The Sub

We Meet Again

Chapter 5: We Meet Again

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It had been a month since Dean had met the guy in the bathroom, and he could not get him out of his head. Those blue-eyes and panties, the whip marks across his back. Dean hoped he didn't have a Dom, Dean could be his Dom.

Meg called Dean to let him that she set up an interview for a new potential Sub to work at the club.

Dean hated doing interviews. They were the worst part of being the owner, he had to interview and run background on all new potential Subs and Doms that came into the club.

He made his way to the club to set up his office for the interview, pulling out all the paperwork, his questions, and a few of the more peculiar toys to see if they knew what they were and what they were used for. He likes to make sure that his Subs were well educated, unlike the other two clubs in town.

When Dean opened the door to the club, he could not believe his eyes! It was the guy from the bathroom, the one he had been thinking about for the last month this could not be real.

"Hi!" Dean said.

"Hello, I'm Castiel, but you can call me Cas," he said, not making any indication that he remembers Dean at all.

"I'm Dean."

Meg looked between the two of them raised an eyebrow.

"You gonna take him to your office?" Meg asked

Dean looked confused.

"For the interview," she said.

"Oh! Yes, of course, follow me," Dean said, blushing a bit.

Meg stifled a laugh, Dean shot her the 'shut up' look. Dean walked the ten feet down the hall, trying to compose himself to conduct this interview professionally. Every part of Dean wanted to jump him once they got into the office. He opened the door to the office and flicked the light on.

"Have a seat," Dean said, pointing to the chair in front of his desk.

Cas sat down in the chair and looked around the office. It was a beautiful modern office with a black desk, a lamp that looked like a stick, and a desktop computer. The walls were painted white and a picture of the clubs logo hung on the wall behind the desk. There was a small frosted window at the top of the wall.

"Uh, so um have you Subbed before?" Dean asked, firing up his laptop.

"Yes," Cas said, "and I do remember you." Cas smiled in a flirty way.

"Oh, thank god," Dean said with a small laugh.

Dean was relieved that he didn't have to pretend that he had no clue who Cas was and what they did in the bathroom at the club. Dean's dick perked up at the memory of Cas' back and the tightness. Dean adjusted himself. Dean really wanted to be close to Cas more than anything at that moment. Dean had to adjust himself, as the need to be close to the man more than anything at that moment, spurred his interested dick.

"I'm sorry, I just left you. That was a dick move," Dean said.

"It's fine. I wasn't expecting much aftercare," Cas said, looking away. He didn't want to talk about it.

"Ok, I have this for you to fill out, kinks, hard no's, that kind of stuff," Dean said, handing him some papers.

Cas looked over the paper before he started writing.

Dean looked at Cas, sitting there across from him, he wanted to tell him he didn't need to be a Sub here. That Dean would take care of him, but he didn't want to freak him out, so he didn't say anything.