[Sam shifted over Dean when he settled back, leaning in to press a slow, lingering kiss to Dean's lips, his hands rubbing down his brother's stomach. Wanted to see him worked back up, really wanting this again.]

All mine, huh? [He grinned a little more genuinely at that, his hand trailing low enough to start teasing the other's cock just as he nipped at the other's lower lip.] Hey - [He paused, not sure if it'd make things awkward here but... it felt right to say all things considered.] Love you, Dean.