Waking up wrapped around Wade was something Dean could easily get used to. He snuggled closer, hand drawing idle circles against the hard muscle of the merc's abdomen. He pressed his lips to a red patch of skin on the merc's shoulder, causing Wade to stir.

The merc made a low humming sound, and his hand covered Dean's. "S'nice way to wake up."

Dean brushed a kiss behind Wade's ear. "It's early still. You can go back to sleep."

Wade rolled on to his back and pulled Dean into a proper kiss, his hand bringing Dean's down to his already hardening cock. A muffled moan escaped the merc's mouth when the hunter's hand immediately tightened. He really couldn't believe that this was his life right now.

They took their time, using languid strokes of their hands and tongues, slowly building to more demanding touches, until Wade flipped Dean onto his back. As if by magic, Dean immediately wrapped his legs around the merc's waist. Still kissing the hunter, Wade felt around under his pillow and let out a growl when he didn't find the lube he'd stashed there the night before.

Dean gave him a questioning look, and Wade gave him a quick peck on the lips, mumbling, "One second." He crawled over to the edge of the bed, feeling around the floor until his fingers brushed against the plastic bottle. He gripped it and sat up, holding the bottle triumphantly.

The hunter's eyes went a little wide when Wade popped the cap and squeezed a liberal amount onto his fingers.

"Remember what I told you last night," Wade said as he returned to his place between Dean's legs. "If you don't want this…"

With a deep, shuddering breath, Dean lay back, trying to relax. But he couldn't quite hide the way his body jumped at the first touch against his puckered entrance. He started sweating, his heart hammering, then going double time when Wade swallowed down his cock in a single go.

Suddenly, there was a war of sensation happening inside of Dean's mind. There was the tight, sweet suction of Wade's mouth and the strange probing of a finger pushing against his very clenched ass. Then Wade's finger slipped inside, and Dean let out a moan that he did not mean to be so loud. It didn't feel bad, exactly. It just felt...weird. Different.

Slowly, the hunter began to relax into the intrusion. His muscles released and everything started to feel...good. Really good. Even when Wade added a second finger, Dean was caught between wanting to thrust up into the merc's mouth or grind down on his hand. And when Wade's fingers brushed his prostate, Dean felt like he was having an out of body experience.

He was moaning and his breath coming through his teeth, and he felt himself getting close as he fisted his hands in the sheets. So very close. Every touch against that sensitive bundle of nerves spread heat throughout his body, and he could only say, "Wade...I'm gonna...I…"

And then he was spilling down the merc's throat, and Wade just kept sucking, lapping up every drop and swallowing it down as the hunter's body tightened around his fingers. He withdrew, running his hands up and down Dean's thighs as the hunter's breath slowed and his eyes opened.

"That…uh…" A smile spread his lips, and Dean said, "Good. Very good."

"Awww," Wade said with a twinkle in his eye. "You think I'm done, don't you?"

Dean licked his lips, looking down as Wade ripped open a condom. Wade poured more lube into his hand, slicking himself up before grabbing Dean's legs and lifting them up to his shoulders.

At the first blunt press of the head of Wade's cock, Dean wasn't sure if he could do this. But like everything else, the merc took his time, breaching his entrance slowly. Dean gritted his teeth, breathing through the burn and stretch as Wade slowly filled him. He was shaking, and at the same time he was getting hard again.

When he finally opened his eyes and looked up at Wade, Dean was awestruck by the look of absolute bliss on the merc's face. His eyes were closed, his head tilted forward, slow, shuddering breaths coming out of his mouth. Despite the scars, or maybe because of them, he looked absolutely beautiful.

Dean reached out, touching the merc's trembling stomach, moving his hips to urge Wade to start moving. The merc took the hint, and pulled out, then thrust back in with a firm snap of his hips that made Dean cry out. He kept the pace slow and hard, ripping sounds out of Dean's throat that the hunter barely recognized as his own.

Wade dropped Dean's legs from his shoulders, and Dean locked his ankles behind the merc's back as he braced his arms on either side of the hunter's body. The change of angle lined him up perfectly with Dean's prostate, nailing it with each thrust, and swallowing up Dean's moans with his mouth. The heat, the sounds, the feel of it all...it was almost too much for the merc to process, who had been on his own for so long, had gone for so long without the touch of another human being.

He took Dean's cock in hand, stroking him in time with his thrusts, which were becoming more erratic as he moved closer to climax. Dean gripped Wade's shoulders, as his body spasmed and came with a moan muffled into Wade's chest. A few more thrusts, and Wade joined him, his whole body going rigid.

After a moment, he rolled off of Dean, falling onto the bed in a boneless, breathless heap. Dean immediately cuddled up against him, his heart still pounding and body thrumming. No words were exchanged, just soft kisses, until Wade extracted himself from Dean's octopus-like embrace and went to the door.

He returned a moment later, and said, "Shower time, big boy."

Dean looked at him like he was more crazy than normal. "How can you even walk?"

"Healing factor," he said with a smirk. Then he scooped Dean off the bed, standing him on his feet but supporting all his weight. He pressed a kiss to the hunter's forehead, and said, "Come on. Shower first, then sleep."

After scooping up some clothes out of the wardrobe, Wade walked them both to the bathroom turned on the water in the corner stall, then stood Dean under the hot stream. Dean let out an appreciative sound as Wade stepped up behind him and started cleaning him with a soft loofah. The warm scent of mint and apples filled Dean's nose, and he melted against the merc. Soon they were both slicked up with soap and just standing in the water touching and kissing as the evidence of their tryst ran down the drain.

The door opened, and they both just laughed, simultaneously saying, "Always interrupted," then laughed again.

"Good morning!" Charlie's chipper voice chirped.

"Mornin'," Dean said, trying to keep his voice steady as Wade started running his fingers up and down his sides.

Charlie turned on the water a couple stalls away, and said, "Sam is on his way. Said he and Castiel and a bunch of other people just landed in Kansas City."

Dean gripped Wade's hands, stilling him from his attempted tickle session. "When did he call?"

"About 30 minutes ago?" Charlie hummed a note, and then added, "He tried to call you and Wade, but neither of you were answering."

Wade laughed, and said, "We were busy."

Charlie laughed, realizing it wasn't just Dean. "Whoa. So am I in here during sexy shower time or something?"

"No," Dean answered, at the same time Wade said, "Yes."

"Wow," Charlie said with a snort. "That's not awkward. Not awkward at all."

Wade and Dean finished their joint shower, decidedly less sexy than it started, and were both dressed and brushing their teeth around the corner at the sinks. Charlie joined them a few minutes later, wearing a tank top with Hello Kitty on the chest and blue jeans. For the first time, Dean saw the burn on Charlie's shoulder. His brow furrowed.

"How'd that happen?" he asked, gesturing to her shoulder with his toothbrush.

Charlie sighed. "Witch fight. I got hit by this weird magic dust. Hurt like hell."

Dean frowned. "Did you gank the bitch?"

"Totally ganked the bitch," Charlie said with pride. "I was kind of disappointed when I found out that water didn't melt the Oz witches. But, luckily, bullets are very effective."

"Whoa," Wade said with his head cocked. "You're kinda hard core."

Charlie smiled. "I'm a bad ass."

Wade nodded, then looked at Dean, and said, "Must run in the family."

Dean grinned, and Wade pressed a toothpaste kiss against the hunter's mouth, with Charlie letting out a not-so-soft, "Awwww!"

Dean shook his head, and said, "I am a demon, and this is my life."