[As soon as she figured out what Sam was doing, Dean decided it was a great idea. She grinned and closed her legs gently around Sam's hand, trapping it against her. He only really needed on to drive.] I'm waiting. Impatiently, but I'm waiting.

[Her hand slid over his leg, palming against his jeans again.] Just think... we'll have to get you hard again before we can do anything...