Yeah, yeah. Patience. Gotta finish one job before I start another, ya'know. [He grinned to himself, enjoying all of Sam's happy sounds. All that friction and bad feelings from the fight the night before seemed millions of miles away.]

[He knelt on the shower floor, soaping Sam's legs with more enthusiasm than the task really required. His grin got even wider as he let his eyes roam over his brother's lower body, mapping out all the spots he wanted to place his marks. Hey, they wouldn't be conspicuous!]