Nodding, Eliot took the words at face value and continued with what he was doing. The slow circles extended inwards until his fingers rubbed along the crease of Dean's ass just above the hole. His other hand joined in, spreading the warmed lube over the hunter's balls and the sensitive skin behind the perineum.

"I'm gonna make you feel good, Dean," he said in his low husky voice. "Fuck you nice and slow until you're goin' wild from being speared on my cock. And when you're ready, you'll cry out so loud the whole buildin's gonna hear ya."