[That got an eye roll. Like he believed that. he let Dean back him up under the spray of water, not exactly protesting Dean's hands on him again. He'd let that excuse slide this time, let Dean touch him however he wanted because it felt fantastic anyway.]

Yeah... and breakfast is still waiting to be cooked. [Which he was going to leave to Dean this morning because Dean still had to do what he said, right? He'd won that bet last night!]

[He gave a pleasant moan as those hands worked over his body, eyes drifting shut as he just focused on them. God, that was nice...] Mmm...