"God, yeah. So good, so good, Sammy."
"Dean - Dean, let me move, I can't -"
"Yes, you can. Yes, you can." Dean tightened his grip around his brother, pulling him even tighter to his chest, holdingSam’s hands in strong fists. Dean's muscles bulged, holding Sam harder. His hips pumped faster. Sam threw his head back, narrowly missing Dean's nose.
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