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The crunching noise repeatedly grinding from under Dean's boots was starting to take its toll on his nerves. Everything here was so quiet, especially this early in the morning when the fog still laid like a soft blanket over the small town. The air is still cold, no warmth coming from the unrisen sun. He had been enjoying a few months of reasonable weather but that time was slowly fading as winter began to approach. His hands tingled in pain towards his finger tips from the cold so he kept rotating which pocket they were in. A few minutes in his jean pockets which were too small for his whole hand and then a few minutes in his leather jacket pockets, the poor garment had seen its fair share of life and was bordering on too thin for the climate. He kicked his foot down harder on his next step forward spraying the small loose gravel bits further down the sidewalk irritated when his knee protested with a sharp jab. He switched his hands again while muttering a curse under his breath, the hot air releasing a small puff of steam.
He knew why his dad had moved them from sunny and warm California but it didn't mean he had to like it. Dean pretended the chill that ran through him was because of the weather and not the memory he was tip toeing around. He missed Sam more than he'd ever admit aloud, but Bobby had been getting a few more jobs than normal so he knew that soon there would be enough money saved up for Dean to go and visit him. That is, if John let him. Last time Dean got close enough to having money for the trip his dad had insisted he needed the money for bills.
“You've only been a burden to this family. Stop wasting my time- you'll see Sam when I say so. Shut up and stop acting like a needy whore. I don't even want to know what you had to do to convince singer to give you that fuckin’ job.”
Dean kicked his foot again as he stepped, this time enjoying the jolt of pain that served to distract him from the thought. His dad was an Alpha and made it impossible to disagree with him. The man had shaped Dean and Sam's very ideals of the word. John was strong, and stubborn and up until the very moment Dean had presented as an omega, he had been the family's protector.
“Should've seen it coming- you crying over your mother like a bitch instead of focusing on your brother. How could you do this to us-”
Dean swallowed the lump in his throat and reluctantly pulled his hands out of the warm pockets to pop his jacket collar. It was a weak attempt at covering the sad omega sent he knew he was emitting. He hated his own scent, even when he was happy it always felt overwhelming, too sweet as his father would say. Dean thought he was right, and it also happened to be the reason for this morning's walk into town, he needed to pick up his prescription blockers and suppressants. He couldn't take the car because John had gotten home late and passed out in the recliner, keys still secured on his belt loop. Dean was grateful that his dad and the car somehow managed to make it back in one piece despite the amount of times Dean knew his dad hadn't been fully sober driving it home. Dean had put a blanket over his sleeping form instead of risking waking him up. He knew there'd be no forgiveness for waking him up so early for one of his “girly problems”.
To the relief of his feet the gravel road soon gave way to a solid concrete sidewalk. His boots had seen better days, the soles thin enough where he could feel the bigger rocks under each step. Dean patted his back pocket making sure he didn't forget his wallet as he turned onto the one main road into town from his side street. It was still early enough not all the shops and business were open yet but his stomach rumbled when the scent of fresh baked bread filled his nostrils. This was always the worst part of walking into town. The small family owned bakery in the center of town was famous for their delicious pastries and of course it was right next to the pharmacy. And because of the size of the town the doctor used the floors above the pharmacy as his office. So when Dean had his yearly check up he'd had to sit through the torture of smelling the tantalizing sweets while being stared at by yet another Alpha Doctor who was puzzled by male Omegas. There was one rare time when John realized he had forgotten Dean's birthday by about two months, thanks to a phone call involving Sam. John had brought home an entire pie, cherry, it had gone cold, God knows how long John had it in the car. But Dean knew the second he got his fork into the crumbly crust that it would be the highlight of his year. He would've eaten the entire thing that night by himself if John hadn't started drinking, and swinging. Inevitably the majority of the pie ended up on the floor, right alongside Dean.
He didn't realize he had stopped and was staring through the bakery windows. It was hard to ignore the three trays spinning in the window, one picture perfect pie in the middle. Dean swallowed the excess saliva he felt in his mouth before jumping and cursing under his breath when he noticed a pair of eyes gleaming at him from behind the glass. Clutching his chest trying to keep his heart beat in check Dean smiled and waved at the shorter man through the glass who was now smirking at him, having noticed the jump from Dean's surprise.
“Morning Gabriel.” Dean smiled at the fellow Omega man as he opened the front door and leaned out far enough to chat.
“Morning Dean-O, we aren't open yet but you're looking awfully hungry, you want something?” Gabriel wiggled his eyebrows at Dean; they got a chuckle in response despite Dean's apprehension. Gabriel had been nothing but nice to Dean since him and his dad arrived in the small town. But something about him and his family never sat right with Dean's instincts. They were Russian and in the middle of South Dakota, operating an albeit successful bakery, but had a suspicious amount of money, and cars. That's how Dean had first met Gabriel, on the rare occasion his dad let Dean take the baby out for a ride to the grocery store. He had seen a black SUV propped up on a jack along the side of the road. Dean had jumped at the chance to help out, Gabriel was apparently inept at changing a tire. Gabriel had been so grateful and introduced Dean to Bobby, the local mechanic and junk yard owner. Gabriel and his family would bring their cars there for regular service. Although now that Dean thought about it he never got to work on their vehicles, it was always Bobby. “Dean?” Gabriel interrupted his thoughts and instinctively Dean pulled his jacket collar tighter again.
“Sorry can't today, I'm on the way to the pharmacy to pick up my prescriptions, maybe next time.” Dean turned away from the window and began walking next door to said pharmacy.
“You are extra stinky today…” Gabriel teased watching Dean go. “If you change your mind, stop by anytime.” Dean flipped him off before smirking and turning to reach for the door handle of the pharmacy, his heart sinking when the door just stayed shut. His eyes widened as he looked around noticing the hand written note just above the handle on the inside window.
-Winter hours
9AM-5PM -
“Son of a bitch.” Dean grumbled, much to Gabriel's amusement who stayed lingering in his own doorway. He looked down to his phone, sighing at the clock glowing 7:02 A.M. it wouldn't be worth it to walk back home, it took about an hour to get here.
“C'mon kid, at least have a coffee on me.” Gabriel offered, seeing the conflict in Dean's eyes, and smelling the worry on his scent. Which Gabriel wouldn't say out loud but was the real reason he wanted Dean inside. The kid had clearly been stretching his blockers thin and that apple pie scent was hard to resist even as an omega man who routinely baked delicious pies. He didn't want to think about the potential alphas on Dean's trek back home. Dean hesitated for another moment but eventually nodded his head pouting his lower lip. He reached for the door and began to follow Gabriel inside. Dean had one foot in the doorway when he and Gabriel froze, heads snapping over their shoulders as a black SUV squealed down the quiet empty street. Its tires smoked as it made an aggressive right turn, going towards the alley behind the bakery and other stores on thier side of the street.
“What wa-” Dean's question was cut short by the sound of the back door inside the bakery slamming open.
“GABRIEL!” Dean shrunk at the yell, the voice deep and full of gravel. Ignoring his instincts to run, Dean simply followed Gabriel further inside. Gabriel began to run towards the back where the shouting had come from. Where there were now multiple other voices and loud crashing sounds. Gabriel swung the door open revealing three other men, one of which was bleeding heavily on one of the metal prep tables lining the walls of the kitchen. Dean stilled, his breath catching in his throat as his eyes connected with sharp blue ones. The third man, who Dean had never seen before had dark messy hair, his brows furrowed in anger as he glared at Dean. His white button up shirt was splattered with blood, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows revealing muscular arms absolutely covered with more of the red liquid.
Gabriel quickly followed the glare of his brother to the man standing warily behind him. “Dean Lock the front door, don't let anyone in!” He as gently as possible pushed Dean backwards, patting his shoulder and hoping desperately the younger man listened to him. Dean shook his head in understanding but was having a hard time looking away from the man standing over Gabriel's other brother in the kitchen. The man said something again, this time in Russian which seemed to further frazzle Gabriel who quickly turned around, locking Dean out of the kitchen.
Suddenly the air around him was too thick, sweet with the smell of pastries and his own stupid unblocked scent. Dean's head felt dizzy as his legs stiffly carried him back to the front door. He was about to click the lock shut but he refused to keep ignoring his instincts. The alpha's he'd seen in the back looked and sounded dangerous not to mention the two covered in blood. His father might not care about training him anymore but he knew even with the routine he maintained there was no way he could overcome all of them. Shakily his hand grabbed the door handle. Gabriel had a lot of explaining to do but he was still Dean's friend so Dean locked the door behind him as he basically stumbled out of the shop. Quickly regaining his footing Dean began a light jog back in the direction of his house, attempting and failing to ignore the pain in his leg.
“Straighten out your legs, you look like a bitch. Damn your mother for giving you those stupid child bearing hips” Each word followed by another kick to said legs.
Dean felt his heart beat heavier in the bruises on his legs as he ran. The cold air was not helping his lungs as he tried to catch his breath. His panic only increased when he heard the screeching of more wheels following him now. He risked looking behind him, which was a mistake because not twenty feet behind him was the dark haired, blood covered alpha from the bakery.
“Blyad!” The man behind him shouted, also looking behind them to see the approaching vehicle. “Wait! Stop!” He yelled again and fuck if Deans inner omega had it's way Dean would've ran backwards just to hear the accented voice say more to him. Instead Dean doubled down, a soft cry escaping his lips despite his efforts as the pain escalated throughout his leg. Turns out even with his determination Dean wasn't faster than an actual car which squealed to a stop directly in front of him. Dean yelped, turning on the spot and now running back towards the yelling alpha. Dean heard the doors on the car opening and a bunch of shouting. He stopped in his tracks, caught between a car full of mysterious hostile figures and the one man in front of him, still covered in blood up to his elbows who was now staring past him ,snarling with a low rumble that twisted Dean's stomach into confused knots. Dean stood there staring for what was way too long based on the confused tilt of the dark haired man's head. “Get down!” He shouted, eyes going wide.
Too late Dean felt a sudden cold pressure fast and painful slice across his shoulder straight through his jacket. Dean's hand flew up to the wound, his ears now ringing. Looking up he saw a momentary flash of concern on the alpha's face. He now had a gun in his hand and Dean's brain made the final connections. Suddenly he crouched to the ground, a pair of arms reaching from behind him reaching out and comically missing their target, him. A moment later and there was another round of semi hushed gun shots whistling past his ears. Dean drew his eyes away from the approaching alpha and looked at the people who had followed him in the car, some had barely even made it out of the car, their lifeless bodies all carrying a similar gunshot wound in their heads, the man that had been reaching out to grab him falling silently and heavy right next to where Dean had crouched on the ground.
Before he even had a moment to worry about the strangled breath coming from the man another shot was buried into the twitching body's chest. Dean's eyes widened, completely breathless from running, from the bad memories sneaking in all morning, from the startling image of an unknown alpha wordlessly assassinating half a dozen people to the now sudden and undeniable pain in his left shoulder. Releasing the tight grip he had on it and looking down at his hand Dean suddenly decided it would be okay if the earth just opened up and swallowed him. Because there was no way he was making it out of this. His own hand was covered in blood and at that exact moment his brain helpfully reminded him he hadn't eaten in at least a good twenty four hours. When he went to stand back up from his defensive crouching position the last thing his eyes saw before the small black patches completely filled his vision were two bright blue eyes widening and moving impossibly closer.
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“Blyad-shit!” Light flashed behind Dean's eyelids. For a moment he managed to open them. More foreign words floated in the air around him but from the tone they were muttered in he could tell they didn't mean anything good. To his surprise he was horizontal and moving. He might be an Omega, generally meant to be smaller, weaker. But he was still a full grown man, he was 26 and a full 6ft 1 inches, sure a little thin at the moment, but it had been a very long time since he had been carried anywhere, by anyone. Without knowing who, or even why he was being carried, his mind simply supplied for him that the nice strong and -god- warm arms carrying him were safe ones. He tilted his head to the side, his eyes only catching the briefest glance of the kitchen inside the bakery. His cheek brushed up against something firm and warm and his eyes closed again, a soft grunt slipping past his lips as his body relaxed again into the warmth holding him.
It felt like no time had passed but the sun was shining through a window somewhere now. And he was no longer floating in a warm embrace, on the contrary he felt his entire body aching, especially his shoulder. His body laid stiffly on a cold metal surface. His eyes finally started to cooperate again and blinked open through a dried layer of tears.
“Please stop moving…” a low grumble sounded from behind Dean. The voice was familiar but muffled slightly. Dean immediately ignored the words, jumping up from the table he had been laying on top of. He instantly regretted the movement, his legs reminding him of his various bruises and new soreness from all the running this morning. This morning when he had been chased down and attacked. Dean's knees gave out as he looked up from his legs to see the dark haired alpha who had been doing some of that chasing. The alpha had his arms stretched out, hands up, still holding a needle and some thread. “I just need to finish closing your wound.” The man said not making any further movements. Dean's body reacted first before his brain could and he cursed internally as his face grew overwhelmingly hot, ears and neck flushing red at the intensity of the alpha's piercing gaze. Dean didn't know who this guy was but if he kept looking at him like that…well that thought stopped dead in its tracks when Dean's eyes finally lowered from the other man's eyes to his nose. His nostrils had been stuffed with tissues and Dean couldn't help the panicked but somewhat relieved laugh that slipped out of him.
“Uhh heh sorry just you look insane -” Dean chuckled hoping the man- no killer- this man had killed people in front of Dean and he was making fun of him. Dean hoped desperately he didn't notice the blush. But it had been a while since his brain let him have any thoughts along those lines…
The alpha sighed and put down his arms, sensing the shift in energy now that Dean was starting to come back to his surroundings. “I got a nosebleed…now please sit back down. I need to fix you.” the alpha gestured towards the table where Dean was leaning his full weight. Dean nodded, feeling a little guilty for teasing the man. He began to stand again but his legs had decided to remain a jello consistency. Slowly the alpha walked around the table, Dean couldn't help but shrink back, his arms moving up slowly to start blocking his face. Dean saw the flash of red in the man's eyes, a sudden burst of light mixing with the natural unnaturally blue. “Dean-” He paused slowly, stretching out his hand. “I'm not going to hurt you.” Dean released the breath he didn't realize he had been holding.
“I uhh, need-” Dean looked down at his legs unsure why he couldn't just make them work damnit. Without needing to finish his sentence the other man gently reached down, placing a firm arm around and under his own arm, reaching around his back and then pulling him off the ground effortlessly. Where the alpha made contact with his skin it felt like fire, but at the same time chills chased the contact. This caused Dean just now to realize he was shirtless. “Wait a minute - how'd you know my name?” Dean basically whispered as the alpha lingered close by. His fingers twitching across his shirtless back. Dean swore he could feel the sharp inhale of air, even through the tissues in the alpha's nose, right above his exposed scent gland. Dean's eyes reconnected with the alphas and internally he cursed at himself. He was not allowed to have a crush, especially one on a murderer, no matter how hot he was, or how his hand had started making small soothing circles on the skin of his back. Maybe it was the blood loss, maybe it was the sudden smell of rain. Dean found his face was leaning impossibly close, so close he started to feel the warmth of the other man's breath on his.
“How's Dean-o doing Cassie?” To his credit Dean wasn't the only one jumping in surprise this time, but Gabriel still smirked at him.
“Cassie?” Dean asked, looking over to Gabriel, his head still spinning slightly. Suddenly a sharp pain shot through his shoulder again. “Ow!” Dean shouted and glared at the alpha who had wordlessly gotten back to stitching up Dean's bullet graze wound.
“Sorry, and it's Castiel.” Dean's stomach twisted hearing the deep voice so close to his ear, and from behind him. Suddenly he remembered Gabriel was still in the room.
“Uh huh, well just wanted to make sure you hadn't killed him after you rammed him into the wall on your way in…” Gabriel hadn't stopped smiling since he walked in. Dean slowly turned his head looking at the alpha -Castiel- as he focused in on Dean's shoulder.
“That's why I woke up earlier…” Dean felt his blush deepen remembering the warmth holding him. “ So what's going on Gabe?” Dean deflected, noticing that Gabriel's posture had shifted nervously. Dean gripped the edge of the table as Castiel powered through the remaining stitches needed to patch up his shoulder.
“That's uh, confidential.” Gabriel replied, looking at Castiel while he spoke. His head tilted to the side like he was urging the alpha out of the room.
“Don’t move, you need food. I'll be right back.” Castiel cut the thread he had been using to sew Dean back together. Dean felt his heart stutter for a second before he punched inwardly at his omega . His emotions were out of control for the situation he was currently in. Still his eyes followed the man out of the room, watching as he put a phone up to his ear the second he walked out of the kitchen.
“What the heck is going on Gabe?” Dean asked again, hoping the lack of Castiel would encourage him to talk. Gabriel still stuttered a little bit, his hands fiddling with some first aid supplies. Dean's eyes narrowed as his brain slowly started coming back online. His involuntary nap had jostled him but suddenly something Sammy had said a while ago echoed through his head.
“Sounds boring out there- except for the Russian Mafia bakery-heh-at least you'll still have a good place to get pie…”
It had been a joke, of course it had been a joke. Dean's eyes snapped on to the gun now visible and hanging from a holster on Gabriel's chest. But it was just a joke…the man, Luke, who had been bleeding this morning, another one of Gabriel's brothers, was now conscious and speaking in hushed Russian to another man Dean didn't recognize. They both also had guns. And all of them excluding Gabriel had been wearing full suits, a little too professional for a small town bakery. Dean couldn't help the nervous laugh that came out. Flinching when his shoulder ached in pain at the slight movement. If these guys didn't kill him his dad sure would if he saw that.
“Sam was right wasn't he…you guys are like secret Mafia or something -” Dean immediately stopped talking when Gabriel shushed him, Luke and the other man snapping their heads over to look at them. That's when Dean realized he could hear normal happy voices speaking English outside of the kitchen. “Are you guys open?! While we're bleeding out in your kitch-” Gabriel straight up slapped his hand over Dean's mouth now.
“It happens more often than not.” Gabriel confirmed, removing his hand when Dean glared at him. A booming burst of laughter sounded from the corner of the room where Luke and the mystery man were huddled. Dean looked over at them only to follow their gaze back over to the doorway out of the kitchen. There Castiel was standing, eyes sharp and throwing daggers. He still had the damn tissues in his nose but was now holding a plate with pink frosted cookies and a small bottle of water.
“Zamolchi!” Castiel grunted the foreign word to the men in the back of the kitchen. He then walked towards Dean with the plate of food. Dean couldn't help licking his lips, the cookies did look delicious especially being carried to him by tall, dark, and handsome. Dean shook his head clear while Castiel placed the bottle of water next to him on the table. Castiel's hand then grabbed one of the cookies and Dean felt his heart skip a beat as that hand started to travel up towards Dean's mouth looking a hell of a lot like he was about to hand feed him.
“Cassie Dean was on his way to the pharmacy to pick up his prescription, we need to get it for him before he leaves.” Gabriel -thank god- cut in before the drool building up in Dean's mouth had the opportunity to embarrass him. Castiel's hand froze mid air, using his other hand to grab Dean's hand, instead placing the cookie in his palm.
“Thanks, uh it's no problem I can get out of your hair.” Dean said just before putting the cookie down onto the plate with the others. There was no way he could afford a snack right now let alone his suppressants and blockers. Usually they ran out at different times staggering the expensive monthly bills. But every few months he had to suck it up and blow most of his money at the same time. He started to move again, his legs feeling capable of moving once again but he was stopped by a firm hand on his shoulder.
“Dean, we don't have a clean shirt for you yet. Please let me get your medicine…and eat the food.” Dean's skin betrayed him at the touch, sending chills down his entire body, certain Castiel saw the shiver. Dean looked at the plate of cookies and then grabbed his wallet from his back jean pocket.
“Uh it will be under Winchester, you guys probably already knew that- uh this should cover it-” Dean handed a wad of crumpled bills to the alpha in front of him, completely emptying his wallet. He dug his hand into his front pocket and fished out the precise change that Dean knew he would need as well. “I can't really uh afford the cookies right now…” Dean ran his hand nervously over the back of his neck wishing he had at least his jacket to cover what he knew was embarrassed omega scent filling the room sourly.
“We almost got you killed, cookies are on the house today.” Gabriel laughed while clapping his hands heavily onto Castiel's shoulders turning the alpha back towards the door and out of the kitchen. Dean's nerves started to settle down finally, thinking if they had patched him up and since Gabe had insisted he get his meds they probably weren't going to kill him for figuring them out. At least not yet. When the Alpha had been pushed out of the kitchen fully Gabriel turned back around. “Just next time listen to me kiddo, alright?” The words were light hearted but Dean's inner Omega felt the command lying underneath.
“Uh yeah man, whatever you say.” Dean ducked his head down, at the same time his hand reached up to take a bite of the cookie that had been handed to him. “So you guys…aren't going to kill me?” Dean figured he might as well accept his fate now.
“That depends on you now. Cassie will go over everything with you in the car ride to Bobby's place.” Gabriel's smile returned when he saw Dean's eyes widen at the comment.
“Why's he taking me to Bobby's?” Dean asked around his first mouthful of cookies. The flavor exploded in his mouth. The frosting had a shell like crust but gave way easily to a soft center shortly followed by sweet sugar cookie underneath. Dean grunted at the taste, already eyeing up the three other cookies on the plate. From the corner of the room he heard more unfamiliar Russian words muttered quickly and quietly. Luke and the other man stiffly stood up and moved towards the back door leading out to the alley way.
“I'm glad you like ‘em Dean-O. But we really gotta get some blockers on you ASAP.” Gabriel chuckled. Dean's ears burned red, his hand suddenly freezing mid air over the plate of cookies.
“I'm sorry, I won't let it happen again.” Dean mumbled his free hand coming up to cover his scent gland. “I know it's gross.” Gabriel laughed again, this time confusing Dean.
“Quite the contrary Dean you smell great, I don't think the bakery has ever smelled sweeter. You blend right in here normally.” Gabriel smiled, forcing the water bottle into Dean's free hand. Something sparkling behind his eyes at the comment. “Drink, Castiel will be back soon to take you to Bobby's, where you'll sort things out.” Gabriel paused, still sensing Dean's hesitation. “He's my brother Dean, he's not going to hurt you. You were basically already working for us anyway.” Gabriel added laughing way too much for a man with so much blood in his kitchen. Dean didn't want to think about that comment any deeper but it was helping distract him from the pain in his shoulder, and legs, and almost everywhere else. Dean cracked open the water bottle as Gabriel winked back at him and walked out towards the front of the bakery. Only one door and a short hallway separating the innocent people in town from what looked like a horror film.
Dean took a long chug of the water while looking around the room. The table he was sitting on had various baking supplies fallen onto the floor underneath it, his blood on the top where his shoulder had been resting before. The other table along the far wall where Luke had been looked worse. But Dean had seen the alpha get up and walk outside so it must've looked worse than it was. Just to the side of that table the sink shone bright and silver a long arching handle over the three deep tubs. One of the reservoirs filled with what appeared to be soapy water, a few white blood splattered button ups and a grey faded band t-shirt that Dean intimately recognized. Dean sighed walking closer to the sink, the plate of cookies (now just one) coming with him. Sure enough the shirt he had been wearing was soaked in blood from his shoulder and had several other questionable splatters across the sides and back. Dean's mind effortlessly wandered back to this morning where Castiel had single handley ganked half a dozen people before Dean could even register what was even going on. Dean suddenly put the plate of -half cookie- down, the memory of the grabby man falling down right next to him. Blood poured out of his mouth, wordless gasps escaped his lips until the dark haired figure moved over him, gun aimed directly at his chest, and then suddenly the air ceased coming. Dean shivered at the memory, cursing his inner Omega to calm down as his memory focused back on the way Castiel's forearm muscles had shifted and flexed each time his finger pulled the trigger.
He had to get his thoughts together, he was in the back of a bakery. In nowhere South Dakota, the kitchen around him was covered in blood. And now one of the first people he had met in this town was possibly connected to the Russian Mafia, no was definitely connected. Not to mention his dad would definitely be awake by now and pissed there was no breakfast waiting for him. His instincts immediately started screaming at him to run again but then the kitchen door swung open, a push of air sending the smell of an oncoming storm into the room. Dean inhaled deeply the scent telling his body to find a soft place to curl up and rest for a while. The hunch his shoulders had worked themselves into eased, as Dean turned away from the sink looking over to see Castiel slowly walking towards him. “Dean?” Castiel's hand reached forward with a bag from the pharmacy. Dean nodded his head in thanks, taking the bag out of the alpha's hand. He fought with all his remaining strength not to let the chill shake him when their fingers brushed briefly.
“Thank you Castiel…” Dean smiled looking into the bag and immediately digging out the tube of scent block. Dean swore he heard a soft growl of contentment from the alpha at the statement. Dean then looked back up at him, noticing his eyes had gone wide before he quickly darted them away.
“Your jacket was ripped but it will have to do for now. Gabriel has already called Bobby to let him know we'll be over soon. I'll have your shirt dry cleaned and sent to your house.” Castiel reached behind him grabbing a hold of said jacket and holding it out for Dean to inspect. Dean's inner omega frilled at the sight of the alpha's hand holding the garment exactly where it would lay over his scent gland when he was wearing it. The alpha's fingers were long and well manicured, distracting Dean for another moment before he reached out to take it. There was indeed a large gash in the shoulder where Castiel's bullet had grazed him before. He sighed but he had patched up worse before. Castiel noticed the disappointment and lowered his head, eyes darting to the floor. “Sorry- solnyshko- D-Dean.” Castiel stuttered through the sentence a mix of Russian confusing Dean further.
“You saved me…” Dean countered, unable to understand why Castiel kept apologizing. Then the alpha did that odd head tilt again and Dean hoped the alpha couldn't hear his stomach twisting into knots, or see the tips on his ears turning red at the intensity of the other man's gaze. Quickly Dean slung his arms through his jacket, needing another layer between himself and the man, he had to remind himself, he had just met. Too late Dean realized he hadn't put his blockers on but he finished zipping up his jacket and figured it'd be just as easy to do it at Bobby's. The man would probably have a shirt for him to use anyway. The grumpy alpha had cleared out a drawer for him in the downstairs bathroom soon realizing how messy Dean could get himself after a full day working with cars. Dean cheered up thinking about the led zeppelin shirt he was pretty confident was in said drawer waiting for him.
“We're ready.” Luke had stuck his head back through the doorway from the alley. He looked over at Castiel and then Dean, smiling. For Russian Mafia members they were being very friendly Dean thought as he felt Cass place his hand on his uninjured shoulder to guide him out the door. The air outside had warmed up slightly but not enough, causing Dean to pull the oversized jacket tightly around his otherwise bare chest. Castiel followed after him shortly, reaching up to grab a tan coat from the hanger next to the door.
“We'll meet you there.” Castiel responded to his brother as he stepped out of the bakery, now wearing an adorably oversized trench coat. Dean blamed the blush on his face on the cold wind.
“You sure?” The third man that Dean had yet to be introduced to asked. He was tall and had a strong jawline, another Alpha. Dean's head started spinning again, beginning to remember all those late night dateline shows warning people about going to second locations. Suddenly he felt a warm hand gripping him softly just above his elbow guiding him to an old Volvo parked behind the black SUV from before.
“Da-yes .” Castiel responded immediately while guiding Dean to sit in the passenger seat. Dean sat down noting the eerily clean smell of the older car. In another second the calmness that had started to wash over him from Castiel's warm touch vanished as the man began to lean over him impossibly close. Dean's heart rate spiked right back up into his throat. His eyes moving from Cass’s full lips to his scruffy jaw and distinct Adams apple. Dean couldn't help but swallow when he saw the throat in front of him do the same. He was brought back to reality when he heard the sound of his seatbelt clicking in place. Castiel's lips quirked upwards when he noticed Dean looking back up at him in surprise. “ Don't break your stitches.” The man spoke gently as he pulled away and closed the door.
Dean had to take a couple of quick breaths and remind his inner traitor to cool it. Castiel was outside of the small car now speaking Russian again to other alpha's. Dean watched curiously as Cas opened the back door to the SUV aggressively pointing and shouting something. The two men he was talking to-yelling at? Bowed their heads in what looked like guilt as Castiel slammed the door shut again and began to walk back to the car Dean was sitting in. Castiel opened the car door and swiftly sat in the driver's seat, turning the keys in the ignition all in one fluid motion. Dean had to force himself to look away from the alpha, his mind curious to know what time it was. He looked down to the clock on the dashboard as the car started to follow the SUV in front of them out of the alley.
“Shit.” Dean cursed quietly, his eyes scanning over the clock again just to make sure his eyes weren't deceiving him. According to Castiel's car it was just after 11 a.m.
“Dean? What is wrong?” The alpha asked from the driver's seat as they pulled out of the alley and onto the town's main road. His voice was heavily accented and Dean internally wondered how long he had been in America.
“Oh uh it's nothing. Hey, do you have my phone? My dad's probably worried.” Dean didn't like lying, but it wasn't all a lie, his dad was probably worried, just not in the way Dean desperately wished he would be.
“Mm, no. You'll need a new one. Old one was…” he paused here and Dean could see the wheels spinning behind his eyes as he searched for the correct words. “Compromised.” Castiel finished, smiling over at Dean now.
“Oh okay…it might be a while before I can afford one. Can I borrow yours for a quick call?” Dean felt his palms starting to sweat. He knew tonight was going to be bad enough already, once he was done with his shift at Bobby's but it would only get exponentially worse every minute he didn't let his dad know where he was.
“Da, first Dean…” Castiel held up his finger squinting his eyes. “ Nothing about this morning. Or me or my brothers work-yes?” Dean swallowed, he knew by the tone of voice Castiel meant business. It wasn't a full on command like his father liked to use against him but Dean couldn't help his instincts telling him to submit.
“Yes, alpha.” Dean responded quietly. Instantly the space around them was too small. Dean could smell the ozone scented thunderclouds from before and he realized it was Castiel's scent. There was the slightest hint of pine and Dean's throat dried up. He licked his lips before he realized he had been staring at Castiel again and had to force his eyes to look away. Suddenly the cool fall air filled the cabin. Castiel's hand aggressively rolling down the window on his side of the car.
“I thought you had your blockers on-” Castiel's voice was strained as he spoke through his teeth. Dean yelped at the statement, he had been paying too much attention to Castiel's scent to realize his own had also been clouding up the interior of the car. Dean quickly copied the alpha and lowered his own window.
“Sorry alpha!” Dean scrambled for the bag that he knew had the blockers in it. His shoulders immediately tightened, waiting for a strike. He knew his smell was unpleasant, it had to be even worse to an unfamiliar alpha trapped in a small car with him. His father couldn't even stand to be in the house with him when he ran out of blockers. Dean started to unzip his jacket but Castiel growled next to him. His deep voice flowing into the growl to form a sentence at the end of the aggressive noise.
“Keep-that…on.”Each word was punctuated with a deep breath from the alpha. Dean held the bag of blockers and suppressants close to his chest after removing his hand from the zipper. Dean wanted to jump out of the car, the earth to open under him or a bolt of lightning to strike him down. The only thing stopping him from committing the first was the thought of his little brother getting the news of his death. Dean shrunk as small as he could in the passenger seat, missing the concerned glance from Castiel next to him.
Dean nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt something small poke his hand. Dean looked over from the window where he had been doom spiraling to see Castiel pushing a small black phone into his hand. The tissues were also back in his nose and Dean immediately lowered his head again. “This is your new phone.” Castiel spoke before Dean could apologize again. Dean released a breath of relief when he flipped it open and saw it had a charge and a signal. There was one missed call from a minute ago and Dean looked at the unknown number puzzled. “That's my phone. Do not save it, memorize it. You'll have to switch phones often.” Dean nodded in understanding, muttering a quiet ‘thank you’ . He hesitated a moment before pressing the green call button.
One ring, then the voice of his father’s answering machine wrung out loudly in the air around them.
‘John Winchester you know what to do…’
“Uh hey dad” he paused, clearing his throat knowing his dad hated to hear any weakness in his voice. “It's Dean. I had to grab a new phone, the bakery had a pipe burst and me and Gabe both drowned our phones fixing the burst. I'm on my way to Bobby's for my shift now. I'll be home to make dinner like normal. Call me if you need anything.” Dean hung up when he saw Castiel approvingly nod along to his made up story.
“Next time, less details. It sounds more believable.” Castiel commented but he didn't sound angry anymore so Dean relaxed slightly.
“Gabriel said we could talk about what's going on…” Dean commented while putting the phone in his pocket. Despite the fact that Dean had made his own conclusions no one had actually confirmed anything. And Dean had just seen a bunch of people die, at the hands of the man currently driving the car he was in.
“Da-yes. You are part of family business now.” Castiel answered, his voice deep and slightly amused. Dean shifted in his seat feeling his cheeks flushing at the smile Castiel aimed at him. “The rest we'll discuss at Bobby's.” Castiel's smile vanished suddenly. His foot slamming down on the gas pedal as he swerved around and in front of the black SUV ahead of them. The alpha muttered something under his breath in Russian, flicking Luke off as they drove by. Dean got a momentary glance of the other Krushnic brother smirking at them as they drove by. “We'll be there soon.” Dean didn't doubt the alpha as he watched the speed dial increase. Normally from town it would be about a half hour drive but Dean suspected it'd be a lot quicker this time around.
Notes:
Hello, and thank you guys so much for all the comments and kudos!!! I really can’t express how much that makes my day. Any way just wanted to give you guys a little update I’m currently at about 60k just so yall know what youre in for haha! Anyway I hope you guys continue to enjoy, and see ya next week :)
Russian Words/ phrases used in this chapter-
-Blyad; Blyad is the Russian word for whore. Also expresses an exclamation like fuck. (Used here as the expletive).
-Zamolchi; shut up, be quiet, pipe down.
-Solnyshko; Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da; yes/yeah.
Chapter 3
Summary:
Just wanted to put a warning on this one for John Winchester, presence and abuse. I grew up with an abusive parent and understand there are layers of complexity there, and I do try my hardest to keep it simple and part of the story. Just wanted to give y’all a fair warning.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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When they pulled into Bobby's Dean felt the tension in his body relax, giving way to a great deal of pain instead. Castiel basically leaped out of the car the second he parked it, marching straight up to Bobby who stood waiting for them on his front porch, arms crossed and eyes suspicious.
“You must be Castiel.” Bobby huffed, holding out his hand to shake the other's. Castiel nodded and gestured towards Dean who was jogging up from the car to the house to catch up.
“Dean’s going to need the introduction. But it's nice to finally meet you, my father says you do the best work he's ever seen.” Castiel stated as he let go of their handshake.
“C’mon kid we've got a lot of talking to do.” Bobby called out just as the other car pulled up along the driveway. Dean climbed up the familiar porch steps as he heard the other two men getting out of the car behind him. Bobby reached out not seeing the injury on Dean's shoulder before he clapped it welcomely about to guide Dean inside but instead immediately pulled his hand back when Dean cried out in pain. Castiel reflexively stiffened next to them, a growl escaping his lips. Bobby's head snapped up at that. “Dean, go get cleaned up inside…now.” Bobby pushed Dean in behind him, stepping forward on the porch to crowd Castiel's space. Before the door was slammed in his face Dean saw Castiel back down slightly and surprise filled his brother Luke's face.
Dean desperately wanted to know what happened next, but instead he made his way to the bathroom clutching his prescription bag close to his chest as he prayed with all his heart that the zeppelin shirt was still in fact here and hadn't made its way home or into one of the various grease covered rag bins. Before he made it fully into the bathroom he ripped the leather jacket off himself. His hands dug into the bag from the pharmacy. Behind him now he closed the door with his foot.
“Like hell I don't!” Dean heard Bobby shout all the way from the front porch and Dean desperately hoped he could get his hands to move quicker. Counter to his desires his hands froze as he dug through the bag, feeling around for blockers his fingers hit something unexpected. Quickly he dumped the bag out straight onto the bathroom floor and sure enough there was all the money he had handed over to Castiel earlier, pennies and all. Dean didn't know what the emotion was that was clawing away at his insides but it felt like his chest was boiling and his stomach was attached to a roller coaster. His hand trembled as he reached forward huffing when he noticed an extra $20 dollar bill with a little note taped to the back of it.
-Come back to the bakery, same time tomorrow. Pie is on me, Gabe says that's your favorite. -
Dean's heart was fully in his throat as he re-read the words about fifty times. The only thing bringing him back to the present, the sound of the front door slamming and Bobby's muffled curses filling the house. Dean scooped everything back into the bag excluding the blocker which he promptly put on, ignoring the pain in his shoulder as he stretched to reach. It seemed his luck was changing as he stood back up and pulled open the cabinet drawer, there folded neatly was not one but two clean shirts. Dean sighed happily, putting the shirt on quickly. He figured he would wait to take the suppressants when he got back to his place. He was a few days late and that tended to mess with his stomach. Plus the doctor always told him he should take those with food so it could wait until dinner. It had nothing to do with the fact that he wanted to see Castiel again as quickly as possible.
However the alpha apparently had other plans. Because just as Dean was leaving the bathroom he heard the unmistakable sound of the Volvo turning over and zooming back down the dirt driveway.
“Uh Bobby?” Dean asked, poking his head around the corner from the bathroom into the kitchen. He loved the way it smelled in Bobby's house, and even though he'd probably only been back for about five minutes he could already feel the calming effect it had on his nerves. The older alpha worked hard, should've probably been retired years ago but said he used the work as a way to not think about his mate who had passed away a few years ago. But despite his sad story Bobby always smelled so welcoming to Dean like a warm camp fire and charcoal burning over a camp grill. It was nothing like Dean's house where everything just smelled sharp and sour.
“What the hell were you thinking boy?” Bobby answered from the corner of the kitchen where the coffee pot was. Dean looked around to be sure but it was true, the others had all left already. His stomach sank a little and he cursed at his inner omega, there was no use getting his hopes up. No way such a good looking alpha would want to stick around Dean and all his problems. He'd probably left that note because of how sickly thin he'd been looking lately. Bobby interrupted his thoughts with an impatient cough.
“What did I do?!” Dean replied, walking fully into the kitchen now and happily sitting down when Bobby gestured towards the table in the center of the room. Bobby placed a fresh cup of coffee down in front of him and Dean gladly sipped the liquid up. Bobby sat across from him now, rolling his eyes at Dean before answering.
“You do realize that's the Russian Mafia that just taxi’d you over here right? Those guys chasing you and Castiel earlier were a rival Mafia from down south hunting outside their turf. And that you are now fully fucked because you saw favorite son number one commit-from what I could count in the back of that SUV six murders.” Dean gulped down his coffee a little harder than necessary.
“That was actually kind of my fault. They followed me from the bakery after Cas and Luke gave them the slip earlier…”
“And that's another thing- Cas- I saw the way you two were looking at each other. Don't you think there's enough trouble in your life as it is? That alpha is nothing but danger Dean.” Bobby lowered his tone when he noticed Dean slouch in his chair.
“It's not like that, he just felt bad that he shot me.” Dean countered, immediately regretting his choice of words as he watched Bobby's face turn a dark red.
“He what?!” Bobby's mind caught up before Dean could answer, his eyes darting down to Dean's shoulder. “Boy you better take that jacket off right now and let me take a look at you.” Dean did as he was told but continued the conversation trying to calm Bobby down.
“It was just a scratch, it just bled a lot because I was running. It'll be fine.”
“It'll be a miracle if it doesn't scar.” Bobby replied while getting up from the table to grab a bottle of alcohol. Dean flinched when Bobby poured the liquid over the rough stitches Castiel had put in him this morning.
“I'm still waiting to hear why or how you know all the Russian Mafia guys Bobby.” Dean said through gritted teeth, willingly taking the bottle of alcohol Bobby handed to him and taking a big swig.
“Let's just say they did me a favor a while ago and they realized I had a talent for ripping cars apart and putting them back together, cleanly.” Bobby emphasized the last word. “There's a reason I can pay you what I do, I over charge the crap outta those guys so don't you go laying those judgemental eyeballs on me kiddo.” Bobby took the bottle of alcohol back from Dean and instead handed him a bottle of pain killers. “You look like you need these. Especially for when I tell you the good part.” Bobby teased standing up from the table with both their empty coffee mugs.
“What's that?” Dean dry swallowed the pain killers, a sense of dread creeping over him.
“Now that you know and have become an official affiliate of said Mafia according to Alpha Castiel, you get to start helping me clean those cars.” Dean knew he should've seen it coming and he wasn't exactly worried about it, he knew if Bobby could do it so could he but the idea of seeing those bodies again from this morning had his stomach turning all the wrong ways. Bobby must've smelled the dread even through his freshly applied blockers because he cautiously carried onward. “ Don't worry they get rid of the bodies normally, it's just the liquids and bits we've got to worry about except when something goes on so close to home. And anyway you're not doing any heavy lifting at least for a few days while that arm heals.” Dean's dread dipped and spiked with each sentence Bobby muttered.
“Bobby no I need the work please!” Dean's eyes widened thinking about how far back even two days would set him. His dad hadn't exactly had reliable income lately.
“Don't fuss kid, you're salaried now. Gabriel said during our phone call earlier you'll be getting paid through him. And if it's anything similar to what they pay me I doubt you'll have any complaints.” Dean's head hurt and felt like he was spinning again. He leaned forward to place his head in his hands, running his fingers through his short brown hair. He pulled at the strands of hair harshly before releasing and slamming his fist down onto the table.
“Damnit Bobby how'd I get my stupid ass into these situations. Now I'll never get back to Sammy.” Dean sighed, the anger leaving him just as quickly as it came; when Bobby placed a reassuring hand gently on his back.
“One day at a time Dean. They'll keep an eye on you in the beginning but so long as you don't do anything to spoil their business they're not gonna stop you from moving around or seeing your brother. That is if that piece of work you call a father ever lets you go.” Dean hated talking about John with Bobby. One black eye one day and Bobby immediately guessed where it had come from despite all of Dean's insisting.
“Even if I can't see him until he's done with college he knows where I am. And when he's got his fancy lawyer job no judge will deny him taking over as my family alpha.” Dean said it again, probably word for word from their last conversation involving John. “And anyway John needs me right now. It's not easy for him without my mom.” Dean muttered, clenching his fist that was now throbbing slightly from where he'd slammed it on the table.
“Uh huh…” was all Bobby said aloud but Dean could hear the disbelief in just the grunt. “Help yourself to the cold cuts kid, but after that go on home. Rest up until next week, and call me if anything happens.” Dean watched the alpha move around the table and back towards the front door. Dean didn't have to be told twice to help himself to food so the moment Bobby was closing the front door Dean was opening the fridge door.
“Bobby you saint” Dean smiled, grabbing the deli meat and Dean's own personal favorite beer out of the fridge, which Bobby always seemed to have extra of. Dean sat back down at the table after putting some bread around his lunch meat and biting in. Bobby's last words echoed around in his head and he pulled out the new phone Castiel had given him. He quickly added Bobby's number to his contacts and then poked around looking at the one missed call in the phones log. He stared at the numbers for a while not really taking it in like the alpha said he should. His thumb hovered over the call back button, his inner omega saying he never really got a good chance to thank him for everything. Dean had really messed everything up for Castiel today and all the man did was follow Dean around and clean up his messes. Dean sighed pushing the phone back into his pocket, knowing what his dad would say.
“Someday you'll be someone else's burden, ruining their lives for a change-”
At that thought Dean dumped the remainder of the beer down the sink and washed up. Maybe his dad would go easy on him if he got back earlier than normal. But then again he might have to figure out a way to explain how he was still getting paid for the whole day. Dean repeated Bobby's words in his head again - one day at a time- Dean grabbed his stuff and headed out the door.
As Dean walked the quiet road back home his mind spun with all the events from this morning, and all the information from this afternoon. His body was aching and the only thing really keeping him going at this point were the pain pills Bobby had given him. He still had so many questions, why would the Russian Mafia want Dean as an ‘affiliate’ instead of just getting rid of him? Why did Bobby call Castiel the favorite son? How the hell did he not realize sooner that Gabriel was in said Mafia and why was his -hot- brother suddenly here killing people? But most importantly he thought, as he made one final turn onto the last road on the street his most pressing question formed in his head. How on earth was he going to explain the giant gash in his shoulder to his pissed off looking father, who was stoically glaring at him as he walked up the driveway.
Dean had one thing to be grateful of, their landlord Ellen couldn't find anyone else to rent the other half of their duplex. Well two things, the bar she ran and owned with her daughter Jo was also next door. So when John was screaming there was no one to hear it but Dean. A part of Dean was convinced John wanted the place because of the proximity to the bar but a month into them living in the new house Ellen had banned him from the business and well, they were still here, stepping on each other's toes and depressed over the same woman neither of them could save. Dean shook his head, physically trying to clear his thoughts before straightening his shoulders to address his father.
“Alpha, sir, I can explain everything.” Dean looked him straight in the eyes, hiding his twitching fingers in his jacket pockets.
“Get inside…now!” John yelled the command and Dean couldn't help but bow his head and shuffle his feet quickly into the apartment.
“Sir I-” Dean flinched when his dad slammed the door behind them.
“What the hell did you do to your jacket? Why aren't you at work? You think I can afford to keep this roof over your head all by myself?”
“I was just trying to help Gabriel fix the pipe in the bakery -”
“That's another thing, why the fuck are you spending our money buying candy at the crack of dawn? Huh why were you even there that early boy?” Dean felt his back hit a wall not realizing he had backed himself into a corner now.
“I was just going to pick up my prescriptions and passed by-” Dean squeezed his eyes shut the second he saw his Dad's arm raise. Thankfully John stopped at one punch for now.
“What I tell you about that? I don't give a shit about your bitch problems. Keep your disgusting problems to yourself.” John sneered at Dean about to walk back towards the kitchen probably for a beer until he heard Dean hiss in pain.
Dean immediately cursed under his breath. He had used his injured arm to reach up and check if his nose was bleeding and accidentally stretched his stitches too far. John stormed back over to the corner where Dean was now fully cowering. His legs were still sore from their last fight on top of everything that happened this morning, Dean just didn't have the energy to keep the straight face he knew his dad needed to see right now.
“What's this?” John asked, grabbing Dean's arm and pulling him forward with it. Dean yelped in pain and John immediately punched him again. Dean's nose stung and he fought back a sneeze, his eyes now aching. “I asked you a question!”
“I scratched it, helping Gabriel.” It was best he could think of in the moment but he knew it was already to late, it was going to be a long night. He could feel the blood dripping down his face.
“What Dean Winchester has a new boyfriend? Get your shit together! I can't have another omega under my roof constantly hurting themselves and ending up getting killed. Don't you ever think about how that makes me look?” Dean heard his father's pain from the loss of his mother in every word and Dean used the memory of her caring eyes and warm embrace to help him get through the rest of the night.
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He didn't know what time it was when his dad finally let him crawl out of the corner of the living room but Dean desperately needed a shower and his bed. Everything was on fire, nothing hurting quite as badly as his shoulder where his dad had hit him repeatedly screaming how he could've stitched better blind folded because he was a ‘god damn Marine who'd actually made something of himself ‘. Just a few more steps and Dean managed to get a door between himself and his dad. He knew if he could just get his shit together, or give his dad enough time things might go back to normal. He wasn't dumb enough to think they could go on living like this forever but maybe if Dean stayed with Sammy his dad could breathe again and they wouldn't fight so much. Another part of Dean knew that he reminded his dad to much of his mother, and he tried desperately not to. Dean looked up to the mirror and flinched when he saw his mother's eyes staring back at him. He'd hate him too if he was his dad, he hates himself enough as it is.
Working through shaky breaths and weak limbs Dean managed to get a cold wash cloth on the important bits, deciding a full shower was just not in the cards tonight. By the time he reached his room he was in excruciating pain, a little damp from his wash cloth shower and cold. Dean had had the same bed for a while now, it had been through several moves, and states and was nothing to be excited about. His two thin and holy blankets were also lack luster but he learned when he was young that if he rolled the one blanket just right he could make it feel like a pair of arms holding him.
When he closed his eyes after falling into the bed the arms holding him were his father's. In the middle was Sammy, still so small and sweet, and on the other end of the bed was his mom. Her eyes were crinkled in a smile looking past Dean at John. It was the happiest Dean had ever felt, it was also the last night he ever saw his mother alive. If Dean had anything left to give his eyes would be wet with tears, instead they were red and burned just adding to his pain. He rolled over to face the wall and get off of his bad shoulder. His heartbeat fluttered for a moment remembering the note Castiel had left him. He could pretend that he was excited about the promise of pie tomorrow but tonight the arms he imagined around himself changed, to strong, warm ones that held him just a few hours ago.
Notes:
Hey surprise! I know I normally post on Thursdays but ya know holidays and all that. Anyway I hope you guys are enjoying it so far, I really appreciate all the love you guys have given this, did not expect that! Your comments and kudos feed my soul :D
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The sound of the Impala's loud rumbling engine woke Dean up instead of his usual alarm. He realized then that he had forgotten to even set an alarm on his new phone and he panicked, almost falling out of the bed as he scrambled for his new phone to check the time. While doing so he managed to also remind himself of the shoulder injury he obtained yesterday and had further injured in his fight with John.
Without saying a word Dean let his head fall back heavily onto his one lumpy pillow when he read the time.
5:36 A.M.
His arm was throbbing in pain, his face felt stiff and crusty and his legs were still aching. Given all this he doubted he'd be able to fall back asleep even though he'd been told not to go to work today. His stomach fluttered when he thought about Castiel's note again. He'd really have to tamper his expectations, Castiel and Gabriel probably just wanted to keep an eye on him like Bobby had said yesterday.
Ignoring the whining omega inside his chest, Dean got out of his cocoon of blankets to start getting ready to head out for the bakery, thinking maybe after he'd go to Bobby's just to see if the old man needed help with anything. It'd be better than sitting around here waiting for his dad to come back from wherever he had gone off to this early. He knew wherever it was, it probably wasn't good, considering how late Dean had gotten to bed last night there was no way his dad had completely sobered up yet. Grabbing a pile of clean clothes he headed towards the bathroom, his washcloth bath had sufficed for the night but if he was going to leave the house today he should probably take a real shower. He intentionally ignored his reflection in the mirror as he walked into the bathroom flicking on the light that took a few seconds to respond. As it slowly blinked overhead he reached into the shower and jiggled the shower knobs until it clicked on, he waited a few moments for the water to start getting warm. Looking around the room Dean had half the mind to maybe spend some of his next few days fixing some of the stuff he'd been putting off due to stress and tiredness.
Quickly undressing when the water was warm enough so he didn't run out of any Dean jumped into the shower. A loud moan slipped past his lips without permission and Dean was instantly grateful his dad wasn't home to hear it. The scorching hot water hitting his tired and bruised skin felt like heaven. He leaned his head down against the shower wall in front of himself and let the water run over his head and through his hair. When he closed his eyes and the water started to sting the large gash in his shoulder, he remembered the dark haired blue eyed alpha who had stoically stitched him up. It was those eyes, pricing through him, into his soul, that he kept picturing as his hand slowly followed the trail of hot water down his chest and past his hip bones. When he felt the patch of curly light brown hair his hand froze.
“What are you doing Winchester?” Dean muttered to himself. He grabbed his excited cock despite the words, telling himself he was just trying to push it down. But his hand and mind had different ideas. Slowly he began pulling his hand up and down his shaft, the water not quite as slick as he'd like but the vision of the alpha in his head told him he wouldn't need much time to take care of this. His eyes squeezed shut harder as his body shook, his thumb pressing lazily over the tip of his cock. Dean moaned again, this time in a different type of pleasure. But his movement stilled when he smelled the undeniable sickly sweet aroma of his own slick. It was then that his mind reminded him of the alpha in the car, upset he hadn't put his blockers on yet, basically hanging his head out of the window. Dean cursed at himself and reached down, setting the water to cold. He was disgusted in himself, what was he doing, the guy was a murderer, a hot one, but he clearly wasn't interested in Dean. Fighting his angry erection away with cold water and robotic applications of soap and shampoo Dean got out of the shower as quickly as possible.
When he had finished drying off and putting on his clothes for the day he finally had to face his reflection in the mirror. Doing his best not to look into his own eyes Dean ran his fingers through his hair straightening it out slightly. Rushing a little he brushed his teeth and applied some antiseptic to the new cuts on his face from last night. He did the same for his shoulder, huffing in frustration when he noticed a few of the stitches had popped out. He told himself it was because he slept on it wrong but deep down he knew his father had been aiming for it. There was no doubting it would leave a scar now, he was just glad it wasn't bleeding anymore. He went back to his room to apply his blockers, he wasn't allowed to leave them in the shared bathroom with John. He applied them aggressively and urgently reached back into the bag just now remembering he hadn't taken his suppressants yet.
This would be the longest he'd gone without taking them. The suppressants were by far the more expensive drugs that an omega would need but Dean had gone through one heat and decided that was the last one he ever wanted to experience. Especially while still living with his father. Every doctor he went to told him the long term effects of stopping so many heats was unstudied and dangerous but he didn't care. It felt more dangerous crying and bleeding out on the floor while his dad screamed at him, forcing Sam to watch as he kicked the shit out of him. He grabbed the bottle and wandered over to the kitchen to look for something small he could eat with them. There was some stale bread on the counter and he smiled when he opened the fridge and saw a tiny triangle of butter left on the stick.
Grabbing a stale slice of bread and popping it in the toaster Dean opened the one cabinet with a door still on it. That was another thing he could work on, he mentally added to his to do list. He reached in and grabbed the cinnamon and the opened bag of sugar. He put everything out on the counter while he waited for the toast to finish and that's when he noticed a piece of notebook paper sitting over his wallet. It felt like his soul left his body when he opened the paper and saw his Dad's handwriting.
-“I don't know who that note is from but you can tell them to stick the pie where the sun don't shine. We need the money for bills, and on that topic- where's the money from Bobby's yesterday? I won't be back for a few days-got some work- I'll expect your half of the rent when I'm back.” -
He sighed thinking at least Castiel didn't put his name on it. But he should probably call Gabriel and tell him he couldn't make it to the bakery now. His dad had literally taken every penny he had. But first he had to go see his favorite gal in town. If he was going to get anything done around here he needed some tools. No longer feeling hungry and deeply disappointed about not being able to go to the bakery - see Castiel - his omega corrected, Dean grabbed his jacket and stormed out the door.
