Things sudden and not

[amoment_stunsus]

[Continued from HEREThis wasn't what Lucas was supposed to be doing. He was supposed to be married, coaching, and writing his third book. Instead, he allowed himself to fall into the pit. Not Dean's version of the pit but the pit of despair if it weren't so cliche. Either way, drowning under alcohol had led the writer to this very moment and

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Dean wasn’t even sure what he was doing and what had lead him here. He knew how he had arrived and he knew that it was probably stupid to begin with. Going home with a stranger wasn’t seen as smart in the business he was in. A part of him knew that a year ago his Dad would have verbally cut into him for behaving so foolishly but now he didn’t care. Lucas wasn’t a demon, or a vampire, or who knew the hell what. He was just a person- a person he couldn’t help but feel he was taking advantage of.

His lips were rhythmic and rough, a hunger swelling up in his stomach and feeling like the size of a small tennis ball. It had been a while since he had gotten a break like this, or stayed in a place that wasn’t a dingy old hotel room. He was reveling in it and the feel of Lucas above him.

The man’s hands on his shirt alerted him to what he was doing all the more and he smiled into the kiss as his abdomen bristled at the feeling of Lucas’ hands against his flesh.

[amoment_stunsus]

For Lucas it had been too long for him. The fact that Dean was a man wasn't registering. All that registered were Dean's lips which felt completely different then a women's lips but in the best way possible, Lucas decided. He had half a mind to trace back how he got here but he wanted to focus and hone in on this moment and this moment alone.

Lucas' fingers curled under the shirt and he broke the kiss momentarily to pull the shirt up above Dean's head and toss it to the side. Breathing heavily, he sat back following every contour on Dean's chest and stomach with his eyes. It was the first moment where the knowledge that this was a guy hit him but it didn't affect him like he thought it would.

Instead of pushing away or pretending this had never happened, Luke pulled his own shirt over his head and slowly leaned in to reignite the fire that had been going only a moment before. He had missed that fire and now he yearned for it. His forehead touched Dean's and he could feel Dean's breath against his.

[fullonswazyeed]

Dean was well aware of Luke’s gender and had it not been for the fact that he was so insatiable presently, he probably would have cared. A brief thought crossed his mind. How was he going to tell Sam? They had split up, again, only hours before and this wasn’t the kind of thing you could bring up at the diner table.

He ignored it for the moment.

That knowledge would pass, he’d deal with it, he’d learn from it and quite possibly grow from it. All he was aware of now was that his cotton t-shirt was being lifted over his head and his back was hitting the bed yet again.

Something reminiscent of a smile crossed the hunter’s features and he leaned up on his elbows to press a kiss to Luke’s collar bone, his teeth grating it after a moment- a momentary nip, some pain to go with the pleasure, and then he gave a throaty chuckle.

[amoment_stunsus]

Luke made an appreciative noise, instinctively tilting into Dean's mouth his hand coming to the back of the hunter's head. On the bed completely now, he maneuvered so that he was next to and not ontop of Dean as he leaned forward and captured the other man's lips again.

One arm snaked around his neck and the other explored the chiseled chest before him. These weren't boobs which only jarred him for a second before he began to pinch and twea Dean's right nipple.