Dean fingerfucking Sammy's mouth is e v e r y t h i n g. 💕 And Sam doesn't tell him he's been practicing on hotdogs and popsicles and his own fingers, dreaming of getting a chance to show Dean how good he can be.
KELLY, YES. 💕 YOU'RE SINGING MY SONG!
He'd never tell Dean how he'd gotten so good with that pretty mouth.
Mainly because he's too punch-drunk off that possessive look in his big brother's eyes to even form words.













