"Yes, Master," Dean murmured against Nathaniel's lips, a smile curving his own. That was an order he was happy to comply with.

He sank slowly down to his knees, letting his lips graze Nathaniel's skin as he went down. On his knees, he reached for Nathaniel's cock and held it up against the other man's belly. He licked a long stripe up the underside and sucked softly at the sensitive spot just below the head. He eased it back down and wrapped his lips around the head, sucking and teasing with his tongue before taking him deeper.