Dean could definitely appreciate how careful Eliot was being. He rocked against the fingers slowly, gasps and moans escaping his lips. "Eliot..." He moaned, hands clenching and unclenching steadily.

As soon as he pulled away though and kissed him he cried out at the loss, staring up at him for a moment before pulling him into another deep kiss. "I know you won't...god just...need you."