[So far, so good. They just had to make it to his apartment and they'd be in the clear. And they had to make it without Sam jumping his brother or... God, maybe giving him a punch for teasing even more. he pressed a palm flat against the wall he was backed up against, letting out a groan at the teasing friction.] You're a total jerk, Dean. Seriously. Not -- funny.

[And just because he couldn't resist touching anymore or doing what he'd wanted to desperately back in the car and... okay, maybe he just wanted to get back at him, he leaned forward to press his mouth to the other's neck, keeping a careful eye on the elevator buttons. Didn't need the doors opening and giving everyone this kind of show.]