I hardly need a contraption to control my physical responses, Dean, when my hands are equally capable.

[ Besides, it would be much better to get it right the first time. But that was more than enough time wasting. Castiel opened the tube and squeexed a generous dollop into his own hand, putting the tube down as he reached across toward Dean. His fingers curled immediately around him, the liquid just a little bit cold to the touch, and the angel edged into the last of the space between them. ]

Would it be too much to ask you to kiss me?