Sam definitely appreciated the lack of punching. Last thing he needed was a broken, bloodied nose on top of everything else. He was also glad Dean wasn't kissing him with such lip bruising force any more. Sure, he liked a rough kiss as much as the next person on occasion. But there were rough kisses and I'm going to kiss you so hard your face explodes kisses.
Sam let out a sigh. Dean had at least listened to his words and sort of taken them on board. It was good enough for Sam. He could compromise. "Alright, conversation over. And I know you got my back, Dean. You always have." He stole another soft kiss, mirroring Dean's gesture by sliding his fingers over Dean's tattoo in return.