"Next time, huh," Eliot murmured moments before his tongue found Dean's navel and delved to tease at it lightly. He had no regrets about the slow foreplay though, liking how he leisurely worked Dean back to a hardness of a second round.

He growled again in contentedness at the hands in his hair. He also approached the top of his crotch when this happen, causing the rumble to be swallowed in the fuzz above there.