funandfangs | Called you up in the middle of the night

Called you up in the middle of the night

Benny was still trying to get used to it up here, still trying to get his head around all this. Hell, half the time, it was hard to believe it was real... that he was back alive and had his second chance -- whatever he intended to do with that beyond killing his maker. He had no clue.

And he didn't have much of anybody up here.

He knew he said he wouldn't do it. It was supposed to be the end of the road for them, unless it was an emergency. But Benny wasn't doing all that great on his own. He needed a familiar voice, someone he could trust.

So that's why he got his phone out and dialed the only number he really had. Maybe Dean wouldn't appreciate the call - knew he probably wouldn't, but he let it ring anyway. When he heard Dean picking up, he cleared his throat.

"Hopin' I didn't wake you up now, brother," He drawled out as casually as he could make himself.

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"Yeah. Yeah, somethin' like that." He rolls the glass between his hands, a distant frown on his face. "Sammy, he.. came with. But I don't know if his heart's in it or if I should even be draggin him away from that apple pie life he always wanted, y'know?"

They fought like hell to get out, but when they got there.. there wasn't much left. All Dean had was Sammy and half the time it didn't feel like he was there. Not completely.

"Sorry, brother..." Benny wasn't sure what to say to make that alright. He knew family was important as hell... and when you didn't feel like you had it waiting? It stung.

"Just give it some time... You haven't been back all that long."

"I don't know. Maybe I should have let Sam be. Let him have that life." A weary sigh as he drags a hand across his face. Dean tips back the glass for another swallow.

"What about you, man? Makin any headway now that we're sprung?" Change of subject? Yes please.

Benny follows the change of subject - he's not going to prod Dean into talking about things he doesn't want to, not right now anyway. "Little bit. Mostly just tryin' to get used to things again."

He paused, staring down into his glass. "Hard to tell sometimes, how real all this is, you know? Took so much and so long to get out... can't believe it actually happened."

He huffs quietly, "Yeah. Didn't seem like we were ever gonna find the other side."

Reaching out, he nudges him. "But we did, man. You and me. We made it outta there just like we set out to."

"Yeah, guess we did..." He gave a look up, a smile tugging at his lips. They were out and free to do whatever they wanted, he supposed. Well, for the most part anyway.

He returned the nudge lightly before he going to refill their glasses. "Appreciate you coming out, by the way. Needed a familiar face tonight."

"Yeah. Know we said it'd only be emergencies but.. I needed this too." Something else he's not going to examine too closely. Or at all. Right now he can breathe a little easier and not jump at every shadow with Benny watching his back.

Purgatory was so much simpler. Was he a bad person for missing it? Dean didn't know anymore.

"Know I'm only a call away," He answered, relief in his expression. It was god to have the company. Reminded him of Purgatory... and man, Dean was right. It had been easier down there, so much more pure.

"Forgot what it was like almost, having somebody there to watch my ass. Hard to not feel like something's watching, waiting to attack, you know? We dealt with that too much down there."

"Yeah, know just what you mean." His smile is just as relieved as he finishes off his glass, starting to get pleasantly warm from the whiskey. "Always feel this itch right between my shoulder blades without you watchin' my back, man."

And maybe he shifted a little closer, enough to press his leg along Benny's. If they were back in Purgatory he'd probably already be on him, showing Benny exactly what he wanted.

Back here? Neither of them were on particularly solid ground at the moment.

Dean's close to him now, enough that he can feel his leg pressed up against his. It gets him to pause for a moment, consider his next move, but with Dean? It's easy. They get each other, even if they'd have been enemies up here, never would have gotten this close.

But his being a hunter or Benny being a vamp didn't really seem to matter to either one of them.

And in the end, he decides to move a little closer, reach out to rest a hand on Dean's shoulder again. He lets it linger this time, squeezing it lightly. "Yeah, well... you know you always got me watching your back, right? Owe you that much. Always just a call away."

And god help him, he's so starved for touch, the reassuring weight of Benny's hand on his shoulder sends his pulse tripping, flooding him with warmth. Hunter, vampire, none of that crap matters. Not after what they've been through. Having him this close just sends all those feelings Dean thought had been buried roaring back to the surface and for an instant, he can't breathe.

"Benny," he can barely grate out his voice. An unspoken plea that he knows Benny will understand. Please. I need this.

Benny noticed the change immediately. The way Dean seemed to be holding his breath, that look that was searching for something. Benny could walk away now, not complicate things further... or he could give into that part that's aching and alone out here, that needs something to hang on to.

Dean's looking for the same thing and they both know they can give it to each other.

Benny doesn't even try to justify it when he shifts from where he was sitting to get closer to Dean, lips catching his. It was a firm and reassuring kiss, answering that plea. Never been able to say no to Dean when he really needed something, especially when he could use the same thing.

Dean had been holding his breath. This was something he couldn't explain. Not to himself and sure as hell not to Sam. Benny had become more than just an ally and if they were both going to stay sane after Purgatory, they needed this. A reminder that they made it. They were alive.

He sinks into the kiss, tasting the smoke and heat of the whiskey on his lips.

