It felt good to have his arms free. Dean let them hang at his sides and regain all their feeling while he leaned against the door. He felt so fucking good right now with Nathaniel still pressed up against him and inside him. A flutter of concern crossed his mind when he realized they'd forgotten the condom again, but he pushed it away. Nothing he could do about it now. If he was being honest, he kind of enjoyed the feeling anyway. It wasn't one he allowed himself often.

When he could feel his fingers again, he reached back and stroked Nathaniel's hips lightly. "God, that was good."