He hopped down the steps of their front porch quickly and took the eleven steps necessary to walk up to the front door of the bar. Ellen had given him a key a while back when he needed extra money and had picked up some shifts bar tending. Walking into the bar his mood brightened slightly seeing a short blonde girl emerging from the kitchen doors.
“Dean! It's a bit early for beer isn't it?” Jo smiled, putting down the tray of washed glasses she was carrying so she could give Dean a hug when he walked over to her.
“Son of a bitch -” Dean huffed when Jo squeezed his arm a little too tight. “Hey uh, is your mom around?” Dean mumbled, scratching the back of his neck. Jo sighed before answering, looking Dean over.
“Yeah she's in the back, you sure you want to talk to her right now?” Jo asked, looking at the cuts on his face and bruising around his eye. Dean rolled his eyes helping Jo put a couple of dishes away bumping their elbows together.
“I gotta, dad left with the money again and Bobby's not letting me work for a few days. I need something to do or I'll go crazy.” Jo nodded in understanding, giving his hand a small squeeze before they were both startled by another person coming out of the kitchen.
“I can't believe my eyes, after all these months, after everything I've done for you…” Dean and Jo both immediately relaxed and rolled their eyes in unison as Benny faked shock at seeing them hold each other's hands. “Omega on Omega action, we should advertise and get some more customers in here.” Benny teased as Jo walked over to him grabbing the tray of dishes he brought out.
“Morning Benny.” Dean smiled shyly. Benny had been his first crush when they moved into town but quickly got his emotions sorted out when he realized how not gay the man was. Apparently Benny had recently gotten over a pretty serious breakup and had been going on a one night stand bender ever since.
“Good morning sunshine -” Benny cut himself off, a small growl escaping his lips when he looked over at Dean. “Now what's all this?” Benny lightly stopped Dean from walking past him into the kitchen by grabbing his arm. Dean was grateful it wasn't his injured one.
“It's nothing-don't worry about it. I just gotta get some tools from Ellen quick.” Dean wiggled out of Benny's hold easily, avoiding eye contact with the alpha.
“If you say so. You just call me if you need anything.” Dean tried to ignore the sweetness in the southern accent. That's when he remembered he actually didn't have Benny's number anymore.
“Oh will you put your numbers in my new phone? My old one broke…” Dean fished the phone out of his pocket and handed the device over to Benny. The favor seemed to be a big enough distraction for Dean to be able to slip into the back without any further conversation involving his bruises. He left the phone with his friends as he walked through the kitchen towards the small office at the very back of the building. The door was wide open but Dean still had manners so he knocked on the door frame lightly until Ellen looked up from her paper work.
“Dean c'mon in.” Ellen waved him in, Dean didn't miss how her eyes lingered on his face for a moment to long. “What can I do for you hon?” She asked, her voice a little softer than before.
“Uh- I was just wondering if I could borrow some tools. Bobby gave me the next couple a days off, figured I'd get some chores done around the place.” Dean wrung his hands nervously, he didn't know why but Ellen always made him just that little bit nervous. Like the tug in the back of his head saying he could be doing better, something more.
“Sure kid, and hey- if rent is a little late this month it's okay. Just ask if you need the extra shifts.” Ellen waved him off by pointing to the tool bag on top of the filing cabinet in the corner of the office. Dean flashed her one of his best ‘thank you' smiles he could muster and hightailed it outta there. Not wanting to face Benny's questions again, Dean snuck out the back door.
He walked the short distance in the back alley to their back porch. He cringed when he opened the screen door and the hinges squealed loudly. Thankfully when he kneeled down to look through the tool bag he discovered a small can of Wd-40.
Starting with the screen door, Dean quickly got to work on his internal list. As he made his way through the house his heart started to feel full and happy. Cleaning as he went the nervous and angry smells that normally lingered around started to dissolve. He knew it wouldn't last long but it would be nice for the next couple of days at least. Humming along to a song by survivor that was stuck in his head, Dean was wrapping some electrical tape around a loose cord in the light fixture in the bathroom.
*BANG BANG BANG*
Dean jumped, almost falling off the ladder he was balanced on. His head smashed into the light bulb that was above him. Before he could figure out what the banging at his front door was about he ran his hand through his hair checking to see if he was bleeding. When his hand came back clear Dean slowly but shakily climbed down the ladder, hoping he'd find a replacement bulb somewhere around here. The banging came again as Dean walked out into the hallway.
“Coming!” Dean shouted making his way over to the front door, his head felt a little dizzy which apparently slowed him down too much because a second later he heard the crunch of wood breaking and an echoing clang of a door handle flying off and launching onto the floor. The handle in question rolled right into Dean's feet as he stared shocked at the doorway. There dressed in all black excluding the damn trench coat was Castiel, a hand gun drawn and eyes wide as he looked around the apartment frantically until he caught sight of Dean. At his sides were his two brothers Luke and Gabe, both of them also holding their own guns as they flanked around their sibling.
“Dean…” Cas lowered his gun immediately, his eyes scanning Dean meticulously, his gaze freezing at Dean's hair. “Why is there glass on your head?” Dean's stomach did that damn flipping motion again as Cas tilted his head to the side staring at him. Dean hadn't even noticed Gabe and Luke walking further into the apartment, until they each shouted “Clear!” In separate areas of the house.
“I uh- the light bulb - you surprised me…” Dean started talking feeling a blush starting at his neck creeping up into his cheeks and tips of his ears. Cass stalked over to him slowly as he spoke. The alpha raised his hand reaching for one of the shards of glass that Dean had missed. Dean watched the hand raise, furrowing his brows and flinching away instinctively.
“Sorry-” Cas fisted his hand tightly and pulled it away before he could remove the glass. “You have some in your hair there.” Dean straightened back up, his hand moving to his hair where Cass had been about to touch.
“Thanks I guess-” Dean felt himself moving closer to the alpha but froze when he was suddenly reminded of the other people in his house. Gabriel coughed loudly from behind him then whistled at his brother.
“Earth to Castiel.” Luke sing song-ed from the front of the house. “We've got incoming…” he continued in an airy voice. Dean watched completely confused as Castiel turned sharply away from him, pulling his gun back out of his holster with the efficiency of a man that was used to it. “Not that kind-” Luke held up his hand in warning as Castiel made his approach back to the front door. They both put their guns back into the holsters under their suit jackets in unison as they looked out the front.
“Sorry about Cassie Dean, he's still learning how to process his emotions.” Gabriel half whispered to Dean as he walked to stand next to him, also hiding his gun. The sight of Gabe having a gun surprised Dean for some reason even though he was clearly a part of this family, the object just seemed odd with him. Dean didn't have time to ask any questions about why the hell they had just kicked in his door because a second later he heard the unmistakable sound of Ellen's shotgun cocking outside.
“Who the- what the fuck is going on here?!” Ellen yelled from outside. Dean rushed over to the door pushing past Luke and Castiel, intently ignoring the butterflies in his stomach as he made contact with the alpha in the trench coat to squeeze through the hole where his door had been.
“Ellen, it's okay! It's just Gabriel and his brothers!” This didn't seem to deter her or Benny who was also coming to investigate the scene. Instead she pointed the shotgun past Dean's head at Castiel.
“I've never seen you around here before, start talking!” Ellen shouted, keeping her distance as Benny slid up next to her.
“Why's Dean hurt? He's got glass in his head, what'd they do to you Dean?” Dean could hear the growl behind Benny's words and was suddenly folding in on himself when heard another growl coming from behind him, from Castiel. This apparently did not go over well with Ellen who fired off a warning shot towards the empty half of the apartment.
“I said start talking!” She yelled, cocking the gun again. Luke spoke first, pushing his way past Castiel who had started to shove himself between Dean and Benny.
“Look we were just getting worried about Dean, he was supposed to meet my brother at the bakery this morning and he wasn't answering his phone, for us or for Bobby…” Luke had his hands up trying to pacify the group. Ellen seemed to ease up a little at the mention of Bobby but everyone jumped in surprise when Dean smacked his head against his palm.
“Damnit I left the new phone at the bar- Cas I'm really sorry the day got away from me…” Dean rambled off, he had fully intended on calling the bakery to let them know he couldn't come but he'd been so eager to get out of the bar he'd completely forgotten. The dread that had started to fill Dean immediately simmered out when he looked over to Castiel as he spoke.
“Cas?” The alpha echoed, a small quirk in his lips as he leaned in closer to Dean. He wasn't sure when he had given him the nickname but it certainly felt right considering the way the alpha was happily looking at him right now.
“You mean this little thing?” Benny's Southern drawl interrupted their staring contest and Dean sighed in relief knowing his phone hadn't been completely lost. On the contrary to that, Cas began to growl again, a low rumble so close to him now that Dean could feel it in his own chest.
“Why does that alpha have the new phone I gave you yesterday?” Cas asked Dean while looking at Benny.
“Whoa now chief it ain't like that. Dean just swung by this morning to get some tools from Ellen and figured he'd get me and Jo's numbers in the new gadget.” It was Benny's turn to hold up his hands calmly just after tossing Dean the phone back. When Dean caught the phone he opened it to several missed calls from the bakery, the number Cass had told him to memorize and Bobby's.
“I should call Bobby back, this is a disaster…” Dean mumbled, walking back into the apartment.
“Speaking of tools, you boys better fix that door up like brand new. Dean's been working hard in there all day fixing the place up while his dad's gone.” Ellen lowered her gun speaking to the group but staring at Castiel while she spoke.
“That won't be a problem.” Luke replied. “Castiel is taking Dean back to town for a bit but me and Gabriel can fix this no problem.” He smiled now winking over his shoulder at Gabriel who apparently did not like being involuntarily signed up for manual labor.
“I can help out too. We don't open for a few hours and Jo and I have already finished prep for the day.” Benny added, slowly walking up the steps at Ellen's approval.
“Good, bring the Krushnic brothers over to the bar when you're finished.” Ellen looked past Gabriel and Luke one more time to where she could see Dean pacing back and forth talking on the phone with who she could only assume was Bobby. “Keep your eyes on them.” She added before fully walking away.
“Yes Ma'am.” Benny waved her off and walked into the apartment, Luke and Gabriel following him. Benny was internally glad the door was gone for the time being, the small living room already feeling tight, smaller now that the other brother-Castiel was glaring at him again.
“So uh Dean, you gonna introduce me properly to your new boyfriend here?” Benny smiled nervously but laughed when Dean shot him daggers from across the room. It received some laughs from Luke and Gabriel so Benny relaxed a little.
“He is not my boyfriend!” Dean shouted back, mortified by the look Benny and three Russian Mobsters were all suddenly giving him. “Uh Yeah I gotta go Bobby, I'll see you on Monday.” Dean hung up the phone and finally managed to get that piece of glass out of his hair, for some reason it hurt to remove. Dean dragged his hand back through his hair making sure he didn't miss anything but this time when it got to the front of his face it was absolutely coated in blood.
“That's a lot of blood Dean-O…” Gabriel stated as Dean stared at his hand blankly, his face going white. “Cassie!” Gabriel shouted when he noticed Dean start to sway. In an instant Cas was there and Dean smiled despite his situation and promptly passed out a second later.
Notes:
Hello again and surprise :D happy holidays! I wanted to give you guys two chapters as a surprise for the holidays, I know they can get tough! Anyway I’ll go back to just posting on Thursdays after this. I hope you guys enjoy it, and thank you again for comments and kudos I really appreciate them all!
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Castiel hated the way his body had been reacting lately. There was no denying it, the moment he first laid eyes on Dean in his brother's bakery he knew he was a goner. His brothers knew it too, endlessly teasing him on the cramped car ride back to the bakery after they had dropped Dean and the ruined SUV off at Bobby's place.
“He's your type Cassie - and did you smell him, oh my God I think he actually likes you too.” Luke, who was astonishingly still conscious, somehow spoke from the back seat.
“Shut up mudak.” Castiel hissed as they drove forward. “Don't talk about him like that.” Gabriel and Luke snickered looking at each other in the car mirrors. Castiel sighed and rolled his eyes. “Fine, yes tell me about him. You're his neighbor, yes? What's his profile?” Castiel gave up, knowing his brother's teasing wouldn't stop.
“Dean Winchester, 26, unmated single omega, male. One brother, Samuel Winchester, 22, unmated alpha male. One living parent, John Winchester, 51, mated (deceased) alpha male.” Gabriel read from his phone, looking over at Castiel to see if he wanted him to continue.
“I didn't know his mother was dead- and we're not his sosed-neighbors live next to each other.” Luke interrupted again.
“Anyway, he's been working for Bobby since I introduced them a few months back. He also sometimes works at the bar next to the apartment he shares with his father.” Castiel nodded his head ignoring Luke's comments. He'd been having a harder time picking up the language than his brothers. It of course didn't help that his father had kept him in the home land so much longer as well. His brothers would say it was favoritism, well Mikhail did, but all it was, was endless work. Castiel was tired and according to his father he was cracking, not just the weapon he needed him to be anymore. He told Mikhail to send him to America, to toughen up after the incident, and it wasn't going well.
“The only thing off in his info is his dad. John Winchester doesn't have consistent employment but is routinely spotted gambling and drinking heavily at neighbouring towns. If you are considering courting this omega we may want to find out where he's getting his money.” Gabriel pondered aloud.
“Da, yes we'll send Gadreel to keep an eye on them for the time being.” Castiel agreed.
“Oh there is one more big problem.” Gabriel said, smiling in the mirror and looking at Luke mischievously.
“What is it?” Castiel asked nervously. At this point, well from the second Gabe and Dean had burst through the bakery doors, Castiel was fairly sure he'd do anything for the omega with bright green eyes and strong broad shoulders.
“He's way too hot for you mudak-” Luke returned the insult. Causing him and Gabriel to burst into laughter. Castiel agreed with them but still slammed on the breaks to jostle them.
“Hey-oof, blyad-shit!” The myriad of curses flew around the car for the remainder of their drive back to the bakery. Castiel smiled for the first time in what felt like a long time, looking at his brothers who he hadn't seen together in many years. When they parked the car Luke ran out first, claiming he had to piss like a race horse, a phrase Castiel could not follow. But when Castiel got out of the car Gabriel stopped him before could go back into the building.
“Cassie, you are my brother but you have to promise not to hurt Dean. He has become like a brother to me. He doesn't talk a lot but there's something more there. Something with his mom and dad, just don't add anymore pain to his life, okay? Got it?” Gabriel cornered him and Castiel forgot how intimidating his older Omega brother could be without trying that hard.
“I should just leave him be, father would not like that I let him go today.” Castiel's shoulders sunk, leaning back against the car as Gabe sat down on the hood.
“Father can't blame you, I was the one who said he was my friend and told you to go after him. Male Omegas are rare here, we share this trait together. Father will know it was me who convinced you to trust him.”
“I have no reason not to trust you.” Castiel rubbed his face with both his hands before reaching down into his pocket. He pulled out his phone and stared at the number tied to the phone he had given Dean. “Maybe I should call him and see if he needs a ride home from Bobby's…” Castiel's finger hovered over the call button but Gabriel punched him softly on his shoulder.
“Give the guy some room to breathe, you just changed his life. I told you, he'll be here tomorrow. The only thing that could tempt him back here quicker than pie is you and he knows you'll be here too.” Gabriel laughed again and Castiel sneered at him as he began to walk towards his bakery. “I'm so totally telling Luke you said that by the way.” Castiel would've chased him into the building to threaten him with violence if he didn't have another important phone call to make.
Castiel yanked the car door back open and climbed in. He quickly dialed the number he needed and locked the door. He propped his elbow on the windowsill and listened to the line ring twice. He regretted getting back into the car, wishing he had just gone up to the apartment he was sharing with Gabriel while they waited for the house sale to go through. Because now as he heard the unmistakable voice of his eldest brother his nostrils flared, picking up the remainder of Dean's scent lingering in the small car.
“Mikhail -” Castiel started his free hand flying up to the steering wheel and gripping it tightly. “Alpha Mikhail.” He corrected himself and greeted him formally.
“Alpha Castiel, what's wrong? You sound distressed.” The younger brother sighed, releasing the breath he had been holding when he managed to roll the window down.
“Mission report for today.” Castiel already knew what was coming…
Almost an hour later Castiel had had to roll the windows back up because he was confident anyone within a three mile radius would be able to hear Mikhail screaming at him through the phone.
“Why can't you just follow the plan? Get in line Castiel.” His brother hung up on him, with the same line his father had used on him a few weeks ago.
You'll just need to trust me. Follow my plan and everything will work out for the greater good.
It didn't matter anymore who they hurt, his father was close to being in full control of one of the largest areas ever seen by the Mafia and there was one American gang left in their way. Castiel had been sent to eliminate their remaining enemies after he had failed to clear out a group of innocents in the wrong place at the wrong time. The amount of innocent lives lost no longer mattered at least until their rivals had been stomped out. Mikhail had told him what he already knew.
“Get rid of that omega before Dad finds out.”
Castiel remembered the look in Mikhail’s eyes as their father struck him down with the back of his gun. How the whites of his eyes shined brightly as they attempted to mow down the innocent people working in the warehouse. Castiel had directly gone against his father's orders, pulling out as many civilians, and his brother Luke who had been sent there with him. A part of Cas considered it was a set up to kill Luke, but he couldn't think of that. All that mattered was, the bomb didn't go off, and Castiel and Luke saved as many people as they could. It was that day when he knew he could not just blindly follow his father. It had been when he decided to protect his family and not just murder blindly for him or Mikhail.
As much as it pained him to ignore his elder brother Castiel refused to hurt Dean. Not just for his own selfish reasons but because of what Gabriel had said earlier in the day, when Castiel was about to actually kill him.
“Where did the omega go?”
“Shit, he's probably scared of you, you idiot. Go get him please don't hurt him, he's innocent, and my friend Castiel.”
Castiel kicked the car door open and marched up to the apartment over the bakery. He needed a shower, and to get away from his cell phone. All he wanted to do right now was call Dean and tell him he didn't have to be scared anymore, that he would protect him. He stormed into the apartment ignoring the raised eyebrows from the men sitting around the dining room table.
“Dobroe nochi.” Castiel muttered walking by and taking a piece of bread off the table as he went.
“Good night brother.” Luke and Gabriel responded.
“Gadreel please make your way over to Dean's house…as soon as possible, keep an eye on him and his father. And someone call Anna, I want her here tomorrow to check on his injury.” All of the men nodded, Gadreel wasting no time, standing up from the table, forcing some food into his mouth and at the same time putting his guns back in his holsters. “Oh and Luke, please rest, you lost a lot of blood…” Castiel finished his orders walking away from the table now to go to his room.
“I'm fine baby brother, good night!” Luke called after him and Castiel could hear the smile in his voice, in turn causing Castiel to smile. If his father could see him now he'd call him weak and while it hurt to think of that, a part deep inside of him was proud to disappoint him, wanted to as he looked over his shoulder at his brother alive and smiling.
Castiel shut his door behind him, rolling his shoulders as he pulled off his coat and then suit jacket. Today had been nothing but a disaster. Him and his brothers had left the previous night following a lead for a drop spot for their rivals, the hell hounds, as they called themselves. But it had turned out to be a trap. If there was one thing Castiel had learned since he got here it was that Crowley, the head of this gang, was very deceptive, to a point of admiration, if he wasn't constantly screwing him and his brothers over. Most of his people were idiots and not trained well, but there were a few he heard of that made up for the many idiots. Meg, Alastair and Lilith, Lilith being the one they had hoped to intercept last night. Alastair being possibly the worst of the three, considering what he’d done to Anna. Castiel shook his head at the memory. They would have to start their search all over again, if he had been thinking earlier and not just trying to protect Dean he would've kept one of their pursuers alive for interrogation.
Castiel turned on the shower as he pondered, setting the water to nothing above room temperature. His alpha was whining inside of him, still smelling Dean on his trench coat in the far corner of the room. His body could not be trusted to behave right now. He slammed the door to his bedroom closed behind him and finished undressing. As he stepped in he reached out to lower the temperature further, his body apparently already decided to betray him. He couldn't blame his alpha, it had been a very long time since anything had happened. And Dean, Dean who was tan, tall, muscular and shone brightly like a little sun, he was not blaming himself, Castiel had never met someone so attractive. Castiel shuttered remembering the way Dean's big green eyes had stared into him.
“Yes alpha…”
The quick and easy submission to Castiel's commands in the car ride. The submission had almost given himself away, he had started to smell his own arousal. But then Dean was scared and worried. Gabriel was probably right, the omega was just scared of him. The reminder of Dean flinching when he had approached him in the bakery immediately took care of his erection. He would figure out why Dean was so jumpy, it was usually one of two. A bad family alpha or a bad mate. Castiel felt the growl building in his chest at the thought but stifled it before it could come out. He began actually washing his hair when the cold water was becoming too much, no longer being warmed by pleasant thoughts of Dean. He would talk to Bobby tomorrow, surely his boss would know if Dean's father or potential mate was hurting him.
Castiel's body ached as he climbed out of the shower. He efficiently dried off and put on a pair of underwear before fumbling into his bed. He normally had no problem staying up for long periods of time but it was catching up with him today. Before he knew it or even had a chance to pull the covers over himself his eyes shut and he was gone to the world.
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Dean was in his car again, this time he wasn't covered in blood. His head was resting on the head rest attached to his seat as he looked over at Castiel smiling. It looked like the sun shined from behind his eyes, at least Castiel felt like Dean was the sun and he the earth, his body gravitating and revolving around the happy omega next to him.
‘What are you smiling about Solnyshko?’ Castiel asked, reaching over and locking their fingers together over Dean's lap.
‘You of course my alpha…’ Dean replied, bringing their joined hands up to his lips and kissing Castiel's hand. Suddenly that sweet familiar scent surrounded Castiel. Dean smelled like fresh baked apple pie and burning whiskey barrels. Castiel inhaled deeply letting the pleasant aroma fill his senses. Dean continued to kiss up his hand, to his wrist and then he twisted the limb gently tracing his soft lips up his forearm so he could position the alpha's hand behind his neck. Dean began to lean forward slowly, eyes questioning. Castiel suddenly remembered he was driving.
‘Dean…’ Castiel muttered, but not complaining as his hand clenched at the hair on the back of the Omegas head. He felt Dean's warm fingers tugging at his belt and undoing his pants zipper. Castiel lifted his hips slightly making it easier for the omega to reach his hand under Castiel's underwear. The moment Dean's hand touched his erection Castiel moaned. ‘such a good omega’ Castiel grumbled as Dean purred back at him, licking his lips as he felt Castiel's hand slowly lowering his head into his lap.
‘Alpha…” Dean moaned just before wrapping his wet lips around the head of Castiel's cock. Castiel moaned loudly, fighting the urge to close his eyes and throw his head back. Thinking quickly he pulled the car over, his free hand gripping the steering wheel tightly as his other hand continued to push Dean's head all the way down his length. He felt the back of Dean's throat clench around him and heard a soft choking noise come out of the Omega. Worried, Castiel lifted his hand from the back of Dean's head but Dean quickly moved it back. His eyes darted up to meet the alpha's challengingly.
‘Fuck…’ Castiel now with the unspoken permission placed his hand back onto Dean's head. He shifted the car into park and sat back in his seat further. Dean's saliva dripped obscenely around the shaft of his dick as the omega bobbed his head up and down slowly. Castiel's fingers tightened in Dean's hair as his hips began to thrust upwards into the warm welcoming mouth. Dean moaned around the length being shoved into his throat causing Castiel's hips to shake in response. Dean looked up at him again proudly as Cas gasped, loosening his tie and undoing the first couple of his shirt buttons, sweat beading down his throat.
Castiel saw the smirk behind those green eyes looking up at him and he moaned again forcing Dean's head down fully, Dean's lips pressing into the patch of pubic hair around the bottom of his cock. Dean coughed again, his throat constricting tightly around Castiel. Castiel held Dean's head there, his other hand coming up to the handle hanging from the side of the car window. Once he had a solid grip he began to quickly thrust his hips up pushing his dick impossibly deeper into Dean's wet, hot mouth. His eyes rolled closed as he felt Dean's tongue pressing harshly to the bottom of his length. The car filled with the mixture of their aroused scents and quiet rushed moans from Castiel. Dean's green eyes staring up at him, his saliva coated pink lips wide and happily wrapped around his cock. Castiel felt his heart skip a beat at the sight excited about how to pay the omega back as he felt his knot start to enlarge.
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The relief of his release knocked the breath out of his lungs. His heart raced in his chest as his fingers slowly began to unclench the soft surface underneath him. His brain took a few minutes to register the fabric under his fist but he jumped up quickly, sitting on his knees in the middle of his bed. Apparently at some point in the middle of the night he had grabbed his trench coat and was using it as a pillow case. Castiel looked down at his boxers, blushing for probably the first time in his life as he realized he had a wet dream about Dean Winchester.
“Fuck…” he cursed to himself, cradling his head in his hands before running his fingers through his sleep messed hair. Closing his eyes only brought forth more images of the handsome omega and Castiel cursed again starting to realize just how fucked he was. Begrudgingly he made his way out of bed and stumbled over to the bathroom connected to his bedroom. Thinking at least this time he could use warm water since his body had already had its fun without him.
Apparently he was wrong because two minutes into his shower his mind had strayed again and he was hurriedly switching the water to cold. His libido had never been so demanding and while he could obviously admit Dean was attractive and smelled delicious he couldn't help but feel like this was something more.
When he had finished dressing for the day and triple checked nothing nefarious had gotten onto his trench coat he walked out into the shared living space. He looked at his phone only a little disappointed he hadn't received any correspondence from Dean. But given the time, the omega would hopefully be on his way or close to the bakery already. With that thought he dialed Gadreel’s number. When he placed the phone up to his ear and looked up into the room he noticed Anna and waved at her silently.
‘Morning boss-’
“Gadreel, has Dean left his apartment yet?” Castiel cut straight to the point.
‘Heh, not sure boss, his dad left crack of dawn and omega Gabriel told me to follow him-”
Castiel ignored the laugh and held back his growl. Gabriel was right they should be figuring out what was going on with his father.
“And?”
“Stopped at a liquor store and checked into a motel by himself. That's it for now.”
Castiel nodded along “Keep on him.” Castiel hung up the phone and walked over to the coffee pot.
“Good morning Castiel…” Anna said from behind him when he hung up the phone. He filled his mug and walked over to the table to join her.
“Anna, it's good to see you.” Castiel replied before taking a sip of his coffee.
“So Gabriel tells me you've found a male omega.” Anna hummed, taking a sip of her coffee, her kind eyes softly scanning him. Castiel hadn't seen her in a long time and something about her gentle calculating mannerisms always put him on edge.
“Yes, I injured him yesterday. I did my best to stitch him up but I am out of practice, I'd like for you to check on his healing progress.” Castiel felt his shoulders slump at Anna's judgemental glare.
“I'll see what I can do. If he's joining us I'd appreciate his medical records. All my omega patients deserve my best help.” Anna raised her eyebrow waiting for Castiel's reply.
“I can get them for you.” Castiel figured the conversation was over. “I'll bring him up once he arrives.”
“Is he walking here in the cold?” Anna inquired, her eyes sparkling just a little as she saw the flush climb up Castiel's neck.
“Did Gabriel tell you to torment me like this? Yes he's walking here- because I was told not to be overbearing.” Castiel hissed back at her, his voice only softening when he saw Anna's lips twitch up in a small smile.
“I just wanted to see if Gabriel was correct. It appears he is…” she smiled openly now, taking another sip of her coffee. Castiel rolled his eyes and got up from the table chugging the rest of his coffee.
“I don't want to know what you mean.” He placed the empty mug in the sink and grabbed his keys on the way to the door. He paused, standing in the doorway for a moment. “Thank you for coming Anna…” he muttered before closing the door behind him.
Waiting in the bakery felt like torture. Gabriel had intentionally baked an apple pie this morning and smirked as he placed it on the display counter closest to where Castiel had chosen to sit. He had been doing some work on his laptop for the first twenty minutes but quickly realized he was really only staring at the clock now. He slammed the laptop shut and looked out the front windows of the shop.
“Do you want me to call him little bro?” Gabriel surprised him, asking from right behind his chair.
“Yes please.” Castiel tried to hide the desperation in his voice but based on the smile Gabe flashed him he had failed.
Castiel opened his laptop again when Gabriel walked back behind the counter to go call Dean from the landline.
8:15 A.M.
Castiel stared at the screen stoically until he heard the kitchen doors swinging open again. He was trying desperately not to think of the hundreds of horrible scenarios rolling through his mind as to why Dean hadn't shown up yet. One of those scenarios being that Castiel was simply being stood up by an attractive omega.
“No answer Cassie…” Gabriel said, almost a whisper. Castiel gently closed the laptop again.
“Try again.” He growled, immediately feeling bad when Gabriel's head bowed slightly before turning around to head back to the phone. “Please…” he corrected and Gabriel smiled back at him nodding his head in appreciation.
A few hours later Castiel was standing on Bobby's front porch again.
“He left shortly after you lot dropped him off yesterday. I told him to take it easy the next few days. Don't you boys have somebody watching him yet?” Bobby answered Castiel's impatient questioning.
“Yes of course we do, but we're keeping tabs on his father right now and he left very early this morning…I only had one man watching the apartment.”
“Oh yeah that piece of- he'll just be in the next town over gambling away all Dean's hard earned money…” Castiel considered some of Bobby's words for a moment. He heard his brothers behind him muttering something he couldn't quite hear. “Well what are you dummies doing here if your look out ain't watching Dean, you know where he lives, why stop here?” Castiel ran his hand over the light stubble on his chin.
“I don't mean to be rude-”
“Then don't, you got questions about Dean, ask him yourself. I've already said too much.” Bobby grumbled. He sighed, seeing the disappointment in Castiel's face. “I'll give him a call again. If you catch up with him, have him call me back. It's unusual for him to turn down pie.” Bobby uncrossed his arms and walked back to the front door.
“Thank you.” Castiel turned back to his brother's, signaling them to get back into the car. His heart was racing. Dean wasn't answering his phone at all, Bobby was right they should've headed straight to Dean's apartment first.
By the time they got there Castiel had no patience left to give and kicked in the door with little regard for any on lookers. And then suddenly there was Dean, shining bright like the sun, calling him ‘Cass’ .
Notes:
Hello again! Sorry it’s a bit of a late update today, work sucks haha. Anyway I hope you guys like this one, it’s our first Cas POV. There will be a few more of these later on in the story but I mostly stick with Deans POV. Again thank you guys so much for all the love, kudos and comments, it really means a lot to me right now <3 Enjoy!
Russian Words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Mudak : Asshole, jackass, being an asshole.
-Sosed : Neighbor, male neighbor.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Blyad : Blyad is the Russian word for whore. Also expresses an exclamation like fuck. (Used here as the expletive).
-Dobroe nochi : Good night/ Have a good night.
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
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“Dean…?” Blinking slowly Dean opened his eyes, feeling the best he had in months. “We're almost at the bakery, Anna can help you. She's a doctor. We can't go to the hospital, you understand?” Castiel was there, rambling, Dean smiled, his eyes fully opening and seeing the dark haired Alpha hovering over him.
“Alpha?” Dean whispered his head nuzzling into the warmth of Castiel's chest. Instead of a response Dean heard a soft rumble coming from the chest he was burying his face into. Dean's aches and pains seemingly disappeared as he felt Castiel's hand cradle the back of his head shakily.
“You okay back there Dean-O?” Gabriel's voice sounded from the front of the car.
“You were looking for an excuse to get out of fixing the door weren't you?” Dean chuckled, not really caring how desperate he probably looked right now, face pressed into Castiel's chest. He was fully huffing in the alpha's pine and rainstorm scent.
“I'll take that as a yes.” Gabriel laughed.
“Did you guys give me something for the pain? I feel great.” Dean opened his eyes again, looking into the bright blue one's staring through him into his soul.
“Nope!” Gabriel happily supplied from the front seat, eyeing his brother in the mirror, who completely missed the glance while he stared at the man snuggled in his lap.
“We're here Solnyshko…” Castiel whispered, his breath tickling Dean's ear as he spoke. Dean fought back the shiver at the feeling of his breath tracing his skin but failed to hide the obvious chills. Dean cringed when Castiel began to move away. The alpha stilled at Dean's grumble of discomfort. “Can I-” Castiel swallowed and Dean watched the movement in the alpha's throat. “Can I carry you?” Dean's heart nearly exploded, if not at the actual words said to him but also with the softness they were spoken in Castiel's deep voice. Dean's voice failed him so he just shook his head in the affirmative. Cass smiled at him but still the alpha pulled away and Dean whined. He cursed his omega, if his dad was here he'd be kicking the sense back into him.
“Cass?” Dean started to sit up but stopped when he felt warm firm hands wrapping around him again. Dean scooted a little out of the car trying to help the alpha but stopped when he was fully lifted off the seat. His arms instinctively wrapped around the alpha's neck and Dean sighed deeply, breathing in the scent of pine trees after a storm. Dean's worried thoughts about his father disappeared when he felt Castiel leaning in to scent him in return. A purring noise started to build from deep in his chest and Dean didn't hold it back when he started to hear a happy hum coming out of the Alpha now effortlessly carrying him up a tall stairway.
“I assume this is Mr. Winchester?” A calm feminine voice asked the moment Castiel walked them through the doorway at the top of the steps.
“Just Dean ‘s good-” Dean smiled, his words a little slurred as he pulled his face out of the crook of Castiel's neck. To Dean's horror Cass was looking back at him but he looked miserable. Dean gulped hoping desperately his legs would work when Castiel let him go. Thankfully the alpha set him down slowly onto a soft couch off in the corner of the room. The woman who had greeted them when they first walked in had followed closely behind. She also looked angry and suddenly when Dean sat himself upright on the couch all the pain he had been ignoring seemed to rush back. His head was throbbing, his shoulder still ached and despite the few days in-between, his legs were still sore. And his nose tingled in pain reminding him he still had a giant bruise on his face.
“Dean, I'm Anna.” The woman sat down in front of him, pulling a wooden chair in front of the couch. “I work for the family as a GP focused on Omegas in the corporation.” She paused here and looked over to Castiel who had started to pace in the far corner of the room. Dean looked around, thinking this must be Gabriel's apartment, the whole room looked like the 70s had thrown up all over, and the unmistakable smell of pastries wafted through the air. “Did you get the records I asked for?” Anna asked Castiel, her voice was patient and kind Dean thought.
“My medical records?” Dean asked, watching as Castiel handed the doctor a folder.
“Da, yes.” Castiel replied, his eyes flicking nervously up to Dean's. Dean stared at him for a moment, shocked. He didn't understand why he was surprised, his whole family probably knew his full name and social security number but something about Castiel having his medical records felt substantially more intimate.
“Good, will you please give us some privacy alpha Castiel?” Anna asked, her voice switching to something more formal sounding. Castiel didn't hesitate. There was a breeze left in his wake after the front door closed behind him.
“It's uh- really not that bad Doc, I've had cuts on my head before, they just bleed more than other areas.” Dean wrung his hands together suddenly feeling anxious being left alone with the doctor.
“I will be taking over as your regular doctor from now on, not just tending to any existing injuries.” She answered while gently placing the folder down on a coffee table next to her. She pulled over a rolling tool box and began to put some latex gloves on her hands as she spoke.
“Buy a guy a drink first doc-” Dean laughed, flashing Anna a wide smile.
“Do you often feel anxious in medical settings?” Anna asked while signaling for Dean to tilt his head towards her.
“Uh yeah I guess, I can't really afford to go more than once a year for my check up and to re-up my prescriptions.” Anna nodded, poking around the tender part of Dean's head. He flinched a little but then she was removing her fingers and lifting his wrist. Two of her fingers firmly pressed against the veins there as she stared at her watch.
“I noticed you've been on suppressants since you first presented. I'm glad to see you've decided to take a break. I can prescribe you more once you've completed your next cycle if you'd like.” Anna removed her hand from Dean's wrist, giving him a curious look when she reached the end of her statement.
“What do you mean? I'm not taking a brea-” Dean paused, just now remembering he still hasn't taken his suppressants. He's never pushed it this late before.
“You're showing signs of your heat starting.” Anna answered in her calm voice again. The mellow tone was starting to grind Dean's gears, this couldn't be happening, Dean couldn't understand how she was staying so relaxed.
“No…I can't…I have the suppressants at home. I still have time to take them, right?” Dean's heart was racing and he was very glad she was no longer checking his pulse but he was upset that she was now just staring at him with a worried look on her face.
“Do you have somewhere safe to nest Dean?” Anna asked softly and Dean gulped hard.
“There's my apartment, it's just me and my dad, but he hates it when I'm in heat. I'll just have to call him and warn him.” Dean was on the brink of tears, his fist curling up in his lap. Anna removed her latex gloves and walked over to the sink in the kitchen. She wordlessly washed her hands and walked back to her tool chest. Dean let her calculated movements distract him for a few moments as he watched her. She wiped her hands dry and then put new gloves on.
“If you need anything, or have any medical related questions during your heat please call me. It is dangerous how long it's been since your last heat, you may have complications. I'll make sure you get my personal number before you return home.” As she spoke she moved to stand in front of his shoulder. “Castiel informed me of an injury that occurred yesterday, I need to take a look at it.” Anna signaled for Dean to remove his shirt and he hesitated. He knew a few stitches had broken, and that there was now extra bruising around the cut from him and his father's argument.
“It's okay- healing up just fine.” Dean smiled again but he knew it didn't reach his eyes or fool Anna. Especially when for some reason his mind told him to pat the area to show her how fine it was and he flinched from the pain.
“Dean…” Anna warned, her hands clasping together in front of her.
“No delaying the inevitable I guess.” Dean cringed in pain but slowly removed the shirt he was wearing. Confirming his fears, Anna's calm exterior cracked, a shocked gasp falling from her lips.
“Castiel was not joking, he is very out of practice…” Anna's fingers pressed softly around the wound and Dean snapped.
“Cass did fine, it was my da- my uh dumb ass, I fell while I was cleaning up my apartment this morning…you know probably getting the place clean knowing I'd need to nest soon.” Dean stuttered and fumbled. Anna didn't reply but Dean noticed the way her eyes had narrowed. She continued to poke around the injury for a few moments and then reached into her rolling tool chest again.
“I don't want to do any further damage to the area. This will leave a sizable scar, but I am going to prescribe you an antibiotic in case of an infection which I highly suspect is possible…”
“Sorry…” Dean mumbled looking away from her glare.
“You have no reason to apologize to me Dean. I work for the Krushnic family. I've seen much worse. I would like to ask if there's anything you are worried about currently or if there's something you want to tell me.” Anna pulled away, sitting back in the chair in front of the couch again. She pulled off her gloves and applied some disinfectant to her hands. The smell overwhelmed Dean's senses for a moment.
“Nope, I'm good.” He replied quickly as he put his shirt back on. “Actually -” Dean had to try and not feel guilty about the excited expression on Anna's face when he spoke. “Uh tell me if this is too personal but-what blockers do you use? I'm not picking up your scent at all. My dad hates my smell and it'd be nice not to bother him.” Anna's excitement faded as Dean knew it would but she continued to smile softly at him.
“I do not have a scent to cover. My gland was surgically removed against my consent.” Dean's face drained of all his blood again, immediately wanting to run out of the room.
“Oh, sorry I -” Anna held up her hand to stop his rambling.
“I have moved past it. But if you'll indulge me for telling you my personal information; some advice?” Anna sat up straight, crossing her legs and placing her folded hands in her lap. Dean didn't speak, just nodded his head. “You are now working for one of the most dangerous mafias to ever exist. Karl-Charlz Castiel's father is a very dangerous man and so is Castiel. Take care of yourself, if I was you I'd keep my distance, alphas can have strong reactions to Omegas in heat, Castiel included, he's probably also aware by now that you are about to go into one. But don't let the bad people in this world take your happiness away.” Anna ended on an upbeat note but Dean was having a lot of conflicting thoughts now.
His inner omega was absolutely purring along to everything Anna had been saying, until she told him to be wary of Castiel. And now he was wondering who had hurt Anna, was it Castiel's father, did Cass know about it?
“He's probably been affected by my scent, you mean?” Dean asked, really only being able to focus on one aspect of their conversation right now. Damnit Anna was right he was definitely going into heat. Dean wanted Castiel to like him of course, the alpha was smoking hot. But Castiel probably didn't really like him, he was probably just being smothered by Dean's obnoxious heat hormones.
“Yes, he's definitely been affected by your scent.” Anna replied, getting up and walking over to the table in the middle of the room, unaware that Dean's heart had just shattered. “I'm writing you a prescription for the antibiotics, and here is my phone number.” She handed Dean a sticky note as she spoke. “I'll have Castiel go get the medicine then I'll get Gabriel to take you home before your heat fully starts. If I had to guess, you have anywhere from eight to twelve hours.”
Dean's heart sunk deep into his stomach, a single tear escaped his eye and he quickly wiped it away before Anna could notice. Of course Castiel wasn't actually into him, Dean never really believed it anyway. But a part of him when he had felt Cass breathing his scent in while he carried him up from the car thought just maybe, maybe Cass was interested. But Anna was a doctor, and probably knew Castiel for a while, Dean probably wasn't even his type. Even though Dean was an omega lots of guys still didn't want a male omega. Even Dean had struggled to accept that he was bisexual, he couldn't expect every alpha to be bisexual too. And on top of all that, Dean was just some loser still living with his dad, he could barely afford to help his little brother pay for school. No alpha would want him, especially not someone like Castiel who had a family that loved and trusted him.
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“Dean?” Gabriel's voice brought him back to the present. Dean looked up, seeing the omega standing in the doorway at the front of the apartment. “You ready? Anna said you've gotta get home soon to build your nest.” Dean didn't understand why he felt embarrassed at the statement, most Omegas normally built nests, or at least cleaned and rearranged their bedrooms before a heat. But it had only happened to Dean once and he was terrified about his dad coming back in the middle of this.
“Yeah man I'm good.” Dean got up from the couch, cursing when his legs shook a little as he took his first step to the door. Gabriel walked to meet him in the middle, holding out his hand to steady him.
“You sure you don't want me to call Cassie back to carry you?” Gabriel wiggled his eyebrows and while Dean knew he meant no harm he couldn't help but feel the ache in his chest tighten.
“No.” Dean snapped, glad that Gabriel didn't seem to take it personally.
“Whatever you say kid- just don't fall on me going down these stairs.” Gabriel huffed, pulling Dean's arm around his shoulder as they wobbled down the stairs together. The trek to the car took a lot longer than Dean would admit to anyone but once Gabriel helped Dean into the passenger seat he still felt no relief. His aching body had a moment to relax and then his nose filled with the scent of Castiel again. Looking around the inside of the car as he waited for Gabriel to enter the driver's side Dean noticed a brown paper bag stapled shut in the back seat.
“What's that?” Dean's eyes had a difficult time pulling away from the object. Gabriel chuckled, causing Dean to purse his lips and furrow his brow. “What?!”
“It's just the antibiotics that Cass grabbed for you.” Gabriel smiled, shifting the car into drive. “I think he left something in there for you too.” Dean had a hard time resisting reaching back there immediately to open it but he figured he'd better wait, not wanting to stretch his arm and possibly hurt it even more. Instead he added Anna's number to his contacts, sending her a text with his name so she knew who it was. It wasn't a moment later when he got a reply back.
-’Take the antibiotics twice a day for the next 14 days. And do not hesitate to call me if any other issues arise during your heat, you've been on suppressants for too long,you will have a difficult time. ‘ -
Dean sighed and put the phone back in his pocket. Already regretting what he was about to say.
“Can I ask you for some advice Gabe?” Dean looked everywhere but at the other omega.
“How do I keep my skin looking so clear and young?” Gabriel teased but smiled over at Dean and continued “what is it Dean-o?”
“Do you have any advice…for uh going through a heat by yourself? I haven't had one since I was seventeen and Anna says it'll be bad because of all the suppressants.” Dean couldn't believe he made it through the statement before his head exploded in embarrassment. But his face was burning and the curve of his ears were red hot.
“Bold of you to assume I've ever gone through a heat alone.” Gabriel winked, the car jolting a little as he got distracted.
“Gabee please -” Dean groaned, running his hands through his hair, just now realizing Anna had put a bandage on his head somehow without him noticing.
“Do you have anything Dean?” Gabriel asked and Dean just looked at him confused.
“What do you mean?” Dean was quickly getting over his embarrassment and just getting frustrated now.
“You know, toys?” Gabriel wiggled his eyebrows again and Dean's embarrassment came rushing back.
“Oh my God no Gabe of course not-” Dean was cut off by Gabriel who jolted the car again. This time intentionally, spinning them around completely on the small empty street.
“We're going shopping!” Gabriel sang happily ignoring the exasperated grumble from Dean beside him.
Notes:
Oh my gosh hello everyone thank you guys so much for all the love you’ve been giving this story. It means so much to me! I also have some great news! I just finished the last chapter two days ago, so that means we will move to two chapters posted a week :D I’m thinking Thu/Sun, sunday to hopefully help with some sunday scaries. I’m sad I’m done writing these guys, I might start something else after I take a little break haha. Anyway I hope you all continue to enjoy!
Russian Words Phases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
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“I can't believe I just went dildo shopping with the town baker slash Mafia boss.” Dean laughed getting back into the car with Gabriel. There was no denying how completely and utterly embarrassed he was walking into their small town adult store but the second he was inside him and Gabe seemed to find their connection. They snickered at the giant ones and ogled at the pretty ones. Dean had to ask what a few things were but Gabriel judged him for none of it. By the time Gabriel had explained half the store to him Dean had made his “boring” selection. It was just a simple run of the mill knotting dildo. The sales associate assured Dean it was the quietest model they had so none of his ‘roommates’ could hear the vibration.
“Hey this Mafia boss just bought you a dildo, show a little respect Dean-o!” Gabriel grinned, putting the car back into drive and pulling out onto the road. “And if I'm being real with you, the lusty stuff probably won't be your biggest problem this time around.” Gabriel's voice softened.
“What do you mean? Wasn't that the whole point of our detour?” Dean's eyes widened as he looked over to Gabriel.
“Well yeah it'll still help trust me Dean, but if I was your inner omega I'd be pissed at you. You've been denying your instincts not just sexy times, but the nurturing parts too. The bits of you that want to be held, or make a home, to take care of yourself and others. I'm not explaining it great, but you'll see…” Gabriel trailed off and Dean thought he already had a pretty good idea. “Anna said your body's reacting like it's been in fight or flight for the past decade. To put it lightly, you gotta relax. I think Anna would've had a hissy fit if you went without another heat.” Gabriel laughed, and Dean tried not thinking about the fact that he just went dildo shopping with his crushes brother. No Cas wasn't a crush, he couldn't be. Dean wasn't allowed to get crushes, they never worked out and the alpha was basically his boss now. Instead he nodded his head along as the Omega spoke, for a second Dean actually felt cared about.
“Thanks Gabe, I mean it. You and Bobby are the closest thing I've got to a family around here…Oh shit I'd better call Bobby he's going to be pissed I'll be missing more time.” Dean fumbled, grabbing his phone out of his pocket, hurting his shoulder in the commotion.
“Cassie already called him before we left. Anna gave him a list of things to do to distract him before I could kidnap you away from him. And we are family now, kid.” Gabriel smiled, patting Dean's hand as he gripped the phone Castiel had given him. They were nearly back to the apartment before Gabriel spoke again. “Oh! Before I forget, I'll be here for a bit with Luke so give us a call if you need anything. But probably after ten Gadreel will be keeping an eye on you for a while. I probably shouldn't be telling you this but I didn't want you to be worried about a stranger watching your place.” Gabriel tapped his fingers on the steering wheel following along with the beat of the song playing.
“You guys really don't have to do all that.” Dean winced thinking about a bunch of alphas hanging around outside his apartment while he was in heat.
“Hey I'm only sticking around for the beer promised to me this morning from that fiesty bar lady- Cassie is the one to blame for the watch dog. Besides Gadreel is like Castiel's best bud, you got nothing to worry about.” Dean doubted that but didn't really have the energy to argue anymore. He felt a chill go up his spine and he realized his back was coated in sweat.
“Ugh-” Dean groaned, sitting forward in the car trying to adjust into a position where his wet and cold shirt wasn't irritating him. It felt like his pants were suddenly made out of the scratchiest material known to man. When Dean kept fidgeting next to Gabriel in the car the other omega smiled knowingly.
“Wanna rip off all your clothes right now don't ya?” Dean shook his head, irritated.
“Fuck, yeah this is awful.” Dean confirmed scratching at the annoying material wrapped around his legs normally referred to as jeans.
“Well good news, we're here, and looks like they finished putting up your door too.” Gabriel parked the car in front of Dean's apartment, the two men that had been left to work on the damages turning to look at them. Dean and Gabriel got out of the car, Dean desperately trying to hide the bag from the adult store behind the one Castiel had given him for his antibiotics but failing.
“Hey there chief, feeling better?” Benny asked, smiling at Dean as he walked up the steps to where him and Luke were admiring their work.
“I am now, knowing I can go to sleep with a locked door behind me.” Dean shot Luke and Gabriel a glance and Benny chuckled.
“On that note- where do you go to sleep at night, hot stuff?” Gabriel slid right up to Benny and Dean swore he was actually batting his eyelashes un-ironically.
“Don't even try Gabe, he doesn't play for our team, I learned that the hard way.” Dean laughed as Luke opened the door for all of them.
“Worth a shot, at least I know you have a type now. Dark, mysterious and dangerous.” Gabriel growled playfully and Dean rolled his eyes.
“It's nice to officially meet you Gabriel, Dean here talks about your pies all the time.” Benny's voice did that thing where it sounded like honey and Dean couldn't help but feel a little jealous of Gabe as Benny shook his hand and gave him a warm smile.
“Benny, can you tell Ellen I'm sorry about this morning? I'll be down the fox hole the next few days.” Dean interrupted, choosing to ignore Gabriel's earlier comment.
“Sure thing Dean. You just give us a call if you need anything. Now I think I owe these boys a drink.” Dean didn't miss the way Benny sniffed the air after his comment, or how his eyes had widened, Dean thought he might take him up on that phone call if Gabriel hadn't cut in again.
“I'm sure Cassie would love to hear from you, you have his number don't you Dean?” Gabriel wiggled those damn eyebrows again and Dean hissed at the laugh that came out of Luke who he'd almost forgotten was there. Dean felt a little embarrassed at his lingering emotions about Benny. But his heat was starting and he couldn't help his need for attention. If Cas really wanted him to call him or whatever shouldn't he have said something himself?
“We'll be next door until Gadreel gets here, good luck Dean.” Luke winked, taking Gabriel out of the apartment by his shoulders, Benny following behind them.
“Is uh, did, -um John didn't mention where he was going to you did he?” Dean asked nervously as Benny lingered at the front door, ignoring the cat calls from Gabriel.
“No but I'll give you a call the second I see or hear anything, you've got my word.” Benny walked back into the apartment a little to give Dean a clap on his thank God uninjured shoulder. Benny still flinched when he noticed Dean had tears in his eyes. “Did I hurt you?” Benny panicked.
“What, oh no, uh just thinking about something me and Gabriel were talking about. You know I miss my little brother and Mom's gone, Dad's not really Dad like. But here you guys are making me realize I've got a family outside of all my messes.” Dean couldn't fight back all the tears, quickly wiping away the one that slipped past security. “Nevermind it's dumb-”
“Well you give me a call if you need anything at all.” Benny gave him a quick hug and Dean used the moment of no eye contact to wipe away another tear.
“Yeah man, of course. Thanks.” Dean led the alpha out of the apartment and locked the door behind him, Anna was right this was going to be a train wreck. A moment later he was curling up on the closet and softest surface and dialing his brother's phone number.
A few too many rings later and Dean was straight up distraught that Sam hadn't picked up immediately. But he was reassured on ring number five.
“Uh- hello?” Sam's familiar voice sounded from the other end of the line.
“Sam!” Dean exclaimed, a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding in escaping.
“Dean?! Did you get a new number again? What's going on you sound awful.” Dean rolled his eyes but laughed.
“I've only said one word smart ass-”
“Well now you've said like ten and you still sound like crap.” Sam countered and Dean felt his heart swell at their banter. Before long Dean was floating around the house while they caught up. Finishing up some of the small jobs he had started this morning before he'd been interrupted.
The house was spotless and was starting to smell like apples by the time Dean remembered he still had to take his antibiotics. He walked over to the bag that he had haphazardly placed over the other bag and ripped through the staples at the top. Dean gasped and Sam stopped talking about classes on the other line.
“You okay?” Sam asked gruffly.
“Uh yeah, I uh…think. I should probably get going Sam. But hey, I'll see you soon okay.” Dean's hands were completely inside the bag, gripping the fabric inside very tightly as he pinched his phone between his shoulder and ear. He couldn't help himself the second he saw the lumpy tan fabric his body needed to touch.
“Yeah, okay see ya Dean.” Sam hung up and Dean dropped the phone. He pulled the trench coat fully out of the bag and immediately pressed it into his face, inhaling deeply. The only thing that pulled Dean away from the garment being a small box falling from the table onto his foot. He looked down, not pulling the trench coat away from his face and saw the small box of antibiotics.
“Alright drugs first then you're coming with me.” Dean spoke to the fabric. He took his medicine and made his way over to his bedroom. He hadn't been in the room at all today. The avoidance was intentional. He didn't exactly have a great space for nesting. His bed was small and on the ground, a few pillows on a good day when he could steal a second one from his dad's room. And he had just the two small and well worn blankets. Dean was reluctant to let go of the trench coat at all, thinking it might disappear if he wasn't making physical contact with it at all times but he needed to get his clothes off. The back of his shirt had dried sweat on it and his pants were again starting to feel itchy. Even the confusion about why Cas would want to give him anything wasn't enough to distract him from his body right now.
