Dean met his eyes over his shoulder and nodded, perfectly willing to give him whatever he wanted right now. Even more so than usual. He smiled at the compliment and bent to kiss whatever skin he could reach.

His hand moved faster along Sam's length, squeezing a little more as it moved. Normally, this would be the point where he was leering and encouraging Sam to get loud, but he wasn't sure if that would be welcome anymore. Instead, he held on tighter and just panted his brother's name as he got closer to the edge.