Well, how could Eliot refuse Dean when the hunter begged like that? Although he wanted to push his way in in one full swoop, he didn't, but started his way by pushing in slowly inch by inch. Every few moments he gave both of them some time to adjust before he started forward again.

It was nearly a full minute before he was seated in the hunter completely.

"Damn, you're tight. You alright?" he asked, his free hand giving Dean's thigh a pat and his expressing held in a strained smile.