Nathaniel's eyes roamed over Dean shamelessly, settling briefly between his legs. He reached out to touch the side of Dean's face, stroking lightly as he tossed back the rest of his drink. "We're going to work on your control tonight, Dean... You're going to lay down for me and I don't want you to move or make any noise while I touch you. If you do, I'll stop."

At least until Dean settled back down for him anyway.