Me? [Have a perfectly innocent expression that was not at all helped by the way Dean's eyes were lit up with amusement, lust, and devious intentions.] I'm just a man who enjoys my work, Sammy.

[He stood, letting his soapy hands trail up Sam's sides, wrapped his arms around his brother's waist, and kissed him hard. Pushed him back under the water to rinse, tasting soap, water, and everything Sam in the kiss. He pulled back just enough to speak, water running over his lips as they brushed against Sam's with each word.] Rinse off. Finish up. I'll go start breakfast.