It felt like there was electricity between them, as Morgan and Dean's skin touched properly. Morgan's hand held the side of Dean's neck, and his lips worked over the sprinkling of freckles on the opposite side. He gave a small groan at Dean's words, and it made him pause.
"Well, let's pretend that I'm just a guy then," he said, his pulse racing. "And you're just a guy, and we'll just do whatever feels right."