[And Sam's mind kind of blanked under all the attention. His focus was solely on Dean. He tried to bite at his lower lip to keep quiet when the other's started rubbing against him, breath catching.]

[Dean and that stupid mouth of his. He couldn't do anything besides keep his fingers tangled up in Dean's hair to encourage those movements and arch up against him greedily. he rolled his hips, tried to grind himself against the other.] Dean... please, more...