Our restraint was non-existent yesterday, Dean- [he let out a noise into that kiss, tipping back against the fingers going through his hair, his thoughts kind of derailed.]

[He brought up his leg, loosely putting it around Dean as he started to wiggle against him like that. His own fingers went to tug at the other's shirt, trying to draw it up his back to be able to touch the skin underneath - Dean wanted to tease him? he wasn't the only one who could play at that game.]