If you keep coming up with... interesting stuff like that, yeah. [He flashed the other a smirk.]

[Last thing he expected was Dean to grab has hand like that and actually lick it. He idly bit at his lower lip, eyes lingering on Dean, watching him. God, it wasn't - fair. Dean kept outdoing himself, finding new ways to send pleasant little jolts through Sam, new ways to get him wanting it.] Dean...