[Never had he even... once considered what Dean's lips would look like wrapped around him, let alone how talented his mouth might be. The fact that he was watching him right back though... that drew out another moan. His fingers dropped from Dean's hair to over his cheek, fingertips tracing the corner of his brother's mouth... wanted to remember everything about this.]

Dean... [He breathed the other's name, eyes drifting shut briefly despite himself.]