Mmm... love you, too. [He closed his eyes a moment, tipping his head to the side when Sam kissed down his neck. He didn't keep them closed long. The whole point was to watch his brother.]

[Dean stretched underneath Sam, arching his back to press himself up into his brother, then settled back down. Laced his fingers together behind his head and watched Sam work himself in and out.] Take everything you want, Sammy. I'm here.