His head tips back and for a fleeting moment Dean wonders if he's completely lost his goddamn mind. But this is Benny. He can bear his throat like that and know that he won't hurt him, won't tear him apart for the simple sake of a feed. They'd watched each other's backs in Purgatory for too long for it to end like that.

Benny wants him near. Doesn't stick around out of some sense of obligation or guilt. Right here he's needed and that's all that matters to Dean.

"Yeah? And what if I don't want you to?"