This entire situation was different from what Dean was used to. Well, today was. Last night was more his speed, although it usually didn't end so well. Discussion and conversation beforehand was new.

Dean felt Nathaniel's arm settle along the back of the couch and he moved to lean in against his side a little. He lifted his beer to take a drink, then relaxed a bit more. "Alright. I can do slow."

He looked up at Nathaniel. "You can give me orders and put a collar on me or tie me up or whatever. Mostly I just don't want to be made to bleed or be humiliated. I can work with anything else."