[Sam was panting heavy, by the time Dean pulled off him, his eyes locked on her. God--the way she'd been crying out and practically writhing under him throughout the entire thing... no words for how hot that was.]

[And no words for how good she looked stretched out on the bed, trembling and looking so thoroughly fucked. He took a moment to discard the condom before he curled over her, kissing over her shoulder, along her neck gently.] God, that was--

[he smiled, trailing off as he brought up his hand to brush over her cheek.] You're beautiful.