When they were both sober they could talk about what this meant for their future. Clearly, both of them still had more than a soft spot for the other and that they still wanted something more. Hell, they still wanted and that said a lot. Dean knew he wouldn't be happy with this being a one night stand.

"Mmm, I think you want something," he purred, rocking back against the hands on his ass. He ran his hands over Merlin's chest and shoulders. His arms went around them and he dragged his nails along his spine. He didn't care who fucked who right now. Dean just wanted to get naked, wrap himself around Merlin and spend the night that way.

He had missed him so much.