It's off, in that way is so terribly them and he sighs into that kiss before his hands slide up into his hair and he grips him tight to hold him there. "Shh. I get it." He hums, leaning up to bump foreheads with Dean. And he does, this is their go to bandaid when things are getting a little too intense, and then they're good for a little while before it catches up to them again. But they've pushed and cornered and now they've got a bunch of feelings fucking with their heads.

"How about we wait to do it right, huh?"

But he is naked, and Dean is half dressed in the laziest fucking way, and they're already on Tuck's pool table, so he loosens one hand from his hair to slide down to wrap around Dean's cock and stroke.