"Point." And he could think of quite a few orders he'd like to give... too bad he wouldn't be there to see them acted out.

Nathaniel bit at his lower lip as Dean spoke, a jolt going straight to his cock at Dean's plans. Definitely enjoyed asking for the story option now. He shifted a little, giving himself another squeeze through his pants. Holding back for now though... no need to rush it.

"Jesus, Dean..." He let out a sigh. "Think we're gonna have to try this out. Bring some nice clothes with you, yeah? But for now... wet your fingers. Want you to fuck yourself with them, Dean."