Dean chuckled at that and nodded, watching Sam sit up. He looked down at himself and grinned. Couldn't help but tease his brother a little. "Didn't know you had a moneyshot fetish, Sammy. Should have told me. I'd have let you come all over me earlier."

He sat up and grinned, brushing a quick kiss against his brother's lips while he reached for something to clean off with. The corner of the blanket would work.