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[brkngreeneyes]

He felt torn in two. The things he did with Dean...they weren't what a john did. They just weren't.

But he sure wasn't asking him to stay, pledging his eternal love and shit. Dean wasn't sure what he would do if he did.

Followed him slow, not wanting to go in there, fall asleep and wake up in the morning, either. Didn't want tonight to end. Dragging his feet as hard as possible without looking obvious, slipping back into bed as he peeled off his jeans.

Felt so fucking Ozzie and Harriet. And he didn't know why.

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He slid naked in between the sheets, stretching out with a groan as he set the alarm. Rolled back over, hauling in Dean close to his body, chest pressed in close to his back.

Sighed against the back of his neck, voice low and almost whimsical, not really expecting an answer, at least not a serious one.

"How much would it take to keep you?"

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Dean's chest clenched but he managed a laugh, neck bending into the kiss. Wanting him so badly to be serious.

"How much you got?" He snuggled in deeper. "I'm all for negotiation."

Glad Lindsey couldn't see the tension on his face.

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He snorted at that, lips brushing back and forth along his nape.

"More than you or I could possibly spend."

Let his fingertips trace along one sharp hipbone, pulse picking up slightly at the ease with which the boy replied. That there might actually be a price.

"How much for a week?"

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Dillon was a little pissed when he heard his roommate wouldn't be around for a month, but when Dean told him the paycheck, he suddenly didn't mind as much anymore

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He scrubbed a hand over his face, pinching the bridge of his nose as he tried to get rid of the raging headache he'd had all day.

Tested the doorknob, relieved to find it unlocked. Not that he'd really thought the kid would take off but you never know.

Shifted his briefcase and the take-out bags from the chinese place as he opened the door, cocking his head at the empty-looking apartment.

"Dean?"

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Dean heard the door and put his bag down, heading out from the bedroom with a smile.

"Hey, good timing. Just got back." He came into the room and fell down on the couch, crossing his ankles as he slouched.

"How was work, honeybunch?"

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He shook his head with a grin, feeling the opressive weight of the day slide away.

Dropped the take-out bags on his lap and pressed a kiss to the top of his head. "It was work."

Shrugged out of his suit jacket, unknotting his tie and unbuttoning the first couple of buttons on his shirt.

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Dean looked at him blandy, a noodle hanging out of his mouth. "You saying you don't want me to do that again?"

He shrugged, settling into Lindsey's side as he sucked the food into his mouth. "Fine then, I'll take note of that."

He took his fork, checkmarking the air. "No more blowjobs for Lindsey the Lawyer. Check."

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He rolled his eyes with a grin, teeth nipping sharp along the side of his jaw.

"I didn't say that, now did I?"

Snuck his chopsticks into the food in the boy's hands, dropping a chunk of pork into his mouth.

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Dean raised an eyebrow, eyes sparkling. "Did I say you could do that?"

He sighed heavily, shaking his head. "The manners of some people."

Snickered and shook his fork at him. "And you're all college-schooled! Should be ashamed."

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He laughed, slouching down, relaxed.

"College-schooled? When did college start teaching manners?"

Stole another chunk of pork, tilting his head at him. "You're in an awfully good mood tonight."