[Sam tipped back against those fingers in his hair, just letting himself focus on the way Dean kissed and teased him. Honestly? He didn't even know where... they stood here. What this was or if he had the right to get jealous - which he'd probably be all the time, with the way his brother couldn't resist flirting. But he didn't want to dwell on that.]

[His lips parted at the encouragement, his tongue meeting the other's teasingly when his brother's slipped in. This? This was a good way to wake up from a nap. He rubbed his hand up Dean's back, his other tangled in his hair. Sam let Dean's mouth muffle a soft moan that rose up, arching his body up slightly in an attempt to press closer. He found himself enjoying this, more than he ever thought he would. Dean's touch, Dean's taste, Dean's scent... his attention was focused on all of it.]