"You are treading on dangerous ground, Mr. Thomas," he said, pulling back from Dean's lips enough that he was able to speak and catch his breath at the same time. He didn't want to rush things, but he had been so frustrated these past few months (and loyal to Dean, even with his feelings for Lavender) that it was hard for him not to think of other things he could be doing with his mouth.
He shifted, placing a hand on Dean's lower back, still smirking as he leaned back in for another kiss.