Sam made a frantic grab for Dean's wrist, hoping it looked less desperate and a lot more smooth than it felt. He tugged, pulling Dean back onto the bed with him, stealing another kiss. "Stay with me?"
Ugh. He hated how sappy and needy it sounded. But after everything that had happened he just wanted Dean close to him. Just for one night. He knew how much Dean loved his own room, but he just wanted Dean here with him.