychain in his hands. Dean turned around and wanted to check on Sam, but Mr. Oramu had to speak again. "What can I make ya for breakfast tomorrow?" He turned around again and looked at the man. *Why don't you fuck me in the morning? Geez man, get a grip!* Dean thought to himself. This guy wasn't making any moves on him, so he wasn't interested. Mr. Oramu came closer and put his hand on Dean's shoulder. Dean's eyes looked from the man's hand on his shoulder back up to those man's eyes... and lips. He pressed his lips against the man's and kissed him hard... and pulled back almost instantly. "Holy fuck! I am so sorry, it's just..." Dean stammered. *You are so fucking hot, that's what.* Dean thought. "Uhm... can I get back to you on that breakfast thing? We're late sleepers, y'know? Not really into breakfast." The man nodded. "But what about the night? Are you a night owl?" He asked. *Geez, stop it, man. What do you want? A good fuck right here?!* Dean thought. "Yes, we are, and we're very exhausted right now. And..." Dean glanced at the gay dvd. "Have fun with your movie." *SHIT!* the man thought, *I forgot to hide that thing. Now he'll think I am gay!*
His brother came out of the bathroom and joined up with the two. "Okay, have a goodnight then." The man said as he nodded to Sam. The two brothers went to their room and fell fast asleep. But try as Dean might, he couldn't get the owner of this hotel out of his mind. That perfect ass... damn god, was he brought back from hell to see that ass or stop an Apocalypse that was about to be unleashed, what with Lillith breaking the 66 seals and so far having done a damn good job of it.
It caused him to wake up early. The hotel room had two beds, so he didn't feel Sam's nice body against him. He loved that, yes, incest ran pretty high when it was just Sam and Dean. He got out of bed and started to shower. After the shower, Dean put his briefs back on and sat on his bed. That man had said he would make breakfast right? Where the hell was it?
After waiting some more, he decided to just go see what that man was up to. He found him eating HIS own breakfast. "WHAT THE FUCK?!" Dean erupted.... CLANG! The fork fell from the table. "Dean!" The man said in shock. "Don't you "DEAN!" me, Jan Oramu!" the Winchester brother started, he actually mimicked the hotel owner's voice when he had said his name. "You promised you'd make breakfast for me and my bro!"
Jan looked at Dean. "You said you were more a night owl and that you and your bro sleep in. You also told me you would get back to me on what you would like!" he shouted. *Shouting at me? Ohhh that's it!* Dean thought as he moved toward Jan and kissed him hard on his lips. "I don't care, you forgot to make breakfast for me and my bro, so I guess I will just have to eat a different kind of breakfast." Jan flushed. "Wait, but I'm not..." he was cut off. "Gay? Yeah right, with a dvd like that... oh sure. You secretly dig the chicks but jerk off looking at hard male cocks and wonder damn if I cannot be in a video like that." Dean said, ripping his shirt open and nibbling on his pecs there. "Dean... please..." Jan blushed. "Wake up your brother and get him here." That made Dean stop dead in his tracks.
He raised an eyebrow. "You are serious?!" Dean asked, when Jan got the upper hand. He brushed his hand over Dean's briefs where a hard bulge was visible, while he looked at him with a smirk. "I still think you should have told me first about what kind of breakfast you would have liked, but there's always later..." he said with a smirk as he pinched Dean's cock in his briefs. "Ahhh hell yeah!" The Winchester brother said and got ready to get Sam, but Jan pulled him back. "I can't wait, Dean." he said and started to give pleasure to his new friend's body, his hand brushing Dean's briefs. "I wasn't serious, threesomes are fun to watch, but it scares me a little bit." Jan admitted as he kissed Dean's neck. "I have never done one before. But damn, your body is so beautiful." Jan whispered as his hand slipped into Dean's briefs and began to stroke his hard cock. God, he felt huge! "Jan, please..." Dean begged, damn, that hand there sure was distracting!
"What do you want me to do, Dean? Make breakfast for you in full nudity? I'll do anything for you." Jan told him. Dean didn't think twice. "I want you to lower your pants and let me slap that delicious ass of yours and then I will ram it until you cannot stand anymore. Oh and I might just return the favor to your cock the same way you do now."
That made Jan stop. "You will? I knew there was something different about you when you walked in here." Jan told him as he began to take off his clothes. "I'm a hunter. I hunt demons." Dean told him. *There it is again! Is Jan made of a Truth Serum or something? Why can't I lie?* he thought as he watched his friend's nude body come to view. He felt his own hand lowering his briefs, his hard cock plopped into view.
