[His lips parted slightly as the ice brushed against them, taking it easily and delving into the kiss, pushing up as close to her as he could. The contrast of the cold ice and her mouth had him moaning, another shiver running through him. God, he could already feel his cock stirring again, getting harder and he knew--knew she'd be able to feel it with her position. When the kiss ended, he nipped at her lower lip, eyeing her hazily.] Dean... God-- [He moved to her neck, lapping at the water she'd left behind there from the earlier cube.] want you...