Jaime smirked, obediently shifting over Dean as he muttered "No wonder he likes you so much. The scarab tends to tire me out quickly."

//You need to work on your endurance//

Jaime shook his head as he settled into a comfortable position--hips nestled against Dean's, legs entangled with the others, and chin propped up on his shoulder. His arm curled over Dean's and up to run his fingers idly through the man's hair.

//And you are unusually prone to post-coital affection compared to the average human male// Jaime was a cuddler. So sue him.

"Nice to have another human in bed."