"Well hurry up," he groaned, wishing they really could just do it without preparation. He could try to take it, even if it'd hurt like fuck, but he just wanted it all now, without the preamble, and he didn't get to have it that fast and was close to demanding this move to the bedroom.
Moaning a little at each of the nips, Dean shivered a bit from the cool air now the water was off, and reached down to stroke their cocks with one hand, his eyes on what he was doing. He knew he was being bossy, and while he knew logically preparation was necessary, he also wanted to insist he'd be fine without it and could just take a couple of days off. Sam was just a lot more logical about things, even sex.
"Gonna take you next time. I'll make it all nice and romantic for you," he teased, purring in his ear. "I'll go slow, make you beg for it, make you cry," Dean whispered, smiling to himself.