Sam swallowed what Dean had to offer, shivering at the sound of his name off those lips. Yeah, this was going to be another night when their neighbors probably hated them for being way too noisy, but Sam didn't care. Not when he was still reeling from the fact that it was because of him that Dean was this worked up.

When Dean finally slumped on the bed, Sam eased off him and sat back on his heels, smiled at him. "Fuck, Dean... that was great."