"Now kiss," Crowley said in his raspy voice with a smirk.
Dean had been prepared to kiss Crowley, but he wasn't prepared for this. Why did it have to be this? "Oh, no, no, no, no, what do you mean? Like... do you mean French?" Dean asked.
Crowley snickered, "No, it doesn't have to be that."
Dean was frustrated, "What then? Can it just be a quick peck? Talk to me!"
Crowley laughed, "No, it can't be that. It has to be a lingering kiss. Make it linger boys."
Oh, Crowley was so sly; Dean wanted nothing more than to hit him. Why couldn't this just be like any other deal? "What? No, screw that. I'm not going to kiss my brother."
Sam had been standing there, just listening. He wasn't sure what he felt about this. He supposed he'd do it if he had to.
Crowley was just loving this, he cackled, "Oh, it's just a kiss. Stop being such a twat."
Did Crowley just call him a twat? He rolled his eyes. "No, just no, this is so stupid."
Finally Sam spoke up, "Dean, we don't have a choice." He waited as Dean folded his arms and huffed. "Come on; let's just get it over and done with."
Dean sighed, "Alright, fine, whatever. We might as well. It's no use fighting with Crowley over it."
Sam nodded and swallowed, he was nervous; but Crowley clapped his hands in excitement. Dean took a deep breath in and went to stand closer to Sam, face to face and inches apart.
He took a second to gear himself up before he finally lifted a hand to the back of Sam's neck and pulled him forward, their mouths connecting. They didn't move their lips, just pressed them together. Dean did not look like he was enjoying it one bit but for some reason he wouldn't break the kiss, even after a couple seconds. Sam's brows knitted together in confusion at just how long Dean was kissing him, he really didn't mind but it was giving him a weird feeling. Finally he brought an unsure hand up to the back of Dean's neck and pressed his lips to his brother's even harder. That seemed to do the trick because, soon after, Dean pulled away taking another deep breath in; his eyes were a bit wide. Dean looked awkwardly from Sam to Crowley, and then continued looking back and forth while stuttering, "Uh, uh, uh... Um..." He shifted nervously, "Well thank god that's over," he said with a blush.
Sam raised his eyebrows, "Yeah..."
Crowley cracked up with laughter, "Oh god. That was marvelous!"