The bunker was quiet, except for the sounds of Cas sniffling in what they had designated as an entertainment room. Crosslegged on a mattress Dean laid out earlier, he watched the movie the hunter had put on before hand.
Samandriel lay stretched out on the mattress, his head resting on Cas’ lap, some of the blanket covering his body. The angel was in and out of sleep, occasionally turning to rub his face against his brothers leg.
When Dean returned he set the salsa and chips down on the small table before them, huddling up next to Cas and moving the blanket so it wrapped around him as well. “How you feelin?” Smiling, he kissed the ex-angels cheek, laughing as Cas made a face.
"Dean, don’t, I would hate for you to get sick because of me."
"Considering we’re cuddling here, I don’t think I mind."
"Feathers has a point though, brother." Benny entered, carrying a tray of drinks and other snacks. He set them down before sitting down on Dean’s other side, playfully smacking the hunter on the ass. "Remember the last time you got sick? You hid in your room huddled in one of Sam’s shirts, complaining until it went away."
"You say that like Cas is any better."
"I’m only concerned we’re going to have to of you bitching about being sick." He laughed as Dean turned to flick him.
"Get a room." Rolling onto his stomach, Samandriel pushed himself up onto all fours so he could pout at them.
"Love you too, Alfie." Dean grinned.
"It’s Saman-" he was cut off as Dean leaned over Cas to press his lips to the angels. When the kiss broke he was pulled off by Benny, and wrestled to the ground, laughing as the vampire tickled his sensitive spots.
"Need to send Kevin and Sam to do research more often." Cas mused.
Dean stared at the pregnancy test in his shaking hands, not knowing what to think. How exactly did you tell a recently fallen angel that you were having his kid? That you were a couple months along at least?
Fuck how would he tell anyone, especially his brother?
He quickly looked to the door, wondering if Ezekiel knew. The angel was shady enough as it was, and bile rose in Dean’s throat, wondering what the other angels would do knowing he was carrying Cas’ child. They’d hunt him just to use the unborn baby and Dean against Cas if they knew.
Eyes closing tight, he covered his mouth with the back of his hand, trying not to think on it too much. It would be a while before he would be showing. Though it would be best to tell Cas now, he lied to much to them, might as well give him this one truth. This one piece of good news.
The day goes quietly, Cas showering - Dean can’t get over how he almost lost the ex angel - and the brothers getting food.
Ezekiel telling him to get rid of Cas hits him like a punch to the gut, and he holds himself in, shaking. Worse is the look in Cas’ eyes when Dean tells him that he has to go. He hates knowing that he’s the cause of that hurt in his friends eyes. The look of betrayal.
But nothing hurts more knowing that he’s sending Cas out into all that danger again.
At least he won’t be sending him out knowing that Dean is back here with their unborn child.
What’s worse is Dean doesn’t know if it’s better he didn’t tell him or not. Maybe Cas would feel better leaving knowing Dean would be here safe, or would it be better he not know.
Not know that Dean kicked him out, and is keeping their child who Dean doesn’t know will make it to term.
When he leaves Dean locks himself in his room and for the first time in a long time he cries, holding his waist and wishing that things weren’t so fucked up and he could keep Cas here. So he could know that their child would know their father.
So he would know that their kid would be able to grow up safe and happy.
WoW OC fic, tw for gruesome bits ehehe…
Charoon is a BE Priest, Rianya (his sister) is a BE hunter, and Reyane is a human mage.
It takes a while for Charoon to adjust to his loss of sight, even longer to track the alliance who took it. It ends up being Reyane who find them for the vengeful siblings.
It isn’t unusual for Dean to act up really. That was one of the things that had drawn Cas to his mate, that the omega wasn’t always submissive, demure, he didn’t always obey, that he could be rough and aggressive like any alpha.
He was an omega, but also Cas’ equal.
This became a problem though when Dean went into heat. The hormones brought out the worst in his mate. He became the biggest brat possible, acting out and pushing all of Cas’ buttons just to get whatever reaction he desired.
It takes a while to convince Dean to even remotely consider attempting to squirt again after the first incident. Even then Cas ties Dean’s hands behind his back, delighting in watching his mate writhe on the bed.
He had his legs spread, cock achingly hard, head resting on the bedding.
Smirking the alpha moved in close to whisper in his ear, “you know one of these days I will have to record you, because just looking at you like this makes me want to stuff my knot in you.”
Dean’s small whine sends shivers down his spine and he moves in close to take the omegas cock in hand, stroking him gently. He presses his lips to the omegas hole, closing his eyes at the taste. If he could bottle Dean’s juices he would, just so he could taste Dean at every part of the day. It wasn’t enough to have the omega marking him with his scent so other omegas would know to back off.
Taking his hand from Dean’s cock, he uses both to spread Dean’s cheeks, smirking at the sound that came from him. The way Dean’s hips jerked at the lack of contact, how he whined as Cas fucked his tight little hole with his tongue.
