Sam kept rubbing, used his other hand to turn her back to him a bit then continued to rub with both hands now.
"Glad I could help." He murmured, kissing her neck, all pale and creamy and exposed when her hair was up like this and just begging to be kissed. He reeled himself back in for a moment.
"Um. Hm." He cleared his throat. "So, what about Aidan Elias Dean Winchester? Sound good, or is it too much?"