"Oh, look! You can even say without sounding shocked," he said, and he was clearly teasing. He turned his head and kissed G's arm, before looking back at him, and the smile turned into a smirk. "Birthdays, dogs, families, and now Valentine's day. You are officially as domesticated as the rest of us, partner."
Sam snorted, although knowing G, he probably would stay up all night long. "You've never trusted any of your lovers enough to roll over, let alone pass out, so it doesn't count, but if you're really rested, I guess, I can pull out, roll you over and lick your ass clean until you're coming again. However, if your dick is sore in the morning, I don't want to hear any complaints. You can share with Shaggy when we go home."