Undressing as quickly as possible Dean stripped to his underwear and leaned down grabbing his bigger blanket and the trench coat in one motion. He bundled the blanket around himself and the coat, and flopped down onto the bed. A burning pain had started to form in his abdomen and he curled inside the blanket pushing the coat closer to his nose as he did so. His body felt empty, and he blushed thinking about ways of fixing that.
It wasn't hard imagining the coat full. Castiel's arms wrapping around him. He just pictured the short walk from the man's car up to Gabriel's apartment. The way Cass had gripped him a little tighter as they walked through the doorway. Dean moaned into the fabric where he had fully buried his face. There, some complex mixture of rain, pine needles wrapped around his brain softly, like feathers in a tight embrace. He readjusted under the blanket, palming at his erection telling it to calm down because the next thought he had was sobering.
Anna had said alphas had big reactions to Omegas in heat and Cass was being affected by his scent -It wasn't because the alpha was actually interested in him. But he had willingly given Dean his coat, while Dean wasn't in the same room as him so maybe there was something else there. But Anna had probably known Cass most of his life. Dean sighed, his stomach twisting in confusion. The air under his blanket was insufferably hot and he flung the blanket from his limbs. The sudden motion caused his head to spin. And now his stomach was twisting in an entirely different way. He got off his mattress and ran to the bathroom down the hall.
After he had finished dry heaving into the toilet Dean figured he'd better actually get some food in his system today. The lack of substance that just came out of him caused genuine worry. He walked slowly into the kitchen and a chill ran up his spine. He shivered but he didn't want to put his annoying clothes back on. He figured if Cass had given it to him he was surely allowed to wear it, so Dean walked back to his bedroom and put the trench coat on, over his boxers. He lingered there for a moment digging his nose down into the area on his shoulder where Castiel's scent seemed to be strongest. He walked back out into the kitchen feeling much warmer. A strangled laugh escaped him as he saw the abandoned toast on the counter from this morning.
He refused to waste anything so he sat silently at the kitchen island eating his cold toast only being warmed by the imaginary arms around him via Cass’ coat. When he was finished he wiped his hands off on the coat instinctively, and cringed hoping he didn't leave any crumbs. He looked over to the unopened bag at the other end of the counter and grabbed it quickly. While he might not be in that part of his heat yet he at least wanted to get it out from the open in case his dad came home soon.
Don't fucking touch me! And stop hugging your brother! Go to your god damn room and don't come out until it's over!
Dean didn't even try to stop the tears this time. He just desperately wished he had a warm hand to grab hold of. Or a brother to hug, or a father to pat him on the back. Dean grabbed the bag with the dildo in it along with a box of tissues which he promptly started using and marched back to his bedroom. In another moment he was wrapped back in his blanket. And a few moments after that his body had apparently decided it had had enough and he was unconscious.
Dean couldn't fully remember all of his dreams that night, not that he normally tried to. What Dean definitely wasn't forgetting was the name he was shouting when he woke up that belonged to a certain dark haired alpha. Dean gulped, his mouth snapping closed. He could feel his heart beating dangerously fast in his veins. His dick twitched curiously when he moved to sit up and felt slick rub between his thighs. Dean groaned remembering he was wearing Castiel's trench coat and there was no way there wasn't currently a pile of Dean goo on it. Another part of him purred at the thought of getting his scent all over Cass and his clothes.
His blanket sanctuary was getting too warm again and he flung it off. He shakily got to his feet and tiptoed over to the small window along his bedroom wall. He tried to as sneakily as possible look out the window. His index finger pulling down one blade of the blinds to peer outside and look for his dad's car. All he saw was darkness and an oversized dark SUV parked on the other side of the street. Dean squinted his eyes and saw a man he vaguely remembered from the other day, Gadreel. But to his relief he didn't see his dad's car.
Gadreel waved at him smiling and Dean ducked back behind the blinds, his heart racing. He had completely lost his mojo and walked back over to his bed. He was terrified his dad would show back up at any moment but his omega was starting to win over some of his instincts. He walked past the bed and opened the two accordion doors into his closet. It didn't fit completely but he managed to get a part of his bed into the smaller room along with his two blankets and pillows. Dean wished he could close the doors around his pathetic nest but his bed was sticking out too much from inside the closet. At least if his dad did come home now he'd have his back against a wall. Dean desperately wanted to lock his bedroom door as well but he had learned the no locked doors lesson long ago and instead just awkwardly paced around the room for a while. He tripped, jumping on one foot when he stubbed his toe on something in his jean pockets. The jeans sat unassuming on the floor, discarded hurriedly a few hours ago. Dean crouched down and pulled the object out of the pocket. Dean's lips twitched up into a small smile, his hand closing over the cell phone. There was a message notification and he flipped it open.
-’Good luck buddy, and srsly call my brother plz so he stops calling me’ -
Dean stared at the message from Gabriel while his heart slowly climbed into his throat. If Gabriel was telling Dean to call Cass again then that meant Castiel at least wasn't irritated by him, right?
Dean stared at the phone for a while longer, he figured he probably looked insane if Gadreel could still see him somehow from outside. There he was unmoving, dressed in only his boss's trench coat and his underwear, in a dark room where he had just shoved his bed into a closet. He laughed to himself, moving to go curl up on the bed as he hit the dial button. He couldn't look or feel any more desperate; he might as well shoot his shot, hell even just hearing the alpha's voice would probably cheer him up. Dean swore the phone didn't even ring once, and that deep gravelly voice was there, in the space around him filling his senses, Dean cursed smelling the spiced apple smell filling the room already.
“Hello, Dean…”
“Uh- hey Cass.”
“Is everything - are you okay?”
“Yeah I, just um. Are you busy?” Dean felt like such an idiot, Cass was probably sleeping or doing important Mafia shit. Dean heard a loud crack and some static before Cass answered him.
“Not at all…”
“Oh awesome yeah I just uh thought I'd call and say thanks.” Dean smiled, petting the coat he was currently wearing with the hand not holding his phone. His body having a very difficult time ignoring how much he was enjoying the other man's voice.
‘What for solnyshko?”
Dean swore he could hear the head tilt in Cass’ statement and he laid back on his pillow smiling, imagining those crystal blue eyes staring into him. “For your coat…” Dean knew Castiel couldn't see him but despite that he still hid behind his hand, blush creeping up his face knowing what he was about to say. “I, uh really like it. S’ warm…” Dean felt like his ass turned into a slip and slide the second he heard Cass' approving growl from the other side of the line.
“Are you…wearing it Dean?”
Castiel's voice lowered and Dean couldn't stop his hand from doing the same.
“Did you really just ask me what I'm wearing?” Dean laughed lightly but gave in anyway. “Yeah… I am.”
“Fuck- Dean…aren't you on your heat?”
Dean's hand hesitated on the waist band of his underwear, a small voice in the back of his head telling him Cass was pissed off at him. But then a moment later he swore he heard a soft pleased groan. Dean's stomach was full of butterflies, it definitely sounded like Cas was enjoying the idea of him in his coat so Dean continued nervously, his omega giving him the courage he needed right now.
“Yeah, it started this evening…I'm sorry I'm getting my smell and other things…all over it…” Dean pressed his luck a little bit, holding the phone painfully close to his ear as if it would help him hear anything extra.
“Dean, pizdec.”
Dean heard a car door close from Cass's side of the phone line and he let his fingers dip below the waistband of his underwear finally, his dick pitching possibly, the angriest boner he's ever had.
“You can get whatever you want on it-”
Dean didn't even try to prevent the moan that came out of him as the result of the combination of Cass’s words and his hand dipping down into his own slick to coat his dick. The alpha's voice was doing everything that his omega wanted it to.
“Fuck Cass is this okay?” Dean asked, desperately hoping Cass knew what he meant when he moaned again, his hand starting to stroke his dick slowly. His hand clasped tightly around the head until Cass answered him.
“Da, do not stop Dean, keeping going for me.”
Dean released his breath loudly as his hand started moving again. Cas sounded like he was strained, his voice rumbling through the phone speaker.
“Will you say something to me in Russian please?” Dean pleaded, placing his phone between his ear and shoulder so he could use his other hand as well. A string of Russian words flew out from the phone immediately and Dean felt his breath trembling as his newly freed hand found its way to his hole.
“-...I never should've left. Is that good omega?” Castiel finished the sentence in English, his voice going impossibly deeper.
“Uhhnn-” Dean's entire body shook as his wandering hand breached his unreasonably wet entrance. “Cass, wish you could feel how fucking wet I am just from your voice -” Dean lost all of his modesty hearing Castiel's lowered voice on the other end chanting his name like a prayer. Castiel started speaking Russian again and Dean knew he'd have to start studying. But for now Cass was ending each sentence in English for Dean's sake.
“...You want me to fuck you Dean? I'd slip into you so easily, and fuck you until you came, shaking and calling my name.”
The hand Dean was using on his dick sped up after the statement. His other hand gave up, unable to get a good angle.
“Fuck, Cass want your dick so bad-” Dean didn't care how cheesy or needy he sounded. His stomach was doing summersaults as the hot alpha on the other end of the phone growled and snapped what Dean thought were his teeth. “Yeah God Cass, I'm so close -” Dean squeezed his eyes shut picturing the Alpha standing over him covered in blood and growling, protecting him.
“You're doing so good my omega…come for me now solnyshko -”
Dean's free hand flew up to his mouth as the fire building in his abdomen crested. His mind filled with dirty thoughts about the alpha and what he wanted him to do to him. His teeth biting down on his fist, trying to stay quiet.
“Stop let me hear you-”
Castiel noticed the buffer immediately and Dean cried out, thrusting his hips up into his fist as he called out Cass’s name shamelessly.
“Fuck Dean I can be there in the morning if you want me…”
Dean didn't hesitate for a moment as his breath tried to catch up with him.
“God yes.” Dean laughed, looking down at himself. His chest heaving but he was grateful he hadn't actually gotten anything on the coat.
“I'll try to get there sooner but I'm doing something very important. I'll be quick, I promise solnyshko.”
“Okay yeah no worries -” Dean panicked and hung up the phone. He groaned and rolled off his bed after his breath caught back up to him and his heart rate calmed down. Of course Cass was busy, Dean shouldn't have pushed him. But the alpha did just say he would come in the morning. Dean put his head against his door, breath shaky still as he remembered all the things the alpha said over the phone. He had called him his omega and Dean shivered, a little embarrassed by how much he had liked it. Slowly but a little lighter Dean walked out of his bedroom for a much needed shower.
Notes:
Hello, good morning! Happy sunday :D here is our next chapter! I don’t have a lot to say today, just once again thank you guys so much for reading. It’s really nice feeling so welcomed into this fandom <3
Russian words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Pizdec : A strong exclamation, in fear, dismay, surprise or excitement. (Used here in excitement).
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
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The line went dead and Cas had to take a couple of deep breaths to steady himself. He wasn't sure how but it felt like he had messed everything up at the end of his and Dean's phone call. Whatever was wrong he would fix it. He'd do anything to hear the omega saying his name like that again. He didn't know what he did to deserve the omegas affection but he was going to try his hardest to keep it. Cas put the phone back in his pocket and straightened his tie. He had to wait quite a while for his body to calm down before he could get back out of the car. His erection was fully throbbing but he knew this was not the time. His head filled with visions of the omega moaning his name while wearing his coat. The quicker he got this over with the quicker he could see Dean in person. Ignoring the pain he adjusted himself and moved to get out of the car, the cold air doing him some good at least.
Gadreel had called shortly after Cas had gotten Dean to Gabriel's apartment earlier in the day. Apparently John had a visitor that had a hell hounds tattoo right on his hand out in the open. While Castiel understood the necessity for tattoos he would never understand why undercover agents were sent so clearly wearing their gang's symbols. All of Castiel's tattoos were hidden. Excluding two tips of his wings that came up along the nape of his neck. Not that most people didn't recognize him at this point, but still they encouraged their spies to cover them up at least.
Gadreel had gotten most of the information they needed out of him but Castiel came to finish the job. The man had just told them what Dean's father was up to with the hell hounds when Dean had called, and Castiel decided the man was no longer necessary. Especially with how Dean's breath sounded on the other side of the phone. Castiel really hoped Dean didn't hear the sound of him snapping the man's neck or the surprised yelp from the man he was working with. Cas bit the inside of his lip trying to do anything to get the phone call out of his mind as he got back to work.
“We can finish cleaning up boss.” One of the newer, younger recruits addressed Castiel as he walked back into the abandoned building. Him and his twin brother had been helping him and Gadreel on this.
“Good, meet back up with your brother at John's motel when you're finished. Call me when John is on his way back to his apartment.” Castiel didn't like leaving unfinished work but he definitely wanted to get back to Dean before the other alpha did. He was tired of walking around dark, cold unwelcoming cities by himself. He wanted to be curled around a sleeping omega who created sunlight from his smile and smelled like apple pie. His desires to be closer with the omega were only getting increasingly stronger. His alpha almost constantly growling at him to claim, to take.
Castiel got back into the car wishing he'd brought his instead of another of his brothers, it would've been faster. And it would've smelled like Dean still. Dean who he not only was about to confront after that very steamy phone call but also had to ask him to leave his family alpha.
John Winchester was apparently getting money through various small jobs with the hell hounds. His ex-military days ‘paying off’ according to the member they had caught slinking out of his motel. It turned out he also owed them a substantial amount of money, and if Castiel wanted to pay off his debt to buy him from the rival gang he could but he wasn't sure that's what Dean would want after hearing the other information he had received. Castiel's foot slammed on the gas, he really needed to get to Dean, to hold him, to make sure he was still there and not just an illusion. Or a figment of his imagination, because Cas still couldn't really believe such a beautiful omega would be interested in him.
Half way through his drive his phone started to ring. He looked down at the object and cringed.
“Hello father…”
“Castiel. Mission report.”
“I'm not on a mission right now.” Castiel was technically telling him the truth.
“Then why are you out with those two boys? What's this I hear of a man from the hell hounds being taken in for questioning?”
“I needed information on a…friend's father.” Castiel cursed internally. Mikhail must have told him something, sometimes it felt like his older brother had eyes everywhere.
“Who is this friend? Is it the omega your brother told me about? What information did you retrieve? Will they trace back the missing member to your friend's father…” Castiel sighed, and he heard his father's anger on the other side of the phone rise in response. “You are not thinking clearly Castiel, now is not the time for mistakes. We all make sacrifices, do not burden yourself further now.”
“I think he might be my true mate-” Castiel said before he could stop himself. There was something about Dean, he barely knew him, but even the way he got along with Gabriel made Cas feel like the omega was always supposed to be in his life. He did not need to hear his father saying anything bad about Omegas right now.
“Castiel, that is a fairy tale! Why can't you ever just do as you are told?! Find Crowley and end this. Now!”
The line cut off and if he could he would throw the phone out the window but he wanted to keep it in case Dean needed to call him again. Unfortunately all of his burner phones were in his car and not the one he had borrowed. While his dad had made some good points, he was taking care of it all. Dean would be safe, if he got away from his father. And maybe with his father's past he'd have some valuable information. And while Castiel's father might not believe in true mates, the rest of the world did, and if it was true, they had rights. Not that those really mattered to his father, the Bratva boss, the pakhan. But Cass knew he wouldn't, couldn't do anything to hurt Dean if it was true, the message it would send to the rest of his brothers, he could not hurt him. If he hurt Dean he'd be hurting Castiel as well, but then he remembered what their father had almost done to Luke.
Castiel kept reassuring himself the entire way there. He had to believe his father didn't truly want to hurt his sons. By the time he was pulling up next to Dean's apartment the sun was just starting to rise. While he might've spent most of the night worrying about Dean's safety now he was worried about showing up empty handed to the nest of an omega he desired, and he had possibly upset the omega the last time they spoke. Thinking quickly Castiel jumped back into the car, Gadreel gave him a concerned look from the SUV on the other side of the road but he waved him off as he dialed his brother's phone number.
“Please, I am asking you brother, is there pie today?”
“Onlyyyyy if you tell me why you're askingggg!” Gabriel sang from the phone. Castiel had to loosen his grip on the phone hearing a little crunching noise coming from where his hand was gripping it.
“It's Dean. I think I angered him somehow.” Castiel heard the muffled laughter of multiple voices and he had to fight the urge to threaten violence. “Gabriel, please.”
“Of course there's pie Cassie I do actually run the bakery, it's not just a front. I'll have it boxed up and waiting for you.” Castiel hung up first this time, once again pressing his luck with the local cops and pushing his foot down harshly on the gas pedal.
The bakery had just opened so of course there was a sea of people Castiel had to wade through to get to his brother. It was also the one time he had decided to park out front for once thinking it might be faster. Now everything seemed to be getting in his way and he was just about to snap when he felt a hand on his shoulder.
“Cass, sale went through. We'll start getting permits as soon as next week.” Luke spun him around, shoving a set of keys into his palm.
“This is good news. We will celebrate later.” Castiel smiled, clapping both his brothers on the back as Gabriel came to join them, handing Cas his pie ‘to go’. He and his brothers had been in a bidding war with a large company over some acres of land with a few cabins and abandoned buildings on it outside of town. It would be the perfect family residence for their pack. Him and his brothers had all already picked out which cabins they wanted and how many changes they wanted to make. Now all he had to worry about was if Dean would like the one he had picked. “Dean…-” On that thought he turned on his heels ignoring the snickering from his brothers, and rushed back out to his car.
When he had the pie safely buckled into the seat next to him he looked down to his phone where he had left it in the car while he was in the bakery and noticed several missed calls. His heart sank to his stomach as he pulled on his seat belt as he pulled out of the parking spot.
“What's wrong?” Castiel demanded, Gadreel was breathing heavily.
“John Winchester is back. I've got a handle on it for now but it wasn't pretty when he first got here-”
“I'll be there soon -” Castiel did throw the phone this time. It landed in the passenger seat though where Gadreel could probably hear him cursing and yelling still.
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Castiel was true to his word, he cut the travel time from the bakery to Dean's house by more than half. When he arrived everything looked normal from the outside, excluding the fact that Gadreel wasn't at his post but Castiel knew he was inside, and just about the only other alpha he'd trust alone with Dean right now. Castiel cursed himself again, he should've known they'd lost track of John when he got the call from his father. He'd never gotten an update from the twins. He would need to deal with them after he knew his omega- Dean, was safe.
Castiel checked his mirrors, put on his gloves, and double checked his weapons before stepping out of the car. He wanted to run in but had to remind himself to keep a level head. Dean had neighbors. Castiel walked up to the door and knocked four times in code for Gadreel. A moment later the door was swinging open.
“Dean?” Castiel asked, pushing into the room forgetting about staying calm the second Dean's scent hit him. It was so sweet, sweeter than when he’d just forgotten his blockers, but musty at the same time, like he was scared, the whiskey sent strongly outlining that vanilla and pie tone. He looked frantically around the room, scenting as he went. Castiel stepped over the lump of John Winchester in the middle of the living room floor and headed towards the kitchen where Dean's scent was strongest.
“Cass! Can you please tell Gadreel to untie my dad?” There he was, a pan of eggs in his hand still wearing Castiel's trench coat. The sight nearly knocked the breath out of the alpha as he stalked forward into the kitchen looking the omega over from head to toe. The bruises on Dean's face looked red again and there was a small splatter of blood on the collar of his coat. Castiel couldn't help his fist from curling at the sight of the liquid. But as he stepped forward and Dean's scent filled his mind, his heartbeat began to even out. Castiel reached his hands out, going to cradle Dean's face, to get a better look at him. Dean flinched at first and Castiel finally understood why, the man tied up in the living room. But Dean came forward the rest of the way, his head tilting to one side as Castiel traced his fingers along his jaw line.
“What?” Castiel wasn't even going to pretend he heard what Dean had said as he got lost in the Omega's green and golden glow. Castiel wanted nothing more right then to lean into those soft pink lips and devour. His eyes traced the movement of Dean's tongue as it shot out and licked across said lips.
“Can you let my dad go?” Dean asked again and this time Castiel heard him and growled. His alpha whispered in the back of his head to pull his gun out right now and kill the bastard.
“No Dean.”
Notes:
Hey guys sorry for the late post, today was busy and sucked. Anyway thank you guys again so much for all of your support! Your comments and kudos really inspire me! I hope you enjoyed another Cas POV chapter, see you on sunday!
Russian Words/Phrases used in this chapter;
-Brvata : The Russian mafia also known as bratva. Basically the russian equalivet for Mob.
-Pakhan : Boss, or head of the Bratva.
Chapter 9
Summary:
TW/ Mild spoilers for this chapter-
John is back and uses some homophobic language and abuses Dean.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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Dean got out of his shower a few minutes after he had started it. Apparently even though he'd just had the best orgasm of his life so far, his body was ready for round two already. His legs were shaky as he walked from the bathroom back to his bedroom. Turns out Gabe didn't know everything, because it was starting to feel like all his omega wanted right now was sex. It definitely didn't have anything to do with the hot alpha who'd recently entered his life. Dean groaned in frustration, thinking about the alpha and how his omega was unhelpfully suggesting the alpha's knot would make him feel a helluva lot better right now.
When he was back in his room he re-dressed, mostly just putting on a fresh pair of briefs and Castiel's coat. His eyes lingering on the bag containing the dildo him and Gabriel had gotten earlier today, or yesterday. He wasn't sure anymore and decided that was probably a good sign he should get some sleep.
He tied the coat close around his body before laying back down on the bed. He buried himself under his two crappy blankets and stared across the room at the bag through a gap in the blankets he made for his eyes.
Dean wasn't a prude, by any means. He'd had plenty of sex with a myriad of people but never on his heat, and he'd never owned a toy before. As his body continued to betray him he let his thoughts wander back to the phone call. When he'd been close he'd imagined Cass not doing something with him, but protecting him. Dean didn't want to analyze that thought too deeply but the reminder of one of the first moments they met had Dean starting to smell the spike in sweetness in the air. The alpha barely even knew his name at that point and he'd murdered multiple people for him, growling the entire time. Dean's dick twitched impatiently again and he sighed, rolling out of bed and grabbing the dildo.
His hands shakily inserted the batteries as he walked back to the bed. The dildo immediately started humming and Dean scrambled to turn it off. Not knowing why, he wanted to start without any mechanical components. He sighed a breath of relief when he figured out how to work the settings. He laughed a little when he tossed the object onto the bed and it bounced slightly. But then his whole body was on fire again and he was ripping his underwear off and putting Castiel's coat at the top of his makeshift nest. There he'd be able to smell what little of Cass’s scent was left as he shoved his face into it, his ass unashamedly in the air as he grabbed the dildo again.
He pressed the tip of the dildo to his hole, shuddering at the coldness of the object wishing it belonged to a warm, real, and dark haired alpha. Dean hissed as he pushed it forward. He probably should've spent some time adjusting himself but his body was demanding he be filled as quickly as possible. He was at least absolutely soaking wet again thinking about the gruff voice of Castiel from earlier. Dean wanted to know what Cass looked like when he was talking like that, falling apart and panting Dean's name.
Dean was panting Castiel's name again once the dildo was fully inside of him. He was grateful he hadn't picked the bigger one Gabriel had suggested as his hole clenched around the object. It wasn't everything he wanted but in his rush it was definitely satisfying his inner omega for the moment. He closed his eyes and inhaled the lingering alpha scent on the coat as he started to move his free hand around to his dick.
Turning the dildo on so it was vibrating caused a pleased yelp to escape him. The dildo started buzzing the second his hand had clasped around his dick and he bit his lip. His hips started to move as well, thrusting into the fist he was making over his bed. He spread his legs wider, images of Castiel filling his head, filling him. Dean's body was clenching around the dildo now. He bit down on the coat in his face trying to prevent the moan that wanted to come out of him as his dick throbbed happily in his hand. His fingers clasped harder on his cock as he felt his body stiffen, climbing impossibly closer to the top of the mountain. He wanted nothing more than to call Castiel back and hear that deep voice again. But there was no way he'd reach his phone in time. His orgasm surprised him, his body immediately relaxing as he came hard in his palm, hips jolting shakily as he crashed face down onto his mattress. He felt the warm fire of his orgasm travel from the length of his shaft back through his body and around the rim of his ass as the dildo vibrated relentlessly now slightly uncomfortable that he had finished. He pulled the object out and turned it off, his hands shaking and his arms weak. He grumbled when he remembered there was a knotting function that he forgot to use. But a part of him knew it probably wouldn't feel the same anyway.
A few minutes later Dean dragged himself back to the bathroom. He cleaned up quickly and stuck his head under the faucet to get a drink of water before returning to his bedroom. He put Castiel's coat back on and smiled as he curled back up into his blanket pile, knowing that the alpha said he'd be coming soon. His body was satisfied for now but completely exhausted, his limbs aching and sore. He had no issues falling asleep as he hugged himself, sniffing the coat one last time before the world went dark.
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Dean startled awake, his eyes blinking open slowly, unsure of what woke him. Suddenly his heartbeat increased, his eyes widening. He began to pull the blankets around him closer, trying to slink further back into the closet. The familiar smell of angry alpha filling his nostrils.
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Dean heard the yell coming from the front of the house. Heavy footsteps started stomping towards his bedroom and Dean quickly grabbed the dildo he had forgotten about last night before he fell asleep. He shoved it under his mattress and cringed when a second later his door slammed open. Something small hit the back of his head and Dean immediately knew what it was as the sound of a pill bottle hit the floor and scattered the pills all over the room. “Why are you wasting our money on this shit if you're not even going to take them?”
“I'm sorry sir. I didn't have enough money on time-” Dean was cut off by a fist to the face. He fell down hard. Normally he could take it pretty good but with his heat and everything else that had happened recently his body gave up entirely.
“What are you fucking wearing? Why does it smell like another Alpha in here? Are you whoring yourself out for money?” John dragged him up to his knees by gripping the collar of the trench coat. Dean almost wanted to fight back just for that but he knew now would not be the time for that. His legs and arms were shaky and sore already, John’s scent over powering him and making him want to disappear.
“It's Gabriel's brother-” Another punch and his vision went black for a moment. Dean could feel the blood dripping out of his nose now. He reopened his eyes, his hands coming up to try and block the next punch but failing.
“Don't talk back to me I don't care what you do with that fa-” the moment Dean was able to pick his head back up from the last blow was when he noticed a stranger in the doorway to his room, and suddenly there were two angry alpha scents swirling around. Gadreel had stepped up behind his father silently, holding a handgun.
“No don't -” Dean begged as Gadreel held his gun up to his father's temple. John took the moment of hesitation to try and disarm Gadreel but the newcomer was quicker and soon had John pinned to the ground, his gun was abandoned and Gadreel was punching his face in. Dean scrambled from where he had been kneeling and grabbed Gadreel's wrist before it could strike his father again. “Please- he's my dad.” Dean pleaded again.
Gadreel growled looking down at John who's eyes just rolled to the back of his head as he passed out.
“Fine, but only because Alpha Castiel is coming to finish the job. And I will tie him up now.” Gadreel's accent was thick and Dean figured that had something to do with the anger that he could still smell coming off of the alpha. Dean released the man's wrist gently and quickly walked over to grab some more clothes realizing he was still only in Cass's coat and his briefs. As he dressed, Gadreel rolled his father over and zip tied his hands and feet together. The omega was appreciative that the alpha was obviously averting his eyes from him while he dressed. Dean flinched when he heard his dad groan as the alpha lifted John over his shoulder to move them out into the living room.
“I really don't think those are necessary…” Dean commented, following closely behind the alpha. Remembering a time before he'd presented where John had taught him and Sammy how to break out of zip ties. Not that the drunk probably remembered that now. Dean jumped when Gadreel unceremoniously dropped his dad onto the floor.
“He was going to kill you Dean.” Gadreel snapped back. The way the alpha reached out after Dean had sunk back from him told Dean that he was sorry for the aggressive response.
“I would've been fine. It was my fault for forgetting my suppressants, he hates my smell when I'm in heat.” Dean reasoned, choosing to stand on the other side of the living room as Gadreel sat on a chair next to the front window where he could look outside. He'd been holding a phone up to his ear and re-dialing someone constantly since they walked into the living room. Dean really didn't need the Russian Mafia knowing how much he and his father fought, or how many times he'd covered up a black eye.
“Most fathers would make sure their children are cared for during such a vulnerable time, not nearly beat them to death.” Gadreel spoke, pinching the brim of his nose as he did so.
“Do you want some tissues? I can go grab some when I reapply my blockers, I know I stink right now…” Dean rambled, inching closer to the hallway leading to the bathroom.
“Dean, you smell amazing, that is why I need the tissues. So that my boss does not kill me when he finally gets here.” Dean didn't really believe him but either way he still ran off to wash the blood off his face and reapply his blockers. When he heard voices coming from the living room he rushed back out with a half used box of tissues in hand. “Just slide the box over.” Gadreel said, holding up his hand to stop Dean as he entered the living room.
“Who are you telling my-” John had started to speak from where he laid on the floor at Gadreel's feet.
“Shut up blyat!” Gadreel cursed, kicking his foot into John's stomach.
“Are you fu-” He began to talk again and Gadreel kicked him in the face. After that Dean couldn't see John moving anymore from where he was standing at the edge of the room. Gadreel looked back over to him and waved for Dean to toss him the box of tissues. After that the room was filled with silence excluding the sound of the alpha pulling tissues out of the box and stuffing them quickly into his nose. Dean stood there awkwardly, not really sure what to do, Gadreel said Castiel would be there soon so he figured he just had to wait. The alpha continued to stare out the window silently when Dean heard a loud, and long grumble from the man's stomach.
“Huh, a bit hungry?” Dean laughed moving to the kitchen, the area only separated by an island.The alpha didn't answer him, instead picking up his phone that had started ringing.
There was a pause and then Gadreel was responding to someone.
“John Winchester is back. I've got a handle on it for now but it wasn't pretty when he first got here-”
Another pause and then Dean could hear a string of Russian words being yelled angrily from the phone. He knew that voice anywhere, Dean couldn't help it if he wandered out a little further into the living room until Gadreel held up his hand again. Gadreel hung up the phone and looked back out the window.
“Alpha Castiel will be here very soon now.” He confirmed what Dean had assumed. Dean nodded his head and peeked down at his dad, at least from where he was standing now he could tell John was still breathing.
“I'm going to cook you some eggs if that's okay. I hate to see anyone hungry, and I make a mean scramble if I do say so-” Dean smiled as the alpha seemed to perk up a little. Something deep inside of Dean was thrilled that he could help.
“Da, thank you omega Dean.” Gadreel beamed at him before going to stare out the window again. Dean got to work on the eggs and had just finished frying them up when there was a screeching of tires outside, and the sound of four knocks on the newly installed door.
“Dean?” He heard the unmistakable voice from the front door and he turned around. As if the rest of the world forgot to load, all Dean could focus on was Cas. He was walking towards him, eyes glazed over in a way that made the blue sharper. For a moment all he could smell was anger but then like a smack to the face he smelled fresh rain like he was floating on a cloud. Dean inhaled happily and leaned his head into one of Cas's hands as it cradled his face. The warm fingers suddenly made him forget about the fresh pain in his nose. Because Cas was clearly here to fix everything, Dean repeated his question.
“Can you let my dad go?” Castiel's growl in response brought him back to the real world.
“No Dean.” There was a part of Dean that liked the way Castiel was looking at him and the way his voice demanded submission. Instead Dean walked across the kitchen and grabbed a fork, and a knife. He walked past Castiel without a word and marched right up to Gadreel who covered his nose with his hand. Dean handed the other alpha the handle of the frying pan and the small fork. While Gadreel had his hands full and Castiel was still silently watching him, Dean crouched down over his dad and quickly sliced the zip ties off from his hands and feet.
Gadreel apparently didn't immediately notice like Castiel. Instead Gadreel let out a happy hum after taking a bite of the eggs given to him. But Castiel pulled his gun out from behind his suit jacket.
“I can't just let you kill my dad Cas! He's family!” Dean was just about ready to throw his body over said man but John was more awake than he had been letting on. John quickly flipped Dean over, swiping the steak knife Dean had used to cut him free and pressing it to Dean's throat as he stood up using Dean as a shield.
“Dad-” John pressed the knife closer to his throat.
“Shut up, I don't care about your fucking boyfriend or your problems. You're going to be a good bitch and get us out of here. Then we'll go somewhere you can't cause anymore problems.” Dean gulped, starting to hear his own heartbeat in his ears as his dad slowly walked them back to the door. The way Cass was looking at him, gun unmoving made him want to fight back. But his omega whined, the sound escaping his lips, at the idea of betraying his own father. He knew he could escape John's hold, who was clearly underestimating him, and the way Castiel's eyes were pleading with him told him that Cas knew as well.
“Dean please-” Castiel whispered and Dean's heart ached like it was reaching out for him. At the same time that his heart ached for Castiel, his body ached as he disobeyed his father. Quickly, Dean twisted in John's grip and turned to tackle him to the ground. He slammed the older alpha's wrist against the floor, getting him to drop the knife and the moment it was dislodged he heard a gun clicking behind him.
“Stop! Don't hurt him!” Dean yelled back at Castiel snapping at him.
“I'm not solnyshko, I promise…” Castiel leaned down to where Dean was holding his father down. He took hold of where Dean let him go. Gadreel was there soon after replacing the zip ties Dean had broken before. John was cursing at him, screaming and Dean felt the tears starting in the corner of his eyes. A sob broke through him as his father continued to snap and scream into the room. Dean's stomach felt like it was twisting into knots, and he felt sick. “He is why your mother is dead.” Castiel spoke, his arms coming to wrap around Dean from behind hesitantly. Dean leaned his back into Castiel's chest, trying to understand what Cas had just said. His deep voice cut through the vulgar yelling coming from his father. Castiel gently placed his hand over the area he had injured Dean just the other day. The physical touch from the alpha settled his stomach almost immediately.
“What- what do you mean?” Dean sniffled, still trying to hide his tears from the rest of the room even though it was very obvious Cas was aware that he was crying now. Cas’s head pressed lightly against his back as Dean leaned on him for support.
“Don't you fucking believe a word he says-”John's shouting got cut off with a grunt. Dean turned around, reluctantly moving out of Castiel's arms, he panicked seeing Gadreel retracting his fist from John's stomach where he'd just punched him. Castiel muttered something to Gadreel in Russian and Gadreel's face turned red with anger.
“He was beating the shit out of omega Dean when-” Castiel cut him off with another short jab in Russian and even though he didn't understand it Dean still lowered his head submissively.
“Gadreel is going to take your father somewhere safe, come with me, we have a lot to discuss.” Castiel's hand reached for Dean's and the omega wanted nothing more in that moment. Gadreel leaned down and whispered something into John's ear and suddenly the man was done yelling.
“Thank you for the food omega Dean.” Gadreel nodded towards Dean and Castiel as he yanked John off the floor. The two walked out of the apartment and across the street to Gadreel's SUV before Dean released his breath. Castiel was still gripping his hand and when Dean could no longer see his father's face he turned to see those sharp blue eyes staring into his soul. Dean's skin burned where their hands made contact, his body demanded more. His chest felt hollow, and Cas looked like he could very easily fill that gap. Dean released his hand and instead flung his arms around the alpha's neck, not caring that the man still had a loaded gun in one of his hands. All Dean needed right now was Castiel's warm arms wrapping around him and making his body forget all of his aches and pains, including the emotional injuries he just obtained.
“Do you trust me?” Castiel whispered in his ear as Dean tightened his arms around the alpha. Dean's heart melted as he felt the alpha gripping him back just as tightly.
“Shit I don't know why but yes.” Dean laughed despite the tears still falling. Castiel hummed like he understood, his nose pressing into Dean's scent gland. For a moment Dean froze, feeling Cas’s warm breath over his neck. Dean's eyes widened and his breath hitched but a moment later Castiel had picked him up again and was walking him out of the apartment. Dean, feeling embarrassed and hoping no one from the bar could see this, buried his head into Cas’s neck, finding comfort in the musty rain and pine needle smell there. Dean reopened his eyes when Cas placed him into the passenger seat of a car he was unfamiliar with. And a moment later Dean huffed in amusement as Castiel smiled at him placing a box into his lap.
“I bought this for you.” Castiel closed the door and walked around to the driver's side. When he opened the door and sat down he smiled again knowing the scent he was smelling now wasn't from the bakery.
“I'm sorry Cass-” Dean spoke while clutching onto the box from the bakery. “I know how this looks, but you have to understand he's my dad. He's doing the best he can.”
“ I understand Dean, my dad also is not good at communicating.” Castiel paused here thinking of everything he needed to do for his-the omega. “But there is more that you don't understand.” Castiel was struggling to think straight, once again in a small space with the omega, who was now in heat and clearly going through a lot of different emotions.
“You said something in there about him and my mom, what did you mean?” Dean asked while he stared at the alpha's hands, gripping tightly around the steering wheel.
“We will talk about it later when we get home.” Dean knew it was probably a language problem, Cas’s accent had thickened the second they were in the car again but his mind couldn't help but enjoy the way he made it sound like they shared a home. Dean glanced back down to the pie in his lap and couldn't fight the blush in his cheeks as he remembered their phone call from a few hours ago. “Here, eat please…” Castiel tapped the box with his hand lightly and Dean dared to glance back up at him.
“Yes, alpha.”
Notes:
Hello again! Thank you guys for reading, I hope you enjoy and have a pleasant day! Next chapter we get to see if Dean likes the house Cas picked ;)
Russian words/Phrases used in this chapter;
-Blyad : Blyad is the Russian word for whore. Also expresses an exclamation like fuck. (Used here as the expletive).
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
Chapter 10
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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Dean would be lying if he said he was trying to hold back his moans as he bit into the pie Cas had bought him. Especially when he noticed Cas glancing over at him, and then readjusting himself as the smell of pine trees filled the car.
“Dean…” Castiel practically growled.
“Hmmm?” Dean answered, humming around a mouthful of pie, knowing full well what Cas was trying to address.
“You are making it very difficult for me not to do inappropriate things to you.” Dean nearly choked on his mouthful, not expecting the alpha to be so blunt.
“Sorry alpha…” Dean smiled despite the apology, feeling a little proud of himself. Dean was definitely feeling the full effects of his heat now. His body felt entirely too warm, other parts of him were slicker than normal. He also thought about how ten minutes ago he had been crying and now he really felt sorry for the rollercoaster he was taking the alpha on. As if Cas could read his mind the Alpha gently placed his hand on Dean's thigh as he drove them down the quiet forest lined road. Dean's omega purred, and he felt it in his chest then Cas began to make little soothing circles with his thumb. Dean struggled to think of the last time someone had touched him so gently. Dean set the pie aside not really feeling like eating right now. “So where are we going?”
“Luke, Gabriel and myself bought some land. The sale went through today. I want to see if you like the house I chose. If you do, you can stay there for the rest of your heat…” Castiel paused, his hand gripping Dean's thigh with a little squeeze. “And after, if you want.”
Dean gulped audibly, and he immediately regretted it, seeing the worry flash across Cas’s face. He didn't know why he couldn't say it out loud, maybe it was because they'd literally just met the other day and Cas was asking Dean to live with him. But Dean's instincts were screaming at him to say yes.
“You don't have to answer me now. Sorry I am making, fast moves…” Castiel stumbled through the sentence clearly nervous and failing to find the right words. He started to pull his hand away from Dean's thigh and the omega caught it with his, interlocking their fingers. Castiel smiled at the action and released a huff of breath at Dean's smiling face.
“One day at a time, yeah?” Dean thought of Bobby as he spoke, squeezing Cas’s hand trying to be reassuring but reasonable unlike his inner omega.
“Da, okay I like this answer.” Castiel took their entwined hands and pressed a kiss to the back of Dean's hand. The rest of the ride out of town Dean spent in a concentrated silence. His hormones were really trying to get the better of him. His mind kept going back to the horrible things his father had said and what Castiel hadn't told him yet. Then his mind wandered to his brother and how he'd have to tell him about this fight. And then Castiel was squeezing his hand and kissing it again, his lips lingering a little longer than the last kiss.
“So how long have you been in America?” Dean asked, trying to quiet his thoughts, and potentially get to know the alpha he was lusting after.
“Mmm a few months now.”
“Your English is actually really good then.” Dean smiled again, it wasn't hard imagining Cas being a little bit of a nerd like his brother.
“Luke does not agree. We arrived at similar times. We of course study before this, but not really. He had serious injuries and I only trusted one family doctor at the time.” Castiel's scent started to change and Dean rested his head back, listening to the alpha talk as his nostrils filled with the musty scent of rain.
“Was it Anna?” Dean asked, he liked Anna, she was a bit of an abrasive person but so were Cas and his brothers in their own ways.
“Da, she has been with my family for a long time. And when she had a falling out with my father I did not listen to her like I should.” Dean scented the sadness and felt bad for prying, quickly trying to think of a way to change the subject.
“It's uh- really beautiful all the way out here.” Dean stated as they turned off the paved road and began driving down a gravel one.
“Yes, it is now.” Cas smiled over at him and Dean chuckled seeing the silliness in Castiel's glance. “Excuse me, I must call my brothers.” Dean nodded and looked out the window again as the alpha grabbed his phone. The trees here were growing further apart and bigger like the land had been worked. A few log cabin type buildings were scattered about along with some other more worn down looking buildings and in stark contrast a couple of very nice houses as well.
“Luke, yes Dean is alright.” There was a pause and Dean despite his manners couldn't help but try and listen. “I'm taking him to the cabin. Will you and Gabriel meet me later at your house?” Dean felt a little frustrated hearing Luke responding in Russian. But at the same time he blushed knowing that meant Cas was speaking in English for Dean's sake. “When Gadreel is back, have him join us, yes?”
“okay okay- hello Dean! I hope you enjoy your heat!”
“Zamolchi!” Castiel said and quickly hung up the phone. Dean blushed but he laughed. Cas turned down another gravel road that looked more like a narrow driveway.
“Would you teach me some Russian?” Dean asked hopefully. He hated sitting down and studying but if Cas was involved maybe he would pay more attention then he did in any of his high school Spanish classes.
“Of course solnyshko- also we are here.” Castiel released Dean's hand and the omega grumbled but was quickly distracted as they rounded a curve in the driveway.
What had been being blocked from a grove of trees was a sturdy looking single story log cabin. In the front of the house was a small porch and a couple of windows looking out over the forest. As they pulled up along the house Dean could see a space around the back of the house for a garden and what looked like a small dock leading out to a pond.
“This is- Cas you'd tell me if I died back there and this was actually heaven right?” Dean joked but when he looked back over to the alpha in the driver's seat as he parked the car Dean thought this might actually be heaven. Cas was staring at him with a huge smile on his face stretching out those full lips as his blue eyes glimmered in the soft light filtered through the trees around them.
“You haven't seen inside yet Dean.” Castiel reminded him and Dean moved to get out of the car quickly. Surely if the outside looked like all of his HGTV wet dreams the inside was probably just as perfect. Dean hopped out of the car a little too quickly, forgetting all of his injuries. He winced and Cas shot him a concerned glance but Dean waved him off as he rushed up to the front porch.
“You can't keep carrying me everywhere, I'll forget how to walk.” Dean winked as he waited as patiently as possible for Cas to unlock the door to let them inside.
“This sounds like a challenge.” Castiel reached around Dean as he walked up to the door. Pressing the omega into the wooden surface. Dean's body immediately reacted to the closeness and he saw Castiel notice. Dean's face heated with blush but he was feeling brave as the alpha growled next to his ear, leaning his head down to smell Dean.
“Cas…” Dean couldn't help pressing his hips forward when Cas stuck his thigh in-between Dean's legs.
“Dean-” Castiel sounded like he was in physical pain and Dean desperately wanted to take care of him. “Not yet Dean.” Cas traced his lips so lightly over Dean's scent gland it sent chills all the way down his body. Dean actually whimpered when he heard the door unlocking behind him but a moment later he gasped in surprise as Castiel's hands wrapped around the back of his thighs right under his ass and lifted him up. For a man that was basically the same height as him, Cas was surprisingly strong. Dean made a mental note to get a good look at the arms currently holding him whenever he could get the alpha out of his suit jacket. The alpha stared into his eyes as he walked them over the threshold and Dean completely forgot how much he wanted to look around a moment ago, his eyes instead solely focused on the alpha's. Dean didn't care what the alpha said, he was done waiting. Dean locked his legs around Castiel's hips and rolled his own. Cas moaned as he kicked the door closed behind them.
Leaning his head forward Dean rested his forehead against Cas’s, their breathing both coming out hot and strained as Dean continued to roll his hips, licking his lips as he stared into the alpha's eyes.
“Dean- please…please let me kiss you.” Dean didn't wait to give the alpha permission, instead leaning forward himself and crashing their lips together. Dean's stomach fluttered as the softness of the alphas lips filled his senses. Castiel's lips crushed his, both of their tongues sliding out to taste each other. It was rushed and their teeth clashed a few times but all Dean cared about was how right, how warm and good this felt. His teeth caught Cas’s lower lip and pulled slightly resulting in a growl from the alpha that traveled from Cas’s mouth straight through Dean's mouth and down to his dick. Dean moaned and sucked Cas’s lower lip into his mouth as he unlocked his legs and slid slowly out of the alpha's grasp.
Releasing Dean's legs Cas’s hands came up to cradle Dean's face as their kiss deepened. Dean felt his slick the moment he could smell it as well. Apple pie and burning whiskey barrels filling the room around them. Dean knew Cas smelled him as well and at first Dean went to apologize but then Cas was pulling back from their kiss, eyes red and licking his lips.
“Solnyshko…” the alpha partitioned his words with hungry kisses. “You-are-very-difficult-to resist.” Dean laughed but quickly got distracted as he pulled away from Cas’s lips, his eyes locking onto the skin just above the alpha's collar.
“Cas?” Dean's lips traced a hungry trail from the alpha's lips, along his jawline and down his throat. “What is this?” Dean asked as his lips traced gently over what appeared to be the beginning of a tattoo. The alpha did something unexpected then, tilting his head to the side and bearing his neck to Dean. One hand leaving the Omega's face to unbutton the first on his button down.
“Angel wings, two starting on my neck, more on my back.” Castiel replied calmly like he hadn't just sent a river flowing out of Dean. Castiel noticed the change in Dean's scent and as the Omega was rubbing his face into the alpha's neck, enjoying the scent and scenery the alpha growled again. Dean gasped in surprise when Cas grabbed him by his hips and spun him on the spot. Immediately Dean melted into Castiel's chest, enjoying the warmth and the feeling of the very obvious boner he had given the alpha.
“Cas…” Dean whispered as he rolled his hips backwards enjoying the vocal responses he was getting from the alpha. Dean gasped as Cas slipped his hand under the brim of his shirt. Warm fingers slowly traced their way up from his hip bone to his nipples. Cas left his right hand on Dean's hip and ground his erection forward into Dean's backside. Humming happily as Dean threw his head back. There was nothing in the world Dean's omega wanted right now more than Cas’s knot.
“Good, Dean just let go. Let me take care of you…” Castiel's fingers gently teased at his nipples the sensation almost too much as Dean registered the words.
“Mmm ‘kay-” Dean shuddered as Cas let his hand on Dean's hip wander lower towards the Omega's pants zipper. Dean's eyes shot open as his heart raced in his chest. The house was weirdly empty around them, a few pieces of furniture covered with white drop cloths. But he didn't have time to think about it for very long as the alpha’s fingers dragged across the skin along his chest moving to circle his other nipple, the one left behind still tingling from the attention.
“Dean, let go-” Castiel repeated, and Dean couldn't help but relax his shoulders. He leaned back into the alpha the moment he felt warm but delicate fingers combing through his pubic hair on a path to his destruction.
“Yes alpha.” Dean purred back, closing his eyes again, the sensation of Castiel's fingers circling and pinching his nipple sending jolts all the way through his body. The moment Castiel's hand made contact with the base of his cock Dean saw stars. The alpha's hand was so warm and big as it wrapped around him hungrily. Dean's hips rolled back onto the alpha and Castiel moaned behind him only adding to Dean's pleasure. The alpha stroked him slowly for a few tormenting moments before his hand released. Dean immediately whined but Castiel's fingers only went lower into the absolute mess of slick coming out of him.
“Fuck…Dean -” Castiel's hand came back up to wrap around Dean's cock, this time wet and coated in the Omega's slick. Dean felt a chill shoot down his spine as Castiel buried his face into the crook of his neck, licking along the vein there and inhaling deeply where Dean knew all that was coming out right now was the scent of his arousal. The alpha gently pressed soft but wet kisses to the skin there. Castiel's hand was moving so languidly on his dick but the light pinches and flicks on his nipples kept sending jolts through his body. A light chill breezed across his abdomen as Castiel grunted and pushed Dean's shirt up. Dean's knees nearly gave out as the alpha bit down on the bunched up fabric near his shoulder, from his nipples down to his happy trail now exposed to the empty house in front of them. His skin felt over heated but exposed now as the alpha went back to teasing him, his wrist slowly jerking him off.
“Cas please -” Dean was not opposed to begging at this point. His hole was literally aching with need as he felt the alpha's still clothed erection pressing into him from behind.
“Please what?” Castiel responded through gritted teeth. His hand squeezing Dean's cock at the tip a little bit more on his next down stroke.
“Cas, I need you.” Dean rolled his hips back again really hoping Castiel wouldn't make him say it. Even the thought had a blush creeping down his neck all the way through his chest.
“Mmm, you want me to fuck you omega?” Dean almost lost it at just the statement. Castiel's deep voice vibrating through his bones. As if Castiel knew, his hand on Dean's cock slowed its motions.
“Mm yeah, yes-” Was all Dean could manage to say right now as his head started to spin. Castiel finished unzipping Dean's jeans, pushing them lower while abandoning his quest to overstimulate Dean's nipples. Dean's heart jumped into his throat as he felt Cas’s fingers drag his briefs down past his ass cheeks.
“I will, but not yet-” Castiel finally spoke again, and despite the alluring voice Dean moaned in frustration. But a moment later he was crying out in surprise as he felt a warm finger slipping in-between his ass cheeks sliding smoothly into his slick. As the digit slipped down to his entrance Cas’s breath hitched behind him. “Open your eyes-” Cas demanded as Dean bucked his hips forward into Castiel's fist. His eyes opened, turning his head back over his shoulder to kiss the man behind him as he felt the finger slowly sliding past his rim.
It was Castiel's turn to bite Dean's lip as the Omega panted open mouthed into their kiss. Dean's voice cracked in his throat when Castiel's hand left his dick moving back up to his face. Dean's eyes opened wider as the alpha gripped his jaw firmly, adjusting his head to look towards the left side of the room. Dean could feel his heart beat under Castiel's finger tips as the alpha began to slowly push his finger in and out of his hole, curving the digit slightly, searching and learning.
“Do you see that couch?” Castiel grunted behind Dean, the sound of his voice just barely covering the obscene sound of Dean's wetness taking Castiel's finger inside of him.
“Mmh” was all Dean could manage right now. His right hand coming back to grip behind himself a the alphas waist, trying to push their bodies closer together..
“When your heat is over, I'm going to fuck you there…” Dean's breath froze in his throat as Cas turned his head over to look at the far side of the room where it connected to a kitchen. Dean's knees really did shake this time as he felt a second finger pressing into him. “That table…” Dean's breath hitched, his cock abandoned in favor of Cas giving him the best house tour he's ever had. “I’m going to bend you over it and please you there, then hand feed you pie…” Dean's entire body felt like it was on fire as Cas turned his head towards a closed door straight ahead of them. His dick throbbing in want as Cas’s fingers hit the bundle of nerves inside of him. Dean gasped at the feeling, his own hand coming up to take over where Cas had abandoned his dick. Cas groaned in approval behind him before he spoke again. “In there-” Cas’s voice was all gravel now as he dragged his fingers out and slammed them back in, his fingers intentionally stroking over that spot inside of Dean that had him drooling. “That's our bedroom…I will lay you down and kiss every inch of your body, I will learn what makes you happy and make love to you.” Dean started stroking his dick faster as Castiel's hand loosened on his chin, his hand instead gently slipping down to his throat.
“I’m gonna-” Dean's breath hitched in his throat when Cas’s hand tightened a little bit over his throat.
“Let go solnyshko -” Castiel encouraged, his fingers stayed inside of the omega tracing relentlessly over his prostate in agonizing pleasure. Cass tilted Dean's head to the side as he spoke, lapping his tongue over the scent gland there. It didn't take much more than that. Dean's whole body was shaking and ready to crumble, his nipples still overly sensitive from earlier, his dick happily throbbing in his hand, his ass pushing backwards into Castiel's hand. A chill ran through him as Cas’s tongue traced along his neck and suddenly he was coming, his whole body felt electric.
He closed his eyes, his free hand about to go to his mouth where he could bite down on his fist. But behind him Castiel growled and Dean dropped his arm, instinctively obeying the alpha. He leaned back into Castiel fully letting Cas hold him up basically by just his throat and the hand pushing into him. Dean's heart fluttered in his chest as he clenched around the fingers inside of him. Dean finally listened to the alpha fully, his shoulders slouching gently and his breath coming out heavy, it felt like his soul was at ease being wrapped up in the alpha's arms and overwhelming scent. Years of worry and anxiety felt like it was melting out of him as Cas whispered and growled in his ear. His hips jutted forward into his fist as he breathed out shaky and slow. Hot cum poured out of him as Castiel plastered wet open mouth kisses all along his neck.
“Da, solnyshko- good Dean let go…” Castiel's fingers slowed as Dean moaned through the rest of his release, his breath coming out shakily as Cas held him up against his chest.
“Holy shit Cas-” Dean huffed a small laugh as his heartbeat returned to normal. “Uh where's the bathroom?” Dean asked, looking down at his hand as his now flaccid dick slipped out of his cum covered fist. Dean couldn't help the blush that returned to his face as Cas pulled his fingers out of him with a loud wet sound. That same hand came up around Dean's front and grabbed the fist covered in Dean's release. Dean stopped breathing for a second as Cas brought the hand up to his mouth over Dean's shoulder and dragged his tongue along his palm.
