"Sammy. Dirty talk gets your motor going, huh? Good to know," he teased him, using the grip he had on Sam's ass to push his hips up against his brother's, grinding them together. He smiled as Sam nudged his cheek like that, finding it way more affectionate than he supposes it should have been. He wasn't a 'big hugger' but he was definitely into touching a lot in general, but especially like this.
"Of course I can take it, dammit." He was sure neither of them needed to point out they'd had all kinds of torture in Hell and that this kind of pain would be nothing. Grabbing a pillow from further up the bed, Dean tucked it under his head and stretched out, making a hand motion with both hands for Sam to do his thing.