Dean leaned in against his chest while his hands washed Nathaniel's back. Then Dean turned him around, leaning against his soapy back while he washed his front. While he worked, he hummed thoughtfully and leaned up to press a light kiss to the side of Nathaniel's neck. "You know... for the record? Next time you put me on that machine, I'd really like to suck you off while it's going."

Since he asked and all...