"Good." It was nice to hear Dean trusted him... he wanted him to. He watched as Dean slipped of his lap and down onto the floor with a heated gaze. Dean was an attractive guy, even more when he was on his knees Nathaniel was finding.

He let out a low moan as Dean's slick tongue moved over his cock, meeting his eyes. "That feels great," he murmured. "But I want to see you too. Undo your jeans for me."