Dean's words were enough for Sam's grip on whatever shreds of sanity he had to slip. The moan that slipped from his lips was nothing short of raw, carnal need. The arm around Dean's waist tightened as Sam bucked his hips, rutting frantically as though fucking Dean was the only thing he knew how to do. He fisted Dean's cock at the same frantic, desperate pace.
He wanted to lose himself in this moment forever. He pressed needy kisses against the side of Dean's face, before taking his ear lobe between his teeth, tugging and nipping at it. "Come for me, Dean, come on, come with your baby brother deep inside you. Want to feel you. Want to see you."