Breakfast was ready, so Nathaniel took a moment to plate everything and place it on the table. He paused, to look Dean over a moment. "I don't know you really, but that wasn't really my first thought about you."

Considering the way he'd acted last night? He couldn't really call Dean a whore for acting on what he wanted when he hadn't been able to say no either. As for Dean's masculinity? Well, Nathaniel wasn't really sure it said anything about that either. Not just liking giving over a bit of control anyway. "Uh, either way... Glad I could help you with that fantasy of yours, Dean. It was pretty fun for me too, honestly."