[Frantic and desperate, rough... he'd liked that and especially here, with Dean. But this? Dean was determined to stay nice and slow and this... wasn't bad either, if he told the truth. Each gentle kiss and touch set his focus right on Dean, made him really appreciate everything a lot more now that he had the time to really focus.]

[He rolled his hips up, his hands sliding up to grasp at Dean's shoulders, gasping at the jolts of pleasure traveling through his body.]

Dean...! [He gasped softly, drawing his legs up to wrap around Dean's waist in an attempt to draw him closer.]