Jan gasped as he saw his cock while he just slid his own briefs down. "I wasn't kidding when I thought that you were huge just by stroking you." he told Dean. The Winchester just grinned. "You'll feel damn awesome when I will ram it inside your tight ass." Jan grinned. "Then what are you waiting for?" he asked as he trailed a finger over his own asshole while leaning against the wall. "Thrust that cock inside my waiting ass... I can't wait for you any longer, demon hunter. I want you to exorcise my asshole!"
*Where did that come from?* Jan thought the moment that sentence was from his lips. *Because Dean just told me that he was a demon hunter?* Dean smirked as he pulled Jan closer to his body while he rubbed himself against that perfect ass, slapping his ass cheek with his other hand. It really was the size of ass he imagined when he had admired it last night when Jan had turned around to get his room key. "Where's the fun against the wall, huh? I can't look down and watch as my hand jerks off your cock while I fuck you hard from behind." Jan shivered with anticipation as he heard Dean whisper this in a controlled voice in his ear. "Don't just give me talk, do it, Dean Winchester!"
Another smack to his ass. Dean loved him cry out as he let his new friend have it. He thrusted all the way inside his friend's asshole and really rimmed that ass good. He also kept his promise of stroking Jan's cock, later being a bit shocked that Jan would place his own hand around Dean's and join him in stroking his own cock. Every fucking thrust in and out felt so good, but he knew they couldn't be together. With every new day, another one of the 66 seals would be broken by that demon-bitch Lilith.
"Mmmm, yeah..." Dean groaned out, when Jan suddenly started to squirm. "Oh my god, Dean... DEan... DEAn... DEAN!!!!!" Jan cried out as he came and splattered the wall with his cum, while he stretched his tight ass to receive Dean's blessing. He felt his friend release inside him and it felt so damn good. He had never had anyone like Dean Winchester.
Jan felt the loss of Dean's cock in his ass the moment he had pulled out. "Let's have that breakfast." Jan said as he kissed Dean on his lips... and then smacked his ass. "Rouse up that brother of yours." he said as he got dressed again. Dean pulled his briefs back on and then returned to his room to get Sam and the rest of his clothes. The three had a nice breakfast... and Sam of course had to ask what that white splash on the wall was. When breakfast was over, the two Winchesters were on their way again. "He seemed awfully huggy, didn't you think so too, Dean?" Sam asked as he drove away. "Oh yeah, he sure was huggy, Sammy." Sam groaned. His brother would never get the dislike of his nickname.
Jan had cleaned the wall and started the day again. Another person walked inside. *Wow, two days in a row!* he thought as he looked at the man in the trenchcoat. "If you know what's good for you, you call him up and ask to forget about you and delete your number from his phonebook. We can't have him distracted." The man spoke to Jan.
"Who?" Jan asked. "I don't know who you are talking about." he said to the man, who smirked. "Don't play games with Castiel, Jan. DEAN WINCHESTER." Jan was shocked to hear this man called Castiel say that. He had just found someone and even though they didn't stay together, they exchanged phonenumbers, and a few seconds later some guy demanded Jan to cut his ties with Dean? Never! "I won't do it. You will have to make me."
Castiel smirked again. "Did you know I pulled your boyfriend out of Hell? I could easily put him back in." Castiel taunted. "Dean was in Hell? He never told me that!" Jan said, shocked. "He's fucked more women than you have, did he tell you that too? Pick up your cellphone and call him NOW, or I will make sure he will never reach his next destination!"
Jan picked up the phone and searched for Dean's number. "Oh and another thing, if you tell him I'm here, I'll kill you." Castiel said.
In the Impala Dean glanced at his cellphone. He smirked as he accepted the call.
"Can't stay away from me, huh?"
"Dean. I'm sorry. This was a mistake. I need you to do something for me."
Dean cocked an eyebrow. "What's that? You want me to give up demon hunting? Sorry, buddy, but..."
"Delete this number. Forget about me. Fulfill your destiny." Jan said softly.
*Destiny-crap AGAIN!?* Dean thought. "And here I thought you were different from all the others. You have a gift, Dean! You have a destiny to fulfill, Dean!"
"JUST DO IT, OKAY, FOR ME!" Jan shouted into the phone as he looked at Castiel, who took great pleasure in the emotional pain on Jan's face.
Jan looked at Castiel with an expression of pure anger in his face.
"I did what you asked. He deleted me from his phonebook and will stop thinking about me. Now get out."
Castiel turned his head to the side as he smirked. Jan saw him dig into his pocket. "You giving me money? Really? I don't want your money." Instead of Castiel giving Jan money, a dagger cut deep into his throat. Jan grabbed his throat and gagged on his blood as he died in pain...
"Yes, Dean, no distractions." Castiel said as he left the hotel...
End
