[Sam kept up the frantic pace, lips parted as he gasped and rocked into his brother, desperate. With the way his brother had gone tense, tightened around him had him crying out, pushing him right over the edge. He curled forward, hips slowing to a stop as he panted. He was flushed and his skin was damp, hair sticking to his skin... exhausted, but God, he felt good.] Dean... oh, man...