[The pain faded quickly, leaving behind just the feeling of incredible fullness and bone-deep contentment. Dean couldn't even find the energy to move with his brother. He just held on and moaned soft encouragements into Sam's ear. How good it felt, how much he wanted it, and I love you again and again.]

[He smiled against Sam's neck, loving the way his name sounded when Sam was moaning it out like that. He wasn't the only one who had been driven to desperation and it felt good to be the one who got Sam there.]