Dean's arms moved up and looped around Nathaniel's neck while he tipped his head to the side to give him more room to get at his jaw and neck. His eyes closed and he let himself just enjoy the sensation of having Nathaniel buried inside him and his mouth moving on his neck. God, this was good. Definitely a good way to spend a weekend. He didn't regret this at all.

After a few moments, his pace increased. He was grinding hard on each downward thrust, legs tight around Nathaniel's waist.