“Dean- you taste as good as you smell.” Castiel moaned as he sucked one of Dean's fingers into his mouth. If Dean literally hadn't just come he's pretty confident he would've in that moment, watching Cas lick a mixture of cum and Dean's slick off of their hands. Dean spun around out of the alpha's hold, pressing their chest together, his free hand shakily moving to Castiel's belt. Dean swallowed the excess saliva in his mouth as his eyes caught sight of the clear outline of Castiel's erection underneath his suit pants. He was about ready to rip the alpha's pants off when said alpha stopped him, Cas’s hand closing around Dean's wrist. “You don't have to do anything for me Dean…” Castiel leaned forward, his head tilting up just a little bit to press a gentle kiss against Dean's lips. The omega breathed a soft moan into the kiss, fighting the urge to deepen it so he could answer Cas.
“I want to Cas” Dean slid his tongue into the alpha's mouth as his hand continued to undo Castiel's belt. When the buckle was out of the way he quickly unbuttoned and then lowered the zipper.
“Dean…I am barely maintaining my control.” Castiel's words whispered against Dean's lips and the omega laughed lightly.
“Take your own advice and let go.” Dean couldn't help his curiosity as his hand made contact with the head of Castiel's dick. He looked down and moaned seeing the exposed skin, a bead of precum leaking from the head. Dean licked his lips and pushed Castiel backwards into the front door. Cas growled and Dean sank down to his knees. Dean's inner Omega purred as his hand angled Cas’s dick towards his lips.
“Dean…” Castiel's voice shook but the string of Russian words that followed the omega's name only encouraged him further. Dean's tongue darted out again, tasting the small bead of precum. Cas was salty and warm, his dick twitching up as Dean licked the liquid into his mouth. Dean tilted his head to the side and dragged his tongue all the way down the underside of Cas’s length. The omega jumped a little when he heard a thud against the wood of the door. But when his eyes darted upwards he saw Castiel's head had fallen backwards exposing his neck, his head resting against the door. Dean's eyes locked in on the alpha's adams apple bobbing as he gulped in response to Dean's tongue pressing roughly against the vein along the underside of his shaft.
Dean's hands came up to grip Castiel's hips as he dragged his tongue back up the length of Cas’s dick. His mouth slowly parted when he reached the head. Slowly, savouring the feeling of the alpha sliding into his mouth Dean pressed his mouth forward. Castiel's head snapped forward, his eyes flicking down to look at the omega. Dean couldn't help that the corners of his lips twitched upwards when he saw the desire in the alpha's eyes, glowing red. Castiel's hands started to reach out for Dean's head and Dean hummed in satisfaction as he felt the alpha's hands at the back of his head, sliding through his hair.
The noise seemed to deeply affect Castiel, the alpha digging his fingers into Dean's hair aggressively. Dean repeated the noise as he pressed his lips into the pubic hair around the base of the alpha's cock. Dean's throat clenched when the alpha's hips pressed forward lightly, testing. Dean felt a surge of pride as he managed to hold back his gag reflex and looked up again to see the alpha's eyes staring into him.
“Fuck-Dean…” the alpha gasped, his right hand pressing Dean's head down onto his dick. His left hand coming over to Dean's lips tracing the way they wrapped around him. Dean couldn't help but moan again as Cas dragged his finger through the saliva building up around his mouth. This resulted in Cas's fingers tightening at the back of his head and his hips thrusting forward.
Dean swallowed around Cas’s dick as it pushed further back into his mouth. Dean couldn't fight back the gag this time as Cas pressed his face into his groin. Cas’s hands immediately lifted from the back of his head but Dean continued to slide his lips back and forth along the warm dick in his mouth. All around him Dean could smell pine needles and rain. He dragged his lips back to the tip, his tongue swirling around the head as his eyes flicked back up to the alpha. There he saw Castiel staring at him again, teeth bared and panting.
“Dean, I'm about to-” Dean grabbed Cas’s hand that had been tracing around his lips where their bodies were currently joined. He shoved the hand to the back of his head and began sinking his mouth further back down the shaft. Bobbing his head up and down as fast as he could while Castiel moaned above him, his hands gripping the back of his head. Dean heard the thump on the door again and felt Castiel's hips starting to thrust. Dean was halfway back to hard himself as Cas held his head still, his hips thrusting his cock in and out of the Omega's lips. A long rambling of Russian words came tumbling out of the alpha's mouth at the same time that Dean felt a hot stream of cum coat the back of his throat. Dean sucked hard on Castiel's head, enjoying the way it made Cas twitch above him. Eventually Dean let the alpha's cock slowly slip out of his mouth licking teasingly at the alphas knot, after Dean had swallowed every last drop that he could.
“Cas-” Dean huffed, leaning back still on his knees, watching Castiel run his hand through his hair and catch his breath. Cas brought his hand back up to Dean's face, his finger tracing a line of saliva and cum that had dripped out of the Omega's mouth. Slowly he pushed the liquid coated finger into Dean's mouth. Dean opened his mouth immediately, licking the finger clean without a word. This resulted in a loud growl to come thundering out of the alpha. Castiel hurriedly leaned down, both of his hands cupping the sides of Dean's face.
“Such a good omega-” Castiel whispered against Dean's lips before he kissed him again. Dean's mouth opened, immediately wanting to taste the alpha again. Cas’s tongue eagerly explored his mouth as his hands lowered and wrapped around Dean's chest, lifting him back up to his feet. Dean wobbled a little as he suddenly felt a little light headed. Castiel sensed the pause and pulled away from their kiss. “Dean? What's wrong?” Castiel's arms tightened around him as Dean lost his balance completely, his vision going black for a moment but it just as quickly returned.
“S’ nothin…just got a little light headed.” Dean smiled at the alpha, trying to lean back in for another kiss. But Castiel had other plans because soon Dean was being carried again and he rolled his eyes. “I promise I'm good-” Dean laughed but still he took the opportunity to nuzzle his face into the crook of the alpha's neck. The laugh died in his chest when he realized Cas was scenting him, their scents mixing happily around them as Cas walked them over to the couch. “What are you doing Cas?” Dean asked, starting to scent the alpha back instinctively.
“Oh…” Cas’s eyes went wide and he drew his head back looking into Dean's eyes while tilting his head. “I'm sorry Dean, I need to go get us supplies and I…” Cas’s face turned a light pink and Dean felt his stomach flutter again. The alpha gently placed him down on the couch, kneeling in front of him, in-between his legs. “I feel very protective of you, if anyone were to come while I was gone…I want them to know your mine.” Dean's omega just about went belly up inside of him but Dean decided to fight it.
“You can't leave, I need you.” Dean interlocked their fingers together over his thighs as Castiel rested his head over one of his knees.
“Dean please, I have no food or water here for you. And we need soap and clothes…” Dean couldn't argue any of this but the idea of Cas leaving in the middle of his heat felt like his heart was going to break. He just got the alpha; he didn't want him to walk back out into the real world and realize he'd made a mistake in liking Dean.
“Ask someone else to get it…” Dean felt bad asking but he desperately wanted to be in close proximity with the alpha at all times.
Castiel's eyes stared into his eyes for a moment before Dean bit his lower lip, worried.
“I cannot deny you solnyshko…” Castiel mumbled, his head turning to kiss Dean's inner thigh through his jeans. Castiel stood up, redoing his belt and buttoning his pants. Dean did the same for his pants as Castiel pulled his cell phone out of his pocket.
“Da, Anna?” Castiel spoke after a moment of silence and Dean was tempted to pinch himself as the alpha looked at him from over his shoulder, smiling just at the corner of his mouth.
Notes:
Hi guys, happy new chapter day! I hope yall enjoyed and I hope everyone is staying warm and cozy this upcoming weekend <3 Thank you guys so much for your kind words it really means the world to me right now. If any of you needed to reach me elsewhere please go to my tumblr, I’m not very active on there but you can send private messages if needed. My user name is iputpaininpainting . Also do you guys like the little picture collages I do? I was debating on taking them off, anyway, thanks for reading!
-Russian Words/Phrases used in this chapter;
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Zamolchi : Shut up, hold it.
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
Chapter 11
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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Anna was just about the only person outside of his brothers, Gadreel and Balthazar that he wanted to know where their new home was so the phone call was an easy one to make. He wanted Anna there later for his meeting with his brothers anyway.
“Hello Castiel.”
“Yes Anna, hello, I have a favor to ask.” The rest of their phone call went smoothly. Castiel tried to prevent himself from feeling like Anna was upset at him, she could get very protective of the Omega's in her care and Castiel had basically kidnapped Dean from his apartment. But every time he looked over at Dean on the couch his heart raced and he forgot his worries.
“-one more thing?” Castiel thought of something at the last second.
“Yes?”
“There's a book-”
“I know it.”
“Thank you Anna. We will see you in a short time.” Castiel hung up the phone and let his instincts take back over. While on his phone call Dean had taken off the drop cloth over the couch and gotten more comfortable on the large brown sofa, sinking into it's cushions.
“This couch is twenty times better than my bed.” Dean was practically moaning and Castiel had to drag his eyes away from the omega as he began to walk around to each window. “Cas?” Dean asked as he moved out of eyesight and into the kitchen area.
“I need to make sure you are safe.” Castiel responded, checking the locks on the windows while also scenting the home. Any wandering alpha's would know to stay away now. Dean had peeked over the back of the couch at him and Cas drew his eyebrows together at the frustrated look. “What?”
“Just because I don't want to fight my dad doesn't mean I can't protect myself. Now get over here and cuddle me.” Dean snapped and Cas bowed his head but still went to finish walking the house perimeter. He tried to ignore the bed as he walked into the bedroom. There was a reason he hadn't put Dean there, he'd already given in more than he promised himself he would. Dean was in a vulnerable state while in his heat and Castiel was trying and failing to make sure Dean wouldn't regret anything once it was over. He finished scenting and checking the locks, finally walking back over to Dean who was sitting with his legs spread wide and his arms crossed across his chest. Castiel couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, his hand coming up to loosen his tie.
“What's so funny?” Dean asked and he sounded genuinely upset so Castiel paused before going to sit with him.
“Not a lot of people speak so…freely with me. Most show me more respect.” Castiel struggled for the words. Dean's anger vanished being replaced with a red blush on his cheeks and tips of his ears. Castiel was starting to enjoy how red those ears got and wanted to run his tongue along them to see if the skin there would feel warmer. He shook his head trying to clear his senses of the omega submission directly in front of him. “I know you are strong, Dean.” Castiel sat down on the couch next to the omega, leaving a cushion between them to give Dean his space. “I very much like your physical qualities.”
“Okay- got it.” Somehow Dean's blush deepened even further. His mouth opened like he was going to say something else but it snapped shut again. Castiel watched the omega closely. Soon Dean scooted over and closed the distance between them, his head resting on top of Castiel's chest as his feet curled up under him. Castiel placed his arm around Dean's shoulders, pulling him in closer and kissing his forehead gently. “Cas?” Dean mumbled into the alpha's chest.
“Yes Dean?” The alpha nuzzled his face into the crook of Dean's neck, thinking he'd never get enough of the Omega's scent. But suddenly a shiver ran through him, fear gripping his insides.
“What did you mean earlier, about my dad and mom?” Dean asked in a whisper, his fear carrying through his scent to the alpha. Castiel couldn't help but pull the omega closer.
“Your mother's death was a result of your father's employer.” Castiel really didn't want to have this conversation while Dean was on his heat, but he knew that withholding the information was just as bad for the omega.
“What do you mean? What do you know?” Dean sat up on his elbows, his eyes wide like he was trying to read Castiel's thoughts. Cas lifted his hand to trace the worry line between Dean's eyebrows. Dean's muscles relaxed at the touch and he looked at the alpha confused, eyes darting around the room trying to figure out the unfamiliar sensation. They both knew it shouldn’t have been that easy for him to relax again.
“Your father has been working for a rival gang- they're called the hell hounds. They are a bunch of uncivilized heathens-” Castiel stopped himself, letting the rage that was boiling inside him lower to a simmer. “My father sent me here mostly to pin down their leader, Crowley. The information I…received…your father has been working for them since you were born.”
“That's why he was always moving me and Sammy around…” Dean grunted making some connections in his head. Castiel nodded in agreement.
“Most lower members in any mob go where they're told, unless a specific skill keeps them in an area where they're needed…” Castiel hesitated again, trying his best to release calming pheromones for his Omega's sake. “Your dad likes- liked to gamble, I'm sure you know.” Castiel cringed at the way Dean shifted nervously at this statement.
“Yeah, get to the point, Cas.” Dean was getting uncomfortable, pushing up off his elbows and instead sitting on his knees in-between the alpha's legs on the couch. Castiel wanted to pull him back and wrap him in his arms but he wanted Dean to feel as comfortable as possible before he said what he'd been dreading.
“Your father was good at his job, at first. He made good money. But soon he started gambling too much, he got himself in a hole, one he couldn't pay back quickly enough.” Dean's eyes were looking in-between Cas’s and the room like he was seeing the ghosts of his past, connecting ideas and memories that made no sense before now. “Your father worked under a general named Azazel, he does not tolerate much. And John made him look bad, he is the one who ordered your mother's murder.”
“Where is he?” Dean growled, Cas getting distracted for a moment by the omega baring his teeth.
“I don't know yet. I will find him and destroy him for you-”
“Not Ass as all or whatever, my dad, Cas, I'm going to kill him myself.” Castiel sat up straight on the couch as Dean got up. “All these years…”
“I had Gadreel take him to a prison we have ties with, he's been marked as an omega abuser, but because of your hesitance he's being protected.” Castiel stood up now as Dean paced the entire length of the house.
“An omega abuser…” Dean muttered. Stopping in the middle of the room and pinching the bridge of his nose. Castiel looked away trying to be polite seeing the tears Dean was trying to hide. “All these years, he made me feel like it was my fault…like Sammy. God he just hated us both!” Dean snapped, his anger getting the better of him as he turned and started punching the wall until his knuckles were sore and bleeding, Castiel panicked, crossing the room over to Dean as quickly as possible. The moment Castiel had his hands on Dean's shoulders the omega sank down to his knees weekly punching the ground in front of him.
“You didn't know solnyshko…please don't hurt yourself because of him.” Dean looked up at him, his eyes red and angry but his breathing steady.
“What if I did, deep down? It just- it feels so obvious now. I want to hate him, I want to be mad Cass, but I- he’s still my dad. Is that bad?” Dean asked, looking at the alpha like he had all the answers and again Castiel thought there was nothing he wouldn't do for the man before him.
“You did not, you can't blame yourself for this Dean.” Cas kneeled down in front of the omega while they talked. “We can talk about this more after your heat if you want, I'll get him back out of the prison.”
“Yeah okay” Dean would not look at him now and Castiel's heart sank at the sight, wanting nothing more than to rip out the other alpha's throat. “What happens now?” Dean's anger subsided into a whisper. Now probably wasn't the time to be testing any crazy ideas but Cas dragged his right hand from Dean's shoulder and placed it over his heart, his thumb drawing slow circles meaning to be soothing.
“Your brother will be your family alpha now, but he's still in school so you'll have household authority until he graduates…unless-” Dean's head shot up, his eyes going wide.
“Unless what?”
“You uh…want a new alpha…of your choosing.” Castiel couldn't fight the blush. Dean was also blushing now and cleared his throat before he answered.
“Uh I meant um, do you want me to stay here, for the rest of my heat? My dad worked against you guys, I'm guessing that's not great for my situation.” Dean sat back against the wall, his hand coming up to grasp at Castiel's as he continued to rub small soothing circles into the omegas skin.
“I want you to stay here, as long as you want to…” Castiel wanted to reach out and grab Dean by his shoulders and scream how much he wanted the omega to stay. He wanted to hold him down and bite that tender tantalizing spot on his neck and make him stay forever. Since the moment he started chasing him out of the bakery- oh - the memory finally clicked something in place inside of Castiel's brain. It was outdated and part of the ‘ fairytale ‘ his dad made fun of him for. Dean had initiated a chase, with an alpha, an alpha who thought he was desirable. Dean had initiated a courting ritual and didn't even realize it, and Castiel was fairly confident now they were true mates on top of that.
“Cas?” Dean interrupted his thoughts, looking a little worried. “What's going on in there?” Dean poked his forehead where his eyebrows were furrowed.
“We're courting -” Cas couldn't stop the words from coming out and Dean huffed out a laugh like he was relieved.
“Uh yeah I'd say so buddy-” Dean smiled at him leaning forward slowly. Cas watched as the Omega licked his lips just before pressing them against Castiel's. The kiss was soft and brief as Dean realized Cas was distracted. “Do you not want to?” Castiel immediately pulled the omega into a tight hug, laughing in disbelief.
“Da, this is all I want.” Castiel smiled but worried as he still saw the confusion in Dean's eyes. “I think maybe this means something different in America. In Russia courting is taken very seriously. An alpha only begins courting an omega when they both intend to be mated. There are rituals, gifts, and we must meet each other's families. I need to buy you a necklace. Gavno I have not asked permission…” Deans’s worried and confused scent shifted to amusement and Castiel worried he was not explaining correctly again.
“Cas, it's okay we'll figure it out. We can take it slow. Do you really want this?” Dean grabbed Cas’s hand, placing a kiss on his palm. His eyes flicked up to the alpha's as he did so.
“Yes my solnyshko-” Castiel doubted he'd be able to keep things slow at all when Dean was flashing him bedroom eyes and he could smell the arousal already. He needed a distraction, mostly to keep his inner alpha in check but also to check his theory. He stood up, no longer touching the omega. He watched Dean carefully, even though every instinct in his body told him to reach out and help Dean up off the floor, he stood back. His eyes bore into the omega as he hissed in pain, his hand coming up to his mouth instinctively to lick at the fresh wounds on his knuckles. “Let's get you cleaned up.” Castiel reached forward now, his hands stretching out to clasp Dean's. He helped the omega up off the floor and started walking him to the bathroom.
“S’ not that bad-” Dean mumbled after their hands made contact and Castiel's heart soared. A confident sign of true mates were their healing qualities. And not only was Dean reacting well to Castiel's touches but his shoulder was looking much better than expected already. Castiel's mind wanted to be correct but he wouldn't get his hopes up until he spoke with Anna later.
Castiel and Dean spent the rest of the afternoon moving around each other carefully. Cas had helped Dean wrap his knuckles, happy to find some gauze in the bathroom cabinet. But the rest of the afternoon felt tense, Castiel knew it was his fault, he was impatient and waiting for Anna, and Dean, Dean was smiling at him and smelling delicious. There was a moment when Dean was sitting on the couch while Castiel paced in front of the windows facing the driveway and Dean had groaned complaining how warm he was. Cas brought him a glass of tap water but Dean still took his shirt off and seemed annoyed.
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Castiel's entire body was tense by the time he heard a car driving up the path. He tried not to get too excited because Dean had finally managed to fall asleep on the couch. His arms were crossed and his brow furrowed, Cas tried not to stare but the fact that Dean was still shirtless didn't help. That thought returned some sense to Castiel as he quietly walked over to the omega and draped his suit jacket over him.
Cas knew Anna would not be inappropriate but he still felt like this part of Dean, the soft vulnerableness should just be for him. Cas had to stop the growl from building in his chest as his fingers traced over Dean's shoulder while he laid the fabric over the sleeping omega. Dean hummed happily in his sleep and Castiel wanted nothing more than to scoop him up and drag him into the bedroom, tuck him in and watch over him until he woke. But Cas had obligations and family matters to attend to.
Tuning to his training, Castiel silently slipped out of the cabin to greet Anna.
“Thank you for coming, Anna.” Castiel greeted. His head drew back in surprise as Anna walked straight up to him and hugged him.
“Is Dean okay? Gadreel told me what happened…” Cas grumbled, hoping Anna wasn't too mad at him for taking Dean from his nest.
“I had no choice, his father…I couldn't leave him there. It smelled like…sadness.” Castiel pulled away from their hug first, his eyes going to the back seat of Anna's car where she had piles of supplies for them.
“I know, I stopped by to grab his nesting material. You made the right decision, alpha Castiel…so long as Dean came willingly that is.” Anna finished her statement raising a questioning eyebrow.
“He did, I promise you.” Castiel leaned around her now, going to open the car door and start grabbing the supplies. “He is asleep, I can bring this inside quietly. Did you bring the book?”
“I'd like to see him.” Anna crossed her arms and Castiel knew he wasn't going to win this argument. He wasn't Dean's alpha, he'd basically just found Dean, forced him to join his family's business and then kidnapped him during his heat. Once the heat was over he'd probably want nothing to do with him and go to his brother or Bobby.
“Da, of course.” Castiel ran his hands nervously through his hair.
“Here-” Anna pulled a thick leather bound book from her satchel handing it over to the alpha. “Although, I suspect, you already know the answer you are seeking.” Anna patted him lightly on the shoulder and began walking to the front door. Castiel opened the car door and shoved the book into the first bag he found. His mind immediately glazed over as Dean's smell overwhelmed him. Anna had gathered his belongings, clothes and blankets along with some of Castiel's and regular supplies like food and medications. Dean had apparently left his antibiotics at his apartment as well. Cas had half the mind to take Dean's phone back and start leaving calendar reminders for the omega.
Hitching a well loved backpack over his shoulder and grabbing a bundle of blankets Cas went to follow Anna back into the cabin. When he entered he looked over to the couch where both Anna and Dean were staring at him. Cas lowered his head and began walking to the bedroom.
“I'm just going to set your things down in here Dean…” he left the bags at the end of the bed and hesitantly walked back out to grab the rest. By the time everything was inside Dean and Anna were whispering to each other and smiling. Castiel couldn't help but wander over curiously.
“Heya Cas-” Dean smiled and Castiel smiled back at him.
“How are your injuries?” Castiel asked Dean, despite the question really being for Anna.
“Healing up just fine. Turns out being on my heat comes with some perks…” Dean stared at him and Castiel stared back.
“I don't understand…wouldn't it be better if you had no injuries?” Anna laughed before Dean had a chance to reply to him.
“Dean, why don't you take your second dose of antibiotics and shower. I'm sure after that you'll want to start rebuilding your nest. Me and Castiel have some family business we need to attend to.” Anna placed her hand gently over Dean's and Castiel couldn't help but growl behind her.
“Uh- sorry.” He spoke, clearing his throat.
“Yeah that sounds good…” Dean got up from the couch stepping towards the alpha instead of the bathroom. “You uh, won't be long right?” Dean's voice lowered and Castiel wanted nothing more in that moment to reach out and comfort his omega- Dean, not his, just Dean.
“Not at all-”
“Luke and Gabriel are already a bottle and a half into the vodka, that's not true, this may take some time.” Anna cut in.
“Anna-” Castiel hissed, embarrassed.
“It's best to be honest, and not worry each other.” Anna shot back and Dean glanced around the room, rocking on the heels of his feet.
“Well I'll catch you later then.” Dean spoke, looking like he was going to start walking away but didn't.
“I have my phone- call if you need anything solnyshko.” Castiel grabbed his suit jacket off the couch where Dean had folded it.
“Okay-” Dean smiled but turned and left the room and Cas felt his heart go with him. He didn't know how long he stared after the omega but he returned to reality when Anna started tugging him to the front door.
“The sooner we leave the sooner you'll be back.” Castiel couldn't argue that logic and grabbed his keys off the table before walking back outside. Him and Anna both took their separate cars to the elder Krushnic son's house. Castiel rolled his eyes when he could hear the music while he was still in his car. He understood now was a time for celebration but his alpha was only worrying. Worried about Dean, his father, the hell hounds, if Dean has enough food, how he was going to find Crowley, if Dean saw the extra blankets Anna bought with Castiel's credit card, if Mikhail knew Dean was borderline living with him already.
So most of his worries were Dean related. Castiel looked up from the steering wheel that he had been gripping to see Anna waiting for him outside. Her arms were crossed but she looked amused.
“What? Why do you keep smiling at me?” Castiel asked as he perhaps slammed his car door more aggressively than he should've. A part of him was happy to see one of his brothers had brought his car, he would be taking that back to his and Dean’s house instead of the borrowed car.
“It's interesting…” Anna spoke cryptically and Castiel huffed as they walked up to the front door together. “Everyone knows you as the angel of death, me and your brothers know more of course. But even so, it's pleasant seeing you so…happy.” Anna finished and Castiel knew the word she chose wasn't correct but even the inner most part of his brain wouldn't let him say it yet.
“Posle tebya.” Castiel rolled his eyes again as he opened the front door, not needing a key or to knock. He loved and trusted his brothers very much but sometimes they could be real idiots. He was more surprised to see Gadreel already there, head tilted back with Balthazar while they downed a shot of a clear liquid together. A cheer erupted as they walked through the door and Castiel smiled, Anna doing the same as they walked forward to their friends and brothers. They weren't inside five minutes, barely two, and they both had taken two shots of top shelf vodka.
“How's Dean liking the new digs?” Gabriel asked as the alpha sat down next to him at a large wooden dining table. Castiel reached forward taking a handful of cured meat and some bread. Luke had set out an elaborate spread of food, the table also had several partially drunk bottles of vodka on it now.
“He seems very happy.” Anna answered for him as Cas chewed on his food. After he had swallowed Luke was passing him another shot that Castiel could not refuse. He drank it quickly and then looked between his brothers.
“Da he's happy but won't be for long if I do not return soon.” Castiel took another bite of a slice of freshly baked bread, thanking God his brother was such a good baker.
“All business no play-” Luke tisked after he downed another shot as well. “Gabe?” Luke waved his arm over to the younger brother as he sat down across from them.
“Ive been speaking with Mikhail-” Castiel started to growl but quickly stopped when Luke snapped at him.
“Just listen -” Luke cut in. If anyone had the right to begin a conversation with Mikhail it was Luke so Castiel restrained himself.
“He's starting to see what we see in dad. He wants too much, he no longer cares about family…Mikhail is willing to talk.” Gabriel continued while pouring another round of shots for the table, Anna declined, always being a bit of a lightweight, no one took it personally.
“If Luke is willing to talk to him I will agree to this. But Mikhail cannot be trusted fully.” Castiel nodded at Gadreel who was shaking his head in agreement.
“Da but we cannot cut out our father from the business, and his eldest son. You agree this will cause more problems.” Luke spoke, tapping his fingers onto the table while his eyes scanned the food in front of them. He took a piece of meat and chewed on it for a while before continuing. “And I do not want to be in charge anyway. Mikhail has his problems but he knows what he is doing.”
“He almost got you killed-”
“Dad almost got us killed. Mikhail stopped him the best he could. It is not easy to disobey our family alpha, no?” Luke snapped again and as much as Castiel wanted to fight him his head lowered in submission.
“Yes, okay.” Castiel murmured angrily.
“We still have much to negotiate, but we have the angel of death, and two more brothers. With the information we obtained from the hell hounds soon we may have Crowley as well, there is no way Mikhail can refuse us.” Gadreel spoke, interrupting the small disagreement.
“Speaking of Crowley-” Balthazar interrupted this time and Castiel smiled, he had almost forgotten his friend was there. They hadn't seen each other in a while. Balthazar was one of their best undercover agents, disappearing for long periods of time. “He's reached out to us, he wants to talk to you.” The curve of Balthazar’s eyebrow raised into his forehead as he looked at Castiel.
“Me?” Castiel questioned and now the whole room was glancing between them.
“Yes, he did not say much. Just that he wanted to discuss Azazel, he said you'd understand then.” Balthazar was watching him closely. Castiel wanted to keep Dean's business private until after his heat was over and they could discuss what he wanted to happen. But Gadreel knew just as much and apparently the other alpha knowing was enough to give them away. “Ah, so you do understand -” Balthazar smiled when Gadreel snarled at Azazel’s name.
“Dean's father worked under him for a while, it is being dealt with.” Castiel spoke before Gadreel could. Him and his brothers were plotting to overthrow their father, the least he could do was be honest about how he had been straying from his actual mission. At least his wandering had resulted in some actual information on the hell hounds leader.
“Shall I set up a meeting then?” Balthazar asked even though it was clear he already knew the answer.
“Yes, but Cassie cannot go alone.” Gabriel answered for him. “He has not been thinking straight when it comes to our newest omega.” Gabriel smiled, his eyes glazed over with alcohol.
“Zamolchi-” Castiel hissed at his brother but Gabriel just laughed.
“So rude little brother. You know you should be thanking me for introducing you to your omega.” Gabriel gave Castiel another shit eating grin as he poured another round of shots for the table.
“What's this, our angel of death has settled down?” Balthazar watched the interaction amused.
“They have not mated yet, no.” Anna supplied in that monotone way she had. Even with her flat delivery of the personal information Castiel couldn't help but blush.
“You better soon before he comes to his senses -” Luke joked but the smile he flashed Castiel eased his anger at the comment. Castiel was genuinely worried Dean would want nothing to do with him after his heat.
“I don't know if we will. I have ruined his life-” Castiel placed his head in his hands, the vodka starting to get on top of him.
“This is nonsense, plenty of omegas would be happy to have you. You are well connected, rich, and you get your looks from me- very handsome.” Luke teased but Cas’s lips curved up in a small smile at his brother's honest effort to comfort him.
“Would you want to drag an omega you loved into our world?” Castiel asked before he fully realized what he was saying. The room went quiet and Cas shrugged, he couldn't take it back now, he downed another shot straight from the bottle in front of him. His brother and Balthazar both lit a cigarette while they thought.
“Do you really love him, little brother?” Luke asked, taking a long drag of the cigarette.
“Me and Castiel suspect they are true mates.” Anna cut in again and Cas suddenly remembered why he appreciated her so much. The way she said things made it all seem so simple. Her statement didn't seem to surprise anyone in the room and Castiel was glad they weren't being teased like he had been by his father.
“If I knew someone was my true mate I wouldn't let them out of my sight. I'd need to protect them, and the best way is staying with the family.” Luke suggested, his arms moving around him wildly as he spoke.
“I've known Dean longer than you have, and before you two even met I knew you'd like him.” Gabriel punched Cas’s shoulder lightly and the alpha darted his eyes up nervously around the room.
“This is okay then, to court Dean?” Castiel asked his brothers more so than the rest of the room but the whole room answered.
“Yes!”
“Now go home-he is probably pissed at how long you've been gone.” Gabriel practically pushed him out of the chair, that was all the encouragement Cas needed.
“Call me when you've set up the meeting with Crowley.” Castiel stated, looking over to Balthazar now.
“Sure thing boss -” he answered before reaching over for a bottle of vodka. Castiel really had to get out of here before he was offered another drink. He quickly walked out the door ignoring the cat calls and whistles following him as his eyes shifted darkly, thinking about Dean being alone in his house, while on his heat. Suddenly Castiel was very grateful their new homes were on private roads because he was about to drive the small Volvo the fastest it's ever gone.
Notes:
Hello, surprise! Happy birthday to Mr Dean Winchester. I wanted to post an extra chapter today to celebrate and surprise you guys, anyway I hope you enjoy, and I’ll see ya tomorrow!
Russian words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Gavno : Shit/ Crap
-Posle tebya : After you.
-Zamolchi : Shut up, hold it.
Chapter 12
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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“How are you feeling Dean?” It was the first question Anna asked as Dean slowly opened his eyes from his nap to find the other omega staring at him. He guessed the weird staring thing ran in the family.
“Tired-” Dean grumbled before sitting up and wiping a small amount of drool from the corner of his mouth. “But honestly I think that's the best sleep I've had in a long time.”
“That's probably because of Castiel's presence.” Anna hummed encouragingly. “You have a safe alpha watching over you for once.” Anna smiled, patting Dean's arm gently. Dean blushed a little and remembered he had a question for the omega, she was the only one in the family he felt safe asking. “Let me see your arm. After that I'll take a look at your hands okay?” Anna asked, helping Dean sit upright, his shirt was still off from earlier so it made her examination easier. Dean blushed a little realizing the alpha had draped his suit jacket over him while he was asleep. Dean gently folded the fabric before moving around so Anna could examine him.
“Uh hey can I ask you something?” Dean lowered his voice, realizing he wasn't sure where the alpha was right now.
“Of course Dean.” Anna stopped poking at him for a moment and sat down next to him on the couch. Patiently she crossed her legs and watched as Dean tried not to be embarrassed.
“What does ‘soul nish ka’ mean?” Dean knew he probably wasn't saying it right but Anna's face lit up happily.
“Solnyshko?” Dean nodded enthusiastically as Anna said the word back to him.
“Yeah that's it!”
“It is a nickname, or something like a pet name for loved ones. Little sun, sunshine…” Anna smiled watching Dean realize what Castiel had been calling him basically since they met. It was that exact moment when said alpha walked through the front door carrying some of Dean's belongings. Him and Anna both looked over at the same time then back at each other like they had just been caught gossiping.
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A few hours had passed since then and Dean was starting to feel anxious again. He’d taken a long hot shower and between him and the one spider crawling around in the bathroom had very much enjoyed it, fresh images of one really attractive alpha playing on repeat in his head. This had worn him out though and he knew he was feeling cranky but he just couldn't sleep, he wanted Castiel to come back first.
Dean paced around the dark room in a tight line. He stared back over to where his omega told him to start building his nest. Inside the bedroom Cas had a window seat that overlooked what would be a garden in the summer, he could also see a glimmer of water reflecting the moon light. A giant pond with a wooden dock stretching out into the darkness. It was a really nice view, and the cushions that were already in the seat were nice and soft but it all smelled freshly cleaned, almost medical. No matter how many clothes he stole from Castiel's suitcase it just wasn't enough. He wanted to grab the alpha and rub him all over the added blankets from his apartment. He had placed those blankets first, unsure. They still had a lingering scent on them from his dad, mostly anger. His dad was always angry, at him, at Sammy…Dean got distracted thinking about his younger brother. He should probably call him and let him know what was going on.
Dean curled up in his unfinished nest and pulled his phone out of the sweat pants Anna had brought for him. Ever since Cas left he felt cold, which was the opposite of how heats normally went.
“Hey Sammy-” Dean laid down in the nest, pressing his phone between the pillows and his ear.
“Dude what's going on? Bobby called earlier and said Dad got himself in some trouble?”
Dean groaned hoping he had a few minutes of normal conversation before getting into the serious stuff.
“Yeah uh about that…”
He caught Sammy up as best as he could, leaving out the fun bits with Castiel of course but since Sam was definitely going to be his new family alpha he did have to tell him about the other alpha.
“So yeah, I'm nesting at his place right now.”
“I'm coming up next weekend-”
“No you can't Sam you have school, and a cute girl, just stay there. I'll take care of everything here.” Dean begged, really not wanting to mess up his brother's life anymore than he thought he had already. Sam stuttered for a second sounding like he was going to correct Dean about something but Dean pressed forward. “Also you gotta pretend like you don't know about ya know-”
“The Russian Mafia boss you're dating?” Sam cut in and Dean could hear the squinty pinched face his brother was making at him. “How about we worry about getting to Dad and making him tell us the truth? And another thing, who does this alpha think he is, he didn't ask for my permission -”
“Two minutes ago you didn't even know you were my new family alpha!” Dean interrupted rolling his eyes and sighing.
“Dean I'm coming over, I'll stay at Bobby's place if I have to, but we need to talk to dad together.”
“And what tell him we're pissed he's responsible for Mom's death? I think he's figured that part out by now-” Dean rolled onto his back, frustrated, this is not how he wanted this call to go at all.
“I want to see him say it. He owes us that much. And I need to meet this Castiel, he might've not asked for permission but I owe him one for saving your ass.”
“Hey, I was handling it!” Dean snipped back but he could hear his brother starting to relax a little bit now. “I uh, he's different Sammy, I really like him.”
“Oh?”
“Yeah I don't know, he just has a way of making everything seem okay. Shit I swear sometimes when he's touching me it feels like he's literally taking the pain away from my injuries.” Dean huffed, his hand absentmindedly coming up to trace the stitches in his shoulder.
“Wait really? Like you're not being hyperbolic?”
“Hyper what now?”
“God did you actually get your GED?”
“Yes damnit, Sammy. You even saw the paper.”
“Anyway, if you're being serious if he's affecting you just by being around you or touching you that could mean…you can't laugh-”
“What would it mean?” Dean snapped back, irritated.
“You guys could be true mates Dean.”
Dean gulped and hoped that Sam didn't hear him. He had heard some rumors and even met a couple at a restaurant he worked at a while ago claiming they were, but it was superstition, or super rare at least. Definitely not something Dean Winchester would be lucky enough to find.
“I have to get to the library, there's this book- True mates and the Alpha beta omega fundamentals - it's super old but I think there was some pretty good info in there-”
“Published in 1851?” Dean asked, his legs carrying him over to the opened suitcase he'd be rummaging through before to steal supplies for his nest.
“Uh yeah- how'd you?”
“I think Castiel knows something we don't. I found the book in his suitcase before…”
“Can you go to the section about true mate signals and signs?”
Dean flipped the book open and began turning over the pages to where the index told him to go. The pages smelled old and the binding was weak.
“Okay uh…I think this thing is a little outdated.” Dean was trying to ignore the derogatory terms and phrases being used for omegas. About how they should be subservient, and obey, that they needed alpha's. There was a whole section on omega heats in regard to true mates versus normal partners and Dean blushed. “It says true mates will quicken the healing process while in each other's presence. And uh saliva helps too I guess.” Dean continued blushing not wanting to read some of this out loud to his little brother.
“I'm going to get a copy at the library, look it over and we'll talk next weekend.” Sammy must've sensed Dean's discomfort.
“Dean?” The Omega jumped in surprise as Castiel spoke from the doorway into the bedroom.
“Holy shit!” Dean gasped in surprise. “How are you so freaking quiet?” Dean asked while his heart rate slowed back down to a normal pace.
“Is that Castiel?” Sam asked over the phone and Dean could hear the smirk in the question.
“Yes it's him.” Dean looked over to the alpha as he began to walk towards him.
“Sam?” Castiel inquired as he reached out a hand to run his fingers along Dean's jawline, like he was examining him, making sure he hadn't hurt himself anymore somehow while Castiel had been away. Dean nodded his head and without understanding why he passed the phone over to the alpha. “Hello Samuel-” Castiel spoke first then started to walk back towards the door. Dean started to follow him but Cas turned around and held up his hand to stop Dean. “Dean, please give us a moment.” Dean wanted to object but Castiel's scent had gone from its normal rainy pine tree smell to something more like worry, sharp and static.
“Okay yeah I'll uh be in here.” Dean pointed with both his thumbs over his shoulder to the nest he hadn't finished yet. Cas smiled at the nest then back at Dean and then the alpha had to quickly close the door because this action apparently resulted in Dean's body deciding to be a horn dog. The scent of Dean's slick quickly filled the room. Dean cursed to himself as he stomped over to the nest, feeling like he had very little control over his body right now. He fluffed a few of the pillows under him and moved some of Cas’s clothes around. The trench coat was sitting at the top, where Dean laid his head down, that was the one thing he hadn't moved around at all since he started building. Dean couldn't hear anything being discussed in the other room and he closed his eyes as his head made contact with the trench coat covered pillow. As much as his body wanted him to try and get the alpha inside of his nest, and himself, he was also suddenly exhausted like all the weight from the last few days had come crashing down on him.
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A while later Dean was waking up to a soft glow of sunlight. He lifted his head from his Cas scented pillow to see the alpha sitting on the end of the bed, hunched over and staring at him silently. Dean couldn't help the groan that came out of him as he moved to sit up and stretch his arms.
“It's creepy to stare ya know.” Dean teased as he looked around the room again, waking up a little more each second. The bed was still made and Cas had dark circles under his eyes.
“Good morning solnyshko-” Cas smiled at him and Dean's omega started purring immediately. Dean cursed at himself internally, fighting a smile off as he remembered what Anna had said the word meant yesterday.
“Good morning Cas-” Dean's heart fluttered when the alpha stood up and the sunbeam from the window caught in his blue eyes, there was just the faintest hint of red as he stepped closer hesitantly.
“Can I…” Castiel's hands fisted at his sides and Dean got distracted by following the alpha's arms going up from his hands. Cas had apparently changed into a regular T shirt at some point last night and his biceps were there to be ogled at. “May I lay with you Dean?” Castiel's deep voice brought Dean's brain back online and he laughed, before realizing that was the wrong reaction. Castiel had immediately started to turn away.
“Yeah, yes of course you can Cas. Please, I want you to.” Dean nearly fell out of the window seat, turned nest, chasing after the alpha but Cas was there fast enough to steady him.
Dean stuttered his jaw snapping shut, unable to find more words as the alpha picked him up briefly to lay him back down into the nest. Dean watched, his throat dry as Cas stepped back removing his shoes silently before climbing over the outside of the nest, made mostly of the alpha's own clothes. Dean couldn't help but let his legs fall open, and turn his head, exposing his neck to the alpha as he climbed over him. Castiel settled perfectly between his legs, resting his head in the crook of Dean's neck. The omega was surprised at his easy submission but more surprised that his body was behaving for once as Cas snuggled in closer, his breath warm and soft on his neck.
“You are made for me Dean, such a good omega…” Dean blushed as he wrapped his arms around the alpha's back. Castiel's hands wrapped around behind Dean's neck as he fully laid his body over the omega. Dean's heart had never felt fuller as his legs wrapped around the alpha and the man above him moaned. Dean immediately felt how much Cas had liked that and suddenly Dean's body was misbehaving again.
“You can come into my nest whenever you want to Cas-” Dean whispered, tilting his head to look into the alpha's eyes. The sun was fully shining down on them through the windows now and Dean swore it looked like Cas was glowing. The soft light tracing around the tips of his messy dark hair, like a silver lining on a cloud. Dean leaned forward and Cas met him halfway, softly pressing their lips together. It didn't feel like their first kiss, desperate and rushed. This time Cas was slowly dragging his tongue along Dean's lower lip until the omega opened his mouth. Their tongues met in the middle then in a slow dance as they savoured each other's taste. Dean fisted his hands in the alpha's hair, feeling the need to be as close as possible as he pressed his lips fully into the alpha's. Castiel moaned into his mouth as Dean slowly rolled his hips upwards, rubbing their clothed erections against the other.
Castiel pulled one of his hands free from behind Dean's head and slowly pulled his mouth away from the omegas so he could trace Dean's lips with his finger instead. Castiel's eyes stared into his as the alpha rolled his hips back down against Dean's. Dean gasped at the retaliation and Castiel immediately dipped his finger into the omegas mouth. Cas watched as Dean's tongue willingly licked slow circles around the digit.
“Dean…” Castiel moaned, his hips now rhythmically grinding down against Dean's. Dean closed his eyes as he sucked the alpha's finger into his mouth and his dick rubbed slowly against the alpha above him. Dean moaned Castiel's name back to him and the alpha pulled the finger out of his mouth so he could kiss him again. Dean's lips were coated in his own saliva, causing their lips to slide easily against each other. Dean's breath caught in his throat as his cock throbbed in desperation. He reached one of his hands between them, lowering his sweatpants and undoing the button and zipper on Cas’s slacks. There was still a layer of fabric between them but Dean could feel the heat of the alpha's cock rubbing against his now and he shuddered moaning into their slow kiss.
Castiel's hands traveled slowly down the omega's body as they made out. Their lips and tongues clashing lazily and making loud sloppy sounds as their hips grinded together. Cas eventually grabbed Dean by his hips holding him down as he firmly thrusted against the omega. Dean threw his head back at the onslaught and Cas took the opportunity to run his mouth along Dean's jawline in slow soft kisses until he reached Dean's scent gland where his tongue darted out to lap at the aroused sweet scent. Dean locked his ankles together around the alpha's back letting Cas take over completely as he held him down and rubbed their still clothed bodies together roughly.
“Fuck Cas I'm going to cum-” Dean's words shook in his throat as Cas kissed back up his neck until he pressed their lips back together for a brief moment.
“Yes, Dean, me too…fuck.” Castiel shuddered above him and Dean felt a heat that hadn't been there before. A pool of cum adding to their friction which only aided in Dean's release. Soon Dean's cum was also coating their underwear and seeping through the fabric onto the other's dick as their hips slowly came to a stop. Cas collapsed over him and Dean huffed lightly as the alpha took his breath for the second time in the last minute. Dean's whole body felt like it had been set on fire, his limbs all tingly and his chest vibrating with the growl coming out of the Alpha on top of him.
“Dean, you are irresistible.” Castiel spoke through heavy breaths, his lips still peppering the omega's neck with soft wet kisses. Dean moaned happily as the alpha turned his head and started kissing him again slowly.
“Right back at ya-” Dean hugged Cas closer, not really caring about the mess between them as the alpha kissed him breathless. A few moments later, their lips still connected, Dean felt the alpha's breath deepen and slow. Dean pulled his face back a little bit to see the alpha happily asleep, his lips red and puffy from their activities and his hair fully tousled. Dean figured he'd worry about cleaning up later as his omega purred back at the sleeping alpha in his arms, not that he could move if he wanted to with the alpha's body fully draped over him. Dean nuzzled his head into the alpha's neck, happily thinking about how much the nest would smell like the alpha now. It wasn't long before Dean also fell back asleep.
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When Dean eventually woke back up the alpha was still resting peacefully on top of him, but now he was snoring loudly and Dean laughed to himself as he poked the alpha in his ribs.
“C’mon Cas we gotta clean up-” Dean begged as the Alpha groaned and buried his head deeper into Dean's neck. Dean could feel the man's nostrils flaring against his skin as he breathed the Omega's scent in.
“No-” Was all Cas said before his arms tightened around Dean. Dean laughed, moving to fully attempt to tickle the alpha off of him.
“Cas be reasonable -” Dean huffed, feeling like the alpha somehow got even heavier in the last five seconds, not reacting to Dean's tickling fingers at all.
“I have been tortured Dean, your tickling will not dislodge me-” Dean thought Cas was joking but a part of him also thought maybe he wasn't and Dean cringed.
“Sorry…I didn't know.” Dean dropped his hands and Cas lifted his head to look at the omega.
“It's okay, it made me stronger, so I could protect you.” Castiel's hands released Dean from the bear hug he had trapped him in, in favor of coming up to cradle Dean's face. Dean couldn't help but lean into the hand.
“Do you mean your father tortured you, not some other gang or whatever?” Dean asked in disbelief.
“Da, this is common. The family needs to know its leaders will not break under pressure.” Castiel held Dean's face as he spoke.
“That's messed up Cas, you're telling me you got mad seeing my dad punch me every now and then but it's normal for you and your brothers to be tortured?” Dean didn't even want to think about Gabe going through this as well.
“It's not the same. It only happens once so we know what to expect but yes this is not healthy I wish this did not happen. And would never allow it to any…future children.” Dean shook his head out of Castiel's hold, trying to escape the intense blue eyed gaze before his face completely turned red. Dean hadn't thought about having kids since he presented.
“You'd be an awful uncle -” Dean sniffled as Sammy held onto him.
“I'd be the best, and you know it, you'll see one day-”
Dean snapped back from the memory, not wanting to think about his last heat. It wasn't difficult to beat, but this heat had been going much better than that one had.
“I'm gonna go wash up.” Dean stated, gesturing downwards and still failing at containing his blush.
“I will as well, but then coffee.” Dean nodded in agreement and the pair helped each other out of the nest. Castiel started the shower for them and Dean had to pick his jaw up from off the floor as the alpha stripped completely naked in front of him with no hesitation. The moment the alpha turned around so his back was facing him, Dean swore he could feel his nose bleeding. There all along his back like he said there would be, were tattoos. The largest being an elaborate set of black and grey wings in different layers and sizes, some ending at the tip of his neck where Dean had noticed them yesterday and the others ending just before his elbows and then the curve above his ass.
“This is really, sexy-” Dean couldn't help but reach out and trace his fingers along the designs. Castiel seemed to approve, judging by the scent of him and the small smile he sent Dean over his shoulder. Castiel slowly turned away from the shower and Dean was glad to see he wasn't the only one excited again. “Cas…” Dean reached out to wrap his hand around Cas’s dick but was interrupted by the sound of the alpha's phone buzzing on the sink counter.
“Sorry Dean, I need to answer this. Please shower. I'll be in the kitchen when you're done.” Castiel grabbed a wash cloth, quickly giving himself a wipe down as he answered the phone. Dean bit the inside of his cheek trying not to be angry at the alpha for having a life outside of Dean's heat and all of his unending horny hormones apparently.
Dean tried to be nosey but Castiel's phone call was all in Russian and then he walked out of the bathroom, shooting Dean one more apologetic look before vanishing. Dean stripped and turned the water to cold. His omega decided he wasn't allowed to have fun without the alpha. He was tired of waiting for the alpha to take him and Dean's mind went into full override mode thinking of ways to tempt the alpha into having sex with him. He knew the alpha said he wanted to but he also said he had to wait until after his heat. Dean normally would reprimand his raging hormones and his natural instincts but for once it seemed him and his omega were in agreement. He was sound mind enough to know he wanted Cas, and he was going to do everything to get him to realize that.
Notes:
Hey guys thanks for reading! I hope you're still enjoying <3
Russian Words/Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
Chapter 13
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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When Dean got out of his cold, and lonely shower he already had multiple ideas of how to please his inner omega. Quickly he dried himself off and reapplied fresh bandages around his knuckles. Everything else as far as he could tell was healing fine. Once he was dried off and gotten a little warmed up down there, he walked straight out of the bathroom. He left the blockers behind along with all his clothes and started strolling over to the kitchen. He could hear that Cas was still on the phone and a mischievous side of him smiled at that.
“Heya Cas-” Dean called attention to himself as he walked into the kitchen, ass naked. Cas stopped talking in the middle of his sentence on the phone call and Dean shot him a wink as he grabbed the bottle of antibiotics. He turned around and opened the fridge, making sure he bent over a little extra to reach for a bottle of water there. “Sorry, don't mind me.” Dean smiled before popping the pill in his mouth and slowly chugging down the water bottle. He made sure a little bit of the water dripped out the side of his mouth.
The voice on the other side of the phone said something and Castiel started talking again. His eyebrow was fully arched and his eyes were glued to Dean. Dean felt a bit of his confidence waver as the alpha started speaking again, his eyes roaming slowly over Dean's body. The omega had been hoping for a big reaction but the alpha seemed to be completely in control still. Dean sighed, crushing the empty water bottle before tossing it in the garbage and then turning to walk away.
Dean was just about to turn the corner out of the kitchen when he heard the alpha call out to him.
“Solnyshko…” Dean paused mid step, turning to look back at Cas over his shoulder. Cas had his hand covering the receiver end of the phone and Dean gulped when he noticed the alpha's eyes had gone fully red. “I'll be right there…” Dean didn't know why but his body told him to run. He didn't actually run, just quickly walked back to the bedroom.
His confidence from earlier disappeared as he closed the door behind himself and started putting fresh clothes on. He knew Cas said that he'd follow but he looked pissed, maybe Dean had pushed him too far. They'd already had a pretty steamy morning together, maybe he was being too needy. His dad always said he asked for too much, even if Dean was currently angry at him it didn't mean he couldn't be right about some stuff. Dean crinkled his nose, smelling his scent. He wanted to claw his skin off as he started to feel his body getting slick again, he hated this, hated heats, and how his mind and body couldn’t agree, how his mind kept giving him bad memories and feelings.
Dean sighed and ran his hands nervously through his hair thinking about his dad. After Dean's first heat John straight up refused to even give Dean a hug. Dean had at least gotten some warmth from his brother while they still lived together but even then when John saw Sam hug Dean they'd get yelled at and Dean would end up in-between the two getting his face punched in. Dean started to walk back to the nest figuring he was just being annoying and that he should just leave Cas alone and let him do his work. Maybe if he called Gabe the omega would pity him and go to Dean's apartment to grab the dildo he'd hidden under his bed, at least then Cas wouldn't have to worry about him.
Dean didn't know when but at some point after he'd crawled back into his nest he'd started tearing up. He quickly wiped the tears away and started aggressively rearranging the pillows and clothes along his nest, until he wasn't rearranging and just punching down into the materials angrily.
“Stupid- needy idiot -” Dean grunted as he punched a pillow wrapped in one of his old band T shirts. He grabbed one of his pathetic blankets from home and wrapped it around himself like he normally did and laid back down. He felt like he was being needy and overemotional now, and he sighed in frustration. The warmth from the afternoon sun was nice at least, as it beamed through to him in the window seat. It didn't take long for his body to give up again, apparently it had a lot of catching up to do in the rest department.
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Dean woke up with a startle, he hadn't realized he'd fallen asleep. He was facing the window when he shot upwards into a seated position. The first thing he heard were odd clicking noises but then that deep familiar voice greeted him.
“I am sorry- did I wake you?” Castiel asked from behind him. Dean looked over to see the alpha propped up on the bed, laptop in his lap, and a worried, if not slightly startled look on his face.
“Uh no, you're good. What are you doing over there?” Dean asked pretty confident he'd told the alpha he was allowed in the nest. Dean's heart sank a little knowing that Cas wasn't taking him up on the offer.
“Just some work. Anna called and scolded me. She said I need to be as close to you as possible during your heat, so I moved the laptop in here, I hope this is okay?” Castiel's accent seemed to thicken the longer he spoke and Dean kinda hated how he noticed. He also hated feeling like he was causing Cas more problems, and that Anna was apparently making the alpha console him.
“You don't have to do shit, work wherever you want.” Dean grumbled, sleep still in his voice. He felt guilty the moment the words left his mouth, Cas frowned at him. But Dean turned back towards the window and laid back down. He pulled the blanket tighter around himself and heard Cas get up from the bed. He waited to hear the door close before he would turn back around and have another good cry. But instead he was jumping out of his skin because apparently the alpha knew how to float, given the fact that he didn't hear the footsteps as he walked up to the nest. Cas had placed his hand on Dean's shoulder softly and leaned down just next to the nest.
“Solnyshko, Dean…may I lay with you?” Cas whispered. Dean turned his head to look over at the alpha confused.
“I thought you had work to do? And I told you, you can come into my nest whenever you want, you don't have to keep asking.”
“Da, there is work but it can wait- you are upset. And I cannot do this, in our culture this is very rude behavior before a pair is mated.” Dean blushed at Cas’s words, turning his head back towards the window. He could hear the alpha stepping back and removing his shoes again before he climbed into the nest. Dean was upset, but it was mostly at himself for needing so much attention. But he couldn't help it and absolutely melted into the alpha's arms as they came up to wrap around him from behind. Cas pulled him closer once he was settled and Dean's chest immediately started vibrating with a purr and he cursed at his omega.