It didn’t help that Dean let out a low ‘Cas…’ in this voice that sounded like he was begging the alpha for something, anything.
Something Cas would eagerly give, but he was on a mission right now.
His nails gripped Dean’s hips and he ate at the omega like he was the most delicious thing on this planet - which to him he was. He intended on telling Dean that at every chance he got.
When Dean’s thighs trembled he knew the omega was close. Normally at this point he would bury his cock deep inside the other, knot him well and feel Dean clench around him as he orgasmed. Instead he kept going, slurping up every drop of slick coming from Dean’s hole, enjoying the way his mate writhed and squirmed, every noise he made.
It was music to the alphas senses.
Better was the sign that he was coming, as Dean buried his face in the sheets, going tense. Cas pulled back, grinning as Dean made a high pitched keening sound, juices squirting from his mate, covering Cas’ chest in the omegas scent (he only thinks now that he should have stood closer, that it would have been better, but he smells like his mate so it doesn’t matter).
Climbing up on the bed he stroked a hand along Dean’s back, feeling the omega tremble with the after shocks of his orgasm. When he was done Dean looked to Cas, dazed. “You didn’t even come.” He slurred out.
"Yes, but this was about you." Dean frowned at that, "and you still have a mouth."
This time Dean licked his lips, and Cas worked at unbinding Dean’s hands as the omega took Cas’ cock in his mouth, sucking him eagerly.
A low growl signaled the arrival of the other wolf. Dean kept his head ducked low in submission as the alpha padded his way over to him. When he felt Cas’ head nudge against his side, Dean shifted into his human form, rolling onto his back.
When he looked up, the other were was there, also in his human form, kneeling next to his mate.
He leaned in, resting his forehead against Dean’s and the omega let out a happy whine. Dean leaned up to brush their lips together, eyes closed as his arms wrapped around his mates neck. He felt whole. Safe.
"How are you feeling?"
"Great now that you’re here." Which was the truth, he loved Cas dearly, the other were was his mate after all. One day he hoped that the other would also be the father of his children.
Smiling Cas rubbed their noses together, “you know what I mean.”
"My heat isn’t here yet. You don’t have to worry, it will probably come in the next few days but not yet."
"Think you’ll be able to move with the pack tonight then?"
"Of course." Dean’s smile was warm as he ran his fingers through the others hair, leaning up to press their lips together. "Now how about you take me and we can get ready to go."
Cas frowned at that and Dean was worried for a moment until, “I would but I don’t want to push you into heat early. When we’re finally settled and I know we’re all safe, I will. Alright?”
A low laugh left the omega at that, “alright. For you, I’ll wait. But it just means you have to spoil me when we’re settled.”
"Sounds like you’re average day for me then."
Castiel’s favourite part of Dean would probably be how his omega tasted. Not that the alpha had tasted many other omegas but there was something sweet and addicted about how Dean was. How his slick dribbled down the omegas thighs, and the smell that came with it.
Even better was how his thighs shook as Cas licked him.
His tongue teased at Dean’s hole, hands holding his mates thighs, thumbs working to keep the cheeks parted. He was buried nose deep in his love, tongue working at Dean and pulling obscene sounds from the omega. Cas didn’t need to see it to know that Dean was grasping at the sheets, tugging and pulling on them as he writhed.
That Dean would be burying his face in the bedding as he made all those sweet sounds.
Meanwhile Cas was lapping at his juices, drinking them up as his tongue slid in and out of the puckered hole. He didn’t even bother to touch Dean’s cock, he knew the omega would come just from his ass being tongue fucked like this. Just from the feeling of Cas working at Dean like he was the most delicious thing on the menu.
"C-Cas, fuck, please."
The broken pleas were music to his ears, and Cas swore that he would pop his knot right there. He didn’t even need to slide into Dean, even if he did prefer it. Wanting to have those sweet lips wrapped around his knot.
Groaning he used his fantasies to fuel him as he licked and suck, opening Dean up and working at him with fervor. His nails dug into Dean’s skin, and with no warning he felt Dean go tense as his face was covered in omega slick.
Blinking he pulled back, his nose down drenched in Dean’s juices, eyebrow cocking at the fact that the omega had his face buried in the bedding.
At least Dean tasted good.
Cas just smiled to himself licking up the mess on his face.
When Castiel found him, Dean was sitting on the bed in his room deep in thought. The ex angel frowned, moving over to Dean, sitting with him in silence. He figured if Dean had something on his mind, he would speak about it, though he didn’t expect the hunter to blush and cover his face with his hands.
"Dean, is something wrong?" his voice was gentle, a hand resting on the others shoulder. It startled him when Dean tensed, frowning deeply.
"No, I - ah - I’m fine." This was unlike Dean and it worried the fallen angel.
