Dean let his tongue run over the tip, licking up precum like it was ice cream. He then moved down the shaft, his fingers still fucking Daniel. He added a third one, and moved them a bit slower than he had the two, he wasn't sure what Daniel could handle, and he didn't want to hurt him.
He moaned at the feel of Daniel's fingers in his hair. He pulled off of him long enough to say "Holy fuck, I love fingers in my hair" before taking Daniel in his mouth again. Teeth gently scraped against the shaft, and then the tip. But his tongue moved all over, his other hand cupping the balls, stroking them gently as his fingers kept fucking, moving gently in and out.