"It is romantic. Knowing your limits is part of you, and you want me to know you. So it's okay. Tell me whatever you need to. I'll respect your limits." Dean replied, and then Daniel's hand was on him. Fuck, that felt good. Not to mention, he liked the panties Dean was wearing. He moaned. "Yeah, sometimes I like to wear panties. It started as a dare in college. Not that I ended up graduating."
Whimpering with desire, Dean couldn't help but whine a bit too. "Fuck, baby, please. I'm already so hard."