Eliot panted and closed his eyes, his hand that was behind Dean's neck guided the hunter down so he could take his mouth again.

This time it was a slow sensual kiss, all tongue and open lips and exploration, and with every moan he offered it directly into Dean's mouth like a morsel of sound to be eaten.

When he felt he was getting near, he started to clench and relax his muscles repeatedly to help bring Dean over the edge with him.

Lip-locked, he didn't want to let go even as he cried out from how good it was.