[No regrets and hopefully... there wouldn't be. He was just too focused on how good he felt, how... amazing it had been. That's all he wanted to focus on. Slowly, he stepped into the shower, groaning at spray of water. Okay, this felt pretty good too and idly, he brought up a hand to rub over his neck - remembered Dean biting at him again and he had to wonder if the other left any new marks behind he'd have to try and find ways to cover.]

[Hopefully not. It was going to get... kind of obvious something was not... quite right if he was all marked up where it was visible.]