“Just because Anna said I need this doesn't mean you have to.” Dean did not want to say what he did but he needed Cas to know that he wanted him to want to be there not just be an obligation. He also desperately hoped the alpha couldn’t smell the reaction his body was currently having to being small spooned.
“Hmm I don't think I understand you Dean-” Castiel was suddenly tense behind him and Dean sighed, rolling over to face the alpha before continuing their conversation. “Do you not like me in the nest?”
Dean's stomach twisted when he got his eyes back on the alpha. Cas was looking at him like he was from outer space. Or speaking a different language and then Deans stomach twisted with guilt. Cas didn't need to deal with all of his problematic emotions and heat related mood swings, let alone try and understand it all though a language he barely just started to learn.
“I just, uh, if you don't want to, if you don't like me, you don't owe me anything-nothing, nada. I'll be okay, you saved me from those guys at the bakery then from my dad kicking the crap outta me. You've done enough, if you don't want me around I get it.” Dean's been here before, he's had his share of one night stands. He knew when to bow out and Cas and his family had already gone above and beyond. Dean didn't understand why Cas was being so nice to him but he needed to make sure Cas knew he was off the hook. A few minutes passed, or hours, however long it was, it took far too long for Cas to answer him. Dean was about ready to call Bobby and ask him to pick him up before Cas’s hand reached up and grabbed Dean by his chin. “I'll uh just need a ride to Bobby's or the apartment…the Impala -baby- is there-”
“Dean? Do you think I'm not…that you. You deserve to be cared for.” Castiel's head was tilted again and Dean found himself not only getting lost in those piercing eyes but in the words as well. The thought hadn't really occurred to him, how would someone want him? He had nothing, was nothing.
“I…” Dean didn't know how to respond, his forehead crinkling in frustration. But before he could even try to form a thought he got a whiff of his own scent and stiffened. He knew he smelled like a damn bakery most of the time, the vanilla and sugar overpowering him usually, but sometimes there was the faint smell of whiskey and grease. Something in the scent told him he should be embarrassed, it felt all wrong like he was lost and he was reaching out. He felt vulnerable, like for the first time he couldn't figure this out on his own, and his body was trying to get the alpha to help him understand.
“Dean there's nothing I want more right now than to hold you, and make you happy.” Castiel's gruff voice interrupted the spiral of thoughts and Dean pressed his head down against the pillow, eyes glued to the alpha as he spoke. “I understand most do not believe in true mates anymore but it is something I've always wished for. There is very little doubt in my mind left that we aren't.” Dean felt the butterfly in his stomach wake back up as Cas let go of his chin to trace down his jaw and to his neck, where a bite would go.
“How can you be so sure? Look at me Cas- I'm nothing, I'm nobody. You've got a family that loves you, a home, money. I'm just a stupid needy omega.” Dean wanted to shout and throw something but the heat rolling off of the alpha's hand as he traced gentle lines along Dean's skin had him purring again instead.
“Dean, Solnyshko, to me this is not true. You are strong, and beautiful and you care so much, for your friends, for your brother, even for the father that abuses you.” Dean hid his face in the crook of the alpha's neck as he started speaking, feeling the blush burning his face. “There is something in you that calls to me, Dean-” Castiel's hand reached down and pulled his head back up so Dean was forced to look at him again. “Do not talk like this again, okay? There is one thing I want and it is you.” Cas’s face had gone all serious, eyebrows scrunching together and lips tightening into a straight line. His last statement had started to sound like a command but Dean knew somewhere deep inside of him the alpha wasn't going to be like his dad, he wasn't going to make Dean do anything he really didn't want to. And while Dean might struggle to believe he was worthy of the alpha currently holding him, his omega was starting to come back online as Cas’s other hand moved around his waist to pull him closer towards the alpha's chest.
“Oh-okay.” Dean really struggled to form anything coherent to say back to the alpha, he wanted to say more but the words just didn't come. It was probably because he was already feeling vulnerable as it was, but he knew if he was actually brave he'd be able to tell Cas how much he already meant to him as well.
“Is there something else bothering you?” Cas whispered, his head leaning closer to Dean's. Dean saw the alpha's eyes darken, his body apparently reacting to Dean's scent before his brain understood. Dean wanted to hog tie his omega when he felt a wetness forming between his legs again. The words left him before he could stop them.
“If you want me why won't you fuck me?” Dean's hands found their way up Castiel's chest, one hand moving to the tie the alpha seemed to like to wear quite a lot. Dean didn't have time to be embarrassed about his outburst because soon Cas’s mouth was crushing his. Dean's stomach flipped and he started hungrily kissing the alpha back. His omega shivered with pride as the alpha groaned into his mouth. Cas’s hand at his hip pulled them closer together and Dean bit the alpha's lip as he felt the man's erection press into his front.
“Dean-fuck- I want to.” Castiel spoke in between kisses. Dean didn't like where this was going so he sunk his hand lower, pressing his palm against Castiel's cock through his pants. Dean smiled into their kiss when Cas rolled his hips into his palm. Dean was about to dig his hand under the alpha's clothes when he felt the alpha's hand doing the same to him.
“Cas, you're driving me crazy -” Dean breathed into the alpha's kiss as he felt a hand reaching behind him and slipping under his pants and underwear. The way Cas’s hand so easily slipped in-between his ass cheeks added blush to Dean's face. His finger was teasing gently at his rim and he forgot his embarrassment at how wet he was when a jolt of pleasure shot through him.
“I can't -” Castiel stuttered, his eyes closing tightly as Dean bit his lip and started pressing his hand against his cock again. “Our first time shouldn't be during your heat Dean, I need to be sure you want this.” Dean's eyebrows rose at that, tempted to laugh in frustration but the noise that came out instead was more like a moan as Cas’s finger finally slipped inside of him.
“You don't think I want this?” Dean slid his mouth along Cas’s stubble, enjoying the way it roughly brushed against his lips. At the same time he rolled his hips back against the hand pressing into him. Cas didn't respond verbally, instead Dean yelped in surprise as Cas pulled his finger back out of the omega and flipped him over like a freaking pancake. Dean immediately whined in delight as he felt Castiel pulling his pants off. Dean helped him as much as he could from the awkward angle but they both gave up when they were around his thighs. Dean's face was pressed into the pillow under him, his hips up in the air where Cas was holding them. Dean felt dizzy as Cas muttered a bunch of Russian words under his breath, while his finger began tracing a circle around his entrance again.
Dean reached down under him, giving his dick some attention as Cas’s fingers sunk into him. He stroked himself slowly, more so to relieve the ache there, but unable to go any faster knowing he would not last long at all if the alpha behind him kept doing what he was. Dean's hand stilled as Cas pulled his finger wetly out of him and Dean heard Cas licking the finger into his mouth. Dean turned his head to the side, to breathe but also to make sure that was in fact what he heard. He couldn't stop the moan or the drool that came out of his mouth as he watched the alpha lick Dean's slick off of his hand. Castiel's eyes snapped open and they took his breath away, their normal sharp blues changed beautifully, a dark red almost purple mixture. Cas’s free hand that had been holding Dean's hip in place slid over to grope at his ass.
“Dean you are…delicious-” Castiel mumbled some more Russian words as he reached out with his other hand. Both of his hands spread Dean's ass open. Dean felt his blush traveling down from the tips of his ears to his neck and into his chest as Cas stared down at him hungrily. Dean had never felt so vulnerable in his life, his omega nudging him to spread his legs further. Castiel crouched behind him and Dean couldn't see his face anymore, but he felt the alpha's hand moving back to his hips to hold Dean still. Dean gasped when he felt Castiel's breath on the dip of skin right above his ass. The alpha's lips hovered there for a moment, breathing in heavily like he was trying to inhale every last wisp of Dean's aroused scent. Soon though the alpha was pressing his mouth to the skin, his tongue darting out and sliding frustratingly slowly and downward. Cas licked at the slick that covered his cheeks and Dean shuddered beneath him, his hand once again starting to slowly stroke at his dick. Cas noticed Dean's movements under him and hummed happily watching the omega shake beneath him. Dean jumped a little when he felt Cas nip gently at his skin.
“So responsive, I haven't even started yet and you're almost there-” Castiel spoke the words into his skin causing Dean to shiver lightly. Dean couldn't find any appropriate words right now.
“Then you better get started alpha -” Dean couldn't help but wiggle under the alpha's hold. Cas didn't need further permission, he simply brought his hands back to either side of Dean's ass, squeezing the flesh there a little harder than necessary as he spread Dean open again. Dean could feel his hole clench in anticipation as Cas licked a slow path to his center. The alpha growled into him and Dean gasped again feeling the alpha's tongue tease at the ring of skin there. The omega felt so wet as Cas finally licked into him and he supposed he was considering the happy hum from the alpha behind him. Dean felt the warmth from Castiel's tongue mixing with the excessive amount of slick spilling out of him and he cried out in over-stimulated pleasure. Cas was right, he would be coming already if his hand wasn't tightly gripping the base of his cock to stop himself. His back arched as one of Cas's hands joined his tongue. A finger lightly tracing around the organ sloppily spearing into him. That finger easily slipped in under Cas’s tongue and Dean's body clenched around it.
Cas sank the finger deeper than his tongue could reach. His mouth fully closed in over the omega, hungrily lapping at every drop coming out of Dean. Dean had to let his dick go, the tension building too fast, he could feel his whole body tensing as Cas added another finger. The alpha withdrew his tongue, leaning his head back and taking a deep shaky breath as he watched his own fingers easily sliding in and out of the omega.
“Cas- please- fuck don't stop-” Dean begged, actually begged and this apparently set something off in the alpha as he leaned back in desperately. His tongue was immediately back to Dean's rim, tracing circles around his fingers that were pumping in and out. Dean pushed back against them, his body shaking as he heard Cas undoing his belt and pants behind him. He lost all focus when Cas’s fingers found his sweet spot. Cas noticed the reaction and left his fingers right there tracing slow intentional circles into the bundle of nerves. The alpha's tongue licking up the slick pouring out of him. Cas pushed him down into the pillows and blankets under them and Dean used the added stimuli to rub his erection against. After Cas had shoved him down he immediately spread Dean back open, his mouth pushing wet obscene kisses into his opening alongside the fingers relentlessly stroking his insides. Dean lost control completely when Cas spread his fingers slightly making a V with them and pushed his tongue in-between them. The Omega's body slumped in relief as he thrusted his dick into his hand squished beneath him.
Cas seemed to notice the stutter in Dean's movements and slowed his fingers thrusting motions as he guided Dean down from his high. Dean moaned the alpha's name as Cas continued to lick at him. Dean craned his neck to look back at him as best as he could. The warmth of his own release coating his hand as he observed the alpha stroking at his own erection behind him. Cas’s dick was big, and it looked red and ready to fill him, Dean couldn’t stop himself from licking his lips, remembering the taste of it fondly.
“Fuck Cas you're really good at making me come-” Dean purred seeing the alpha's eyes flick up to him. His irises had gone completely red and Dean shook at the intensity. Cas’s mouth loudly separated from where he had been licking at Dean and he used the back of his hand to wipe his mouth before leaning over the omega. His lips traced up the center of Dean's spine, his hand pulling up the fabric of Dean's shirt as he went.
“You're so wet my omega -” Castiel growled into Dean's mouth before kissing him. Dean couldn't stop himself from rolling his hips up into the alpha's. Cas groaned, his erection sliding along the mess of slick on Dean's ass cheeks. Dean thought now that his heat was definitely in full swing, because he already felt himself getting hard again as Cas’s length slid along his ass. “Do-not-move.” Cas’s voice deepened as his hands went back to Dean's hips, holding him down. The alpha leaned back a little watching as his dick slid between Dean's cheeks. His dick getting covered in Dean's slick as he did so. Dean wanted nothing else in the world right now than to roll his hips up and get Cas into him but the alpha had a tight grip on him as he guided his dick up and down the slit of his ass.
“Yes alpha -” Dean moaned, chills running down his entire body as Cas brought them as close to actual penetration as they ever had been. Dean moaned again, biting the inside of his lip as Cas grunted above him. The alpha leaned his head down between Dean's shoulders as his hips thrusted forward. He watched as the head of his cock slipped forwards and back along Dean's backside. Dean felt the alpha's teeth scraping along his skin as his hips began to move faster and shakier.
“Mmhh-” Cas grunted loudly and he suddenly sat up, separating them. Dean cried at the loss of warmth but gasped in surprise when he felt hot cum splash his back and heard Cas grunting almost painfully behind him. Dean turned around to see Cas back on his heels staring down at him with such devotion that Dean started to blush again. Cas reached forward dipping his finger into the mess he had made on his back. Dean felt him pushing the liquid around slowly as they stared at each other breathing heavily. Dean thought for a moment Castiel was going to shove the cum covered digit back inside of him but Cas seemed to regain control as he pulled his hand back.
“We should clean up…” Dean breathed out in a whisper as Cas continued to stare at him. Dean smiled into the alpha's mouth as he leaned down to kiss him. Dean was absolutely floating at all the physical attention he was getting. But he grumbled in protest when Cas actually listened to him and left the nest to go grab some wet wash cloths for them.
“Stay there solnyshko…” Cas asked gently as he walked off towards the bathroom. A minute later he was back and wiping Dean's back with a warm and wet washcloth.
“Mm that feels really nice actually-” Dean sighed, turning over as Cas guided him too. Dean lazily stretched out his hand to the alpha who wiped Dean's release off. Cas was carefully tracing the cloth around his dick, through the hair in-between the base of his cock and his belly button. Dean sighed happily, not surprised at all when his dick twitched interested in the gentle motions from the alpha. Cas looked up at him, arching his brow in surprise and Dean shrugged. “I’m blaming this one on my heat-” Dean laughed, flashing Cas an innocent smile.
“Dean…” Cas smiled back at him and leaned over to kiss him softly. Dean took this as an opportunity to pull the alpha back into the nest with him. Cas didn't fight him and wrapped his arms around Dean as the Omega pulled him close. Cas tossed the washcloth to the side and immediately started pulling Dean's shirt off and the omega eagerly assisted him. Cas’s fingers seeking out Dean's already rock hard nipples. The alpha was eagerly sucking the nub into his mouth the moment Dean's shirt was off, Dean responded by almost choking Cas with his tie before he could rip the alpha's shirt off as well. Within two minutes they were both fully naked and touching each other as much as possible.
Dean really wasn't sure how much time passed, him and Cas basically spent the remainder of the daylight hours wrapping around each other in the nest, touching and kissing and occasionally Dean napping in-between make out sessions. Dean truly believed he was in heaven the way the alpha was treating him, but that all ended when his stomach rumbled loudly.
“You need to eat.” Castiel remarked as he tried to escape Dean's arms and climb out of the nest.
“Mmm I need you-” Dean countered, upset as Cas successfully climbed out of his hold. Cas began to get dressed in a pair of sweatpants and a loose T shirt and Dean conceded after hearing his stomach rumble again. “Do we have anything here?” Dean asked, knowing he kinda crashed the house warming party.
“There's the pie you didn't finish -”
“Awesome…” Dean shot up and out of the nest also stumbling to put on a pair of underwear and sweatpants. Castiel smiled at his excitement, happy that he could provide for the omega.
“I will need to go and get us something more sustaining-” Castiel spoke softly as he followed Dean out of the bedroom and into the kitchen. Dean already had the pie box in his hands, lid open by the time Cas caught up with him. Dean was thankful that the pie had already been cut into slices and grabbed the one that looked the biggest. He was fairly sure there wasn't any silverware in the house yet either.
“I like to cook, I can make a list-” Dean said in between mouthfuls, trying and failing not to blush at the way Castiel was watching him devour the pie.
“Otlichno-good yes please.” Cas seemed genuinely relieved and Dean wondered if Cas knew how to cook anything. Dean didn't pry, just continued to eat his pie while Cas handed him his cell phone. The phone was open on a note document and Dean pondered for a few minutes. He made the list and handed the phone back. Cas replaced the phone with the bottle of antibiotics and Dean was immediately thankful.
“Thanks I forgot -” Dean leaned back in the chair he was in to reach back and open the fridge to grab another bottle of water. He swallowed the pill and chased it with a few sips of water. He almost spit it back out when he noticed Cas coming back out of the bedroom dressed back in his usual suit. The alpha walked back over to the table and grabbed the car keys laying there. “Where are you going?” Dean whined, looking up at the alpha from his chair.
“Dean, you can't just eat pie.” Cas leaned down and kissed his forehead before he scented Dean again. Dean immediately started blushing as he instinctively did the same.
“You gotta warn a guy before you do that Cas-” Dean was about to grab the alpha by his suit collar and slam him into the table but the alpha seemed to sense his sudden arousal and moved quickly to the front door.
“I've told Gadreel to keep an eye on the house while I'm gone, I will be right back, Solnyshko.” Dean pouted his lip but he couldn't argue with him. Dean understood the alpha's desire to provide. John had been like that before everything went to shit. That and Dean did really want a burger.
Notes:
Notes- Hey guys! Thanks for all the comments/Kudos I really appreciate it! Anyway I hope you’re still enjoying.
Russian Words/Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Otlichno : Awesome, very good, excellent.
Chapter 14
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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The drive back into town went faster than Castiel expected. He chose to go to the larger town rather than stay close by so he could be sure he got everything on the list. His mind was fully disconnected from rational thought. All he could think about was the half naked omega he'd left in his kitchen. Visions of the omega purring his name and gasping for air as Cas took care of him. Cas shook his head clear for a moment and pulled his phone out of his suit pocket.
Castiel dialed one of Raphael's workers, knowing he was in town on a job earlier that ended sooner than expected. He sent the beta to a neighboring town for some supplies that didn't make it onto Dean's list. Like more blankets and soft things for his nest, including some waterproof liners. He also gave the recruit Dean's measurements for some new clothes. He liked Dean's tight fitting T shirts but the alpha couldn't help but want to put Dean in nice, expensive things. Although he got the feeling Dean wouldn't necessarily ask for all the things he was buying he desperately hoped to make the omega happy. A part of him also hoped if he filled the home with things for the omega he would stay there after his heat was over.
Castiel's thoughts turned dark as he thought of one more stop he'd need to make. He needed to buy the omega a necklace. Since Dean and all of their family agreed to them courting Castiel needed to make the purchase, he should've technically bought it before asking, but their situation was, unusual. Sometimes couples still bought collars but Cas always thought this was an outdated practice, he wouldn't even be opposed to simply buying the man a ring instead like some of the younger alpha's were starting to do nowadays. But Dean didn't seem to mind the idea of a necklace when Castiel had brought it up the other day. The omega apparently likes jewelry in general, the necklace he currently wore given to him by his father long ago.
Once he did get the chance to buy the necklace he would need to finish asking for permission. There were still two people he needed approval from. Samuel, Dean's brother, had given it to him already, convinced as Cas was, that they were true mates.
“I'm not gonna lie, I don't like you asking over the phone- but I understand why you are. I mean not to inflate your overconfidence or anything but you kinda sound perfect for Dean. You have my permission, if Dean wants you I'm not going to stop you. But I will rip your throat out if you ever hurt him-”
Castiel’s lip twitched up into a smile at the memory of the phone call. But with Sam- the alpha had asked him to stop calling him Samuel immediately - and with the permission from his own brothers he just needed to ask Bobby, who according to Gabe and Sam had become the father Dean should've always had. And he needed his own family's alpha. That person right now was his father, but seeing how he and his brothers were plotting to overthrow him into an early retirement, that person would actually be Mikhail. Cas couldn't stop his teeth from baring as he growled in the car by himself. He was remembering Mikhail telling him to get rid of the omega during their last phone call.
Castiel parked the car in a large lot as he thought. There was always another option, if Castiel killed their father, nature would take over and the other alpha's would see him as the family alpha, until he either died, resigned, or was challenged. But he and his brothers were not currently intending on killing their father, they knew there was a chance they'd need to but right now they were simply planning on trapping him somewhere pleasant without his connections. He didn't want to be the family alpha but as his mind flickered back to the image of Dean softly smiling at him in a gentle morning light Cas knew he'd do absolutely anything he needed to, including killing his own father. If he and Dean were true mates that meant they were fated for each other, destiny couldn't be wrong and if fate told him to destroy anyone in-between him and Dean, he would. He'd do it in every life, every universe he would lay himself bare and sacrifice the world for the omega.
The grocery store he had driven to had a bright neon light glowing and golden in the dark, casting long shadows along the parking lot. He turned to get out of the car and looked up to see the sign, shining down on him and the parking lot in the shape of a sun. Castiel's heart fluttered reading the name of the store silently in his head.
-Sunshine Foods-
The alpha smiled thinking about the omega shaped sunshine he had waiting for him back at home. If the giant sun wasn't a sign that he was on the correct path then he didn't care if he was wrong. The shopping went smoothly even though Cas had to call Gabriel a few times to clarify what Dean meant by certain words. Castiel was by no means a cook, and he was still struggling with English.
Cas had sent Gabriel a picture of the cart when he had crossed everything off, just to be safe.
“Looks good little bro, but-”
“What? Is something wrong?” Castiel immediately panicked, looking through everything in the cart as he spoke.
“No, no, you just need to buy him something.”
“I am buying him food-” Castiel crinkled his forehead trying to understand what Gabriel meant.
“No like something small that tells him you were thinking about him while you were gone…a lot of alphas buy flowers, or chocolate-”
“Pie!” Castiel shouted excited, and Gabriel laughed at him on the other side of the phone. A woman who was shopping in the same aisle as him turned and glared at him and Castiel apologetically waved at her for the outburst.
“Da, yes pie. Good luck picking out the necklace Cassie, talk to you later -”
Gabriel hung up the phone and Castiel made his way back to the bakery area. He grabbed as many pies as there were flavors then he headed up to the cashier. Cas felt a little guilty not buying the pie from his brother. Gabriel was definitely enjoying having the bakery as a front for the actual family business. The omega had also had issues with their alpha father, not dissimilar to Dean and his father. But baking always seemed to improve the Omega's mood, especially when he got to watch people enjoy his work.
Castiel checked out and put everything in his car. When he was back inside the Volvo he pulled his phone back out to check the time. It was nearing 8 p.m. already. Him and Dean had spent a lot of the day lost together somewhere in a timeless bubble and Castiel desperately wanted to get back to that. But instead he had two more stops. The recruit would be meeting him at the jewelers house where he could pick Dean's necklace out in privacy. There he would also take what the beta got on his shopping list. The jewelers house was thankfully on the way back towards the new house, and to Bobby's. The other alpha already knew he was coming by and Castiel was actually quite nervous. Gabriel had said he had no advice for him, just to make sure he was wearing his bullet proof vest and his laces were tied.
“Alpha Castiel.” The young beta man greeted him as he got out of the car at the jewelers house. Castiel wordlessly opened the trunk of his car and watched as the beta moved everything from his to the alpha's vehicle. “Do you need further assistance inside Alpha Castiel?” The beta asked as Castiel closed the trunk after he'd moved everything over. The jeweler was technically in their pocket already, he didn't even know Castiel fully intended on paying this time. But the alpha did briefly consider dragging the grunt along with him to Bobby's for back up. But his inner alpha told him that was wrong. Just like he was buying the necklace, he had to face Bobby by himself.
“No, send Raphael my regards. When he's back from overseas he needs to come by Alpha Luke's new home.” The beta nodded silently, he ignored the offense of Castiel formally addressing Luke and not Raphael.
Raphael had mysteriously decided to go back to the home land to be with their father and Mikhail the day after he and Luke had arrived on Gabriel's doorstep. Castiel wasn't above being offended himself.
Slowly, Castiel walked away from their cars to knock on the front door of the jeweler's house. The man that answered the door had never met Castiel but he knew who he was. The older man stepped to the side to let him inside without saying a word. Castiel looked the man over, closely. He was much older but that didn't mean he wasn't still a threat. After a few silent moments Cas walked through the threshold deciding that the man just had something odd about him. He wasn't armed, just leaned heavily on a cane, the tips of his fingers red with pressure as he did so, that being the only thing giving away the fact he was in any pain at all.
The man walked them from the entryway across the hall. Before he opened the next door he took Castiel's coat, not reacting at all to the now visible holstered gun. Cas continued to silently size the man up. The reason this specific jeweler was in the mafia's pocket was not unknown to him. The old man said something before opening the door to his office but Castiel was lost in thought. Of course it had been years, decades even, but Castiel saw the pictures of the crime scene before his family came in to cover the murderers tracks. Back then he was called by another name…
“...Death?” Castiel snapped back to the present.
“Excuse me?” Castiel asked, bewildered.
“Are you deaf?” The older man repeated himself.
“Uh no, sorry, just had a long day…” Castiel was surprised by the man's bluntness, but more so by his timing.
“I asked if you had any ideas in mind.” The old man repeated again as he opened the door to his office. Castiel huffed in relief and followed him inside. He did have quite a few ideas. They didn't talk for very long, Cas’s ideas were doable and expensive as the old man stated. But it was obvious between the late hour and Castiel's thick accent the jeweler was quickly tired of him. They sorted out the details and Cas handed the man a large envelope of money before he reached for the front door to let himself out.
“O-oh…” the man whispered, feeling the thickness of the envelope handed to him. “This is for your mate isn't it?” Castiel's eyes narrowed before he answered.
“You don't know that.” Castiel's hand hesitated on the door handle. And the older man tucked the envelope into his breast pocket.
“You'll find it's difficult to threaten an old man…” Castiel was about to kill him, no more questions asked, when instead the man placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “It is however a lot easier than this-” he patted the envelope”-to buy one's silence.” Castiel's hand moved back away from his pistol, instead reaching back for the front door handle.
“Very good. Call me when it's ready.” Castiel stepped back out into the night air. The front door closed behind him and he relaxed for a moment. But then he remembered where his next stop was. Suddenly walking back in and having a couple of drinks with a murderer sounded like more fun. But he needed to do this, without Bobby's permission Castiel wasn't confident Dean would still want to continue their courting.
The drive to Bobby's was too short. It didn't help that the alpha was sitting outside on his porch when he got there, so he had no time to think before he got out of the car. He stepped out of the vehicle and made sure the doors stayed unlocked in case he did have to make a quick retreat. He highly suspected he might as he slowly walked over to the house. Bobby was sitting, shot gun in his lap, glass of whiskey perched on his knee and eyes trained on Castiel's every step. Castiel walked slowly to the first step leading up to the porch and squared his shoulders.
“Alpha Bobby I've ask-” Bobby cut him off by cocking his shotgun.
“I don't trust you, or like you-” Bobby stood up from his chair and Castiel swallowed the lump in his throat, at least he was going to die for something good. “But Dean seems to so you've got one chance-” Bobby put the gun down on the chair where he had been sitting and leaned against one of the pillars of the house. “Now go on and get it over with.” Bobby's arms crossed across his chest and Castiel's breath finally came back. The younger alpha stuttered for a moment, looking to his shoes, then the dark night sky, then back to Bobby.
“I've made an offer of courtship to Omega Dean.” Bobby's eyes didn't look surprised but he uncrossed his arms and put his fist in his pockets instead. “I'd appreciate your permission as his chosen family alpha, to seek a mating bond at the end of our courtship…” Castiel couldn't help but flinch as Bobby moved suddenly, just pacing back and forth at the top of the porch, following the length of the steps.
Bobby sighed loudly and puffed out his chest before turning back around to his chair. He leaned down and grabbed his gun again before turning back around to Castiel. Cas figured if he started running right now, most of the damage would be minor considering the distance between them still. But his body refused to move as Bobby just sternly stared at him.
“Well come on in for a drink then.” Castiel shook his head in surprise, his head tilting as he watched Bobby spin around and walk into the house first. Castiel felt frozen in place, shocked until he heard Bobby shouting from inside his house. “Get to steppin’ kid!” Castiel immediately listened and hopped up the stairs two at a time, taking long strides across the porch before pushing his way inside. There he found a very warm and welcoming home before him. The walls were lined with bookshelves and the place smelled like dust and memories. Castiel's chest ached with the want for such a home, filled with joy and life. “You drink whiskey?” Bobby asked, more so stated as he slid Cas a glass with the dark liquid in it.
“Da, thank you alpha Bobby-” Castiel sipped the liquid after Bobby instructed him to sit down at the kitchen table with him.
“An that's enough of that. Just call me Bobby.”
“Bobby-”
“Okay alright, now what do you want with Dean, Castiel?” Bobby almost looked amused but Cas knew better than to let his guard down.
“I believe, me and Sam believe, that Dean and I are true mates. And beyond that I lo-”
“You talk to Sam already?” Bobby interrupted him with his eyes wide.
“Yes, I spoke with him on the phone the other night and have purchased his airfare for this upcoming weekend visit.”
“You're doing good kid-” Bobby smiled, and it felt genuine so Castiel relaxed a little. “Well if Sam likes you I've got nothing to add. Those boys haven't seen each other in almost a year. I'm sure Dean is over the moon.”
“Yes he is happy, and safe now. I can discuss my plans for John Winchester and give you proof of my salary if you would like as well.” Bobby actually laughed this time. Pouring them another shot of the dark liquor.
“You could've killed John for all I care, screw that asshole. The only thing I care about is that Dean is happy. If he wants you then I want that for him. You understand?” Castiel nodded his acknowledgement, clinking their glasses together as Bobby raised his glass to meet the other alphas. “And keep in mind how good I am at making blood disappear.” Castiel nearly choked on his drink at Bobby's comment.
“Yes sir-” Cas remembered Gabriel filling him in on Bobby and his ties to their family business. Apparently Bobby’s mate had been murdered some time ago now and Bobby needed help tracking the murderer down. But he hadn’t needed any help getting rid of the evidence, thus resulting in Gabe offering him a job.
“That kid's been through hell. You treat him right or you'll have a line of people waiting for their turn to kick your ass.”
“I couldn't, I would not hurt him. He is vozlyublennyy, I love him Bobby.” Bobby's eyes narrowed but he continued to listen. “I know it is sudden but there is just a feeling.” Cas placed his hand over his chest where his heart would be. “My alpha knows, he was made for me. I am not a good person, I've done many bad things but Dean, Dean feels right, like a pathway to righteousness.”
“Hm, well s’long as your alpha knows it's Dean's choice in the end you've got my permission.” Bobby took a big swig of his drink and reached his hand out to shake the younger alpha's.
“Thank you sir, Bobby, thank you-” Cas felt his heart racing as he stood up to shake the other man's hand.
“Jus’ Bobby. You're okay, kid. You've got some balls coming here and asking. Just remember what I said.” Bobby's hand gripping his a little rougher than needed.
“Bobby, thank you. I really need to leave now. But I deeply appreciate your hops-but-tally.” Cas knew he said the word wrong but Bobby seemed to understand as he clapped him on the back and walked with him back to the front door. Cas was about to run off back to his car before Bobby could change his mind.
“Oh one more thing-” Castiel froze, halfway down the steps. “Tell the kid to give me a call when his heat is over, he's got some work to do.” Castiel smiled and nodded running back to his car, excited to start making his way back to the Omega finally. He had just pulled out of Bobby's property when he felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. He struggled to get the gadget out while he was steering but panicked when he noticed it was Dean's number calling him.
“Hello Dean?” Castiel answered as quickly as possible.
“Cas, where are you?”
“I'll be there soon, I just finished my last errand.” Castiel's heart ached hearing Dean's voice, he sounded like he was in pain.
“Everything fucking hurts, and damnit Cas I really want you here…”
Castiel knew that tone. He'd spent a good portion of the day getting intimately familiar with that tone of Dean's voice. And he also knew, and Anna had warned him, Dean had sustained a lot of injuries recently. If they were close it would be easier for Dean to heal, something about true mates having healing abilities for their mates. Being away for so long had clearly resulted in Dean’s discomfort returning.
“I'll be there as soon as I can solnyshko…” Castiel didn't know how else to ease the Omega's worry but soon he was trying to remember how to drive as Dean was whining in his ear.
“Cas I need you. Fuck remember that thing you did with your fingers this morning, I've been thinking about it for like an hour now-”
Cas groaned, remembering exactly what Dean was talking about. Cas would much rather have his face shoved back in-between Dean's legs and licking up his delicious slick than driving right now.
“Yes, Dean I remember…” Castiel was tempted to fall into the bait and listen to the omega come undone over the phone again but he knew he'd need to pull over. This would slow him down substantially.
“Alpha Cas I love the sound of your voice-”
Castiel's inner alpha was screaming at him to please his omega. Dean's heat was making him insatiable, not that the alpha minded or wasn't enjoying himself. But the omega was draining his alpha's patience. Castiel wanted, needed, to take. He wanted to mate the omega basically the moment he started chasing after him at the bakery. He wanted to bite down on that soft spot on his neck and claim him. Then he wanted to hold him down and fill him with his cum. His hands gripped the steering wheel painfully, trying to distract his mind from his now throbbing erection.
“Cas?”
Dean's worried voice snapped him back from his filthy thoughts.
“Dean…do you know what you do to me?” Castiel was speeding now, he felt guilty as he heard the growl in his voice but Dean seemed to enjoy this based on his reply.
“Fuck Cas, drive faster please.”
“Mm-I can't.” Castiel moaned back to the Omega, his foot fully pressed down on the gas pedal already. He reached down and pressed his palm against his dick through his pants, trying to calm it down. It had the reverse reaction because as his palm made contact, Dean whined on the other side of the phone. For a moment he saw red, his world shaking around him after the omegas cry. He needed Dean, now, needed to know he was safe, warm, satisfied, and his. Only his.
“Cas please I need you here. My body's like freaking aching for you.”
Cas quickly moved his hand back up to the steering wheel, gripping it tightly as his alpha told him again and again to give into his instincts. The voice inside his head repeating the omegas name over and over like a prayer.
“Dean…I think you've made me go into a rut.” Castiel knew the words were true before he even finished saying them. He could smell the overpowering scent of rain and pine. There was an electric charge in the air around him as he turned the wheel sharply, the car spitting gravel out from under the tires as he sped down the main road on his and his brothers property.
“Oh my God Cas yes, that's so hot-”
Cas growled again hearing the hitch in Dean's breath. He knew the omega was touching himself and Cas was ready to start participating in some deforestation to make a straight path to the cabin. But the Volvo would not make it there in one piece if he did. So instead he swerved the car around the narrow driveway at a dangerous speed. He could hear the tires screeching over the phone now as he pulled up along the house.
“Dean, you'd better be naked in the next ten seconds.” Castiel growled and heard the omega yelp softly before he hung up the call. He flung the car door open but immediately he bared his teeth as the smell of another Alpha hit him.
“Alpha Castiel?” Gadreel asked, his eyes wide as he smelled Cas’s aggressive scent reach him.
Castiel reasonably knew he'd asked the alpha to watch over the house while he was gone. But he was back now so he needed to leave.
“Leave-” Castiel would apologize for the command after his rut was over. But right now his alpha was telling him to kill the other alpha for being anywhere near his omega. Gadreel didn't need to be told twice, the other alpha heard the strain in his voice and saw the glow in his eyes.
Castiel watched him drive away, before he started pacing around the house. He released his scent, making sure it was still strong from the initial marking. This time around it was more aggressive, some of Dean's scent had escaped through his perch in the window seat and Cas felt his alpha clawing at him from the inside to hurry up and get inside. Castiel quickly finished his lap of the house and double checked the front of the house making sure Gadreel's car was long gone.
He walked up to the front door and struggled with his keys for a moment, almost kicking the door in instead. But he heard the click of the lock and pushed the door out of the way, slamming it into the wall inside. Dean's heat pheromones hit him instantly and he closed his eyes, breathing it in for a heavenly moment. He reopened them as he stepped inside and slammed the door shut behind him, making sure to lock it. His alpha reminding him to not just hunt down his omega but to protect him as well.
Speaking of the omega, Castiel's eyes locked in on the man standing naked in the doorway to their bedroom. Castiel dragged his eyes slowly over the omegas body. Dean was a little taller than him, tan and muscular. Castiel swallowed the saliva in his mouth and tried to fight his alpha back from barring his teeth at the sight before him.
“Alpha…” Dean groaned, his head tilting to the side a little, displaying his neck. Castiel's restraint snapped and he stalked forward. Dean submitted even more, his head fully leaning to the side as his eyes closed softly. Cas’s hands gripped around the omegas neck and he growled.
“Mine-”
Notes:
Russian Words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Vozlyublennyy : Beloved , sweetheart.
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
Chapter 15
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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“Mine-”
Dean felt like his skin had started boiling where Cas was gripping him by the throat. Normally he would be bolting for the exit but something about Cas’s scent told him he was safe, even in this position; naked and displaying his neck.
“Yes, alpha…” Dean's omega purred back as Cas’s grip on his neck loosened, his mouth leaning in. Dean could feel the alpha breathing his scent in, a moment later a warm tongue was licking along the muscle there that ran from under his ear to his collar. Dean shivered when he felt the scrape of the alpha's sharp teeth.
“Dean-” Cas growled again, his breath warming the skin he had just licked. His mouth snapped shut as he pulled his teeth away from the omega. His one hand was still wrapped around Dean's neck, his thumb pressing roughly along his jaw line. Dean blinked his eyes open as he felt the alpha pull his lips away. The alpha's eyes were glowing red, and Dean could literally see Cas’s heart beating in the vein running along his neck.
The moment the alpha had started touching him again Dean forgot about all his aches and pains that had returned earlier. But now that he was standing there, smelling wonderful and touching him Dean's other aches intensified. His omega begging him to submit, and get the alpha to bite him. And ease the painful need between his legs.
“Cas I'll beg if I have to.” Dean whispered, almost a laugh but he was completely serious. Turns out he didn't have to though because a second later Cas was slamming their faces together. Dean gasped into the onslaught of kisses. Cas wrapped his arms around the back of Dean's legs as they kissed and he picked him up. Dean willingly locked his ankles together around the alpha's back as he was being carried backwards into the bedroom. Cas’s tongue slid wetly along Dean's lower lip, then his teeth snapped forward and bit down. Dean could taste a little blood. He moaned in response and rolled his hips. His erection rubbing up against the alpha currently holding him over the bed.
“Dean my solnyshko. My rut, I can't stop.” Cas’s right hand inched up from where it was gripping the back of his naked thigh. Dean's body clenched, feeling the alpha's fingers moving in-between his legs and dipping into the massive amount of slick already dripping out of him. They both moaned at the same time and Dean rolled his hips backwards into the hand now, his ankles locking tighter to help Cas hold him up as his other hand explored.
“God Cas, then don't stop. I want you so bad.” Dean's omega was vibrating inside of him, shaking with anticipation. This has been all he wanted since the start of his heat. Castiel didn't reply, just groaned into his mouth as he reconnected their lips in a sloppy kiss, teeth clashing as he shoved his tongue into the omegas mouth. Dean jumped in surprise when he felt Cas’s hand moving at his entrance again. His fingers were absolutely soaked already, having dragged them through the mess between Dean's legs. Cas pushed his index finger through the tight rim there. He cursed under his breath in Russian when he felt how tight and warm the Omega was. His body clenching around his finger as his first knuckle sank into the heat.
Dean's head snapped back in pleasure as Cas quickly inserted a second finger alongside the first. Castiel growled at the loss of Dean's lips but his lips followed along the curve of the omegas neck instead when his head fell back in pleasure. Cas kissed along the skin there while his fingers built up a rhythm, pumping in and out of the omega. Castiel's knees made contact with the bed and he gently laid Dean down on top of it. He stood at the edge of the bed, over Dean, keeping his fingers happily buried in the omegas warmth. Dean looked up at the alpha embarrassed as he heard the sound of his fingers wetly slipping in and out of him. Dean swore he saw the moment Castiel's alpha took over. His eyes were basically glowing and a loud growl followed. The alpha's free hand forced Dean's knee to the side, spreading his legs apart widely. Dean's body easily followed the alpha's lead.
The alpha fell to his knees at the edge of the bed. He grabbed Dean's waist with his free hand and dragged his body closer. Dean's legs hung over the edge of the bed and draped over Cas’s shoulders. The alpha hummed happily as he watched his fingers push in and out of the Omega. Cas licked his lips as Dean moaned on the bed above him, the sweet scent of the omegas arousal driving him insane. Cas, remembering their phone call earlier, spread his fingers inside the Omega's body and hungrily dipped his tongue into his warmth.
Dean and the alpha moaned at the same time. Dean's hips wiggled, trying to press down into the alpha's mouth but the alpha held him in place as his tongue lapped at the sweet tasting slick in front of him.
“Cas, you're just teasing now.” Cas darted his eyes up to see Dean had his fist in his mouth biting down, his chest rising and falling quickly as he breathed hurriedly. Cas pulled his tongue back out and licked his lips, savouring Dean's taste as he pushed his fingers in deeper. He rubbed them over the bundle of nerves that Dean had enjoyed last time they did this.
Castiel huffed in surprise when Dean's thighs clamped around his head. Cas smiled at the reaction, feeling the omegas legs shaking as his fingers circled that sweet spot. He kissed the thighs shakily clamped around his head and the muscles there relaxed slightly.
“Fuck Cas yeah keep doing that-” Dean cried as Cas slowly pushed in a third finger, eyes glued to where they were pushing into the omega. His fingers were shining with Dean's wetness and Cas leaned forward again licking the area around where he was thrusting his hand. He licked a stripe up from Dean's entrance past his balls and to the base of his cock. Dean gasped, feeling Castiel's tongue dragging along the underside of his cock as his fingers continued to thrust into him.
“Dean, so beautiful -” Castiel looked up at the omega's face, blush patchy on his cheeks and his lips were parted slightly as he panted in pleasure looking down at him right before he slipped the omega's dick past his lips. Castiel kept his eyes on the omega as he slid his mouth down the length and felt his alpha swell with pride as Dean threw his head back in pleasure again. Cas dipped his head down as far as he could and slowly dragged his lips back up the shaft. His mouth making a wet popping noise as Dean's dick slipped out of his mouth on the way back up. Cas took that moment to circle the head with his tongue before shoving it back in.
“Cas I'm not going to last-” Dean didn't even finish his sentence and Cas started matching the pace of his fingers and his mouth. Dean's hips started to jolt against him again and this time Cas didn't hold him in place. He watched intently as Dean shuddered under him. “Cas!” The omega shouted as Cas shoved his fingers in and kept them there just curling them and teasing Dean's prostate. A second later and Cas was sucking Dean's cum down his throat happily. His alpha whispered in the back of his head more as he licked Dean's release off his cock. Dean was just whimpering under him, overstimulated and glowing.
Castiel stood up and grabbed Dean's hips, pushing him up further into the bed. Dean gasped in surprise but his legs fell open as Castiel began to unbuckle his pants. Cas’s breath caught in his throat as he watched the omega spread his legs for him willingly. Cas climbed into the bed and over him, his mouth leaving a trail of kisses up Dean's chest. Only stopping to taste Dean's nipples briefly before reconnecting their lips. Dean was still trying to catch his breath, his breathing coming out hot and loud through his nostrils as Cas covered Dean's mouth with his. Dean had never felt so hungry for anything before in his life, his tongue excitedly dancing with the alphas. Cas bit down on the omegas lip again as he pulled his dick out of his underwear, stroking himself for a moment before sucking the bitten lip in-between his.
“You have to tell me to stop- if you don't want this” Castiel's alpha was roaring inside his head -more, more MORE- the hand that he wasn't stroking himself with came up to Dean's face, making the omega look into his eyes as he spoke.
“Cas please, I need you.” Dean whined and Cas’s control snapped. His alpha no longer letting him deny the handsome omega under him. Cas released his dick and Dean's face. His hands instead moving to Dean's thighs, grabbing them tightly and dragging the omega closer to him. Dean's eyes widened in surprise as the alpha dragged him effortlessly across the mattress for the second time. Cas’s hands released his thighs and he grabbed his dick lining up the tip with Dean's hole. When Castiel felt Dean's slick on the tip of his cock he gripped Dean's hips painfully. But Dean couldn't focus on that as the alpha harshly pushed his own hips forward. Castiel leaned down over him when his cock was fully buried inside of Dean. Dean's legs shook, his whole body tingling from the orgasm he just had and now from the overwhelming feeling of the alpha's dick hard and hot inside of him.
The alpha whispered a few words in Russian as he started to pull his hips back. Dean wrapped his arms around the alpha's back, he felt a light sting around his rim due to the alpha's size. But he didn't care when the alpha started moving again. Dean swore he saw stars as Cas growled, snapping his hips forward.
Cas just about lost all sense of himself and his surroundings as he sunk his dick fully into the tight warmth of the omega. He leaned down, his whole body covering the man beneath him. His alpha snarled and took over. He slammed his hips forward as he held Dean still. His cock already throbbing in delight as the Omega squeezed around him. His hands moved under Dean's back and gripped Dean's shoulders so he could rock into him. The Omega's dick was hard again between their bodies and Cas grunted, pleased. His dick was sliding in and back out of the Omega so easily with all of the sweet smelling slick Dean was producing.
“Mine-” Castiel groaned again, shoving his dick in as deep as he could from this angle. His hips paused and he stayed fully buried there, then circled his hips shakily. He knew he wasn't going to last long with how wonderful Dean felt wrapped around him. Dean cried out under him and Cas tightened his grip on Dean's shoulders. He leaned back slightly, his tongue tracing along the omega's lips, not fully coherent enough for full kissing, choosing instead to just occasionally lick and nibble on each other's lips.
When Cas recollected himself he started thrusting again. The sound of their bodies connecting rough and harshly echoing around the room in clapping noises. Cas leaned back further and Dean wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, watching the alpha's eyes focus in on him as his hips came to a steady and brutal pace. Castiel had released his shoulders, sitting back on his knees and again grabbing Dean by his waist to hold him down as he pushed into the omega over and over again.
“Alpha yes fuck-” Dean's voice came back to him as Cas started to jack hammer into him. They would have time to make love in the future, all Castiel wanted right now was to lay his claim and fill the omega with his seed.
“Dean I'm going to fill you with my cum-” Cas was bruising Dean's hips with his finger tips as he pounded into him and Dean groaned, biting his bottom lip as Cas hit that spot inside of him again. Cas felt his knot starting to form as he looked down at the wide chested man beneath him, his collar bone and abs glimmering with sweat and patchy with a deep blush. Dean cried out as Cas pounded into him, pushing them both further up the bed.
“Yes alpha-” was all Dean could think to say, his body clenching tightly around the alpha. Dean's instinctual need to please the alpha consumed him as he rolled his body with Cas’s. His hands were pressing into the head board now trying to help Cas keep them still as his body was being speared in half.
Cas leaned back down over him and Dean felt his breath leave his body as he felt Cas’s teeth hovering over his neck.
“Uhnnf-” Castiel grunted, his warm breath ghosting over the skin on Dean's neck and shoulder. Dean was coming again at just the thought of the alpha biting into him. But Cas pulled his head back to watch him as he came. Deans eyes scrunching closed and his body shaking. The pleasure he usually felt in his cock entirely shifted into his skin wrapped tightly around Cas. Cas stuttered more hushed Russian words watching him and slammed into him harshly a few more times before his face was buried in Dean's neck again.
“Cas-baby-fuck yeah -” Dean's words were shaky as the alpha thrusted into him. Dean felt the alpha's knot form and he cried out at the stretching inside of him. Dean's mind locked in on Cas’s teeth hovering over his neck. For a moment, just before the alpha was pouring cum inside of him he thought the alpha was going to bite him, claim him. But instead Cas bit down onto the pillow behind Dean's head.
Dean moaned listening to the filthy sounds Cas was making right next to his ear, muffled by the pillow. Dean's body tightened around Cas’s cock as his knot held them together and his dick leaked cum inside of him. Dean felt his toes actually curling as Cas continued to gently rock into him for another solid minute, his breath shuddering and heavy. Dean felt absolutely soaking wet, between his own slick and the excessive amount of Cum Cas was pumping into him.
“Dean I'm sorry I - I couldn't stop.” Dean winced when Cas shifted above him a little too much. Cas was staring down at him, his eyes filled with concern.
“Cas I wanted this-” Dean did not want the alpha apologizing to him right now. “Just stop moving, or you'll hurt me.” Cas all but stopped breathing at that and Dean chuckled. “Okay you can move a little.”
“Dean, I took advantage of your heat.”
“No you didn't. My heat caused your rut, remember? Cas I swear there's nothing I've ever wanted more.” Dean was starting to question if Cas actually wanted this. The alpha seemed to sense his concern and leaned his head down to kiss him.
“Really?” Castiel struggled to believe that Dean would want to be stuck, tied to him.
“Cas, you just made me come like ten times, you're never getting rid of me.” Dean smiled seeing the relief flash across the alpha's face. Cas kissed him again and Dean deepened it. His omega was belly up and purring, Dean could feel Cas’s alpha rumbling in his chest as well. When they stopped kissing Dean blushed again. Dean could feel his body milking the alpha’s dick still buried inside of him.
“You are so beautiful solnyshko.” Cas whispered against his lips. Dean's chest filled with butterflies, Cas’s intense stare, and words melting him. Dean was feeling brave, given that he had a happy alpha buried to the hilt inside of him. Dean pulled on the alpha's tie, crushing their lips back together and began to unbutton the white dress shirt.
“And you have way too many clothes on still.” Cas laughed into their kiss and Dean was definitely confident now, confident he'd never been happier. The alpha above him stayed still and watched Dean slowly pull his shirt and tie off.
“Dean…I -” Cas hesitated , his mind still fuzzy with hormones and his cock still deep inside of Dean. He pressed his forehead into Dean's chest. “I really like being connected to you like this.” Castiel internally cursed himself, he just said a myriad of filthy things to the omega but he was stumbling through something sweet now. Cas pressed his ear to the Omega's chest, enjoying the way Dean's heart rate spiked.
“Why didn't you bite me? Why didn't you claim me Cas?” Dean's heart was racing.
“I can't Dean, I'm sorry.” Cas wrapped his arms tightly around the omega knowing he was probably upset. “Not while you're on your heat. And tradition, I still need permission from my family alpha.”
“Okay.” Dean's heart was still racing and Cas could smell his scent turning upset. “Will you…can you just keep holding me?” Castiel's heart ached after the statement.
“I am Solnyshko. I will, always.” Castiel lifted his head and pressed gentle kisses along the omega's collar bone. He could feel his knot starting to deflate and Dean shifted slightly.
“I really like being connected to you too Cas.” Castiel's heart crumbled watching the omega awkwardly muttering under him and blushing. Castiel needed to get his blessing quickly. He already caved more than he ever expected, and even now as Dean was just glowing beneath him Cas’s alpha was berating him for not biting him right now.
Notes:
Good morning, happy new chapter day ;D I hope this one was worth the wait, more to come lol when I was writing this my brain shot circuited and just kept going lol Anyway see you guys on sunday!
Russian Words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
Chapter 16
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
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Dean and Castiel spent the next twenty minutes, maybe longer tied together. Even as they disconnected Dean immediately longed to reconnect. His heat had never felt like this, even when they had been touching and playing together before. Something about them finally connecting made Dean's brain hazy and his limbs felt light, like Cas had literally lifted weight off of him by fucking him. Dean had slowly removed all of Cas’s clothes, their lips pressing together lazily as he did so. His body had absolutely nothing left in him though, even with the added heat pheromones, it had been a long day without the alpha around. Dean was sitting on top of said alpha, kissing him deeply and slowly when Cas’s deep voice cut through the blissful fog in his mind.
“Will you take a bath with me?” Cas asked, his hands almost tickling Dean as he lightly traced along Dean's chest.
“Mmk.” Dean hummed encouragingly. Cas sat up and wrapped his arms around Dean's waist. Dean didn't need to be told what to do next, instinctively wrapping his legs around the alpha's waist. Cas slid out of the bed, carrying Dean with him over to the bathroom.
“I really am going to forget how to walk if we keep this up.” Dean laughed but he was enjoying being carried around despite what he said. Dean thought Cas knew that too as the alpha gently placed him down once they entered the bathroom and Cas kissed him briefly.
“Let me take care of you Dean, solnyshko.” Cas spoke as he started to run the water. Dean darted his eyes around the room, unable to maintain eye contact with the alpha. Dean didn't think he'd ever get used to the way the alpha was staring at him.
“Anna told me what that means.” Dean nervously ran his hand through the hair on the back of his head. Trying to change the subject, Dean didn't want to talk about people taking care of him or how it made him feel.
“Da?” Castiel walked back to where he set Dean down a moment ago. “Do you not like this?” Castiel hands reached out for him, landing on his shoulders. There his fingers rubbed small soothing circles into his skin. Dean's skin got goosebumps when Cas’s palms started going up towards his neck again. Dean instinctively leaned his head to the side.
“It's…” Dean sighed deeply, feeling like all the weight he'd been carrying in his shoulders had lifted as Cas continued to touch him. “It's really sweet Cas. I just got surprised, most people, here anyway don't start calling each other pet names until they're dating, or courting I guess.” Dean felt like he was floating as he spoke, Cas’s lips pressing soft kisses into his neck and jaw as he talked. The alpha's scruff rubbed against his skin as he moved his head back to look into the omegas eyes. His head did the little tilt thing that Dean was starting to be very fond of.
“I don't understand.” Cas spoke gently, watching Dean intently, trying to figure out if he'd done something wrong.
“I just swear I remembered you calling me that like the day we met dude. An’ I guess I just thought, I dunno what I thought but I didn't think you really liked me-yet.” Dean's inner voice saying Cas still didn't like him otherwise he would've claimed him. The rational part of his brain flashing back to a half an hour ago to when they were fucking like it was the end of the world.
“Mmm I see.” Castiel took Dean's hand and led him over to the tub. The alpha helped him climb in and turned off the water. Castiel sat behind him in the water and Dean couldn't help but giggle a little with a stray thought as he leaned back in the warm bubbly water against the alpha's chest.
“I just want your extra time -and your kiss” Dean sung the words and followed the lyrics with a few smooching noises. Dean smiled and turned his head to look behind him where Cas was looking at him confused again. “What, you're telling me you've never seen pretty woman?” Admitting he liked pretty woman would normally make him feel embarrassed but Dean's body and soul had never felt this relaxed or free, and he'd be damned if his alpha didn't know about the film.