No more thinking. His hand slides up his shoulder to cup the back of his neck and hold him there, lingering over the kiss. "I need this, Benny. I need you."

Dean is warm in a way that he can never be. He's alive and the steady, familiar beat of his heart is something he'd gotten so use to hearing own in Purgatory, something he'd missed up here since they split.

He doesn't need to breathe either, but he takes in Dean's scent anyway while he's close and while he can.

"Got me," he murmurs the promise, tilting his head to move down over his jaw, nuzzling into him. "Not goin' anywhere until you tell me."

His head tips back and for a fleeting moment Dean wonders if he's completely lost his goddamn mind. But this is Benny. He can bear his throat like that and know that he won't hurt him, won't tear him apart for the simple sake of a feed. They'd watched each other's backs in Purgatory for too long for it to end like that.

Benny wants him near. Doesn't stick around out of some sense of obligation or guilt. Right here he's needed and that's all that matters to Dean.

"Yeah? And what if I don't want you to?"

"Then I guess you're stuck with me for a good long while, huh?" He murmurs, smirking against his neck. No, he's not going to bite. The impulse might be there, but he doesn't feed on people anymore, especially not Dean.

He pulled away slowly though, that smirk lengthening. It was good, even the idea that Dean might want to hang on to him. He needed that, needed Dean. "Better not say that though... might start thinking you're serious here."

Maybe it was okay, them needing each other. They could keep each other steady here, find some way to make sense out of things after a year of running and fighting for their lives. "'m serious." A fist in his shirt, Dean pulls him close again.

"Sammy, he.. he doesn't need me as much anymore." And Dean, well. He needs to be needed. To know that someone is counting on him. He could be that for Benny.

They could be that for each other. "But god help me I need this. Need you."

Benny lets him pull him close again, reaching up to touch the side of his face, guide him in for another kiss. If Dean needed to be needed, well... Benny could definitely do that. He doesn't know how they went from a partnership of convenience to this, but... it's important to him. Dean is.

And that's about all the resolve he's got left to fight this.

He kisses him hard and deep, coaxing his lips to part for him. "Got me, Dean," he murmured between kisses. "You got me."

He's tried to reason it out, tried to figure out when 'you help me I help you' became this, became dropping everything just to drive and have a drink with Benny once they were free. But like in Purgatory, thinking it out doesn't matter.

Benny needs him, so he came.

His lips part easily, dragging him close with a groan, arm hooking around his waist. Benny is solid and cool in his arms, those murmured promises everything he needs to hear. "Ain't lettin you go, Benny. Not this time."

It's those words that get him. He can tell when Dean's lying and this time ain't it. He believes him when he says he's not letting him go, that maybe he's not going to back to being alone after this.

It's enough to get Benny echoing that noise with a low moan of his own. He kisses him with more urgency, answering that need to just not be alone. His hands go to push Dean's shirt off his shoulders before he goes to the t-shirt underneath. Closer, that's what they both need to be right now.

Closer, more. Benny needs this just as much as he does and Dean doesn't even break the kiss as he pulls his shirt the rest of the way off, arching up into the hands shoved beneath his tshirt. With that out of the way, he straddles his lap, rolling his hips down into Benny.

Dean won't leave him behind, not again. They're better together, and he knows that Benny won't walk away.

It's too chick flick to examine too closely, and like everything else with Benny, this just fits. It's easier.

He's suddenly got a lap full of Dean, grinding down onto him, holding on, and Benny can't really spare the focus to overthink it. He does have to break the kiss to tug Dean's t-shirt the rest of the way off and tosses it aside. He takes a moment to just look over all that skin now exposed, hands smoothing down over his chest.

Leaning in, his mouth moved back over Dean's neck and down to that tattoo standing out against his skin. His fingers smoothed all over, anywhere they could reach... all that warm skin was too tempting to resist.

"Benny," Dean pants his name as cool lips find his chest, mouthing over his tattoo. His hands were cool and strong, a perfect counter to his overheated skin. It feels like his heart is trying to claw its way out of his throat, pulse hammering in his ears as he drags blunt nails along Benny's shoulders and along the back of his neck.

Half-drunk on touch, Dean reached down to pull at Benny's shirt. More skin. There was still too much between them.

The hammering of Dean's heart in his ears had him almost dizzy with want. He ground his hips up, desperate for friction. The nails against his skin sent a jolt right along his nerves, had him groaning out deeply.

"Dean... should've done this sooner," he growled as he pulled away to help with his shirt, tossing it aside carelessly to join Dean's. As soon as that was taken care of, Benny was leaning forward to kiss and nip his way down Dean's chest with blunt teeth.

Dean huffs out a laugh, worrying at his lower lip with blunt teeth. "With all of Purgatory gunnin for our asses?"

Yeah. Yeah, they should have. Benny is starting to strain his jeans and it's too easy to line himself up and grind into him, get just a little more friction, a little more heat.

He grinds out a curse, fingers tight in his shoulders as Benny works his way lower. "Yeah. A lot sooner." But they had time now. He wasn't leaving Benny behind again. He needed him too much.

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