[Dean was moving before Sam finished his order. His little brother was getting demanding and he wasn't too surprised to discover that he liked it. That wasn't to say he didn't have a few demands of his own to make.]

[He made it to Sam's door in record time, shifting his weight from foot to foot as he waited for Sam to work the lock, then he was shoving his brother inside and locking the door behind them. He turned and pressed Sam into the closed door, kissing him hard and shoving a thigh between Sam's legs.]

Clothes. [He growled, when he came up for air. Started tugging on Sam's shirt.] Need them off five minutes ago, dude.