“There are plenty of pretty women I have seen yes…” Castiel chuckled. “None as beautiful as you solnyshko.” Dean couldn't believe that line worked on him as he got distracted and leaned back to meet Cas for a slow kiss over his shoulder.
“That's not what I meant, we gotta get a movie player and a TV. It's a classic.” Dean smiled and leaned his head back on Castiel's shoulder as he spoke.
“Okay I will get these for you.” Castiel's hands started exploring Dean's chest under the water and Dean moaned contently. “I liked you the moment I saw you Dean…” Castiel mumbled into the hair at the back of Dean's head. Dean's heart beat sped up and his hands found Cas’s thighs under the water gripping them as Cas’s fingers came up to his nipples.
“Really?” Dean gasped, his nipples tingling from the alpha's touch. The warm water in the tub rolled up his chest in a wave as their bodies shifted together under the water.
“I think it's because I chased you, something in our…” Castiel paused trying to think of the right words in English for Dean. The omega grumbled though when Cass stopped playing with the excited nipples under his fingers while he thought. “Something in our biology, it told you to stop running from me, and it told me to protect you. Our bodies knew we were fated for each other the moment I laid my eyes on you in the back of the bakery, our bond had already started developing.”
“Our bond?” Dean was upset that Cas had stopped rubbing his hands all over him but now he was confused. Castiel's hands instead moved from Dean's chest and entwined their fingers together.
“Dean did you read any of the book you and your brother were talking about the other night?” Dean immediately felt embarrassed knowing the answer. Normally he would deflect or find an excuse to leave but he was pretty pinned down.
“Uh a little like a couple of sentences…like true mates being able to heal each other. I know some other stuff, from like rumors and stuff.”
“Da, true mates can make healing from injuries easier or faster. It's also why you won't cramp or be in as much pain during your heat while we're together.” Castiel placed their joined hands over Dean's bare stomach as he spoke.
“Yeah I was kinda going through it when you left before.” Dean mumbled thinking about when Cas went shopping.
“Going through what Dean?” Cas asked genuinely as his lips traced along the omega's neck.
“I mean, I was feeling a lot of cramps and my bruises and stuff were hurting again. Basically every time you are here it just kinda, fades I guess.”
“Yes this is the easiest sign to tell. But if it's real, if we are true mates that means we share a bond, one carried through many lifetimes, where we meet in each one. We know each other's souls. Our bond calls to the other, that's why, everything seems so mmm…correct? Easy?” Castiel squeezed the omega a little closer.
“Do you really believe that? That we could actually be true mates? Is there a way to know for sure?” Dean could hear his own heartbeat in his ears again. The idea of actually finding his person sending his heart into overdrive. Especially if that meant his person, his true mate would be Cas, the hot Russian naked against him in the warm water.
“Yes, you are perfect for me Dean, I just know it. We share a profound bond. I can feel it. But there is one way to know for sure, after we share a mating bite, we will be able to sense each other, even when separated. Until then we can keep looking for the other signs…” Dean gulped at the reply, really wishing Cas had just bitten him earlier, damn his parents and damn tradition.
“What are the other signs?” He asked instead of voicing his previous thoughts.
“Mmm well there's the healing, our scents- yours is very pleasant to me, almost overwhelming. Then there is the heat and rut synchronizing, there will be a stronger desire to procreate; our bodies may more frequently put you in your heat and me in my rut until we've completed the bond.”
“Oh yeah that uh sounds right.” Dean remembered the way he had stared at the alpha before they'd even had sex, how he wanted him to shove his cum covered finger into him. And hell yeah Cas smelled awesome but the voice at the back of his mind was back, whispering doubts. “I'm sorry about your rut Cas, I should've remembered my damn meds.” Castiel released one of Dean's hands and moved it to Dean's jaw, making the omega look back at him.
“Dean do not apologize for this. You were in a bad situation, I should've been there for you sooner. Anyway I've very much been enjoying your heat…” Dean smiled a little, feeling Cas’s dick twitch in interest behind him.
“I'm just not used to it I guess, this is only my second one.” Dean couldn't help but rub back up against the stiffening dick behind him. Cas groaned and Dean smirked a little.
“I -know-unf- I saw your medical records.” Castiel grinded his teeth together as Dean started to rub against him.
“Oh yeah…” Dean remembered watching the alpha hand them over like it was nothing. Dean's body was feeling hot again. His dick getting hard under the water as Castiel groaned behind him. Cas’s fingers tightened on his jaw as he pulled him in for a kiss. The angle was awkward but Dean still managed to nip at the alpha's lower lip. Cas growled and his other hand slid into the water.
“Omega-” Cas’s voice was deep, like a warning. All Dean heard was a challenge and he pushed his hips back, Cas’s dick sliding between his ass cheeks. Two seconds later Cas was releasing his jaw and both of his hands were grabbing Dean's hips. Dean couldn't stop his surprised gasp as Cas shoved his cock straight into him. The sudden fullness caused Dean to shudder, his back arching as he moaned. Cas’s hands released his hips and wrapped tightly around Dean's chest.
“Mmmh yeah Cas-” Dean's head fell back as the alpha growled and started rolling his hips upwards. Cas didn't seem to care about the water sloshing out of the tub as he held Dean in place and thrusted his dick up into the omega. Dean, unsure of what to do with his hands, and his brain absolutely fuzzy with Cas just braced his arms on the sides of the tub to try and help Cas fight against gravity as their bodies slid together in the water.
Dean's dick was already rock hard and aching but the way Castiel's was pounding into him with abandon and hitting that sweet spot, he didn't think it would be a problem for long.
“Fuck Cas-” Dean whimpered as one of the alpha's legs twisted around his. The alpha quickly readjusted them, pushing Dean's chest over the side of the tub and bending him over. Dean's mind for a moment genuinely worrying about the amount of water on the floor now. But soon he was bracing his hands on the floor too, his body half way out of the tub as Cas slammed into him. Dean was blissed out and turned his head to look behind him at the alpha. His breath caught in his chest seeing the red eyes of the alpha, on his knees behind him. Castiel's features had never looked more focused or intense. Dean knew the alpha had taken over when Dean whined and Cas’s eyes snapped up to look at him, one of his hands leaving Dean's waist to instead stick two of his fingers in Dean's open mouth.
“Such a good omega-” Castiel's voice was strained but his rhythm did not falter for a moment as Dean sucked the digits into his mouth. Dean's hands outside of the tub slipped and he lost his balance, Cas’s fingers sliding out of his mouth. “Come here-” Castiel's hands grabbed Dean by his throat and Dean almost came then. But Cas dragged him upwards. Instead of leaning over the tub they were both on their knees, one of Castiel's legs up and to the side as he gripped Dean's neck with one hand and his waist with another.
Dean couldn't stop moaning after Cas started praising him. The feeling of Cas’s cock sliding in and out of him forcefully mixed with the water and slick, everything felt so warm. Dean's body was boiling as he leaned back into the alpha, his eyes squeezing shut as he felt his body reaching the breaking point. Castiel must have noticed because somehow his pace increased and the hand on Dean's neck tightened a little. “Mmm you like this Dean? Be a good omega and come for your alpha.” Dean groaned loudly in shuddering breaths as he came, Cas’s hand gripping possessively around his neck where his scent gland was. Dean’s cum shot out onto the floor with the mess of water they had made and Dean had half the mind to giggle at the sight of the disaster zone but then Cas was bending him over again and Dean realized the alpha was still rock hard and balls deep inside of him.
“Fuck, yeah Cas you feel so good-” Dean spoke each word in-between thrust as the alpha growled behind him. Dean had a moment of clarity thinking it probably wouldn't be a good idea for them to get stuck together in the bathtub but then Cas’s teeth were scraping against his skin on his shoulder, the teeth sharp and slowly moving upward. “Cas-” Dean wanted him to bite him so bad, but he knew Cas wasn't himself right now, consumed by his rut and Dean suddenly understood why Cas had wanted to wait for Dean's heat to be over. Something in the alpha brought him back and he was pulling his teeth away from Dean, instead placing his hand on the back of the Omega's head as he pushed his dick forward one last time. Castiel came to a jolting stop behind him. Dean felt a stream of hot liquid pouring into him as the alpha held his head down and his neck out of fang reach. Dean moaned at the feeling of Cas absolutely filling him with his cum and his knot stretching him open.
“Dean-” Castiel let go of his head and pressed his forehead to the center of Dean's back. He rolled his hips a little and Dean cried out, every inch of his skin tingling and sensitive. “Fuck Dean.” Castiel huffed at Dean's loud reaction, rolling his hips again, pushing his cock impossibly deeper as his cum filled the omega.
“That feels great, but this is a little uncomfortable Cas-” Dean's voice was raw and tired but he was definitely going to need help maneuvering. Castiel leaned down pressing his chest against Dean's back and wrapped his arms around the Omega's center. When he had Dean in a good hold he leaned them both back gently going back to their original position in the tub, Dean laying on top of the alpha. Dean sighed a breath of relief that Castiel had managed to adjust them successfully without hurting their connection. Cas’s knot still buried inside of him.
“Dean, we have a problem.” Castiel's hands were tracing up and down Dean's chest again. Dean's heart beat somehow started to get faster.
“What, what's wrong?” Dean tried to move to look back at the alpha but Cas reassuringly kissed his neck and held him in place, so he couldn't hurt himself.
“You are irresistible solnyshko.” Castiel smiled into the kiss at Dean's neck and the omega felt butterflies in his stomach again. “I'm sorry I lost control.”
“Please lose control again-” the words came out before Dean could even think them and Cas laughed happily behind him. “Seriously, you were all red eyed and hot.”
“It is dangerous Dean, I don't want to hurt you.” Castiel replied while tracing small hearts into the Omega's wet chest, his fingers shifting the room temperature water around his skin. Dean laid his head back, his eyes closing as the alpha sent goosebumps all over his body.
“You won't, I know you won't. I trust you.” Dean didn't have to open his eyes to start kissing the alpha. Cas’s lips pressing gently into his. Cas kissed him soft and slow, both of them coming down from the high together. After a while of kissing and some gentle touches along the omegas chest Castiel's knot had gone down.
“Govno-” Castiel cursed under his breath as he helped Dean stand up in the tub with him. They were going to drain the water and rinse off with the shower head but then Cas was stumbling out of the tub.
“What's wrong?” Dean asked, watching Cas quickly run back into the bedroom, barely avoiding a tumble as he ran through all the water on the floor. Dean stood under the warm spray of the shower and groaned, the heat feeling a little too nice to chase after the alpha right away. Luckily he didn't have to because a second later Cas was back in the bathroom with a pair of pants on. “You really don't need those anymore…” Dean smiled and winked but lost his confidence when Cas’s features looked worried.
“I left everything in the car-” Dean laughed watching the alpha struggle to get a shirt on quickly and remained happily in the stream of hot water.
“It's fine Cas, it's like 20 degrees outside and it hasn't been that long.” Castiel didn't seem to agree and continued to rush around putting his clothes on. Dean shrugged and quickly put some soap onto his skin. Castiel ran up to him in the shower, again almost slipping in the puddle of water they'd made. Castiel reached into the stream of water and grabbed Dean around the back of his neck pulling him in for a quick kiss.
“I'll be right back. I have surprise for you.” Cas was gone just as quickly as he dressed and Dean grumbled at the loss of the warm alpha but continued to enjoy the warmth of the shower for a few more minutes. When he felt clean enough he got out and cleaned up the mess of water. Eventually he wrapped a towel around his waist and brushed his teeth. He finished his personal hygiene and walked back into the bedroom. He didn't see Cas in there so he walked back into the main part of the house. Cas wasn't in the living room but Dean heard some noises coming from the kitchen. He ignored the large pile of boxes and bags of things he knew weren't on the list he'd given the alpha and walked around the corner to the kitchen.
“Cas?” He called just before he saw the alpha hunched over the table in the middle of the kitchen.
“I was thinking of you-” Castiel moved to the side so Dean could see what was behind him on the table. It was, as far as Dean could count six different types of pies laid out with a fork on top of each box. Dean's heart melted in his chest as he looked up from the mountain of pie back to the alpha who was eagerly watching him. Dean's lips twitched and he quickly wiped away a tear that had come from nowhere. “You don't like it?” Cas’s shoulders slumped and Dean quickly walked up to the alpha, grabbing him by the shoulders.
“I love it Cas.” He paused leaning in to give the alpha a quick kiss. “It's just, a few days ago I was worried about buying a plate of cookies. No one's ever -” Dean struggled to find the words but Castiel seemed to understand not needing to hear the rest as he pulled out a chair and patted his lap for Dean to come and sit with him.
“Will you let me?” Cas hesitated but Dean smiled and shook his head. Something deep inside of him sent a chill down his spine, his legs wobbled and he sat down to his knees in front of the alpha.
“Which one should I try first?” Dean asked, leaning his head down against the alpha's thigh in front of him. Dean was trying to hide the smile tugging at his lips as the alpha nervously stared down at him, lips parted slightly in surprise.
“Apple?” Castiel asked, taping the box closet to them on the table.
“Okay…” Dean replied and opened his mouth waiting for him. Castiel's brain finally caught up and Dean could sense the alpha's excitement as he realized Dean wanted Cas to feed him. Cas’s hands quickly and shakily got some of the apple pie onto the fork and Dean bit down smiling, the size of the bite was way too big but he pressed his lips hungrily into Cas’s the second he finished chewing.
“Did you like that one?” Castiel's breath was labored and Dean nodded his head. Kneeling like this before the alpha felt right, it felt like he was finally able to appreciate Cas, or retaliate for all of the gifts Cas had been giving him, and on the other side his omega was purring, praising himself for appreciating such an attentive alpha. Dean shifted, standing for a moment when Cas gave his questioning eyes permission to move, so he was straddling the alpha on the chair now. The towel he had put on after the shower fell to the floor.
“Yeah, Cas, I think I love it.” Dean leaned back down and pressed his pie flavored lips into the alpha's.
Notes:
Good morning! I hope everyone is staying warm! It’s a very cold winter day where I am lol. Anyway thank you guys for all of your comments and kudos it really brings me so much warmth :) The reference Dean makes to the movie pretty woman in this chapter was when Richard Gere’s character walks in and sees Julia Roberts' character in the bathtub signing along to “Kiss” by prince.
Russian Words/Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Govno : Shit/Crap, or a bad situation.
Chapter 17
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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Dean only got a couple more bites of pie. Then Cas was making good on his promise of bending Dean over the table. Thankfully Cas was the reasonable one this time and had carried them back to Dean's nest before they got stuck together over the table. Dean had his legs wrapped around the alpha as they cuddled each other in the bundle of blankets. Dean's omega was purring again and had never been happier. Cas’s fingers were running softly through his hair as they caught their breath together.
“I bought you some more blankets solnyshko.” Castiel whispered and Dean closed his eyes, nuzzling his head into the alpha's neck. He was enjoying the rainy scent there when they both felt Castiel's knot go down. Cas kissed him and got up to clean himself up, bringing a wet cloth over for Dean as well. The alpha climbed back in without asking this time and Dean couldn't help but feel happy about it. A few minutes later and they were both fast asleep.
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Dean woke to the sound of Castiel's voice. He was still being held by the alpha but he knew he wasn't talking to Dean. The start of his sentence being in Russian but changing to English as Dean opened his eyes slowly.
“Da, it started yesterday…” It sounded like he was upset and Dean looked at him worried. Dean listened closely and felt a little relief when he recognized Anna's voice. “Yes, right here.” Castiel looked down at Dean and his expression changed immediately. His eyes softened and his lips spread into a smile. Dean suddenly wished desperately that the alpha would hang up the phone. “I told him-” Cas flinched a moment after he spoke the words. “okay okay-” Castiel's other hand came up to the phone and pressed a button, and suddenly Anna was on speaker phone.
“Dean?”
“Oh uh hey Anna?” Dean sat up onto his forearm as he answered the woman over the phone.
“Castiel told me he's gone into his rut. Do you want to stay with him?”
Dean almost laughed but Anna sounded like she meant business so Dean tried to keep it professional.
“Yeah yeah of course I do -”
“I would be reluctant to move you again in the middle of your heat but with Castiel starting his rut I can see what I can do.”
“Anna, he said he wants to stay.” Castiel cut in with a growl and Dean had to hush him. Dean knew Cas didn't mean the anger in his voice.
“Seriously Anna I'm good here, Cas is taking care of me just fine.” Dean smiled and winked at the alpha holding him.
“You will get pregnant if you stay with him.”
Anna didn't even try to sugarcoat it and Dean couldn't help the strangled cough that came out of him in surprise.
“That's pretty unusual for male omegas-” Dean countered, remembering something about it being more difficult for male omegas to get pregnant.
“Those numbers are skewed. There are less male omegas so it just sounds less likely. And on top of that your cycles are synced and you may be true mates. If you have unprotected sex it will more than likely result in a pregnancy Dean.”
Dean was looking up at Cas again and the alpha was looking away, nervously. The longer Dean stared the more it looked like Cas was intentionally avoiding his eye contact.
“Um…” Dean had to fill the silence with something.
“It's already happened hasn't it?”
“Yes.” Castiel replied for Dean. “...Multiple times.”
“Okay I will bring a test over in a few days. Dean, please call me if you change your mind. Castiel is my boss but he pays me to take care of the omegas in the family and that includes you even if you are his mate.”
“Yeah that's not gonna happen Anna.” Dean reached over and hung up the phone for Cas.
“Dean…I'm sorry I thought you…” Castiel sat up and set the phone aside. “I discussed how if we are mates, it will more likely result in a desire for procreation.” Castiel was definitely avoiding eye contact now, but Dean was too.
“Yeah uh…” Dean could feel the blush on his face, the tips of his ears heating up as well. “I know Cas, I haven't exactly been stopping you, from ya know.” Cas still wasn't looking at him and Dean groaned, laying back down and rubbing his eyes. “I kinda like it.” Dean's hands were completely covering his face at this point.
“You, want…my children, to have- with me?” Dean felt Cas’s hand covering his, pushing Dean's palms away from his face gently. When Dean gave up on hiding he saw Castiel staring down at him with the biggest smile he'd seen from the alpha yet, it was goofy, Dean thought affectionately. His lips stretched wide and teeth bared, his eyes shining in what appeared to be early morning light. Dean didn't have to think about it before he was answering the alpha staring down at him.
“Yes.” Dean couldn't help but smile back now, his embarrassment long forgotten as Cas excitedly leaned in and pressed their lips together. What started as a sweet and soft kiss quickly turned into a passionate one. Dean's tongue reached into the alpha's mouth the moment his lips had parted. Dean hummed happily into the kiss just now realizing that Castiel had remained naked through their sleep. Dean's hands eagerly wrapped around the alpha's back and slid over the muscled skin there and on his shoulders. Dean shivered remembering the way the tattoos there looked as the alpha climbed slowly in-between his legs. Cas just felt warm, like his body was built to sooth, heat and comfort the omega, and other things Dean added at the last moment when Cas was dipping his fingers into him.
“Dean, you're so wet already…” Cas growled over him, their lips only parting slightly as he spoke the words.
“See what you do to me handsome?” Dean purred back, lifting his head to reach up and nip at the alpha's lip. Cas’s eyes opened to look down at Dean, a small smirk forming on his lips as his fingers pressed into his prostate. “Unnf-” Dean groaned at the touch, his lips parting and body clenching around Cas’s fingers. Cas’s scent surrounded him, the soothing scent of rain and ozone tinted with wet pine trees.
“Dean…I” Cas paused for a moment then turned his head to the side and took a deep breath.
“What, God Cas don't stop.” Dean lifted his hips, pushing Cas's fingers deeper into himself. Cas huffed in amusement and the worry in his brow disappeared. Cas started moving his hand again and pressed his lips back to Dean's. Slowly the alpha kissed his way from Dean's lips, to his throat, then his collar bone and nipples, he dragged his lips happily down the middle of Dean's chest as the Omega began to pant under him from the work his fingers were doing. Cas hovered his lips above the area in between Dean's bellybutton and his dick and Cas whispered into the happy trail there.
“I'd very much like to try and get you pregnant now-” the alpha's eyes flicked up to stare at Dean and the omega bit his own lip. The sharp blue eyes of the alpha digging through to his soul. Dean's insides felt like they had melted and his brain was empty, so he just nodded his head enthusiastically hoping that Cas would understand. Without another word, and a flash of red in the alpha's eyes Dean was floating. Cas had removed his fingers and instead lifted Dean out of the nest and over onto their bed.
Cas stood at the edge of the bed, Dean's legs moving to wrap around the alpha as his hands gripped at the bedsheets under him. Cas grabbed his ankles and draped them over his shoulders instead. Dean couldn't help gasping as Cas pushed into him, the size of the alpha's cock stretching him and making him feel fuller than he ever had. Cas’s hands wrapped around Dean's thighs as he slowly sunk into Dean's heat.
Dean started to blush again and looked away as Cas stared down at him intensely the moment he was fully buried inside. Cas started to roll his hips and Dean cried out. He could feel every inch of the alpha sliding smoothly in and out. The alpha's pace quickened after a few moments and Dean's fingers tore at the sheet under him as Cas’s balls slapped into his ass.
“Cas-” Dean moaned, his back arching and his body desperately trying to move with the alpha's but in this position it was impossible. All he could do was lay there and watch the alpha jerk his hips into him. Dean whined when he felt the head of the alpha's cock nearly slip out of him then suddenly push back into him with a swift thrust. Dean reached between them and grabbed his own dick, stroking it at the same pace that Cas was thrusting into him. Cas groaned watching Dean grab hold of himself and brought one of his knees up onto the bed, pushing Dean further back into the bed so he could climb over him while maintaining their connection. Cas’s hands on Dean's thighs moved them to wrap around his waist instead of his shoulders and Dean helped him scoot them further onto the bed.
“Like this?” Castiel whispered in Dean's ear as he slowed their pace, his lips pressing light kisses into the skin along his neck. Cas’s right hand came up to play with one of Dean's nipples while he moved his lips down to the other.
“Mmhh yeah” Dean answered, he released his dick and instead his arms came up to wrap around the alpha's shoulders. Every place Cas’s lips touched felt like his skin was burning in the best way possible. Cas’s dick slowly rocking in and out of him as the alpha softly panted against his skin. Dean ran his hands down the alpha's back, scraping him lightly with the tips of his nails. Castiel's body shivered and Dean tried to make a mental note to remember that. His hands finally reached the alpha's ass and he squeezed at the flesh there, pushing the alpha down with each trust into himself.
“Dean-” Cas rested his forehead in the crook of Dean's neck, their sweat and scents mixing there as they rocked their bodies together. Dean felt his muscles tightening as Cas’s hands gripped him a little tighter. The alpha had one hand one his hip, his thumb tracing a small circle in the dip there and his other hand on his left shoulder his arm snaked under Dean's body. Cas held him still like this, gently and softly pushing and pulling, plummeting them both towards their release in rough ragged breaths. Their lips met again and as Dean felt himself clenching around Cas’s cock he pulled his head back to look into the alpha's eyes, those blue pools consuming him. Cas’s mouth had fallen open, his hair an absolute mess at the top of his head sweaty and sticking up and out in every direction. Dean moved his hands into the dark strands to pull the alpha's face to his. The moment he locked their lips back together he was coming.
Dean moaned into their kiss, his cum coating both of their chest which were pressed close together. Cas kept their lips together as he breathed shakily into the omegas mouth. His hips were shaky now, Dean could feel the start of his knot forming. Dean coming down from the orgasm started to rock with Cas again separating their kiss in favor of locking each other in their arms. Cas grabbing Dean possessively around his upper back and Dean doing the same around Cas’s waist. Cas’s breath whispered in his ear.
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah Cas-” Dean’s voice caught in his throat, suddenly feeling weirdly emotional. He'd never felt so close to another person. Cas’s stubble was scrapping against the side of his face, his arms squeezing his chest and making his heart feel full. His dick was filling him and sending him into an overstimulated mess. Their legs entwined, the feeling of the hair there scraping roughly together. Dean felt whole, like every part of Cas needed to be touching him right now and vice versa.
Suddenly Cas’s warmth was shooting into him and they both moaned. Cas stilled his hips after a few shuddering thrust. Dean loosened the death grip he'd worked the alpha into, but not really wanting to let go. The alpha was still holding him tightly and softly moaning into his skin, Dean had sex before, had sex with Cas before, but this felt new, this felt like love, or what he hoped making love would always feel like. Cas caught his breath and kissed his way from the crook of Dean's neck back to his lips.
“Beautiful, omega, Dean…so good, beautiful...” Castiel mumbled the words in-between kisses and Dean smiled into their kiss.
“How'd I luck out like this?” Dean asked, trying and failing to stop his eyes from watering. Castiel heard the softness in his voice and pulled back from where he'd been peppering kisses into Dean's neck.
“No, Dean, I'm the lucky one.” Dean watched as Cas’s eyebrows pinched together in confusion and he truly did believe in that moment Cas thought he was the one who won the lotto. “Solnyshko I never want you to leave my arms.” Dean crumbled beneath the alpha, one tear escaping before he quickly wiped it away.
“I don't want to leave either.” Dean replied, his legs squeezing around the alpha a little tighter. They stayed locked together like that for a while, until Cas’s knot had gone down but then before Cas could even pull out of the omega Dean was kissing him again and Cass was thrusting again. By the time they did actually manage to separate, Dean's inner thighs and ass were absolutely covered in a mixture of slick and cum, the excess leaking out of him warmly. The bed was nice because of the extra space it offered, they were two full grown ass men, and the window alcove he'd made his nest in wasn't exactly large. But the bed definitely came from the previous owner, it was old and creeky, Dean would have to remember to ask Cas if they could buy a new one, maybe memory foam like he'd seen on all those TV ads. Dean had tried to walk back to the nest after Cas had cleaned them up but his legs were shaky and Cas carried him over the few feet.
“This is why I carry you, save your strength.” Cas teased and Dean pouted his lips but smiled anyway as the alpha cuddled him. His legs were weak, his ass was sore, his arms felt shaky but his heart was full. Cas pulled him in closer as Dean closed his eyes and happily breathed in the alpha's sharp and possessive scent. Dean started to fall asleep to the sound of Castiel saying something softly to him in Russian. “Ya tebya lyublyu…” Dean didn't know what the words meant but he hummed happily when he felt the alpha's lips press softly against his forehead.
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The next few days were spent in a similar way. Cas had made good on all of his promises of giving Dean the exclusive tour of the house. And Dean had knocked the alpha's socks off the first time Cas actually let him cook for them. There had been a little bickering over Dean needing to rest and how he shouldn't be on his feet but those arguments died in the alpha's throat the second he bit into the burger Dean had made him.
Castiel occasionally had to answer a call or send out an email and Dean quickly discovered how much he liked distracting the alpha while he was on said phone calls. Especially when Cas ended up breaking, hanging up in the middle of the conversation and retaliating. When they had managed to go a full eight hours without jumping on each other and Dean's body had fully run out of fluids they decided they were through the heat. Cas was so excited the moment Dean agreed with him about it being over Dean was a little worried. But then the alpha was calling Anna and Dean realized why he was excited.
“Anna it's over. Please come by with a test now.” Dean was currently cuddled up in the alpha's lap and laughed watching said alpha basically vibrate with anticipation as Anna replied to him. He hung up the phone and started texting someone else.
“I should probably give Bobby a call, let him know I can come back.” Dean patted the alpha's thigh as he stood up from the couch and stretched his arms. “And we should probably put some clothes back on before Anna gets here.” Dean added, smiling over his shoulder when he caught Cas checking him out mid stretch.
“Mmm okay, yes. I will help you with this.” Dean chuckled and didn't stop the alpha from following him into the bedroom. It had turned out that Cas had bought him a bunch of clothes on his day out during the start of his heat and Dean had been enjoying them quite a lot. The fabric was all softer than he was used to and the pants all fit him perfectly like they'd been tailored just for him.
Today he picked out a simple t-shirt and dark jeans. Cas had gotten dressed next to him and Dean was thinking about buying the alpha some clothes as well, it appeared all he wore were suits. And while Dean liked the way the alpha looked in the dark tailored suits he also had enjoyed seeing more skin the last few days. He especially liked it when Cas wore one of his band T-shirts the other morning. Dean realized he was staring and shook his head, moving to help Cas with his tie.
“Thank you Dean.” Cas smiled as he watched Dean finish his tie. Dean licked his lips looking at the alpha in front of him. He folded Cas’s collar down over the tie and stared at the way the tips of his wings stuck out just a little bit. “You'll be getting one too.” Castiel's hand cupped the side of his face and Dean leaned into it before registering what the alpha had said.
“What?” Dean already had one tattoo. Some mumbojumbo thingie Sam had wanted to get with him once he'd finally turned 18. But Dean had never planned on getting anymore.
“All Bratva have one when they join us.” Cas’s hand moved from his face down to his shoulder. “I'd like for you to get my wings here, when it's healed. You will like the tattoo artist, she's American too, Charlie.” Dean could feel his skin tingling as Cas lightly traced his finger over the area where the alpha had accidentally shot him. Dean honestly wasn't sure if this was a command but he didn't care either way, he wanted to make Cas happy and the way the alpha was gently touching him was making the choice non-existent.
“Yes alpha.” Dean leaned closer to Castiel, like he was being drawn in by a magnet. Dean was very close to kissing Castiel again and potentially removing the suit to get a better look at the alpha's tattoos when they both heard the unmistakable sound of a car pulling up the gravel driveway. Castiel leaned down and kissed him on the forehead and Dean grumbled.
“Castiel.” Anna greeted curtly as she pushed past the alpha and walked up to Dean who was a few steps out of the bedroom. “Dean, how are you feeling? Come sit with me.” Anna had a rolling cart with her and they walked into the kitchen together. Dean sat down across from her at the table as she sanitized her hands and started putting her gloves on. Cas closed the front door, muttering something Dean couldn't understand. “Gadreel is outside, he drove me here.” Anna spoke to Castiel again as he walked into the kitchen to join them.
“I should apologize for the other day…” Cass muttered, trailing off quietly as he started to walk back towards the front door.
“Okay, let me see your mating bite.” Anna stood up from where she had sat, the second Cas left the kitchen. But they both heard the pause in the alpha's steps across the living room. Dean gulped and pulled down the collar of his t-shirt.
“Cas didn't…he uh, needs to wait.” Dean released his collar but Anna still pressed her gloved fingers lightly over the spot where a typical mating bite would go.
“This is harmful behavior.” Anna said over her shoulder. Dean knew the alpha heard her because he walked, no he stalked, slowly back into the kitchen, eyes glaring at Anna's hand on his neck.
“I need permission from father, or Mikhail. I will ask Mikhail once we have our plan in-” Anna cut him off and Dean flinched, appreciative that he wasn't on her bad side. She spun on the spot facing away from Dean to address Castiel head on.
“An omega, a potentially pregnant omega will be very vulnerable without a mate! You are putting unnecessary strain on Dean. It will be difficult for you both until the bond is completed. You may go into more ruts or heats until it's finished.” Castiel's teeth bared.
“Don't you think I know this-” He switched to Russian mid sentence and Dean felt his heart sinking. This was the first time he could think of where Cas was obviously excluding him. They carried on yelling at each other for a few moments and Dean tried his best to make himself smaller. He hated feeling like he was causing problems within Castiel's family. Sure Cas’s family was made of Russian Mobsters but it still seemed like a better family than he'd had with his father. Anna stopped talking suddenly, a loud and sudden inhale through her nose picking up Dean's sad wallowing scent.
“Tell him that at least-” Anna looked at Dean sadly then back towards Castiel. Cas glanced over at Dean for a moment, and for the first time Dean thought the alpha actually looked scared. Castiel's eyes quickly darted away again and he said something quietly in Russian before he turned back around to go see Gadreel.
“It's okay Anna.” Dean tried his best to console the other omega as Cas slammed the front door closed. They both jumped and Dean couldn't stop himself from lowering his head.
“No it's not. You're both allowed to want the bond. Alpha Castiel is just stubborn and stuck in the old ways.” Anna began rolling up Dean's sleeve and stuck a thermometer into his mouth. Dean smiled as Anna aggressively took care of him. “And father, we know he will not approve of anything until we take care of the hell hounds. And then there's Mikhail, the eldest brother, who does not get along with Luke.” The thermometer started to beep and Anna pulled it out of Dean's mouth.
“Why would he need permission from his brother?” Dean asked as Anna wrote something down into a note book.
“Oh, I thought he told you. I apologize, Omega Dean.” Anna sat back down on the opposite side of the table and folded her hands together. Dean once again felt like a nuisance, this was their family's information. If Cas hadn't told him something it was probably for a good reason, he was just an omega, one he'd basically just met.
“Can I get you some coffee or water? It's early but there's beer…” Anna shook her head in the negative but smiled.
“No thank you, I should honestly get going soon. Omega Gabriel is showing signs of his heat starting and he called me over to help him settle into his new home.” Dean had a brief thought of calling Gabe, he'd helped Dean out, and if there was one thing he knew, it was that starting a nest in a new place was tough.
“Anyway…uh.” Dean rubbed the back of his neck nervously as Anna wrote a few more things down.
“Looks like your shoulder injury has fully healed, but you should continue taking the antibiotics until you run out. The scar will likely be permanent. Also your knuckles are fully healed, small injuries like this will be easy to recover from with the assistance of your mat-of Alpha Castiel.” Dean tapped his fingers on the table impatiently as Anna spoke.
“Baby, Anna, wanna know about a baby.” Dean cut in, tired of waiting. Anna smiled like she knew.
“I don't know Dean, honestly I told Alpha Castiel I'd come over with a test just so I could be certain you were okay, to check in on you. But a test won't be able to tell us anything for at least the next two weeks.” Dean immediately slumped in his chair and Anna laughed lightly. She removed her gloves and patted him on the shoulder. “I'll leave the test with you, but don't push it. Wait two weeks at least.”
“Thanks Anna. You're the best Doc I've ever had.” Dean smiled up at her as she handed him a white box with a bunch of foreign words on it. “Now circling back to the brother - Mikhail?” If Anna was talking, Dean was asking...
“Hmm, it's complicated but, the brothers you know here are planning to put Mikhail in our father's role within the Bratva…prematurely.”
“Oh, but I thought you said him and Luke didn't get along. Why would Luke want that?” Dean didn't know this Mikhail person but he knew Luke. Luke could definitely be a bit abrasive, if they were brothers Dean would probably bicker with him all the time.
“Mikhail was ordered to kill Luke. Father says it would be collateral damage to serve the greater goal. But Castiel managed to step in and save him before Mikhail could do anything he'd regret.” Anna was putting all of her stuff away and Dean felt like she needed to sit down and tell him everything.
“Why? Why would their-fuck Anna- why would your dad, want to kill his own son? Why would your brother almost go through with it?” Dean was about to jump out of his chair and hold Anna down until she told him everything but then the front door was opening and Castiel and Gadreel's voices filled the house.
“This is a better story told by Luke. You will probably be invited over to his house soon, now that you and Castiel are courting.” Anna closed her rolling case and tapped the box she had handed him a few moments ago with one finger tip. “Take it easy, no more alcohol and lots of rest. Tell Bobby no strong chemicals.” Castiel was frozen in the entryway to the kitchen obviously listening to every word Anna was saying to Dean.
“Is he pregnant?” Castiel asked, his voice quiet, his eyes desperately darting between Anna and Dean. Gadreel clapped him excitedly on the back after he asked. Anna giggled at the two alpha's staring at them before speaking.
“We will not know for at least two weeks. Now Gadreel let's get over to Omega Gabriel.” Gadreel walked into the kitchen and took Anna's rolling case out for her and Dean gave her a hug before she could brush past Castiel who was glaring at her. “Give me a call if you need anything Dean.”
“Thanks Anna.” Dean smiled at her and closed the door behind her. Castiel who was right behind him locked the door after Dean had stepped away and started to text Bobby. “I'm going to see if I can go back to Bobby's starting tomorrow.” Dean looked up from his phone and caught Cas staring at him. Dean smiled and dropped his phone to his side. “You okay Cas?”
“Yes, good. Great. I will make sure your brother has transportation to the airport and tell the driver here to bring him to Bobby's tomorrow.” Castiel crowded Dean's personal space as he was speaking. One of his hands running along his jawline and the other hand slipping under his T-shirt to rub at the skin just above Dean's jeans. Dean shivered at the touch but hummed happily.
“Oh uh, before you distract me again. Speaking of rides. Dad and I have this car. With him in jail I was wondering if we could transfer the title?”
Notes:
Hello everyone! And thank you so much for all your love for this story!!! Sorry this chapter is a little late today was kinda busy for me lol Anyway I hope you enjoyed, please let me know what you thought <3
Russian words/Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Ya tebya lyublyu : I love you.
Chapter 18
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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Castiel apparently could very easily change the title on baby. And Dean had spent the remainder of the night calling Castiel baby. Evidently their heat and rut not being the only contributing factors to their desires to be all over each other. It was probably close to midnight and Dean was naked and laying flat on top of the panting Alpha in their bed.
“Hey Cas?” Dean asked, his hand locking fingers with Castiel's hand laying next to them on the bed.
“Yes Dean?” Cas was still catching his breath and Dean smiled into his chest, pressing a kiss to the sweaty skin there.
“Can I invite some people over, maybe Saturday after Sammy's had a day here. I'd like Benny and Bobby and all them to see the new digs. I guess like a house warming party?” Dean's heart was racing again, uncertain.
“Yes of course Solnyshko-” Castiel unclasped their hands so he could sit upright. Dean sat, his legs wrapped around the alpha's waist, in his lap. “This means you want to stay, da?”
“Cas we're trying to get pregnant of course I want to stay.” Dean looked at the alpha bewildered but laughed when Cas’s face twisted in confusion.
“I suppose this makes sense. But I would not assume. You are strong omega, you don't need me.” Castiel's hands slid up Dean's back, massaging at the muscle there. Dean smiled and blushed at the praise but wouldn't let himself get distracted yet.
“We'll invite your brothers too?” Dean asked, thinking about the conversation him and Anna had earlier. He really wanted to talk to Luke.
“Yes, but you will need to go to Luke's home first. It is a respectful way, because he is eldest here. I'll see if he will have us for breakfast tomorrow before you go to work. Mikhail is also flying in tomorrow. I have a meeting with a rival Mafia boss on Sunday, he wants to be nearby in case anything happens.”
“What?” Dean's stomach dropped and he pulled away slightly so he could stare at the alpha better as he spoke. “Isn't that dangerous? Aren't those the guys that tried to kill us at the bakery?”
“Mmm yes. But it will be fine. Do not worry Solnyshko I've been in much more dangerous mmm…area.” Castiel looked worried, mirroring Dean's emotional response and struggling with his English.
“Just because you've been in bad situations before doesn't mean the new ones will go okay.”
“I'm glad for your worry Dean, but this is something I must do. This job is…this is part of my life.” Castiel's hands came up to cradle Dean's face and Dean relaxed a little at the touch. “I will call you as soon as the meeting is finished, it will be okay, you'll see.” He leaned in and kissed Dean for a few moments. Dean felt briefly like Cas had never kissed him before, the way the desperation remained in each kiss after the very first one they shared lingered and had Dean's heart fluttering. He completely lost all worry as Cas gripped him closer, pulling their chest together and deepening their kiss.
“Ya gotta let me breathe Cas-” Dean pulled back his head, smiling at the alpha who's bright blue eyes were sparkling up at him.
“You are my air Dean-” Cas immediately leaned back in and Dean moaned. He kinda wished he was still on his heat because he really wanted the alpha back inside of him at that line but both of their bodies were spent for the night.
Castiel really did breathe him in for quite a while. Flipping them over so he was between Dean's legs as he hungrily kissed the omega. His hands boxing in Dean's face and running through the omegas hair. Dean's arms came up to lazily wrap around the alpha's neck and Castiel's kisses pushed his head back into the pillows. Dean thought then for a moment that they would fall asleep kissing like this but his brain gave him an idea.
“Mmm I'll take Sammy to see Dad on Sunday while you're gone then.” Dean said in-between their kisses. Castiel's head pulled away at that, his eyes narrowing.
“You mean to worry me now?” Cas was glaring and Dean chuckled nervously.
“Uh no, it's just a visit right? He's in jail, there's not much he can do.”
“No.” Was all Castiel said and Dean wanted to push him off but damnit the alpha really knew how to kiss.
“What do you mean no?” Dean managed to say in between the alpha's lips. This seemed enough to stop the alpha for a few moments. Cas propped himself up to maintain eye contact with Dean as he spoke.
“It is too dangerous.”
“So you're allowed to do dangerous stuff, like meeting with a mob boss, but I can't go see a guy behind iron bars?” Dean was actually getting irritated now, and Castiel didn't look like he was changing his mind anytime soon.
“The hell hounds will know he is there by now. He has information they will be watching no one comes to take it. And you are mine, you’ll have a target on you now.” Everything Castiel was saying made sense but Dean had still decided he didn't care.
“But we aren't mated, how would they even know?” Dean reasoned back, knowing full well even if he couldn't get the alpha to agree, him and Sammy needed closure and would find a way there.
“Information travels fast in these organizations. And I have not been discreet. My father knows why I interrogated a hell hound grunt, others will know also. But it is okay, I'll protect you and soon, I will have permission from Mikhail and no one will dare go near you.” Castiel was basically growling by the end of his statement and Dean ran his hand through the alpha's messy hair. “You being important to me makes you very valuable to bad people. I need you to be careful, yes?”
Dean gulped, he knew he was going to go around the alpha's back and as much as that would be a lie he didn't want to lie to his face now. Castiel's eyes narrowed the longer it took Dean to answer and Dean cleared his throat.
“Yeah, uh I'll be careful.” Thinking quickly, it wasn't a lie…just not the whole truth.
“I will have Gadreel watch over you while I cannot. He is a good alpha, you can trust him.” Dean knew Cas could tell something wasn't quite right but the language barrier was helping his deception. Sneaking away from one guy wouldn't be too difficult Dean thought, but his mind decided that it was done planning for night when Cas leaned back in and was kissing him again. Dean didn't want to think about people wanting to use him to get to Cas, or how he was going to lie to Cas just to go see his asshole father, he just wanted to be held and kiss his alpha so he did.
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Dean's earlier thoughts of them falling asleep kissing each other did come true. He knew this because he woke up and Cas was right there, kissing him again. Morning breath be damned, Dean's body had gotten probably close to six hours of sleep and he was ready to go. Castiel's nostrils flared, obviously smelling Dean's excitement when Cas was licking into his mouth.
“Dean…” Cas separated from their kiss for a moment, looking down between them as he grabbed the omegas hips. Dean groaned, his body arching up as Cas’s cock slid into him. The amount of sex they'd been having left Dean completely ready for the alpha, especially now that he was dripping out in excitement again. Dean wrapped his legs around the alpha's waist as Cas kneeled between his legs. Cas’s hands moving to tightly grip the head board as Dean angled his hips up. Cas was thrusting into him again and again, the bed creaking beneath them.
Dean braced his hands on the headboard behind him as Cas looked down at him. His eyes were focused in on him again and Dean felt his body telling him to let go. He closed his eyes and snapped his head back in pleasure as Cas buried his dick deeply inside of him, his hips circling there for a moment.
“Cas-” Dean whimpered, feeling like he was already about to come even though they'd just started. Cas let go of the head board and braced his arms on either side of the omega instead, bringing their bodies closer as he pushed impossibly deeper. Cas’s teeth were scraping at the underside of Dean's jaw when the omega dug his nails into the alpha's back. This caused Cas to shakily thrust forward. The snap of the alpha's hips almost painful. Dean was coming the instant he felt Cas’s lips hovering over where his mating bite would go. Dean's body tightening around Cas's dick. Dean's orgasm only got better as the alpha growled in his ear. Dean felt Cas’s teeth press down onto the flesh there and Dean shivered. “Cas.” He repeated the alpha's name, feeling the knot forming inside of him. The alpha's mouth snapped shut, instead Cas firmly pressed his lips to the gland there, drool coming out from the sides as he slammed into Dean a few more times. Dean could feel the alpha's breath coming out forcefully through his nose as he came inside of Dean, locking them together. Dean had to give the alpha credit for his restraint, knowing if their roles had been reversed Dean would've caved by now, especially as Cas was currently filling him with cum and his lips were pressed painfully over that spot on his neck.
“Dean…this is…becoming very difficult…to resist.” Castiel grunted the words in-between his laboured breathing. Dean smiled, feeling the alpha's racing heartbeat, their chest pressed together. His teeth lightly scraped the skin of his neck as he spoke the words.
“Anna said our bodies will keep trying to complete the bond.” Dean agreed, his omega happy for the moment but deep down he felt dissatisfied that he hadn't gotten the alpha to claim him yet. He tilted his head to the side further without even thinking about it. Cas growled next to him and Dean squirmed under him. Cas gripped his wrists tightly, pressing them into the bed beside Dean's head, holding the omega in place as he pressed his lips along Dean's neck.
“Dean-” Castiel sounded like he was warning him about something. Dean couldn't help but groan as the alpha's dick continued to throb inside of him. “Dean please, you are not making this easy.” Dean smiled, wrapping his legs tightly around the alpha.
“You aren't either, ya know.” Dean raised his head back up and kissed the alpha, feeling a little guilty for how much he was enjoying teasing him.
“You are too good to me Dean.” Castiel muttered into their kiss, and Dean immediately longed for a way to make them closer. His inner omega not helpfully suggesting he expose his neck again.
The pair spent their time tied together kissing desperately. Dean was once again grateful his heat had ended because the way Castiel was crushing their lips together and whispering his name in between Russian words he couldn't understand, Dean was just about ready to go again but his body was sore and tired from the week they'd already spent together.
“I need to call Luke, Solnyshko.” Castiel pulled away reluctantly from the omega after his knot had gone down. Castiel got off the bed and Dean started to blush when he realized the alpha had paused in his movement while putting his clothes on and was just staring at him. Dean instinctively closed his legs that had been splayed open where Cas had been a moment ago. Then he covered his face with his forearms.
“Cas, we talked about this you're staring.” Dean pressed his hands into his face, trying to force the blush away. He jumped when he felt the alpha's hand make contact with his skin. “Cas!” He shouted in surprise as he felt the alpha's hands on his thighs again, spreading them back open. “How're you so quiet -” Dean's question was cut off when he saw the red glow in Castiel's eyes. The alpha smirked up at him as he pulled his cell phone out of the pants he hadn't quite finished putting on. Dean was about to give the alpha a piece of his mind when Cas held his index finger up to his lips and shushed Dean. But when the alpha was calling someone and shoving his fingers back inside of Dean at the same moment, the words died in his throat.
Dean heard the alpha say Luke's name but otherwise he was speaking entirely in Russian and Dean was fully focused on not making any noise as the alpha pushed his fingers inside of him. Dean shoved his fist into his mouth trying to muffle the moan that tried to escape his throat as Cas’s fingers found his prostate. Dean's eyes shot up to the alpha's and he almost lost the battle of staying quiet as Castiel stared intently down at him, his voice like gravel as he spoke in the foreign language on his phone. Castiel tucked his phone between his face and shoulder and reached out for Dean's dick with his newly freed hand.
The alpha's warm hand wrapped his dick and Dean tossed his head back. He tightly pressed his lips together as his hands went to grab the bed sheets underneath him. Dean was going to jump the alpha when he was done with his phone call, but for a moment he figured he deserved it for all the times he'd teased the alpha while he'd been trying to work. Dean pushed his hips up a little, thrusting into Cas’s hand as he jerked him off. He looked back down at where the alpha was making him feel incredible and immediately started blushing again seeing Cas staring at where his fingers were thrusting into him. The alpha looked memorized, seeing a mixture of his own cum still leaking out of Dean from earlier and Dean's slick. Dean was making an absolute mess of himself and the bed underneath him.
“Da, Dean is here.” Castiel's focus broke, eyes darting back up to Dean's. Dean wiggled his hips downward when Castiel's fingers stilled for a moment and alpha smiled happily. “Yes, you should let him cook for you, he is very good at this.” Castiel spoke in English replying to something Luke had said. Dean was basically fucking himself on Cas’s hand now as the alpha watched. Castiel's other hand began stroking his dick faster. His fingers squeezing just a hair too tightly in his excitement.
Cas had switched back to Russian and Dean bit down on his own lip, certain there was blood as he fought back another moan. Dean was confident the alpha knew talking in Russian was doing something to him, the alpha's voice sent him over the limit. Dean propped himself up on his arms to get Cas’s attention. The alpha looked back up to him, eyes gleaming with delight as Dean panted, and his hips dipped down onto Cas’s fingers. Dean silently mouthed;
“I'm gonna cum”
This was apparently the wrong thing to say because the alpha increased the speed of both his hands. His fingers inside of the omega curling and teasing at his prostate. The alpha's other hand was still firmly stroking his dick, which had been ignored the last few times they'd had sex so it was very much enjoying the attention now. A few more seconds of the alpha's intense attention and Dean forgot himself.
“Cas-” he breathed out the alpha's name then immediately remembered Luke was still on the phone with him, so he clasped his hand over his mouth. Castiel didn't seem to mind though, as he smiled down at him.
“Da, Luke we'll see you soon. Excuse me, now my omega needs me.” Castiel just let the phone drop to the ground, refusing to remove either of his hands from Dean's body. Dean ignored the chuckle he heard coming from the phone before dial tone and let go of the bed sheets in favor of reaching out and dragging the alpha's face down to his. Cas’s lips felt like home and he moaned into them loudly, no longer needing to hide his pleasure as the alpha satisfied him. Cas’s lips didn't stay connected to him for very long, pulling his head back to stare at Dean as the Omega began to gasp and shoot his release all over his chest. Cas moaned watching him, his hand stroking Dean's dick a few more times before he released it and leaned down to lick up his cum.
Dean's skin filled with goosebumps as the alpha licked up every drop. Cas’s tongue left long hungry trails of saliva behind him, making his skin cold but then immediately hot again as the alpha teased his prostate. Dean hadn't even realized that Cas had left his fingers in there and his brain felt foggy. His body jerked, trying to pull away, the attention there too much, but Cas held him still and smiled into his skin as Dean cried out in frustrated pleasure.
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Apparently Cas had told Luke they'd be at his house in an hour but they still ended up being twenty minutes late. Despite the fact that Luke's house was only five minutes away from Castiel's. Dean had put on an extra layer of blockers in case Castiel decided to look at him the wrong way. Dean admired the house as Cas drove them up the driveway. While Castiel had chosen something small and more like a typical log cabin this house was very large and looked expensive.
“What is this place you guys bought? Was it like an old military base or like a cult thing?” Dean asked as they walked up the stairs together, hand in hand. Cas was about to answer him but the front door swung open then and an unfamiliar man stood there.
“It was a military base turned cult thing, we are trying to find a bunker that was supposedly here as well. It would be very beneficial for the pack.” The mystery man answered before Cas could. Dean felt Cas’s grip on his hand tighten the moment the other man appeared.
“That sounds freaking awesome-” Dean smiled and let go of Castiel's hand to shake the other alpha's hand.
“Alpha Mikhail, this is Omega Dean Winchester. Dean, this is my eldest brother Alpha Mikhail Krushnic.” Castiel sounded like he'd made this introduction a lot and Dean immediately got nervous, knowing that his happiness potentially lay with the man whose hand he was currently shaking.
“Oh hey nice to meet you, Cas mentioned you were coming by.” Dean smiled at Mikhail and then looked over to Cas who was grumbling something under his breath and looking away.
“Ha, Cas! That's a new one, I think me and you are going to get along very well, omega Dean.” Mikhail placed his hand on Dean's shoulder pulling him forward into a brief hug. But Dean heard the growl from Cas behind him and Mikhail released him in surprise. A moment later Dean just about bit off the alpha's fingers as he leaned back in and forcefully pushed Dean's head to the side suddenly. The alpha exposed Dean's neck and inspected the gland there. Dean almost got his teeth to bite down on the alpha's fingers, but then Cas was standing in-between them and Mikhail was laughing. “Well Castiel, I believe we have somethings to discuss, yes? I'm impressed by your restraint, I understand now why you did not initially listen to me.” Dean was about to push past Cas and give the laughing alpha something else to discuss when they all heard Luke approaching.
“Alpha Castiel! Omega Dean…oh you smell feisty this morning.” Luke smiled pushing past Mikhail and giving Dean a hug before he grabbed him by the shoulders and started walking Dean into the house. Dean didn't know Luke as well as he knew Gabe but he definitely liked him more than this new brother who had just openly bared his neck and leered at his scent gland and absence of a mating bite. “Cas says you want to cook for us?”
Dean snapped back to his senses as Luke guided him inside. Dean looked over his shoulder and saw Cas basically squaring up to his brother. Dean felt a surge of pride watching his alpha glare at Mikhail.
“Uh yeah, is it just us four?” Dean answered, losing sight of what appeared to be the start of a very long discussion around a corner.
“Yup, Gabe's heat started or he'd be here.” Luke's hands slid down from his shoulders and along his arms a little bit too friendly and Dean couldn't help but growl a little. Luke laughed and waved his hand. “Sorry Dean, can't blame a guy for being friendly. Anyway, here she is.” Luke turned down another corner and suddenly they were in the biggest kitchen Dean had ever seen. And he'd worked in quite a few at this point in his life. Luke lowered his arms after he'd gestured around them and laughed again looking at the expression on Dean's face.
“This place is awesome.” Dean muttered, starting to open random drawers and cabinets. He found all the ingredients he'd need for a typical American breakfast and he just let his body take over. He hadn't even noticed that Luke had left the room, or that there was a lot of Russian shouting down the hall. He happily hummed around the kitchen and banged a few pans and bowls around.
While he was waiting for the waffles to finish he started cutting up some fruit and began plating all the meats and pancakes he'd already finished. He was halfway through squeezing some fresh oranges into a pitcher when Luke walked back in. Dean was about to smile and ask the alpha to help him but when Dean looked up at him he looked miserable.
“Hey, uh will you tell me if this is any good?” Dean held up a small plate with a sausage patty on it. Cas seemed to like red meat so he figured he'd give it a try on the older alpha. Luke smiled and took the plate from Dean.
