Dean was trying. He wanted to please Nathaniel. He was just so used to being expressive in the bedroom that lying completely still was hard for him. It would take practice to get it right. Dean was more than willing to work on it all Nathaniel wanted. One day, he'd be able to do it perfectly for him.

Not tonight, though. Dean almost lost it when he felt Nathaniel's lips wrapped around his cock. Oh, fuck. His breath hitched, but he didn't move or make a sound. Sometime later, when he was able to think clearly, he'd be proud of himself for that...