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah." There was silence for a moment before Dean asked, "hey Cas, you ever heard of - uh - ‘daddy kink’?"
Castiel’s brows knit in confusion as he looked over his companion, “possibly, but not that I can remember. I know what a kink is, but I don’t know what father figures have to do with kink.”
Dean pushed to his feet, startling Castiel. “Yeah uh - forget I mentioned it.” The hunter gave Castiel an uneasy smile, “I got to go do some tuning up on Baby, I’ll come back in later to make dinner.”
Frowning Castiel nodded, watching him leave with some concern.
He corners Sam in the library, slowly moving over to where the hunter is bent over a book. “Sam, may I ask you something?”
The younger Winchester looked up from what he was reading, giving the fallen angel a smile. “Yeah, sure. What’s up?”
"Dean asked me if I knew what ‘daddy kink’ was and I’m unsure of what he wants. I’m not familiar with the link between fathers and kink, or what Dean is wanting of me." His brows furrowed watching Sam’s cheeks go pink at the question. "Do you know what ‘daddy kink’ is? If so it would greatly help me, I want to make Dean happy."
Sam’s mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, and he ran a hand through his hair, staring at Castiel for a minute. “I uh - well - it’s hard to explain.” He licked his lips, shifting his eyes to look elsewhere.
Frowning, Castiel moved over to where the hunter was, rolling his eyes when Sam tensed. “May I borrow your computer then?”
"I - fine. Just don’t get any viruses on it."
"I’ve no intention of looking at adult websites like Dean does." He tapped away at the keyboard, eyes going wide when he came across a few things relevant to his searches. Upon gathering the knowledge he needed he closed the browser, uttering a quick thank you to Sam for his time.
This time he cornered Dean in the kitchen as the hunter worked on dinner. He had worked up just what he was going to do but he was still nervous on how to go about it. How did one go about engaging in things like this?
Taking a deep breath he entered the kitchen, coming up behind Dean and wrapping his arms around the hunters waist. He rested his chin on the humans shoulder, smiling as Dean leaned back against him, completely relaxed.
"Hey big guy, the burgers will be ready soon. I’m just waiting for the patties to finish cooking."
"Hmm and I’m sure they’ll be perfect as always. Though Daddy’s wondering if there’s anything else you can do for him." As he said this one hand trailed down Dean’s chest, cupping his crotch. He kept his voice a low growl, nipping at the lobe of Dean’s ear.
The reaction wasn’t exactly something he expected, but he did relish in it. Dean tensed in his arms, before melting and making a small noise in his throat, his hips rocking into Cas’ hand.
He figured he may as well keep it up, “be a good boy for Daddy and I might just give you a treat later.”
A smirk tugged at Cas’ lips as Dean’s eyes fell closed, another noise leaving him. “Yes, Daddy.”
This could be fun.
[Contains spoilers for 9.01: ‘I think I’m going to like it here’.]
It was weird living with more than one angel now. Yeah Dean got used to Ezekiel while he was living in Sam’s body, but the angel was now in his original vessel, the one Dean met him in and it was strange having this many people in the bunker.
With Crowley in the dungeon, Kevin meandering about, Charlie making regular visits, Sam, Cas, him -
Dean pinched his brow, counting to ten in his mind as the cocky alpha stood before him. He was ready to lay the asshole off, or even fire him. He wasn’t doing his job, he was constantly undermining Dean’s authority, and for what?
Because Dean was an omega?
He was not going to stand for this.
"Listen, you either shape up, or your ass is going to be laid off, or fired. Do you understand me? I may be an omega but I am the CEO of this company meaning what I say goes." The alpha opened his mouth, trying to say something to obviously protest this fact, "don’t even try to deny it. I’ve been looking at your reports, and even some of your coworkers have told me of your blatant disregard for my authority. Unlike you they respect me and my position as their employer. I worked hard to get where I am, I earned this position and the respect of my employees. And I will not stand for insubordination. Consider this your last chance."
He held his hand pointing to the door where his secretary, an alpha named Castiel, stood. The employee left, and Dean could tell by Cas’ scowl that the two alphas were having a momentary show down before the man left and his secretary entered.
"Miss Robinson wanted to confirm the interview with you tomorrow, Mr. Wesson asked me to check if you two were still going to do golf this weekend and -" the alpha was cut off as Dean grabbed him by the tie, pulling him in close for a needy kiss.
"Tell Cassie it’s still on, and Sam that I am still available this weekend. Think you can pencil in some time for us?" Dean smirked taking Castiel’s hand to cup the omegas crotch.
"Mnn other than our dinner date tonight? Definitely. I think you have a free block coming up right now in fact." The alpha licked his lips, grabbing Dean and licking his lips before pulling away only to put up a sign that said Dean was unavailable and to lock the door.
"Been waiting all day for this."
"Me too." Cas sat down in Dean’s chair, pulling the omega into his lap.