“Thanks Dean.” Luke almost ate the whole thing in one bite and Dean turned back to finishing up.
“You guys all good?” Dean started plating all of the waffles and pulling out some butter.
“Yeah, you know how families can be. We've just been fighting a lot lately. It hasn't been like this for a while.” Dean remembered what he and Anna had talked about suddenly and handed the alpha a few slices of bacon.
“Anna said you and Mikhail didn't get along…that he almost got you killed?” Dean was trying to be casual but he was also desperately hoping to hear the whole story.
“Yes, Castiel saved me. We were on a mission to destroy an enemy compound. We were so close to destroying everything they had…” Luke paused, grunting happily as he bit into the bacon that Dean had handed him. “But then I found them…” Dean gulped, completely focused in on what Luke was saying. The air in the room had shifted like something was about to drop from the sky. Dean thought he smelled something burning and he checked all his pans quickly but everything seemed fine, then Luke was talking again.
“They, rival in Russia had a large warehouse where they would make their uh…contraband.” Luke made some suggestive motions with his hands and nose and Dean nodded his head in understanding. “Me and Castiel and a couple of our brothers snuck in and wired the place to blow. They'd lose their supply, a few good high up leadership and mostly, respect. No one would want to work with a group so easily infiltrated.”
“Sounds like a pretty typical day.” Dean joked, picking up a few plates and handing them to Luke. Then Dean grabbed the rest and let Luke lead him out to the dining room.
“It was, I know it sounds crazy to normal civilian.” Luke took another bite of some bacon and sat down at the head of the table as Dean set everything down. Luke shouted something in Russian and suddenly two sets of footsteps upstairs started making their way over to them. “Anyway- I was planting the last bit of c4 in the basement and I found a room…full of um.” Luke hesitated here and Dean wanted to comfort him, it was the first time he'd ever seen Luke nervous. The only thing he could think of though was handing him more food but everything was set out in front of him already.
“Omegas, it was a room filled with trafficked omegas…” Castiel's voice cut in, finishing the sentence for Luke. Dean jumped, really wishing Cas had a bell on him.
“Jesus -” Dean clutched his heart in surprise and in sadness thinking about those people. Trapped by whoever this rival gang was then being discovered by some random guy with explosives.
“Da, they were weak. Some of them were very young.” Cas walked around the table and pulled out Dean's chair. Dean barely even noticed Cas do it, as he kept his eyes glued to Luke. “I couldn't leave them there. They were not involved, just civilians.” The third brother caught up, sitting opposite Luke at the other end of the table.
“Father did not see them as civilians. They were compromised and we had a short time period to complete our mission. They were to him, product.” Mikhail cut in this time, reaching forward for the orange juice Dean had made.
“That's one way to put it, yes.” Luke glared at his brother across from him and Dean shifted uncomfortably, feeling like this might've been the wrong time to ask questions. “When I told everyone what I found, Castiel cut the fuse.” Luke gave his younger brother a small smirk, and Cas nodded back at him. “But father ordered Mikhail to go into the next building over and start sniping the explosives. Castiel met us in the basement and helped me get everyone out. But that's when Father arrived. They couldn't shoot the explosives there from the outside so they came in with their guns and nearly killed me and Castiel in the crossfire. The building was already crumbling above us, dad wanted me gone.” Luke was staring across the table, unmoving and focused. His last statement wasn't a question but he seemed to be waiting for Mikhail to answer him anyway.
“Da, this is true, and why I've come all this way.” Mikhail looked over at Dean now, then over to Cas who nodded encouraging him to continue. “If this information gets out he will be killed.” Mikhail continued, speaking over Castiel's growling.
“I would not let this happen.”Castiel said between his teeth. Mikhail held up his hands about to reply.
“Hey, I'm not telling anyone shit. This might be my first Mafia rodeo but I ain't dumb. If you don't trust me enough for this conversation I'll see myself out.” Dean was about to get up from his chair when Luke reached out and put a hand on his shoulder.
“No, stay Dean. You are my brother's mate, you are family now.” This comment resulted in a laugh from Mikhail.
“They are not mated. Just because Castiel fucks an omega doesn't mean he is family-and don't start with your bullshit about true mates again. When the time is right we will find you a better match for the family.” Dean really wanted to lunge over the table at this guy but Luke's hand was still in place on his shoulder, now holding him back. The only comfort he got was both Castiel and Luke growling at their older brother. Then Cas pushed away from the table, standing up and grabbing a knife from the table. He rolled up his sleeve and without any hesitation cut a line across the top of his forearm. Both Luke and Mikhail were silent.
“Cas!” Dean cried out, breaking away from Luke's hold, he tried to get the knife out of Cas’s hand but he was too late. Castiel threw the bloody knife onto the table and snapped his eyes away from Mikhail and back over to Dean.
“Lick it.” Cas held his arm up to Dean across the table. Dean hesitated at first. It wasn't a command, but Cas looked pissed, the whole room filling with his scent. Initially Dean was confused, as the three alphas stared at him in silence but when Dean looked down to the cut something inside of his brain clicked. Instinct took over and he was grabbing Cas’s arm, feeling like his mouth was suddenly producing more saliva. He pulled the wound up to his lips and without a second thought started to lick up the few inches of cut skin. As his tongue made contact it felt extra hot, like Cas’s blood and his saliva were having some sort of chemical reaction.
Dean continued like that for another minute until he got distracted and looked back up at Cas. Cas was smiling at him and gently pulling his arm away. Dean licked his lips, the odd mixture tingling in his mouth still.
“Okhuet!” Mikhail shouted from the end of the table. Dean didn't know what it meant but he assumed it was good based on the fact that the alpha was smiling now and rushing around the table to get a closer look at Cas’s arm. Luke did the same and soon all three alphas were opposite Dean at the table. The brothers were both gripping and poking Cas’s arm then they looked back up at Dean, their eyes wide. Dean wanted to ask what the heck was going on but Cas was staring at him with that big goofy smile again and Dean couldn't help but smile back at him.
“How does it feel?” Luke broke the stunned silence in the room and Dean regained his focus.
“Like nothing, a little warm but no pain now.” Castiel broke their eye contact, twisting his arm around in his brother's hands so they could see better. That's when Dean finally realized what they were looking at. Where the cut had been a moment ago, and where Dean had just slurped Cas up like a milkshake there was nothing. The skin looked a little red but otherwise the small cut had completely vanished.
“No, no- how does it feel to have a true mate?” Luke slapped the back of Cas’s head and Dean laughed, needing to sit back down. This all but confirmed their suspicions. Dean just hadn't thought Cas would hurt himself to prove it. Dean was just about to make contact with his chair again but then Mikhail was behind him and trapping him in a bear hug. His arms crushing Dean around his chest.
“Da, da yes yes, you have my permission, of course you have it.” For a second Dean thought he heard the alpha's voice crack but he couldn't see his face the way he had him crushed in a hug. The way Castiel and Luke were looking at him told Dean enough. “Now bite him, idiot, why would you wait for me you are su-” Castiel cut him off as Mikhail basically carried Dean around the table to Cas.
Cas spoke a few words in Russian and slapped Mikhail's hands off of Dean. Instead pulling Dean down into his lap as they sat back down at the table. Luke laughed at something Cas had said but both the other alphas also took their seats again. “Dean's food is getting cold, do not waste it.” Cas grumbled, holding up a piece of fruit for Dean. Dean blushed looking around the room and took the fruit out of Cas’s hand to feed himself.
“We need to start teaching you Russian, Dean. Cas says he has to wait for your necklace to bite you now. That and father needs to be removed, so Mikhail's blessing is valid.” Cas shouted something in Russian and Dean and Luke smirked at each other. “Now he says to shut up and mind my business.” Cas threw his hands up about to dislodge Dean from his lap but Dean was laughing too hard.
“Luke stop it, it's meant to be a surprise.” Cas glared at Luke, and Mikhail started to pile food onto his plate.
“You got me a necklace already?” Dean asked, looking down at the alpha whose lap he was currently sitting in. Cas actually blushed and looked away, muttering something under his breath.
“He said yes, the night his rut started.” Luke was smiling ear to ear, but also now eating as well.
“Luke, stop it.” Cas begged his brother, burying his face in Dean's back so he didn't have to look at his brothers.
“No, Dean is your true mate, he should know everything. Speaking of…Mikhail, what were you saying?” Luke talked around a mouthful of food and Dean felt happy flutters in his chest as Cas as well started to eat the food he'd cooked. All three alphas were silent for a solid five minutes just eating and Dean had never felt more proud.
“...Father, that night.” Mikhail continued their conversation from earlier. Dean helped himself to some bacon Cas had put on his plate as the eldest brother spoke. “It's true he ordered me to kill you. Obviously I did not, that's when we arrived and I found you and Castiel helping the omegas. He wanted me to continue as planned but there would've been too many witnesses. Including Castiel, who was still in father's favor.” Mikhail paused, wiping his face with a napkin and sitting back in his chair. Dean leaned into Cas’s chest a little more, feeling the alpha's hand wrap around his waist.
“So why are you here, why did you change your mind? Why should we trust you?” Luke crossed his arms, leaning back in his chair across from Mikhail.
“I did not want to kill you, Luke. You must know this.” Mikhail paused and Dean couldn't help but feel bad for the older alpha.
“You were just doing what your father told you to do, and trying to protect your little brother at the same time…” Dean spoke in between the silence. Mikhail nodded looking over at Dean like no one had managed to understand him before this moment. “My dad made a lot of bad decisions I had to protect my brother from…” Dean added, looking over to Luke who still had his arms crossed but looked at least a little less tense.
“I thought he would forget the order if you were away. He didn't. He began to question if I had it in me, I was just trying to stall so a few weeks later I sent Castiel too, telling father I had him watching you. When in reality all Castiel knew was to seek out the hellhounds.” Castiel hummed behind Dean, nodding his head.
“Sometimes father seemed very unsatisfied with my mission reports, I understand now.”
“You still haven't answered my question, why should we trust you?” Luke asked again, a low growl in his voice. Now the alpha was really reminding Dean of his little brother. Sammy never could just listen to their dad, even when he was occasionally right.
“You don't have to trust me Luke. But I will tell you what made me come to speak with you.” Mikhail sat forward and leaned on the table. Luke narrowed his eyes but nodded for Mikhail to continue. “Father was displeased with Castiel's progress. He ordered me to kill you both.” Dean's entire body froze, feeling Castiel's grip on his waist tighten.
“This is not good.” Cas spoke and now Dean wanted to smack the back of the alpha's head.
“That's the understatement of the century.” Dean laughed nervously.
“I see now, that father has gone too far. Not only wanting his second son dead but Castiel as well? He is no longer fit to lead us, and I need your help, my brothers, to overthrow him and take his place. But there is more…” Mikhail looked at his phone ignoring a call and continuing. “I am being watched, among those I trust the most we have a traitor. Father knows I have come to see you, this I told only my inner circle.”
“We need a list of names.” Castiel tapped the table in front of him. “We are talking about taking down the most powerful Bratva Pakhan, there can be no mistakes.”
“Agreed, which is why I will be coming along with you to meet this hellhounds leader.” Mikhail countered.
“Balthazar said he wants to meet with only me.” Cas sat back, starting to relax as he and his brothers started to plan instead of fight.
“I understand, I will just be waiting outside. I cannot afford to lose you, Luke or Gabriel right now. After this meeting we will pool our resources and discuss our plans for father.” Mikhail got out a small notebook from his inside coat pocket, writing something quickly and passing it to Dean who was slightly closer. Dean opened it and saw a list of names, passing it quickly to Cas. He had been involved in the entire conversation so far, but something about seeing a physical list of names made him feel like he was seeing something he shouldn't.
“I'll have them watched.” Castiel commented, but he paused, his fingers digging into Dean's waist a little bit too tightly.
“Cas?” Dean asked, looking down at the alpha.
“Raphael?” Castiel asked, looking at the names on the list.
“He is our brother, of course he knows as much as you both.” Mikhail replied.
“He had someone working nearby recently. I had him help me buy things for my new home the other day. We will have to follow him as well.” Castiel said this to Luke who was texting someone.
“Find out his name and it is done.” Luke responded, nodding his head. Cas handed Luke the paper and Mikhail stood up.
“We'll meet at your home before the meeting on Sunday, once this is over we'll make a better plan with Gabriel.” Dean stood up when Luke did, so Castiel could say goodbye to his brother. “I have to return to work now, and I need a good excuse for seeing you both now.” Mikhail reached out a hand to Luke, the younger alpha hesitated but shook his hand in the end.
“Good luck.” Luke smirked while he winked over at Dean.
“Alpha Castiel, I will see you on Sunday.” Mikhail shook Cas’s hand and stepped back a foot before addressing Dean. “Omega Dean, thank you for the breakfast, you are a very good cook. And I know I owe you many more compliments after the way I spoke today. I will earn your forgiveness if you allow it.” He held out his hand and Dean looked at Cas, then Luke. Both the other alphas nodded their heads. Dean smiled, flashing the alpha his white teeth before he stretched out his hand, but he quickly pulled it back and punched the alpha in his gut.
Both Castiel and Luke reached out to restrain Dean but Mikhail huffed, a mixture of pain and amusement and waved them off.
“Don't you ever fucking touch me without my permission again.” Dean cracked his knuckles and rolled his shoulders thinking about Mikhail looking at his neck before. “But yeah, you can try and get my forgiveness.” Mikhail took a moment but straightened himself back up, his right hand lingering on his gut.
“I deserved that.” Mikhail shook his head side to side and smiled at Cas who was hovering just behind Dean and growling. “He really is perfect for you. I'll see you soon.” Mikhail nodded at the three of them one more time and then saw himself out.
A few moments of silence passed and then Luke started laughing.
“Man, I wish Gabe was here to see that.” Luke sat back down in his chair and clutched at his stomach as he laughed.
“I will tell him of it in great detail.” Castiel added, pulling his phone out and also sitting back down. Dean shrugged and started to clean up all the plates. “Dean, please sit down, we will clean up.” Luke agreed and Dean sat back down, this time in his own chair, still not trusting his hormones.
“So Dean, you do not know Mikhail like we do. Do you trust him?” Luke asked, as Castiel continued to type something on his phone. Dean considered his words carefully before responding.
“I don't like him. But I think he's telling you guys the truth. I'd do anything for Sammy, but I know how difficult it is to disobey my family alpha too.” Dean looked over at Cas and the alpha reached out to him, to entwine their fingers. Luke tisked and rolled his eyes.
“I don't like it, but I think you're right.” Luke pushed away from the table and started to clean up.
“Speaking of your brother…his plane just landed, he'll be heading to Bobby's with Gadreel soon.” Dean felt his heart skip a beat. He hadn't seen his brother in so long, now they were only a couple of hours away.
“Can we go?” Dean smiled, about to go and start Cas’s car without him. Cas laughed, his hand coming up to cup the side of Dean's face.
“Yes solnyshko, but first did you want to ask Luke something?” Cas’s hand traced the outline of his jaw and now all Dean was thinking about was kissing him, but he shook his head and wanted to smack himself for almost forgetting.
“Luke, would you like to come to our place tomorrow night for a house warming party?” Luke pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows.
“I could get used to you asking for my permission.” Luke smiled and Dean rolled his eyes. “Oh yeah okay, we will party. I'll bring alcohol.” Dean smiled back at him and then looked back at Castiel expectantly.
“Okay, Luke, we must go now. Dean's brother will be at Bobby's soon.” Luke saw them out and Dean was practically bouncing by the time Cas had started the car. He drove them off the plot of land and placed his hand on Dean's thigh as they drove off towards Bobby's.
Notes:
Hello <3 They mention the bunker being on their land in this chapter, and I know they are around the Sioux falls area in this fic and the show has the bunker in Kansas, but hey its an AU I can move buildings if I want to ;p I can’t believe we are more than half way already! This is about where I was writing in the story when I started to post. Anyway I hope you enjoyed!
Russian words/phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Okhuet : A form of surprise, or shock, bewilderment.
Chapter 19
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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Dean wanted to talk to Cas about, well, everything from their breakfast family shenanigans but he was too excited to focus. The entire drive over to Bobby's he was watching their mirrors to see if the familiar black SUV that Gadreel drove would appear. But they ended up beating them there. Before Dean could rush out of the car Cas’s hand tightened on his thigh.
“What is it Cas?” Dean asked a little impatiently, seeing Bobby wave at them from the porch. Then Dean heard a familiar noise.
“I want to, um. You need to have this.” Cas shoved a small pistol into Dean's hands and the Omega almost laughed. Dean took it and made sure the safety was on and then checked the chamber.
“Jesus Cas I know you grew up with them but what if I hadn't either? I could've shot my foot off.” Dean hid the gun in the back of his pants, shifting awkwardly in the car seat. When he looked back over to Cas the alpha was staring at him hungrily.
“You are right, I'm sorry Dean.” Cas’s eyes darted between Dean's hands as he hid the gun and his lips and Dean was trying really hard not to make out with the alpha right in front of Bobby's house. “You know how to use it?” Cas’s voice snapped the omega back into focus.
“Uh, yeah. My dad's ex-military and apparently he's been working for your rivals my whole life. Sam and I know our way around a gun.” Dean smiled, bragging a little bit and enjoying what this was apparently doing for the alpha.
“This is good, maybe we can have a night practicing with targets…” Cas’s hand was inching up Dean's thigh and Dean was very glad he remembered to wear his blockers. Glad for the alpha’s as well, knowing if he could smell that forest-y pine smell he’d just want to bury himself into the trees.
“Yeah- sounds like a date.” Dean smiled and glanced back over his shoulder at Bobby who was staring at them, mostly Cas, from the front porch with his arms crossed. “I should get going.” Dean leaned in for a kiss and Cas met him eagerly. The alpha's hands came up to grip the back of his head as he opened their kiss. Dean could smell the faintest amount of pine and knew even though his omega was telling him the exact opposite he'd have to rip himself away from the alpha. Dean separated from their kiss and hopped out of the car.
“Wait Dean-” Cas called, rolling down the window. Dean leaned down and Cas grabbed him by the collar of his shirt dragging him in for another quick kiss. “Take this-” he handed Dean a credit card, it felt heavy and Dean shrugged putting it in his wallet. “Buy whatever you want for party or the house…or anything else you want. Bobby has the keys for the Impala. It's under your name now.” Dean thought he was going to start crying again but instead he leaned back down and kissed the alpha, this time only remembering to stop when he heard Bobby clear his throat. He tried not to think about this being their first time apart in over a week.
“Thanks Cas. I'll see you at home?” Dean immediately got butterflies when Cas’s lips stretched into a large bright smile.
“Da, I'll see you at our home Solnyshko.” Cas was beaming but so was Dean so he couldn't make fun of him. Dean peeled himself away from the car and jogged up the steps to Bobby's house.
“Dean.” Bobby greeted him, giving him a short hug as he reached the porch. Dean turned back around and watched as Cas drove away. “You sure your heats over kid?” Bobby asked, already at the door, holding it open for Dean.
“Uh yeah?” Dean bowed his head a little embarrassed, but tilted his head to the side to see if he could smell anything off. “Anna came by the house and didn't say otherwise.” Dean replied, following Bobby into the house.
“Anna? Well anyway, got a text from Sam a little while ago. Him and that Gadreel should be here soon.”
“Awesome.” Dean immediately moved to go look out the front window like Sam would magically appear. Bobby laughed as he came back around the corner he had disappeared behind a moment ago.
“Here, Gadreel dropped her off early this morning.” Bobby placed a very familiar set of keys in Dean's hands. Dean's cheeks flushed when he instinctively let out a growl, thinking about anyone driving baby without him or Sam pissed him off. But he figured at least this way he wouldn't have to walk back to his apartment to get her. Dean was staring at the keys in his hand, slowly coming to the realization that baby was actually his. “You okay there?” Bobby asked after another minute of silence.
“I'm good. I'm really great, actually Bobby.” Dean clutched the keys in his fist and smiled up at the alpha. Bobby stared at him for a moment but seemed to come to some sort of conclusion.
“If you say so. Hey we'll get you back to work on Monday, enjoy the early weekend with your brother, okay?” Dean nodded his head and gave Bobby a grateful smile.
“Oh, me an Cass are having a get together at the new place tomorrow night. Will you come?” Dean realized he needed to ask the crew from the bar as well.
“We'll see, you got an address?” Dean cursed under his breath and immediately fished his phone out of his pocket.
“Crap-gimme a sec on that one Bobby.” Dean shot off a quick text to Cas. The alpha didn't take five seconds to reply. Dean read out the address to Bobby, excluding the end of the text where Cas told him he missed him already. Dean blushed, but went to text Benny next. Bobby had wandered off somewhere in the house muttering something about kids and their phones. Dean had finished texting everyone, including Gabe who insisted he was fine with missing the party. Dean didn't believe him and had the thought to go buy the other omega one of the dildos he had jokingly said he wanted when they went shopping together. By the time he was done with asking all his friends to come over tomorrow he heard the sound of tires turning onto Bobby's property.
“They're here!” Dean shouted, hoping up from the windowsill he'd been sitting in and moved to go stand on the front porch. Bobby joined him a few seconds later and they both watched as the black SUV inched closer to the house. The vehicle hadn't come to a complete stop before the passenger side door was swinging open. A tall alpha with hair that was a little too long stumbled out of the SUV. Dean fought back his smile, so did Sam. They both looked at each other as stoically as possible, pretending to be unfazed as they began to slowly walk towards one another, as if this wasn't the first time they'd seen each other in so long.
“Sam.” Dean greeted, monotone, only the corner of his lips giving away his true feelings for a moment.
“Dean.” Sam replied, his own lips pursing as they both stopped directly in front of one another. Sam broke their contest first, laughing with his whole chest and leaning down to hug Dean. Dean never moved his arms faster, wrapping them around his big, little brother and spinning him, despite their size difference. Dean put Sam down and cleared his throat as Gadreel stepped out of the driver's side of the car.
“Holy shit your hair got long dude.” Dean ruffled Sam's hair. He felt his lips burning, already tired from the amount of smiling he'd been doing. Sam tilted a corresponding smile down at him.
“You look different too. You look…happy, like actually happy.” Dean punched him lightly in the shoulder before turning away from him.
“It's just cuz I know Bobby's got my favorite beer in the fridge.” Dean darted his eyes over to Gadreel and waved.
“Thanks alpha Gadreel, we'll uh, see you around?” Dean was definitely trying to test the waters and cursed internally when the alpha waved happily back at him.
“Yes I will be here, should you need anything.” Gadreel nodded his head smiling and Dean resisted rolling his eyes as he jogged after Sammy who had used his long ass legs to get over to Bobby. Gadreel leaned against the SUV and started staring at his phone. Dean watched him over his shoulder for a moment, noticing the alpha looking back up at him a moment later. Dean grumbled to himself, knowing that breaking away to see his dad with Sam wasn't going to be as easy as he'd hoped.
Dean closed the front door behind himself and forgot what he was worrying about as he watched Sam help himself to Bobby's kitchen. Bobby was sitting at the table talking to him about something but Dean wasn't focused, just happy to have his little brother back in the same room as him. It had been so long since they'd actually seen each other, and even longer since they'd had the room to be themselves around each other. Their dad normally commanded the room around them. It made Dean nostalgic for the times John would leave just the two of them for a few days here and there in a random crappy motel. Now that Dean knew what John was working on during those periods he wished even more for a chance for them to get their closure. But right now in this moment Dean was smiling, leaning against the door frame into the kitchen and watching his little brother laugh at something Bobby had said.
“Dean?” Sam waved his hand in front of his face, a smirk on his own. “You in there?”
“Yeah, yeah. Sorry just uh, nice to have you back.” Dean sat at the table with the two, and Sam passed him a beer. The three of them clinked their bottles and took a drink.
“So, how's mated life? Will I get to meet this new alpha of yours?” Sam asked, taking another sip of his beer and arching his eyebrow when he watched Dean push the beer away.
“He hasn't bitten him yet.” Bobby helpfully remarked and Dean awkwardly rubbed at the back of his neck.
“What? Why not, you guys are true mates, isn't that dangerous?” Sam leaned forward actually looking worried but Dean waved him off, leaning back in his chair.
“Naw, it just is kinda tempting ya know? He's going to but we have to wait for his family to sort some stuff out, and he wants to give me a necklace first.” Sam squinted at him and Dean squinted back. “Anyway- how's the girlfriend, and school?”
“You better be careful Dean. That book I was reading said there can be serious side effects if a true mate pair goes unmated, or even separated for long periods of time. Heat sickness is serious Dean.” Sam huffed when Dean rolled his eyes. “Okay…anyway me and Jess broke up and school's good. It's gonna be a long semester but I'm almost done.”
“Bury the lead dude what happened? I thought you loved this girl.” Dean sat back up in his chair and Bobby sipped on his beer silently.
“Yeah, well I did, I do. I don't know there was this program she really liked down south that's going to look good on her resume and we just decided it'd be easier to you know go on our separate ways.”
“No one dumps my baby brother.” Dean stood up, unsure of what he was going to do but he had a couple of ideas.
“Calm down kid, sounds pretty mutual to me.” Bobby held out his hand to Dean.
“It was- seriously, I'm good. We're good.” Sam took another sip of his beer and Dean eyeballed him for another minute before sitting back down. He didn't believe him but there was nothing he could do now anyway. “So…” Sam gulped and looked between Dean and Bobby nervously. Dean felt the air shift in the room. “What's going on with dad?”
“This one's all you.” Bobby patted Dean on the shoulder and got up from the table. “You boys want some sloppy joes for lunch?”
“Sounds great Bobby, thanks.” Dean answered, his stomach rumbling at the thought. “Cas had Gadreel take him to some prison nearby. I told Cas we wanted to see him, but uh he doesn't think it's a good idea.” Bobby nodded his head while he was working over the stove.
“Let him rot in there, he'd do the same for you.” Bobby grumbled and Dean flinched. Remembering something very similar his dad had said to him when he'd gotten himself into some trouble when he was younger.
“We've gotta see him. I need to see him. I want answers.” Sam looked angry and Dean reached out, placing his hand gently on his shoulder. Sam seemed to relax slightly at the touch.
“We will, I've got a plan. We'll give mr serious out there the slip early Sunday morning. Everyone will probably be a bit hung over from the party anyway. And we’ve got baby now.”
“Party? And do you mean…” Dean cut him off, holding up the keys to the Impala and jingling them with a huge smile on his face. “No way-” Sam smiled back now.
“Cas had the title transferred over to me.” Dean put the keys back down. “And yeah me and Cas are gonna have like a house warming party tomorrow. Figured this way you could meet everyone too.” Sam leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms and smirking. “What?” Dean asked, seeing the look on Sam's face.
“Nothing, it's just like I said. You seem really happy and it's nice.” Dean smiled but fought it back, punching Sam lightly in the shoulder and clearing his throat.
“Uh anyway, Cas gave me this.” Dean pulled out the credit card and flopped it down onto the table. Both of their jaws fell open when the card made a heavy clunking sound as it hit the table. “He said we can buy whatever for the party, wanna help me?”
“Driving around town with my brother in the Impala, nah doesn't sound like fun. I'll pass.” Sam joked, punching Dean back lightly. Dean was surprised when his shoulder didn't ache at the touch. But then he thought of what had happened that morning. Maybe just being near the alpha for the past like five days made his own injuries heal faster. Bobby started plating their sandwiches and Dean's stomach rumbled in response.
“That alpha not feeding you?” Bobby joked, putting the plate in front of Dean, then doing the same for Sam and himself.
“Mmm, no he is. We just got a little distracted at breakfast this morning.” Dean answered with half his mouth full.
“Ew, gross, don't need to hear about that-” Sam crinkled his nose but started to eat as well. Dean rolled his eyes.
“Not distracted like that perv- we actually went to his older brother's house and uh…he was trying to prove a point to his eldest brother. He didn't want to give us permission to mate, so Cas sliced his arm open and I-” Dean hesitated, stalling by taking another bite. “Listen, my omega just kind of took over and I don't know how but I healed the cut.” Dean didn't want to talk about licking anybody in front of Bobby or his brother so he hoped that explanation was good enough.
“Holy shit- was it your saliva? That book mentioned something about it.” Sam immediately asked and Dean just nodded, taking another big bite. “So it's true then you guys are really true mates.” Dean looked over at Sam and they both smiled at each other, Dean's mouth still full of food. Dean didn't fight it back this time, if there was one person in this world that knew how much Dean had always wanted a family it was his little brother. Dean's chest felt full, his heart happy, the smile on his brother's face desperately making him want to demand Cas come back so they could meet earlier.
“Why's Cas asking his brother for permission, and not his father?” Bobby interrupted Dean's thoughts. Dean gulped, he wanted to tell them both what was going on but he remembered what Mikhail had said about information getting out. He trusted them both with his whole life but he couldn't put either of them in danger intentionally.
“Oh uh it's something with the family I dunno. All that matters is we have permission now.” Dean shrugged and finished eating his sandwich, moving to stand up and start cleaning up.
“Uh huh.” Bobby muttered behind him and Dean ignored him. He might not be good at lying to Bobby but at least the alpha never made him say or do anything he didn't want to.
“You ready Sammy? I wanna see if there's a limit on this thing.” Dean asked, walking back over to the table and putting the card back in his wallet. Sam stood up, putting the rest of his sandwich in his mouth and rinsing his plate off quickly.
“Yeah! Let's go.” Dean smiled, knowing they were both itching to go see baby. Bobby knew too, standing up slowly and grabbing the two of them in a tight hug before they could run off.
“It's good to have you both here.” Bobby said then pushed them away gently. “Go on, get outta here. I'll see you at your shindig tomorrow kid.” They didn't have to be told twice, the two of them bolted for the door, tripping over each other. Even though Dean had the keys it felt like a race to drive. When they were outside Sam's long legs were giving him an unfair advantage so Dean tripped him and laughed as he jumped over him. But Sam grabbed him by the ankle as he went by and Dean fell as well. They were both laughing on the ground and struggling to get back up when a third voice interrupted their playful bickering.
“Omega Dean?” Gadreel spoke worriedly, looking down at the brothers. His gun was drawn and he was looking behind them towards the house. “Is something wrong? Someone is chasing you?” Dean just laughed and helped his brother stand back up, Dean walked around to the driver's side of the Impala and smiled at Gadreel.
“No no Gadreel we were just racing. Hey we're gonna go do some shopping for the party now okay. Relax, we're good here.” Dean leaned on the car and Gadreel tucked his gun back into his holster.
“Okay, I will be behind you. Just please be careful. Alpha Castiel will murder me if your baby is hurt.” Dean's eyes widened and he felt all the blood drain from his face. Gadreel had started to walk back to his car but Dean slowly turned his head and saw the same shocked expression on his brother's face.
“What?!” Dean ducked into the car and Sam quickly followed him. Dean could feel himself blushing and he used the Impala's loud rumbling engine to give him another moment to collect himself before he looked back at Sam. “...Dean, are you pregnant?”
“We don't know yet. The doc said it'll be a few weeks before we know for sure.” Dean put his arm over the seat and started to back out after Gadreel moved the SUV out of the way. Sam flinched when Dean put his arm over the seat and Dean looked at him confused. “What was that about?”
“Can I uh, sniff you?” Sam was blushing now and Dean was so surprised by the question he just nodded his head in the affirmative.
“I have blockers on.” Dean still leaned his neck to the side. Sam leaned in quickly and then backed away. Dean put the car in drive and started heading towards town.
“You're not pregnant.” Sam spoke confidently and Dean looked over at him like he was crazy.
“You wanna explain yourself weirdo?” Dean felt his stomach sink a little at the statement but he waited for Sam to talk.
“I dunno, it's something I noticed when we were kids. Like, how I knew when your first heat was coming. I could always smell when Dad was going to get his rut too. It's kinda annoying but I guess because we're blood I just have a sharper nose for your hormones.”
“I guess that makes sense.” Dean shrugged. His heart was in his stomach, a part of him knew it was quick to be having kids with the alpha already but he couldn't help the fact that he had really been hoping for it too. Sam seemed to sense his disappointment and chuckled. Dean glared over at him, his feelings a little hurt.
“Did you guys read any more of that book?” Sam asked, one eyebrow raised in a judgemental way. Dean rolled his eyes, hand gripping the steering wheel a little bit tighter.
“No…”
“You're going back into your heat, until you're mated it'll keep happening.” Sam jabbed him in the side and Dean was reaching for his cell phone.
“You're kidding me right?” Dean remembered Anna saying there would be issues, possibly extra heats but going straight back into a heat sounded insane.
“Nope. The book said if true mates are separated or prolong the mating bite one of the side effects are extra heats and ruts. Your bodies are literally going to force you guys into it.” Dean's hand was shaking. He put the cell phone up to his ear and hated the way his stomach fluttered when Cas picked up immediately.
“Hello, Dean.”
“Cas uh, we gotta talk.”
Notes:
Hello hello! Sorry I’m a little late again, busy day today! Anyway, welcome back to the meat and potatoes! Lol I got lost in the smut sauce there for a bit, but don’t you worry theres more smut AND plot to come! Hope you enjoyed, please let me know what you thought, I really appreciate your kudos/ comments :D
Russian Words/Phrases used this chapter;
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
Chapter 20
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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“Cas uh, we gotta talk.”
Castiel shut his laptop and walked out of Luke's office. The other alpha shooting him a worried glance as he switched the call from speaker to regular audio.
“What's wrong solnyshko?” Castiel tried to control his breathing. His mind instantly filled with all of the worst possible things. He had considered that Dean would no longer want him once his heat was over, and right now he was surrounded by Bobby and his brother. Maybe they had changed their mind about him. Maybe Dean had told them Cas wasn't making him happy -
“Sammy says I'm not pregnant, he also thinks I'm going back into heat.”
Castiel immediately laughed in relief. Falling against the wall of the hallway.
“What's funny?!”
“Nothing nothing, Solnyshko. This we knew might happen, Anna said so. Is he certain, how does he know this?” Castiel was already making plans in his head. He'd have to go back to the grocery store and make sure they had enough water and then he could pick up more soft blankets as well. The alpha in him was extremely disappointed that Dean wasn't pregnant but it would mean he could call Charlie now at least.
“I dunno, some weird brother thing I guess. He said he can also smell when Dad goes into his ruts.”
Castiel growled thinking about John again. It took everything in him to not kill the other alpha when he discovered that he'd been abusing Dean. He started to hate him more every day, as his love for Dean grew so did his hate for John.
“How long before it starts?” Castiel asked, trying to change the subject. He didn't like that Dean had asked to see John either.
“Three days, maybe two-”
“That's really weird dude”
Castiel laughed again listening to the brothers talking. It reminded him of his brothers. He pushed himself off the wall and started back towards the office.
“This is good, you will still have time for your party.” Castiel smiled. His heart had melted when Dean asked to host for them. “And I will be able to leave for the meeting on Sunday as well.” Luke waved at him as he walked back in the office.
“Yeah, sounds good…”
Dean sounded upset and Castiel hummed, checking his other phone. A text coming in from Gadreel telling him they'd all just arrived at a shopping mall outside of town.
“This is all good news Solnyshko.” He lowered his voice as he sat back down in the chair opposite Luke. “And…we will keep trying.” Luke was still looking over at him and Castiel turned away from him awkwardly.
“Did not want to hear that-” Sam's voice grumbled from the other side of the phone.
“Shut up.”
There was a pause and Castiel could hear Dean pressing buttons on the phone aggressively.
“Okay- I'd uh…like. That sounds good.”
Castiel heard the sound of a car door closing shortly after the Impala’s engine had been turned off.
“I'd really like that.”
Dean whispered and Castiel growled. “Dermo-” the alpha crossing his legs. This omega was going to be the death of him, in the best way possible. “Me too Dean. Have fun with your brother at the mall. I will see you both later.” Castiel waited for Dean to hang up then went to reopen his laptop.
“You've got it bad huh?” Luke asked from across his desk. The other alpha closed his laptop and kicked his feet up onto the desk.
“Shut up- you would too if it was your true mate.” Castiel opened his emails and started a new one to contact Charlie. He had wanted to claim the omega as soon as possible but with all of his family dynamics currently in shambles he'd at least be able to mark him this way. Anyone in the Bratva and any of the local gangs would know the second they saw his wings they'd be dead if anything happened to Dean. “I'm having Charlie come by. Dean needs my mark.” Castiel spoke more so because Luke was still staring at him silently.
“I guess that means he's not pregnant then huh?” Luke asked, reaching forward and grabbing an apple from a bowl of fruit on the desk. Cas cringed, and Luke took a loud crunching bite from the apple.
“No, not yet.” Castiel finished writing the email and closed his laptop to look back at his brother. “Are you ready?” Castiel asked, standing up and checking his guns. Luke did the same and they headed towards the front door.
“Yeah let's get this over with so you can go home and get Dean pregnant.” Luke teased but Castiel kicked the back of his leg, making the other alpha stumble to the floor.
“Proyavlyayte uvazheniye.” Castiel growled at his brother and for a moment Luke looked scared and Cas backed off. “Sorry, it's just that Dean is very important to me, he will not be talked about like this.”
“No worries, it's my fault.” Luke stood back up with the help from Cas and they both nodded their heads before walking out to greet a group of six men waiting for them. Luke would be taking half to start following the people on the list Mikhail had made. The others would be going to locate, or attempt to locate Azazel with Castiel.
“You three with me.” Castiel pointed and then looked back at his brother. “Make sure to put one on Mikhail as well.” Luke nodded and started texting someone else.
“Da, of course. You know I trust him less than you do little brother. I have a few more on route to the others out of the area.” Castiel nodded and shook his brother's hand before they both walked their separate ways.
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A few hours later Castiel's hands were gripping tightly around the neck of some beta low life. The twin brothers he had been working with on John's case both on their knees, bags on their heads and facing the corner of the dark damp room.
“You have ten seconds. And I don't remember all my English yet…” Castiel started counting, skipping straight from one to seven. The beta flinching and one of the brothers in the back shouting.
“He doesn't know anything!” One of the men Castiel brought with him this morning slammed the end of his gun into the sack on the shouters head.
“Fuck you! Do you even know why he took us? It's to protect a stu-” Castiel shot the brothers, both. Aiming for their heads without a second thought. The recruit he had holding them up shrugging and tucking his gun back into his pocket. Another man offered them both a smoke. Castiel declined and turned back around to the hell hound grunt still on his knees and now shaking.
“Should I start counting again?” Castiel checked his gun chamber and then aimed it at the beta.
“No wait- I uh. I know where Crowley is.” The beta whimpered when Cas raised his gun back up.
“Da I know this too. I will be meeting with him soon. I want Azazel.”
“Okay! Okay, just please don't kill me!” Castiel narrowed his eyes but waited. “I don't know where he is-BUT- But he's working with your father. Sorry, sorry- the Pakhan!”
“Go on…” Castiel pulled a chair over. Sitting directly in front of the kneeling man.
“It was recent, they fucking hate each other but I guess they both hate Crowley more.”
“Tell me everything.” Castiel was just about to put his gun away.
“That's everything I swear! They're just working together to get rid of Crowley. That's that's all I know.” Castiel sighed, this would put a wrench in things. He felt his phone buzz and looked at it, seeing a text from Dean.
-Heading home with Sammy now, I'm making burgers for dinner…miss you.-
Castiel shoved his phone back in his pocket and stood back up. He cocked his gun and shot the beta.
“Hurry, we need to clean up. I cannot be late for dinner.” Castiel rolled up his sleeves and started helping his men clean up the mess they'd made.
When everything had been sorted and the cops they worked with were paid off Castiel got back into the Volvo and called Luke.
“Has your day been as exciting as mine has?”
“I think I'm winning this one. Have you heard anything from our father lately?” Castiel asked as he began driving back home. He switched to speaker when he remembered he needed to respond to Dean still.
-Just finished up, heading back now. I miss you more.-
“Hmm now that you mentioned it no. Have you?”
“Nothing, since I brought Dean to the cabin he hasn't called me for a report once.”
“He knows…”
“I think it's worse than that.” Castiel filled his brother in on all the information he'd gathered. Luke doing the same. Apparently the man Castiel had borrowed from their brother Raphael had been doing his own snooping around. Luke had found him outside the bakery waiting for Gabe to show up.
“All he said was he'd been ordered to keep an eye on Gabriel, so you also probably have a tail-keep a look out.”
Castiel looked in his review. The three men that had come with him were driving a car in front of him. Sure enough he saw a car, well a piece of junk that he remembered seeing earlier. He groaned in frustration and Luke laughed.
“Find him?”
“Yes, you?” Castiel asked, he sent a text to the men in the vehicle ahead of himself, instructing them to keep moving.
“Yeah I've got him tied up in the basement. Was going to see if Mikhail wanted to poke at him later.”
“So we don't need mine?” Castiel's voice hitched at that, thinking maybe he wouldn't be late.
“Nah.”
“Will you please go check on Gabe? I've got dinner tonight with Dean's younger brother.” Castiel switched lanes when the highway cleared out, the car behind him slowing down a little, but stayed in the other lane. Cas rolled down his windows.
“Good luck little bro, text me if something goes wrong.”
The moment Luke hung up the phone Cas pulled the gun out of his vest and slammed his breaks. The Volvo came to a screeching stop and the junker following him rolled up unprepared right next to him. Cas aimed his shot perfectly and watched as the blood splattered the far window of the other car. The car swerved into the ditch along the right side of the highway and Castiel put his car back into drive. He texted the group ahead of him to circle back and clean up, offering them a little extra money for all their help for the day. None of them argued and Castiel sped home.
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When Castiel pulled up to the house the lights were on inside and reflecting a warm glow on Dean's Impala sitting in the driveway ahead of him. Castiel smiled, clearly seeing a future for himself for the first time in his life. It wasn't hard imagining a child running outside to greet him alongside Dean, who had actually walked out onto the porch and waved at him, smiling. Castiel stepped out of the car and looked over to the omega with a soft smile on his own face.
“Hello Dean.” Castiel greeted, walking up the first couple of steps on the porch. He wrapped his arms around the omega, pulling him into a hug. Dean grunted happily as Castiel squeezed him.
“Hey Cas-” Dean pulled back resting his forearms on Castiel's shoulders, he was currently much taller than the alpha who had stopped a couple of steps short of the top of the porch. “How was work?” Castiel rested his head on Dean's chest, scenting him but also taking the moment to enjoy the way Dean's hands were running through his hair.
“Frustrating but it is over now.” Castiel pulled his head back and looked up at the omega. Dean licked his lips and Castiel couldn't help but lean forward and kiss him. His breath caught in his throat as Dean immediately opened their kiss. His tongue came out to lick hungrily. Castiel finished walking up the last few steps, gripping Dean tighter and almost picking him up, thinking about carrying him straight to their bed but then there was a loud cough coming from the front door. Dean pulled away, blushing and Castiel slowly turned to see Sam smiling at them.
“Sorry Sammy.” Dean laughed nervously, letting go of Castiel. Cas looked over his shoulder and waved to Gadreel, dismissing him for the night. “Uh, Sam, this is Alpha Castiel. Cas this is my brother Alpha Samuel.” Dean was rocking on his heels in between the two of them nervously. Castiel wanted to comfort him but he reached out and shook Sam's hand instead. The other alpha straightened his shoulders slightly but smiled. He had a good handshake, it wasn't hard telling their father had been military.
“It's nice to finally get to meet you. Thanks for flying me out here, it's been too long since we've had the chance to see each other.” Sam let go of their handshake and Castiel nodded his head in agreement. “And please don't go back to calling me Samuel, it's just Sam.”
“You should be able to come see Dean whenever you like. It's nice to meet you as well. You are not what I was expecting.” Castiel gestured for them all to go back inside and Dean hovered close by behind them. Castiel smiled, wrapping an arm around Dean's waist to scoot him out of the way so he could lock the door behind them all. Dean blushed again and Castiel pulled him closer.
“Oh? What were you expecting?” Sam laughed as they all walked towards the kitchen. The house smelled delicious, a mixture of his and Dean's scents as well as the omegas cooking.
“Shorter hair, and glasses. Dean says you are a nerd.” Both Dean and Sam laughed at his comment and Castiel figured there was a language problem.
“I see why you like him.” Sam smiled at his brother as he and Castiel sat down at the table.
“You're not supposed to tell him I call him that.” Dean laughed, putting a plate in front of him with a burger and some potato wedges on it. Castiel just nodded his head and went to grab the food.
“Okay, thank you Dean.” Castiel bit into the burger and groaned, he really loved the omegas cooking.
“God I forgot how good you are at cooking.” Sam also groaned as he took a bite of the food.
“Glad to be of service.” Dean smiled, sitting down at the table with his own plate. They were all silent for a few minutes then Sam was wiping the corner of his mouth with a napkin and looking at Castiel thoughtfully.
“So Castiel…Dean said you had to ask your brother for permission to mate Dean.” Sam asked and Castiel nodded, also finishing his food.
“Yes this is correct.” Castiel leaned back in his chair, observing the younger Winchester as he spoke.
“Why didn't you ask your father?” Castiel raised his eyebrows, glancing over at Dean who was still eating his burger.
“You didn't tell him?” Castiel asked, his lip turning up in a half smile as Dean looked at him shocked.
“No- Mikhail said-” Dean tried answering, his mouth still full.
“I don't care what he said, Sam is your brother. If I had to ask for his permission he should know as well.” Dean looked embarrassed now so Castiel reached out under the table and put his hand on the omega's thigh and rubbed small circles above Dean's knee before he continued talking to Sam. “I would not get permission from my father to mate Dean. However me and my brothers are planning my father's um…”retirement”. So the next in line would be my eldest brother Mikhail. He gave his permission now we must wait for him to take the mantle.” Castiel watched as the younger alpha stood up and grabbed a couple of beers out of the fridge.
“No thanks-” Dean said as he finally managed to finish chewing the giant bite he'd taken. Sam gave him a curious look and Dean shrugged. “What? Look if we're gonna be trying to have kids I should probably cut back anyway.” Castiel hummed happily, the hand on Dean's thigh gripping him a little tighter. Dean glanced over at him at this and Castiel wished suddenly that Sam was gone so he could put Dean on top of the table again.
“Okay, anyway. That sounds pretty dangerous. You're not planning on leaving my brother a widower are you? I can't watch Dean go through losing someone else important to him again.”
“My job is dangerous, yes. But I am good at it.” Castiel did take the beer that Sam offered and Sam raised his eyebrows.
“Anyway, me and Sammy bought a bunch of chairs and some other stuff that needs to be built before the party. We were gonna make a night of it. Wanna help?” Dean took all their plates, but Castiel placed his hand over Dean's.
“I will do the dishes then come help you.” He took Dean's hand and kissed it. Dean released the plates and he took them from the omega. “Oh I have Charlie coming by tomorrow for your tattoo.” Castiel remembered, calling over his shoulder as Dean and Sam started to head back out into the living room.
“Awesome, when's she getting here?” Dean smiled, Castiel feeling his heart beat skip in satisfaction of Dean's willingness to get his mark on him.
“Early, I did not want to interrupt your party plans.”
“Okay I'll get Sam to drop off Gabe's present then.” Dean smiled mischievously over at his brother but Sam also seemed confused so Castiel did not question it. Castiel finished the dishes quickly and joined the brothers in the living room. Dean was powering his way through building a coffee table while Sam was carefully reading the instructions for a chair. Dean pointed over to a pile of boxes. “Go for it.” Dean grunted, twisting something that looked like it needed to be hammered.
“You know reading the instructions would probably help you.” Sam commented as Castiel pulled over another chair to assemble.
“That's what I have you for.” Dean shot his brother a cheeky grin and Castiel laughed.
“Just so you know my brothers also make me do the research for them.” Castiel unfolded his instructions and began reading them.
“Oh speaking of being dorks-Sammy found that bunker you guys said you were looking for.”
“I need to call Luke.” Castiel smiled, pulling out his phone excitedly. Cas was surprised when Gabe answered.
“Hey Cassie what's up? Luke came to check on me and is now blowing up my bathroom.”
“Blyad, disgusting - anyway. I have good news. Dean's brother is here and they say he knows where the bunker is.”
“Holy- LUKE! Did you hear that?”
“Oh and he will be bringing you a gift from Dean tomorrow before the party while Dean is getting my wings tattooed.”
“Awwee that's adorable Cassie-”
“Zamolchi-”
“Is it true?”
Castile heard Luke now as well and nodded despite his brothers not being able to see him. He lowered the phone and put them on speaker.
“Go on tell them, please-” Castiel asked Sam.
“It's kinda hard to explain. I can show you guys tomorrow or mark it on a map.” Sam answered, looking up from the instructions he was reading. He smiled nervously when Dean made a loud crunching noise come out of the table next to them and said a quiet ‘opps’.
“Oo he sounds hot, Dean is your brother secretly sexy and you never told me?”
Sam immediately started blushing and stumbling over his words after Gabriel spoke. Dean rolled his eyes and put down the drill he had been abusing.
“You leave my baby brother alone Gabriel.”
“You first -”
Gabriel teased back and Castiel rolled his eyes this time hearing Luke laughing in the background.
“Da goodnight, we'll see you tomorrow. Luke, come meet Sam at our house when you wake up?” Castiel waited until he heard Luke agree and then he hung up the phone. Castiel smiled, putting the phone down on the couch and then he walked over to help Dean. He picked up the instruction sheet he had tossed aside and leaned down to place his hand over Dean's. “Please, you're going to hurt yourself.” Castiel laughed but Sam agreed, nodding his head.
“Hey I'm figuring it out just fine.” Dean pouted but he still stopped trying to force his way forward anyway. Cas sat down next to him on the floor and they worked together to finish the table. By the time they were done building everything Dean was leaning heavily on Castiel's shoulder, snoring quietly as him and Sam shared another beer.
“I don't like your professional choices but I gotta say, I'm happy you guys found each other. I've never seen him like this.” Sam leaned back stretching out his arms after he finished the last chair he had to build. Castiel looked down to the sleeping omega as his brother spoke.
“Da, I am also very happy.” Castiel smiled, unable to stop himself from stroking along the side of Dean's face.
“You love him don't you?” Sam asked, looking at them both while taking a sip of his beer. Castiel smiled, nodding his head in the affirmative. “I can't speak for him, but I'm pretty confident it's mutual Cas.” Castiel desperately hoped the younger alpha was right.
Notes:
Happy Sunday! I hope you all have a great week and enjoyed the chapter :)
Russian Words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Dermo : Shit/Crap, bad situation, used here as the expletive.
-Proyavlyayte uvazheniye : Show respect.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Pakhan : Boss/ leader specifically for the Russian Mafia or Bravta.
-Blyad : Fuck/Shit, whore, used as an expletive.
-Zamolchi : Shut up, hold it.
Chapter 21
Notes:
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Chapter Text
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When Dean woke up he was in his and Castiel's bed. He could feel said alpha pressed against his back, his warm arms wrapped around his middle, holding him closely. Dean turned his head to the side, looking at the sleeping alpha holding onto him tightly. It felt simultaneously like he'd just been awake and talking with his brother, in his home in the middle of the night, and like he'd just gotten the best, longest sleep of his life. Castiel seemed to stir as Dean turned his head.
“Good morning, sweetheart.” Dean smiled, turning around in the alpha's arms so he could look at him better. Castiel's eyes slowly blinked open and Dean once again wondered what he did to get such an attractive alpha to choose him. “I don't know if it's you or this big ass bed but I've never slept better in my life.” Dean smiled, stretching his arms and rolling onto his back as he stretched. Cas grumbled, pulling Dean back towards himself.
“You wake up too early.” Castiel grumbled into the crook of Dean's neck. Dean laughed, the alpha's warm breath sending a shiver through his body.
“Well you know what they say- early bird gets the worm.”
“Who says this? I will kill them for you, so you can sleep.” Castiel pulled Dean on top of himself and Dean groaned feeling the alpha's morning wood pressing against him eagerly. Dean's legs were on either side of Castiel's waist, the alpha looking up at him with messy hair and sleep glazed eyes. But still Cas rolled his hips upwards after Dean had moaned and the alpha smiled. Dean was about to rip all of the alpha's clothes off when they both heard the front door shutting, followed by Sam's voice humming along to a song.
“At least I don't get up as early as he does.” Dean leaned down and gave the sleepy alpha a quick kiss before he hopped out of his lap. Cas grumbled in protest but he just rolled over and spoke a few Russian words into the pillow beneath him. Dean laughed while pulling on a pair of sweatpants and a sweater. “I'll start the coffee.” Cas grumbled again, a little happier sounding this time and Dean walked out into the living room.
“Morning Sammy, want some coffee?” Dean asked as he finished pulling the sweatshirt over his head. Sam pulled his headphones off and nodded his head.
“Yeah, sounds good. I'm just going to hop in the shower quickly if that's alright.” Sam pointed over his shoulder to the guest room and Dean started walking towards the kitchen.
“Yeah all good, I'll have some breakfast waiting for you by the time you're done then.” Dean shook his head as Sam took off his running shoes and headed for the door.
“Thanks, and by the way-” Sam stopped in his doorway and Dean stopped by the entrance to the kitchen, looking over at his younger brother. “It was really cute seeing Cas carry you bridal style to your guys room last night.” Sam yelped and slammed the door shut when Dean threw a slipper at his face.
“Shut it!” Dean shouted and muttered a couple of curses under his breath. The slipper missed but he'd get him back somehow. “You shouldn't tease the guy about to cook you breakfast!” Dean called out, but he could still hear Sam laughing behind his door. Dean started the fancy new coffee maker he and Sam had picked up yesterday and thought excitedly about trying all the different settings and programs on it while he started cooking some eggs and pancakes. Internally he started making a list of things he would still need for the party. He hoped the tattoo wouldn't take too long, he had a lot of cooking and cleaning up to do. He started a note on his phone as the list in his head started to get larger. He would probably have to send Cas out to get everything. He was leaning, determined over the skillet with the pancakes when he startled, Cas’s hands wrapping around his waist.
“I'm going to put a bell on you.” Dean joked but he was seriously considering it. He had burnt the tip of his finger in surprise and sucked the digit into his mouth as the alpha held him from behind.
