Despite his best efforts to keep his hips still, Daniel couldn't help but rock himself back on Dean's fingers, essentially fucking himself on them, which in turn meant he was fucking into that beautiful wet mouth.
"Shit, Dean... you're so good. Fuck, I love you, I love you so much."
He was almost whining in pleasure as those probing fingers teased against his prostate. More precum seeped from him. Daniel could feel the telltale tightening in his balls as his release neared.
He gave Dean's hair a tug in warning. "Fuck, babe... I'm gonna cum, I'm so close."