"Yes, Master," he teased lightly. It didn't roll off his tongue quite as smoothly as it had the night before, mostly because he wasn't sure how welcome it was. Still, everything they'd done today had had a very distinct dominance and submission feel to it, so Dean figured he couldn't be too far off with it.

Intelligent thought was gone instantly when Nathaniel's mouth sank down over him. He laid back on the table and gasped, body shuddering and squirming slightly in Nathaniel's hold.