"Yeah, but," Dean begins, gearing himself up for an actual conversation with his dick hanging out, but then Cas opens his mouth and takes him down again, and Dean forgets for a moment how to breathe. The words echo in his mind, and when he can get enough blood in his brain to comprehend them, Dean exhales in a rush, letting the groan building in his chest break free.

"We're like to get," he pants, "Arrested like this, Cas."