Sam groaned as Dean tugged him in roughly, pressing his face against the other's neck as he kissed and nipped at the skin there. "Dean-- wait..."

"Wait, a minute, alright?" He started to pull away, reaching between their bodies to tug at Dean's jeans roughly, trying to work them and his underwear down his hips. They were already going to get messy, but sitting around with sticky jeans was not going to be cool.