A shudder ran through him at those words. Dean hadn't been sure Nathaniel was into that sort of thing, but apparently he wasn't too turned off by it. The mental image his words provided made Dean groan softly, wriggling in closer to Nathaniel. His hips rocked, grinding against him lightly. "God, yes. I want to do that. I want to lay there and be fucked brainless while you watch me."