[He gasped when he felt her coming, heard her crying out his name in a way that nearly did him in right there, but he forced himself to stop moving, just stay buried to the hilt inside of her as she pushed back on him, forcing himself to calm down as much as he could. It was hard not to keep thrusting, to keep going until he came, but- he'd been the one protesting about responsibility here and coming in her a third time was anything but.]

[But God, he hadn't had the mind to stop and grab a condom when he had Dean writhing beneath him. He drew out of her slowly, practically whimpering himself at the loss of that slick, tight heat around him.] Dean... [He panted his brother's name, eyes drifting shut for a brief moment.] Turn around... [His whole life, he'd followed Dean and sometimes it was- easier to let his brother set the pace of things here too, let him worry less about how freakish this all was. But he'd seen so many examples of Dean enjoying him making demands that he- was trying. And kinda hoping it didn't get the other pissed along the way or something.]

Use... ah... I- I want you to use your mouth. [And God, it wouldn't take much with how on edge he felt right now.]