[He let her guide his hand down on her body, lips quirking up. Perfectly happy letting her set the pace, make the demands because - last thing he wanted to do was mess up here. He obliged, biting back a soft groan of his own as he let his fingers brush over her... so much better when there was nothing between them] Like this?

[His tone was almost teasing as he kept up the soft, exploratory motions, slowly gaining more confidence with his strokes and eventually easing a finger down to her entrance, slowly easing a finger inside of her to test her reaction.] God, Dean...