[Dean noted that Sam didn't rule out the possibility of it ever happening again. He grinned against his brother's skin. Maybe he should feel bad about being the corrupting influence, but all he could think was how to get it to happen again.]

Mmm... think that's up to you, boss man. I've gotta hide from public eyes, remember? [He shifted his head to catch Sam's lips and kiss him slowly. When he pulled back, he smiled.] What do you wanna do?