The hand in his hair was nice, very nice. Most guys he went down on wanted him off again as soon as they got off. It was rare to find one who would let him stay so long past the climax and who Dean actually wanted to stay on.

He opened his eyes and looked up hazily at Nathaniel, eyes crinkling up in what would have been a smile if his mouth wasn't occupied. Dinner. Yeah, he'd been looking forward to that.