“Sorry, it is a result of my training.” Castiel's right hand came up to the one Dean was sucking on and pulled the finger out of his mouth.
“Hey-” Dean shut up when Cas instead put the digit in his own mouth. Dean's mind immediately filled images of the alpha naked and back in their bedroom. Dean couldn't fight the blush if he tried, especially when he felt Cas's excitement poking into him from behind as he continued to hold him. Cas’s tongue slowly circled around Dean's finger and the omega completely forgot what he was doing besides staring at the alpha. Cas pulled his head back and let Dean's finger slowly slip out of his mouth.
“Feel better?” Castiel asked, his voice just a whisper as Dean felt himself starting to lean towards the alpha, those full soft lips calling to him.
“Mmhm.” Dean responded, not really sure what the alpha had said. Castiel smiled at him right before Dean crushed their lips together. Dean turned away from the stove to face the alpha, Castiel's tongue sliding into his mouth at the same time the alpha's hands slid under his sweater. Castiel's hands gripped desperately at the bare skin and Dean was about to jump up and wrap his legs around the alpha's waist so he could carry them back to the bedroom but then there was a loud cough coming from the entrance to the kitchen. Dean pushed Castiel away and cleared his throat, turning back around to face the stove again.
“Morning Cas-” Sam greeted, a stupid smirk on his face. Castiel walked away from Dean towards the coffee pot.
“Good morning Sam. Coffee?” Castiel asked but froze when he turned around and noticed the new coffee pot. “This looks complicated.” Sam laughed but Cas still managed to figure out how to separate the pot from the maker at least.
“Yeah thanks.” Sam sat down at the table as Dean threw away two burnt pancakes silently. “This is a nice area you and your brothers found. I went around the property with Gadreel on my morning run.”
“Yes, we were very lucky to find it. There was a company bidding on it against us. But in the end we out bid them.” Castiel handed Sam his cup of coffee and poured himself one as well, then he moved to help Dean bring everything to the table.
“What was the company? Seems like an odd place for a corporation to want.” Sam asked, piling his plate high, clearly he'd worked up an appetite on his run. Dean smiled to himself, happily remembering all of the small things that made his brother the person he is, but also sad about how long it had been since he got to see him and how much it felt like he was missing.
“Some food processing company. They wanted to build a warehouse in the area for the cheap labor. SucroCorp or something.” Castiel replied and took a long sip of his coffee. Dean finished putting the rest of the food on the table as the two of them spoke, and he felt his heart overflowing with happiness by having his two favorite people in the world right in front of him.
“Dean?” Sam asked, looking up from his plate for a moment. Dean quickly wiped away a stray tear he hadn't even noticed had come out and sat down to eat as well. “You good?” Sam squinted his eyes at him, his nostrils flaring a little.
“Yeah, yeah just eat before Cas gets it all.” Dean joked as Castiel hummed in satisfaction eating his own plate of pancakes. Sam nodded his head and went back to eating his food but pulled out his phone. A second later Dean felt his phone vibrate in his pocket and he pulled it out as he started to eat.
-”Your heat is definitely about to start, you might want to apply some extra blockers if you don't want Cas to find out and keep you hidden away.-”
Dean had told Sam they'd have to sneak away, because Cas didn't want them risking anything. But Sam was right, if Dean's heat started early there was no way Cas was going to let him out of his sight. And on top of that Dean would feel guilty making Cas miss his important meeting with the hell hounds guy.
*Knock knock knock*
Dean jumped and quickly shoved his phone back into his pocket when they heard the knocks at the front door. Castiel's eyes narrowed at Dean's jumpy reaction but he stood up to go answer the door. Dean chanced a glance at Sam and he stood up as his brother mouthed;
‘now’
Sam pinched his nose like he was smelling something awful and Dean slapped his hand before he started walking towards his and Castiel's bathroom. Dean picked up the pace when he heard Luke's voice at the front door knowing the other alpha would be more than willing to tease him if he could smell Dean's crazy hormones.
“I'll be right back!” Dean shouted behind himself and closed the door into their bedroom. Dean quickly grabbed his old backpack from the dresser he and Cas had started to share. He grabbed the prescription bag out of the backpack and walked into the bathroom. He pulled his sweatshirt off and layered on the blockers as thickly as he could without it being obvious. When he went to go put the blockers back into the bag Dean's hand stilled. He could hear Luke and his brother talking loudly now and he was curious to see how they got along but his heart dropped when he found Castiel's old note crumpled up, probably by John, inside of his pharmacy bag. Dean put the bag down on the counter and rubbed at his temples desperately trying to tame his emotions but utterly failing, especially when Castiel walked in behind him, his worried expression reflecting at Dean in the mirror.
“Dean? Luke is here with Charlie…are you okay?” Castiel's hands came up to grab him gently by the shoulders when he noticed the red in Dean's eyes. He tried to hold back more tears.
“I'm good. I uh just. It's really nice having Sammy here for the weekend.” Castiel's frown disappeared, shifting into a smile and Dean's heart sank further into his gut, Dean swore in that moment he'd never lie to Castiel after this again, or the guilt might kill him.
“I'm glad you are enjoying yourself Dean, you deserve this, and so much more. Come meet Charlie, you will like her.” Castiel took Dean by the hand and led him back out into the living room where three loud voices were all mixing together.
“Holy shit-” Charlie, Dean assumed since she was the only person Dean didn't know in the room, clapped a hand over her mouth after she spoke. “Castiel- Alpha Castiel sorry- I wow-.”
“Da, this is Dean. My future mate. He is the one getting the tattoo.” Dean wanted to laugh, the way Charlie was looking between Dean, Castiel and then their hands where Cas was still firmly gripping his fingers.
“Holy shit-” Charlie repeated herself and once again clapped a hand over her mouth. Dean laughed this time, Castiel was right, he was going to like this kid. “Sorry it's just, wasn't expecting that.” Dean stretched out his hand, the one Cas wasn't holding and shook the young alpha's hand. Her eyes were completely focused on him now. Dean was sizing her up too, her arms completely covered in tattoos. Dean raised an eyebrow and nodded approvingly, noticing the zeppelin angel on her upper arm.
“Nice tats.” Dean smiled and Charlie seemed to relax a little as he released from their hand shake.
“Thanks you too- crap I mean it will be nice!” Dean couldn't stop smiling. He had no idea why this chick was so nervous but it was very entertaining.
“Dean does actually have a tattoo already, me and him got matching ones when I turned eighteen.” Sam spoke up from where he was standing over by Luke.
“Oh here, yeah.” Dean lowered the collar of his shirt showing Charlie the symbol. Charlie nodded her head.
“That’s awesome! Me and my mom got a matching tattoo when I turned eighteen. It's the tree of Gondor on my ankle.” Charlie put her hand on Dean's shoulder to steady herself as she lifted up her pant leg to show him. “Family tree sort of thing-” Charlie smiled nervously as Dean whispered ‘cool’ hoping Sammy didn't hear him being a bit of a nerd. But they were all soon distracted by Castiel's low growling.
“You're gonna have to get used to her touching him, Castiel.” Luke chuckled watching as his little brother dipped his head in embarrassment.
“Oh! Sorry! Alpha Castiel I didn't mean any disrespect.” Charlie quickly removed her hand from Dean and stepped back. “So uh what are we getting done today?” Charlie turned back around towards the door grabbing a wheeled tool chest she had brought with her.
“I want my wings here.” Castiel rolled Dean's sleeve up and over his shoulder and pointed directly above the scar from the gunshot wound. The alpha's fingers were so gentle as he folded the shirt Dean's arm filled with goosebumps.
“It's been a while since I did the touch up on your wings, do you have a reference picture I can use?” Castiel's head did the tilty thing and Dean smiled, but his alpha just took off his shirt and turned around.
“Yeah that'll work too-” Charlie grinned over at Dean but then Dean remembered the long list of groceries he still needed for the party.
“Wait Cas, if you're staying, I need someone to go grab some stuff from the grocery store.” Dean said, following the two alphas into the kitchen. He walked over to the counter grabbing a pen and some paper to start writing everything down from the list he had started before.
“Luke can go, I'm not leaving.” Castiel replied quickly while staring at Charlie.
“Da, this is no problem omega Dean.” Luke grabbed the paper from Dean but then Dean remembered Gabe as well.
“Oh and Sammy, before I forget again can you take this over to Gabe's place? I owe him one.” Dean tried his best to keep himself from smirking as he handed his brother the wrapped shoebox but Sam just shrugged and took it.
“Uh okay.” Sam responded as Luke slapped him on the back and they both started walking to the door. Dean heard the kitchen sink starting and he looked back over. Castiel was cleaning up from their breakfast, shirtless. Dean cursed under his breath, but was very grateful Sammy had told him to put the extra blockers on. When the front door closed and Dean had started to walk over to where Charlie was setting everything up Dean felt his phone buzzing again.
“Omega Anna?” Dean answered, a little surprised. Castiel also seemed surprised, turning his head away from the sink to look back at him.
“Why did I just see Charlie Bradbury's car driving towards you and Castiel's house?”
“Because she's here to do the tattoo Cas wants for me?” Dean answered bewildered. But then he suddenly remembered Anna didn't know that Sam had revealed his superpowers yesterday. “Oh, Anna don't worry I'm not pregnant. Sammy could smell it. He actually thinks I'll be going into another heat…in a few days.” Dean nervously rubbed at the back of his neck as Charlie stared at him and Castiel again.
“Dean, do you want a tattoo?”
“Well I wasn't planning on getting one anytime soon, but I want Cas to be happy. He said you guys all get one.” Dean started walking out of the kitchen when Cas looked angrily at his phone. Dean wasn't quick enough though, another second later and Castiel was grabbing the phone out of his hands.
“It's not just about what he wants -”
“You are overstepping Anna. Dean has said he wants my wings willingly.” Cas’s eyes were shimmering with a hint of red and Dean wondered if he would actually be able to hide his heat. Castiel was obviously already being overprotective again, and Dean was liking it a little too much.
“Apology accepted. Yes, his brother could smell it.” Castiel replied to something Anna had said and started walking away. Dean rolled his eyes as the alpha walked off to their bedroom and shut the door.
“So uh, you and the angel of death huh?” Charlie said from behind him and Dean turned to see her wiggling her eyebrows at him.
“Excuse me, what now?” Dean walked over to the table where Charlie had started laying out some of her stuff.
“The angel of death. It's Alpha Castiel's nickname in the Bratva. When he was still living in Russia he got those wings tattooed on him in memory of his mother and everyone just started calling him that, because you know the murders.” Charlie snapped on a rubber glove and started playing with some of her tools as Dean listened to her story.
“What murders?” Dean asked and sat down at the table across from her, but looking over his shoulder to make sure Castiel was still out of the room.
“Well, all of them.” Charlie laughed but continued. “Alpha Castiel is known mostly as being his father's executioner. Just kind of there, cold and quiet, following orders. This is the first time I've ever seen him smiling in my life.”
“Is it bad that it sounds kinda hot?” Dean asked, leaning forward and whispering a little. Dean's memories of the day they met where Cas had effortlessly ganked six guys in a row to protect him. Dean had liked the alpha protecting him, but it sounded like his dad had been asking for too much.
“Hmm, probably but if you're his mate, it makes sense you'd like the over protective type.” Dean shrugged agreeing, it definitely felt nice not having to take care of everyone for once.
“Anyway, what about you? Where are you from, what's your type? I've got a cute little brother who's recently single.” Dean pointed over his shoulder to where Sam and Luke had walked out a few minutes ago.
“No thanks, he's not my type. That's actually why I was so surprised to meet you. Don't exactly meet a lot of fellow gays in the Mafia.” Charlie smiled shyly and Dean snapped his jaw shut from the O face he realized he was making.
“Oh uh, well, not gay, more so a little bit of both I guess.” Dean shivered when Charlie wiped his shoulder with a wet wipe and started to shave the area with a cheap disposable razor.
“Well there's Alpha Castiel too. Now that I'm thinking about it, I've never seen him with anyone.” It was that moment the alpha came back out of the bedroom, his face was red and it looked like he'd been running his hands frustratedly through his hair more than a few times.
“Dean, may I speak with you?” Castiel asked, hovering in the kitchen entryway.
“Yeah, coming.” Dean stood up from his chair after Charlie had finished shaving the area where the tattoo was going. When Dean met up with Castiel the alpha took his hand again and led him into the bedroom. “What's up Cas?”
“Dean, do uhh I have your con-sent to give you a tattoo?” Castiel spoke the words like he'd had to recite them a few times beforehand. Dean felt his insides twisting at the way Castiel's head was bowed, eyes looking down and anywhere but at him.
“Anna knows I like you right?” Dean huffed, pulling the alpha into a hug.
“Does this mean?”
“Yeah sunshine of course you do.” Dean pulled back from their hug to look Cas in the eyes. The alpha was smiling again but he kept looking at Dean's lips. Dean felt the pull between them and gave into it, lowering his head slightly and pressing their lips together. Before Dean knew it Cas was gripping him tightly and Dean was wrapping his legs around the alpha. Dean hummed happily into their kiss when he felt the alpha starting to walk them backwards towards the bed. But his brain, the non-traitor part of his brain, helpfully reminded him that not only did they have a guest in the kitchen, and a party to get ready for, Dean was on the cusp of his heat starting and Cas would definitely be able to tell if he got him naked. “Cas-” Dean said, begrudgingly in between the alpha's lips.
“Mmm, yes omega?” Castiel's hands were already undoing Dean's jeans and Dean groaned in frustration.
“We can't right now.” Dean pushed the alpha back lightly, his fingertips pushing against the alpha's chest. Castiel growled at him but did move away slightly as he laid Dean down on the bed.
“Charlie can wait. I want you Dean.” Castiel's hands hovered over Dean's waist, the tips of his thumbs dipping beneath the hem of Dean's jeans. Dean reached his hands up, exploring the exposed skin of the alpha's chest.
“Fuck Cas, I want you too. But I've got so much stuff to do before the party. And I -” Dean blushed, darting his eyes around the room. “I'm kind of really excited to have your wings on me.” This statement seemed to have the opposite effect of calming the alpha down, Castiel instead climbing on top of the bed and pinning Dean down. Dean moaned into the alpha's kiss, his hips rolling upwards as the alpha hooked his hand under his knee and shoved his legs apart. Castiel suddenly separated their lips, his head going instead to the crook of Dean's neck. The alpha took a few deep breaths there, and Dean could feel the alpha's racing heartbeat as he steadied himself there.
“Too much blockers.” Cas grumbled but his hands released Dean and he rolled over to lay next to Dean. Dean laughed and sat up on his elbows. He looked over at the frustrated alpha, his hands running through his hair, his chest bare and rising and falling in quick breaths. Dean wanted nothing more in that moment to give in and make his alpha happy but he couldn't. Not only did he need to talk to his father, but more importantly his little brother did. And there was nothing he wouldn't do for Sam.
“Come on, you gotta hold my hand while Charlie stabs me.” Dean stood up, adjusting himself a little and holding out his hand for the alpha. Castiel took a moment but did eventually get up from the bed and grab Dean's hand. When they walked back into the kitchen Charlie was listening to some music on her phone and looked up at them in surprise, almost like she knew they should've been gone longer. Dean suddenly wondered how thin the walls were. “So uh, Zeppelin? What other kind of music do you like?” Dean let go of Castiel's hand as the alpha remembered he hadn't finished cleaning up the dishes from earlier.
“I'm a little bit of everything kind of gal.” Charlie put her phone down and disinfected her hands again. “But you gotta respect the classics.”
“You gotta.” Dean agreed, smiling. Charlie scooted her chair forward and started making some vague marks on his arm with a marker, her eyes occasionally darting over to Castiel's back. Dean decided he couldn't look, the way the alphas muscles were flexing as he put the dishes away became very distracting.
“How long will you take? Dean wants to be ready for our party.” Castiel asked as he finished cleaning up.
“Well you can't rush a masterpiece.” Charlie joked, but her smile fell when Castiel stared back at her stoically. Dean jabbed Cas in the ribs lightly and waved his hand at Charlie's sad expression.
“Cas- she's joking.” Dean said as Castiel looked down at him surprised by the jab to his ribs.
“Oh, right, I apologize, alpha Charlie.” Castiel grabbed his own chair and spun it around. Sitting in it so his legs were spread around the back. His back faced Charlie so she could continue to use his tattoo as her reference.
“Oh no, it's okay really. Uh probably three hours, maybe four. The lines won't take me very long but there will be a lot of shading.” Charlie smiled nervously at Dean. The omega shrugged, not really sure what the difference was.
“Sounds good to me. That should still give me plenty of time.” Dean reached his other hand over to Cas and the alpha took it automatically.
“Okay, let's get this party started.” Charlie smiled at the same time her tattoo machine started, a loud buzzing noise filling the room.
Notes:
Notes- Hello again! Thank you for reading, I hope you’re enjoying <3
Russian Words/Phrases used in this chapter;
-Da : Yes/Yeah.
Chapter 22
Notes:
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Chapter Text
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Dean spent the next couple of hours thinking the tattoo didn't hurt that bad, and then suddenly changing his mind. This process happened a few times but every time the pain seemed to get worse Cas squeezed his hand a little tighter. The alpha had been staring at him basically the entire time. Even when he'd gotten a few phone calls, which he'd answered in Russian, so it was probably work. But still he watched Dean closely, and Dean couldn't help but feel genuinely cared for.
Him and Charlie were getting along great, just like Cas thought they would. Turns out the other alpha was a bit of a nerd and she and Dean spent a good deal of time talking about Lord of the rings and their shared love for the video game civilization. When she had just about finished up Dean peeked over, it wasn't the best angle but he liked what he could see.
“Wow kiddo, that's awesome.” Dean smiled, looking over at Cas’s back comparing the two. The level of detail she had managed to capture in such a smaller area was very impressive.
“I'm glad you like it.” Charlie grabbed a handheld mirror out of her tool chest and held it up so Dean could see it better.
“I don't like it, I love it.” Dean felt his cheeks burning as Cas stood up from his chair to get a better look himself. Dean felt embarrassed when his chest started to rumble with a satisfied pur while the alphas face stretched into a huge smile.
“Thank you Charlie.” Castiel leaned down and gave Dean a brief featherlight kiss. The alpha walked away to go and put his shirt back on and Dean rubbed at the back of his neck with his hand, the corner of his mouth lifting up in a small smile while Charlie winked at him.
“So uh, do you like parties?” Dean desperately wanting to move past the PDA.
“Hell yeah! I've got all my stuff here too so I could make a couple extra bucks doing small pieces for guests if you want.” Charlie bounced in excitement.
“Uh sure if you want -but you can also just enjoy the party.” Dean laughed as Charlie started to wrap his tattoo.
“Oh I will, and I'll make money!” Charlie seemed excited enough so Dean let it go. The last thing he'd want to do at a party is work, which reminded him he still had a bunch of work to do before the party. Castiel walked back in the room as Charlie finished wrapping up his tattoo and he handed her a large envelope. Charlie didn't even check it's contents, she just felt the width and shoved it into a drawer in her tool chest, locking it closed. “Nice doing business with you, Alpha Castiel. So Dean, do you want some help getting ready?” Dean smiled standing up slowly, his arm a little sore from the tattoo.
“Yeah, that'd be great, thanks.” Dean answered, getting a little distracted when Castiel handed him his phone back and he saw a couple of missed texts from Sammy. “If you could start picking up the chairs and stuff I gotta sweep and mop, then I've gotta start cooking.” Dean said as he opened the texts.
-”I'm going to kill you jerk- why didn't you say Gabriel was on his heat!?!!”-
Dean snorted but scrolled down to the next message.
-”Me and Luke are going to check out the bunker then we'll both go to the store, see you later.” -
Dean's omega started purring again when he read the last text.
-”Your alpha's family is pretty cool btw. I hope that tattoo is going well.”-
Dean sent out a quick reply, with a picture of the finished work. Afterwards he followed Charlie out into the living room.
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A little while later Sam showed back up with Luke and Gadreel, the pair helping to bring in all the groceries Dean had asked for. Luke quickly left after that saying he had some work to finish up before he'd grab the booze and come back for the party. In the meantime Dean used all the extra bodies to help him finish cleaning and cooking.
Dean had gotten some pretty typical American party food but Luke had apparently instructed Sam to grab some other stuff at the store as well. Some of it Castiel had to explain to him but it appeared to mostly just be cured meat and some fresh vegetables. There were some weird looking noodles but he'd managed to figure everything out eventually. Dean had just finished putting a fresh loaf of bread in the oven, a recipe straight from the family baker himself, when Sam walked into the kitchen to join him. Dean started wiping off the counters as he closed the dishwasher, talking to himself a little bit, planning on what he was going to clean next.
“You're nesting Dean.” Sam whispered, watching Dean clean and then move over to Sam to fix the tie he'd put on for the party.
“Oh sorry-” Dean lowered his hands and looked around making sure no one had heard him.
“It's okay, dude you know I'd never tell you to resist your instincts but we gotta make sure we get to see you know who tomorrow.”
“You don't think I know that? Sammy I'm trying, don't you ever think- there's nothing I wouldn't do for you. You're my family first.” Dean felt his eyes starting to water and he cursed at himself, turning away from his little brother. He hated his omega right now, if he wasn't so emotional this would be a hell of a lot easier.
“I know Dean, it's okay.” Sam put his hand reassuringly on his back and Dean grabbed a bottle off the counter that Castiel had pulled out of thin air earlier.
“Here, why don't you go start loosening up the Russians, all the cleanings basically done, I'm just waiting for stuff to finish cooking now.” Dean handed him the bottle of vodka and Sam nodded his head.
“Yeah, okay. Don't work too hard in here. This is a party for you too.” Sam took the bottle and leaned down to give him a quick hug before he walked back out. Dean smiled again hearing Charlie and Gadreel cheering when they saw the bottle of vodka.
Dean pressed his face against the side of the refrigerator when he was once again alone in the room. His body was definitely starting to heat up and the coolness of the stainless steel appliance felt nice. He stood there for a few moments as he forced his emotions to chill out as well as his body temperature.
Before long people started showing up and Dean went to change into the nicer clothes that Castiel had bought for him. He had to shut the alpha out of the bedroom because he knew if his omega was left alone with him again he'd probably lose the battle. Instead Dean put on the slacks and soft green button up by himself. But he could smell Castiel standing right outside the door, that's when he decided he'd need more blockers. By the time he finished freshening up all the remainder of the food he'd had cooking was done so he made his way back to the kitchen. Luke of course barged back in a few moments later, clearly already a little drunk off his own supply.
Dean walked out of the kitchen carrying a couple of trays of food which he quickly set down onto one of the folding tables they'd set out for the party. He was going to greet the brother but was surprised when he saw Mikhail also walk in.
“Omega Dean.” Mikhail greeted, handing Dean two very expensive looking bottles of alcohol.
“Uh thank you, Alpha Mikhail.” Dean answered, taking the bottles from the alpha. Castiel walked up behind him, wrapping his arm around Dean's waist, his other hand reaching out to shake his brothers.
“Alpha Castiel, thank you for inviting me to your home.” Castiel nodded.
“Our home, alpha Mikhail.” Castiel corrected his brother, kissing Dean quickly on the neck, much to Dean's embarrassment. The blush quickly vanished however when Dean saw another figure approaching the front porch.
“Bobby! You came!” Dean shoved the two bottles of alcohol into Castiel's hands and rushed out to greet Bobby. Bobby whistled, a smile on his face.
“Damn kid, you clean up nice.” Bobby teased but grabbed Dean into a quick, tight hug. Dean ran his hand through his hair and smiled.
“Thanks Bobby, Sam's inside, pretty drunk already. What's this?” Dean asked as Bobby interrupted him by handing him possibly the softest blanket he'd ever touched. Dean raised his eyebrows in surprise when Bobby stuttered for a moment.
“It's uh. You see-” he paused here looking like he was getting overwhelmed. Dean looked behind them at Castiel who was looking out at them confused from the front door. Dean walked Bobby a little further away and down the porch steps.
“You okay?” Dean asked when he was sure they were out of everyone's sight inside.
“It's just, Karen, my mate. She made this before she passed away. She really wanted kids. And I know you do too. We never got to use it but I figured somebody better put it to use.” Dean, respectfully glanced away as Bobby wiped at a stray tear. He looked down at the soft baby blanket. It was definitely hand made, an assortment of different types of cars knitted into the fabric circling around Bobby's last name in the middle of it. Dean couldn't stop himself from tearing up looking at all the love that had clearly gone into the fabric. He went to wipe his tears away and Bobby pulled him in for a hug.
“Bobby it's- I can’t. It's perfect.” Dean hugged him back tightly for a moment then they both stepped back and cleared their throats. Dean folded the blanket back up and led Bobby back towards the house. “Come on, let's go have a beer together before I can't anymore.” Bobby nodded his head and straightened his hat out as they both walked back inside. Castiel looked at him worried but Dean just waved him off, smiling softly as he went to hide the blanket away from the party.
Dean got to drink a couple of beers with Bobby by the time everyone had shown up. Ellen and Jo had brought Benny with them and Dean was feeling a good buzz as everyone talked loudly and enjoyed the food he'd made.
“I never realized how big Gabe's family is.” Benny commented as he and Dean watched a couple people Dean didn't recognize take shots with Castiel and his brothers. “Shame the flirt couldn't be here.”
“Yeah, he said he'll throw a better party when his heats over though, so don't feel too bad for him.” Dean laughed as Sam's head snapped over to look at him, his eyes glaring.
“Whoa what's that look about-” Benny chuckled while taking a sip of his beer.
“Sam's just mad I had him hand deliver a dildo to Gabe while unbeknownst to him he is on his heat.” Dean snickered, winking at his brother who shot him a quick middle finger, but blushed despite the hostility.
“Speaking of new couples, you think Ellen's got a chance there?” Benny asked tilting his bottle slightly in the direction of where Bobby and Ellen were talking to each other over the fireplace.
“I think Bobby would be lucky to have her.” Dean smiled, watching the way Ellen nervously tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “What about you? Surprised you didn't bring some hot young date tonight.”
“Well, that's what I've been meaning to talk to you about now Chief.” Benny took another swig of his beer and Dean tilted his head waiting. “I got to talking to the ex-missus the other day. She's gonna let me start seeing my baby girl again. So I'll be moving back down south next month.” Dean's stomach immediately sunk with sadness but he was happy for his friend at the same time. Benny seemed to pick up on his conflicting emotions immediately. “Now there chief, it's okay, I think your new boyfriend can afford to fly you down to visit. I want my little girl to know her uncle.” Benny smiled widely, in that way that first made Dean grow a crush on him and Dean lowered his head.
“Yeah, man, that's really great. I'll miss you tons, but I am really happy for you.” Dean looked over at Cas, the alpha's eyes never leaving his for long. Luke elbowed him lightly, whispering something in his ear that Dean couldn't hear from across the room.
“I'm just happy I'll get to leave you like this, and not like how we first met.” Benny continued as Sam walked up to join their conversation. “Your dad's a, I hope you won't mind me saying this Sam, a real piece of work. I'm glad you gave Castiel your permission.” Sam smiled at Dean nodding his head in agreement.
“Yeah, it's rough not living close by. But it definitely won't be as tough anymore.” All three of them were looking over at Castiel now, this seemingly sparking something in the alpha, who blushed deeply as his brother nudged him forward into the center of the room.
“What's he doing?” Dean asked, his heartbeat increasing for some reason as Cas took one of the expensive bottles Mikhail had brought with him and tapped a knife, not a kitchen one, a stabby one, and clinked the bottle loudly. The room went silent immediately.
“Hello everyone, um thank you for coming first of all. But as many of you know, Dean and I have decided to officially start courting.” Castiel spoke the silence in the room temporarily interrupted by a few cheers and whistles, the alpha fumbling with something in his pocket. Dean's eyes bludged as Benny and Sam both stepped away from him a little bit. Dean slowly turned his head to look at his brother, who was smiling ear to ear in reaction to Dean's shocked expression. Dean's attention snapped back to the middle of the room when Castiel continued to speak.
“I know I am normally private person. But I wanted to take the opportunity while we were all here to…together.” Castiel's English was shaky, his accent sounding thicker as he started to walk towards Dean. The alpha stopped directly in front of Dean, and pulled out a long and narrow velvet box.
“To take the opportunity to officially present you, omega Dean with a courting necklace.” Castiel's hands opened the box. A mixture of whistles and cheers erupting from the more Russian side of the room. Dean blinked his eyes in disbelief as he looked down at the jewelry box. Inside was a string of the shiniest diamonds he'd ever seen. And there in the center of the very expensive row of diamonds were two jewels Dean couldn't identify. The two sat in a setting of silver together, blue and green, like their eye colors. The diamonds were all square in shape. The setting in the middle square as well, but slightly bigger to accommodate the two jewels. Dean would feel guilty for accepting such an obviously expensive gift but the amount of thought put into it by his alpha had his heart melting. That's when Dean realized the room had gone silent again and Cas was staring at him with wide worried eyes.
“Yes Cas, of course. But you better put that on for me or I might break it.” Dean forgot about everyone else in the room, despite the loud cheering and applause at his acceptance. Because now Castiel was smiling at him like he was the sun and Dean was smiling back at him like he was the moon, circling around him and shining light where before all he saw was darkness. The alpha's eyes flashing red for a moment as he walked forward and reached his arms around and behind Dean's neck to fasten the necklace there. It was a tight fit but not like a choker necklace would be, just tight enough to sit comfortably above his collar bone, something Dean suspected Castiel chose on purpose, so people would always be able to see the necklace, even if Dean was wearing a slightly higher collared shirt.
“You look beautiful Solnyshko.” Castiel rumbled in his ear, kissing Dean's neck softly where the necklace laid over his skin. Dean shivering at the contact. “Ya tebya lyublyu.” Castiel whispered in Russian. Dean thought he'd heard the alpha say the words before and wondered what they meant but he didn't have to for long. They both startled, when Luke gripped them into a tight drunk hug.
“He said he loves you.” The other alpha smiled mischievously and quickly ran away before Castiel could punch him. Dean's stomach immediately filled with butterflies as Castiel was about to rush after his brother, shouting a string of Russian words that sounded a lot less friendly. But Dean grabbed him by the arm and stopped him. Castiel's eyes nervously looking between Dean's.
“Uh, yeah- um…” Dean stammered. Mad that he couldn't get himself to say the right thing, but Cas gave him that silly head tilt and half smile and Dean knew the alpha understood. Dean released his arm and instead grabbed him by his suit jacket and pulled him in for a kiss. He almost forgot himself as he pushed his tongue into the alpha's mouth but the whistling and cheering erupting around the room brought him back. The two of them were immediately surrounded by people coming up to congratulate them.
Dean spent the rest of the night being tightly held onto by Cas. His arm either around his waist or shoulders, only separating when Dean had to pull himself away to use the bathroom. Dean kept unconsciously raising his hand to the necklace. His fingers lightly tracing over the gems now circling his throat. Castiel noticed him doing this while they were in the middle of a conversation with some British guy Dean wasn't familiar with and the alpha smiled at him. Dean, embarrassed, lowered his hand and desperately hoped he never found out how much money the alpha had spent on the necklace.
Eventually Dean ended up sitting in the alpha's lap. The night had gone very well and the only people sitting around in the living room with them now were Sam, Bobby, Gadreel, Mikhail and Luke. Dean was warm, drunk, and full of good food. His mind finally relaxed enough to unashamedly play with the bumpy gems underneath his fingers. His drunk brain not even caring that Castiel was staring straight at him while he did so.
“You throw a great party, Omega Dean.” Luke said before taking another swig out of a bottle of vodka him and Gadreel had been sharing.
“Thank you alpha Luke.” Dean smiled over at the brother. Luke stood up from the couch a little wobbly and clapped Gadreel on the back.
“Do you want to stay at my house for the night?” Luke asked Gadreel who looked like he was about to fall asleep.
“No, he stays here tonight. Me and Mikhail will be leaving early tomorrow for the meeting and I want him here while I'm gone.” Castiel replied for Gadreel, the other alpha nodding his head, and looking very much ready to fall asleep exactly where he was sitting on the couch.
“Very well.” Luke put his coat on and looked over at Mikhail. “Are you ready?”
“Da, goodnight Alpha Castiel, and Omega Dean.” Mikhail got up and so did Bobby and Sam. “It was nice meeting your family. Alpha Bobby and Alpha Sam.” Mikhail shook both of their hands before following Luke outside. Dean stopped touching his necklace long enough to maneuver out of Castiel's lap as Bobby started to walk over towards them.
“I think I should get going too. Do you still want me to take you to the airport tomorrow?” Bobby asked looking at Sam. The younger alpha stretching and yawning.
“Yeah, does three sound good?” Sam replied after giving Bobby a brief hug.
“Sounds good, see you then. Dean-” Bobby held open his arms as Dean leaned in for his hug. “Congratulations kid. Call me if you need anything.” Bobby let go of their hug and chuckled lightly as Dean swayed.
“Goodnight Bobby. Thanks for the blanket. For everything.” Dean could feel Sam watching him closely and Dean told his omega to keep it's emotions in check as he walked the older alpha outside.
“Goodnight Alpha Bobby. Thank you for the gift.” Castiel said from behind Dean in the doorway. Dean smiled over his shoulder at him and leaned back into the alpha's arms as he wrapped them around his waist.
“You're welcome. You better take good care of Dean here.” Bobby said as he started walking down the steps.
“I will.” Castiel replied quietly into the crook of Dean's neck. Dean shivered at the warm breath and was glad it was so dark out as the alpha started to slowly kiss the skin just above where his necklace was. Dean leaned his head to the side, displaying more of his skin for the alpha to kiss. Castiel smiled into the kisses he was placing on his neck in response to Dean's submission. Dean snapped out of the trance Castiel's mouth had put him in when he heard Sam's voice from behind them.
“Uh hey can I talk to Dean for a second?” Sam asked quietly, trying not to wake up Gadreel who had fallen asleep on the couch in the last two minutes.
“Of course Sam, good night.” Castiel released Dean from his grip and closed the front door, locking it behind them as Dean followed his brother into the guest bedroom. When Sam closed the door behind them Dean crossed his arms over his chest, annoyed.
“I know we don't want him finding out my heats started but c’mon man you gotta stop cock blocking me here.” Dean whisper-yelled at the younger alpha who simply rolled his eyes and sighed in exasperation.
“Just be careful, I know the dude is drunk as hell but you still might want to reapply your blockers before you…fall asleep. It's getting harder not to smell you.” Dean cringed but Sam reached out and hugged him. “It's not a bad thing, we just still want to see Dad tomorrow right?”
“Yeah, no you're right.” Dean pressed their foreheads together briefly before starting to walk away. “Wake me up early?” Dean asked, his hand hovering over the handle.
“Yeah sure. And Dean, please stop scenting me like I'm your kid.” Sam threw a pillow at him but Dean shrugged.
“I will when you stop being my kid brother.” Dean smiled as Sam rolled his eyes. Dean thought about all the times when they were younger and Sammy scolded him for sending him off to school by scenting him. Dean knew he didn't actually mind because on the days when he'd forget Sam always reminded him. Dean looked back over his shoulder at his brother trying to maintain his control over his emotions and closed the bedroom door slowly.
Notes:
Sorry! I know it’s late, today was an awful day and with the AO3 going down I just didn’t have time earlier sorry sorry, I hope you still enjoy! The necklace in the picture is what inspired me to write about Dean’s necklace, it’s from an american footballer and when I saw it on the TV it sparkled so pretty! Just imagine Dean’s has two bigger jewels in the middle :) See you all on Thursday!!!
Russian Words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Ya tebya lyublyu : I love you.
-Da : Yes/Yeah.
Chapter 23
Notes:
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Chapter Text
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When Dean walked back out into the living room the house was dark. Just a lamp on in the kitchen where he could hear Cas piling some garbage and plates away. Dean snuck past the other sleeping alpha on the couch, glad to see him and Sammy's plans of, get Gadreel hammered had worked out.
Dean quickly went into his and Cas’s bathroom to reapply his blockers before Castiel could notice him. He turned on the bathroom light and applied them quickly. When he set the bottle back down he caught sight of his reflection and paused. He couldn't remember the last time he'd looked this good, maybe it was his incoming heat hormones, or the fancy clothes Castiel had bought for him. But his bruises were mostly all gone, and he felt fuller, because he'd actually been eating three meals a day. His skin was back to a normal tan-ish color and despite the late hour his eyes didn't have any bags under them.
His eyes lingered on the necklace though. It really was crazy how much it sparkled. Looking at it Dean wasn't sure he'd ever actually seen a diamond before, everything else seemed dim in comparison. His fingers were lightly tracing over the two gems in the middle when he noticed Castiel silently watching him from the doorway. The alpha's drunkenness apparently making him loud enough so that he couldn't sneak up on Dean at the moment.
“Do you really like it, solnyshko?” The alpha whispered. Dean nodded his head, his hand staying on the necklace. “The two in the middle are jade, and sapphire. I know they are not exact match but this was short notice.” Castiel walked up to him, his hand joining Dean's where he was caressing the necklace.
“Cas, it's perfect, shut up.” Dean didn't wait for the alpha to listen, he simply grabbed him by his tie and pulled him in for a kiss, their bodies not anywhere near close enough or naked enough for Dean's liking. Cas seemed to agree, his hands coming up Dean's chest as they kissed and he sloppily tried to remove Dean from his shirt. Dean was doing the same to the alphas shirt but Castiel growled in frustration when he failed to remove a single button, choosing instead to rip the shirt in half. Dean's buttons flew everywhere and the omega in him purred as the alpha fell to his knees, his hands dragging across his freshly exposed skin and down to his pants.
“Dean I- I'm sorry I'm very drunk “ Castiel slurred, his breath hot on Dean's thigh as he slowly pulled the pants he was wearing down. Dean's erection proudly popping free of the restrictive material.
“It's okay, I am too.” Dean laughed, looking down at the alpha who was currently pulling his underwear off and licking his lips. Cas took this as permission and wrapped Dean's dick with his lips. Dean moaned, his hips reflexively jerking forward as his dick slid further into Castiel's mouth. “Fuck Cas-” Castiel's hands grasped Dean's hips and held them still as he sucked his cock into his mouth. Dean braced himself on the bathroom counter. His whole body was hot and crying out for more from the alpha. When Dean looked back down he cried out again seeing the alpha's blue eyes staring into him as he took his dick deeper into his mouth. “Cas stop-” Dean pulled at the alpha's hair and Dean whimpered at the sound of the alpha's lips leaving his dick. Castiel was about to complain but soon Dean was grabbing him by the tie again and dragging him up off the floor.
“What's wrong?” Castiel asked when Dean had him fully standing back up again, but the alpha quickly caught up when Dean turned around. The omega leaning over the counter and presenting for the alpha. Castiel's eyes flashed red in the mirror and Dean moaned again, pushing his hips backwards and into Cas’s crotch. The alpha groaned in response and leaned over him. Dean shivered watching as the alpha quickly unbuckled his belt behind him. Dean shimmied out of the remainder of his shirt as Castiel freed his dick from his pants. “Dean…” Castiel moaned behind him as his hand slid over Dean's slick covered ass. Dean's body clenching as the Alpha testingly traced a finger over his entrance.
“Fuck Cas, get inside of me.” Dean demanded, pushing himself back onto the alpha's hand. Castiel looked at Dean in the mirror in front of them and Dean cried out when he felt the alpha's dick pressing against him slowly.
“Dean…you're so wet.” Castiel pressed forward slowly. Dean spread his legs further, Castiel's dick stretching him painfully but Dean chased the pleasure he knew would follow. The small bathroom now only filled with the echoing sounds of both of their ragged breaths. Dean's omega lost it when he looked back into the mirror. Castiel's eyes were glued to where he was shoving into him. Dean's face was red with blush in contrast with the new necklace glittering in the dim lighting of the bathroom. Dean pushed his hips back, sinking Cas’s dick deeper as his hands reached out blindly to steady himself on something, anything. Castiel's hands rested on either side of Dean's ass, his right hand coming down to gently circle around where his dick was pushing into Dean. The omega grabbed the edge of the counter and one of the faucet handles as Castiel's hands both moved to grip him by his hips and he started thrusting forward.
“Cass…” Dean whispered, the pain of the alpha stretching him open now completely forgotten as he started moving, and pushing against that sweet spot inside of him. Castiel's movements felt rushed, hungry. Dean definitely hadn't drank as much as the alpha but the alcohol was also impairing him. Dean's hand slipped as Castiel thrusted into him, pushing Dean's body further onto the counter. Dean's hand accidentally turned on the bathroom sink as the alpha's hand moved from his hip to the back of his neck. The alpha's hand stayed there as he pushed in and out shakily, the sound of their bodies slapping together drowned out slightly now by the sound of the faucet pouring out water. Castiel's hand on the back of his neck sent chills down his spine. His omega purring and telling him to submit.
Dean knew there were ways for alpha's to hold omegas like this, incapacitating them. He'd never experienced it before himself, apparently it was something that could only really happen if the omega was willing or unsuspecting. And Dean had always been unwilling and on edge. But right now as his face was being pressed into hard cold marble and Castiel was balls deep slamming into him he was very willing. Dean caught the alpha's glowing red eyes behind him and he considered that Cas hadn't even realized that he was doing it.
“Cas-” Dean whimpered again, he could feel drool leaking out of his mouth as the alpha growled behind him in response. Castiel's knot had started to form and Dean moaned, his chest filling with butterflies again as Cas started rambling in Russian behind him. Dean hadn't even realized how close he'd been to the edge, probably a mixture of alcohol and the way Castiel's hand was making him submit, blinding him to his own pleasure. His orgasm came fast and suddenly, his dick throbbing almost painfully as he came. Dean felt his body clenching around Cas's dick. But he couldn't move at all, his body completely relaxed as the alpha took both his arms and twisted them behind his back as he continued to thrust into him with abandon. His other hand still firmly in place on his neck, his fingers gently tracing the necklace there. Dean wanted to bare his neck as he felt the alpha's thrusts slowing.
Without explanation Dean's body moved on its own, his head moving to the side as Castiel leaned down over him, his teeth scraping against the diamonds on his necklace.
“Cas, please...” Dean begged, his face still half smashed into the counter as Castiel slammed into him. Castiel grunted behind him. Dean felt his knot tie them together, the alpha's lips hovering over his neck. Castiel's tongue darted out of his mouth licking a long stripe up the skin there. Dean's body tightening around the alpha's cock as he felt Cas's come filling him.
“I like when you present for me, omega.” Castiel growled into Dean's ear, his voice shaking and out of breath. Dean's whole body was floating, the bare skin wherever Cas was touching him burning with satisfaction. Dean cursed internally, his heat had definitely started.
“Cas?” Dean whispered back as the alpha caught his breath behind him.
“Mmm yes Dean?” Dean moaned when Cas shifted slightly, somehow pushing deeper into him.
“I can't - you've got. Uhhh -mmm- your hand, I can't move.” Dean moaned in-between words as Castiel's hips slowly rolled into him. After Dean managed to get the words out though Cas’s hand left his neck like his skin was actually on fire.
“Dean! I'm sorry!” Castiel looked at him in the mirror as Dean lifted his head off the counter and moved his arm so he could reach to turn off the faucet. Dean just laughed as his back ached slightly from the sudden movements.
“It's okay Cas, promise.” Dean met the alpha's eyes in the mirror and Castiel's worry dimmed, but didn't completely disappear. “Having sex with a future mate, while drunk and near the start of my heat, I'm surprised you didn't completely lose control.” Dean smiled, propping his elbows up on the counter while Cas relaxed a little more behind him. The alpha's hands returning to his body, slowly and gently tracing circles into the exposed skin of his back. A moment ago the muscles there had been aching and now they felt warm and relaxed. “That's a great magic trick.” Dean purred, his eyes slowly closing as Cas continued to gently massage him.
“Dean, it smells like your heat has started.” Dean felt his stomach drop and his eyes snapped back open. His concern only fading when he looked up and saw just how drunk and tired the alpha looked.
“Nah, s' okay not yet.” Dean waved him off, grateful to feel the alpha's knot starting to go down already, this wasn't exactly the most comfortable position they'd been tied together in. Castiel appeared to believe him for now, pulling back slightly and kissing a trail down from his neck and following his spine.
“If you say so.” Castiel spoke into the dip of his lower back as his dick slipped out of Dean. Dean shivered when he felt Cas’s tongue press against his skin. “You taste so good Solnyshko our scents are mixed together here…” Castiel was on his knees again and Dean moaned as the alpha's hands spread him apart and he hungrily licked at his opening.
“Ff-fuck Cas-” Dean's head fell back to the cold marble countertop as the alphas tounge dipped into him. The alpha was going to drive him crazy but he wasn't about to stop him as he felt one of the alpha's fingers pressing into him. “Can we move to the bed sweetheart?” Dean asked, his back still aching a little bit from their last round. Castiel pulled his hand back and nodded his head, licking his lips as Dean stood back up and turned around. Dean didn't need to be told, he simply wrapped his legs around the alpha's waist and let Cas carry him back into their room.
At some point they managed to run out of energy, not desire, to be touching each other, as they fell asleep naked and tied together. Dean was smiling in his sleep, the alpha's arms wrapped around him tightly. It felt like he hadn't really gotten any sleep at all when he woke up to the sound of Sam's voice. But based on the fact that he no longer felt drunk, just hungover, he'd definitely actually fallen asleep at some point. Dean's eyes slowly blinked open and he saw Sam lingering in the doorway to the room, his hands covering his eyes as he called for Dean again.
“Dean-” the younger alpha whispered from the door.
“Shit-” Dean whispered back, pulling up the covers so Sam wouldn't see anything he didn't need to. Dean could feel the alpha's slow and deep breaths rising and falling as he held him tightly, this would not be an easy position for him to sneak out of. “Grab me a pillow from your room-” Dean whispered back to Sam at the door. Being Sam's older brother had some advantages, their scents were kinda similar. Hopefully Sam's pillow would placate the alpha for a while. Sam nodded his head and disappeared for a moment. When he returned he quietly walked in and helped Dean swap himself out for the pillow. Sam averted his eyes when they succeeded. “I'll be right out, gotta get dressed, meet me outside.” Dean crept away from the bed and as quietly as possible got dressed. His eyes lingering on the alpha who was now death gripping the pillow instead of him. Dean didn't think he'd ever be jealous of a pillow but as the alpha shifted slightly in his sleep, exposing his back and all of the muscles and tattoos there Dean wanted to kick that pillows ass and take his spot back.
He sighed, moving into the bathroom and slathering on the blockers, now one hundred percent sure his heat had started. He snuck out of the bedroom and walked into the kitchen writing a quick note to leave for the alpha, hoping desperately that Cas would forgive him for this. His hand was on the front door handle about to open it when he heard Gadreel shift on the couch behind him.
“Omega Dean?” Gadreel's voice was thick with sleep. Dean froze, trying to think of something quickly.
“Hey Gadreel, me and Sammy are going for a morning run together-” Dean said quietly over his shoulder. The alpha's head was peaking at him from behind the couch and his eyes narrowed.
“Give me a moment I will get dressed.” Gadreel started to move around and Dean cursed under his breath.
“No! uh it's alright.” Dean looked worriedly at the bedroom door, hoping Cas didn't hear their voices. “Cas said you need some sleep after last night, I'll be safe with Sammy, promise, we'll be back in 30.” Dean started to open the door and Gadreel still seemed tired and drunk enough to buy it, for now.
“Okay…I will wait for your return.” Gadreel leaned back into the couch cushions and Dean sighed in relief when the alpha's eyes started blinking closed slowly again. Dean softly shut the door behind him and jogged quickly across the front porch and down the steps. Sammy was waiting for him over by Baby. Sam spread his long arms out in a gesture that looked like he was asking him what took so long.
“We gotta run-” Dean hissed as he opened the driver's side door and shifted the car into neutral. Him and Sammy wordlessly pushing her down the slight hill of the driveway together. Sam was at the back while Dean steered her from the window. It took them a few minutes but once they were halfway down the road Dean waved for Sam to hop in.
“What was that?” Sam asked, speaking at a normal volume now that they were mostly in the clear.
“Gadreel woke up. We've probably got a half hour tops before he realizes we're not going on a run together.” Dean answered, turning the keys in the ignition. His heartbeat was still in his throat from almost getting caught but the sound of baby's engine settled something deep inside his soul. He looked over at Sam as he started to speed out to the main road and they both smiled nervously at each other.
“You better drive fast then.” Sam replied and Dean agreed, cutting the wheel as he sped out onto the paved road off the gravel one.
Notes:
Good morning! And surprise! I decided yesterday that there are only nine days left until my birthday and we only have nine chapters left to go so I’ll be posting the rest of the chapters these upcoming days! Anyway, I hope you are still enjoying, see ya tomorrow <3
Russian Words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
Chapter 24
Notes:
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Chapter Text
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Castiel's hand was firmly gripping around Gadreel's neck. Luke was trying and failing to separate them as Castiel re-read the note Dean had left on the kitchen counter.
- "I'm sorry Cass but me and Sam need to see Dad. We'll be safe, promise." -
Castiel crumpled the note in his fist as Gadreel clawed desperately at the hand squeezing around his neck.
“You let them go-” Castiel growled, Luke was yanking on him now, but he didn't gain an inch.
“Castiel, you're killing him.”
“I know!” Cas snapped back. Gadreel's eyes wide with fear.
“He didn't know, how could he?” Luke sighed, giving up on trying to rip them apart. “Castiel, let him go now!” It was a command and Cas growled but dropped his hand. Gadreel gasped, his hands coming up to his neck as he caught his breath. “You would regret killing him.” Luke reasoned, when Castiel glared at him, pissed that the older alpha had commanded him.
“Castiel is correct, I deserve his anger.” Gadreel spoke, his voice strained. Luke crossed his arms and rolled his eyes.
“A thanks for saving your life would be ni-”
“Zamolchi!” Castiel shouted, turning around and pacing to stop himself from punching someone. “What did he say again, tell me now.”
“He just said he and his brother were going for a run.” Gadreel removed his hand from his neck where he’d been trying to get the blood flowing again, the color started to come back to his face.
“You didn't see or hear them taking the car?” Castiel looked back outside the window where the Impala had been parked. He cursed when he saw Mikhail's car pulling up the driveway. “Yebat!” Castiel cursed looking down at his cell phone to see the time.
“No, I'm sorry alpha Castiel.” Gadreel and Luke watched him pace back and forth.
“We know where they went, you will go and get them while me and Mikhail go to the meeting.” Castiel rubbed at his temples in frustration. He'd wanted Luke nearby in case something went wrong. He should've known something was going on, his alpha had been yelling at him last night telling him something was off with the omega. He had foolishly thought it had simply been nerves from receiving the courting necklace.
“I'll call our contact at the prison.” Gadreel pulled out his phone and handed Luke the keys to his SUV. Castiel's head was throbbing, he'd definitely drank too much last night. A part of him remembering Sam ensured him and Gadreel always had a drink nearby. Castiel cursed under his breath, they were smart, he'd give them that much. But another part of him curled up on the inside thinking about all this planning Sam and Dean had done to go around his back.
“Have I been too strict with Dean?” Castiel looked at his brother, his heart feeling like it was breaking.
“This would've been easier if you just went with them to the prison.” Luke shrugged and waved at Mikhail as he walked into the house. Castiel walked into the bathroom quickly, giving his face and neck a rinse before he'd have to leave. He also didn't want to have to explain to Mikhail what was going on. He still felt like the eldest alpha somewhat disapproved of Dean. Castiel finished washing his face and looked up into the mirror to redo his shirt buttons. That's when his mind helpfully reminded him of last night's activities in the very spot he was standing now.
‘Dean it smells like your heat has started’
The memory of Dean's quick reply and the aggressive medical smell of blockers attempting to cover up Dean's overpowering scent replayed in his head as he looked in the mirror. Castiel could still vaguely taste Dean's slick on his tongue, and feel the heat of his skin under his finger tips. Castiel cursed, rushing out of the bathroom.
“Take Anna with you!” Castiel yelled just as Luke and Gadreel were getting into the SUV. Luke looked at him confused and he continued. “I think Dean's heat started last night.” Castiel saw the two of them curse, but quickly they got into the car and rushed off to Gabriel's house where Anna had spent the night.
“Will you be focused for the meeting?” Mikhail asked from behind him and Castiel hated how much the alpha reminded him of their father sometimes. Even though the alpha was probably right Castiel denied it.
“Yes, I am. I am focused.” This had been the break they'd been hoping for, for months. And although his alpha was clawing at him from the inside to go and find Dean, to protect him, he also knew it was his fault the omega had snuck off. He could use his anger in the meeting.
“Good, let's go.”
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The meeting location was not far from their home. Almost like Crowley knew and was taunting them again at having the upper hand. Mikhail had been talking to him the entire drive, drilling him with questions and ensuring he knew what to say and what not to. But all Castiel could do as they drove along was stare at his phone. His unanswered text to Dean glowing at him in torment.
- “please Dean, tell me you're okay” -
Mikhail parked the car outside of the abandoned warehouse, the two of them glaring at the guards standing by the door Castiel was meant to walk through. Castiel quickly typed out another text.
- “I'm going into the meeting now. I don't know how long it will be. Please be careful…I love you.”-
Castiel stared at the phone for another minute, ignoring what Mikhail was saying beside him. He sighed and shoved the phone into his pocket. He checked the chamber of his hand gun, and hoped Dean had at least taken the gun he'd given him.
“Castiel?” Mikhail asked after he hadn't been responding to him.
“I will take care of this, brother.” Castiel got out of the car and started walking towards the door. Mikhail cursed at him from inside the car, knowing that he hadn't been listening to him at all.
“Remove your weapons.” One of the guards outside ordered as Castiel walked up to them.
“No.” Castiel replied and pushed past them. The alpha knew something Crowley didn't. The hellhound's leader needed them right now. Castiel strolled into the large empty room, in the center of the room there was a chair with a tall back and expensive looking wood carvings on the legs. Castiel stopped walking halfway to the chair, his eyes scanning the room and confirming that the two of them were alone.
The man was not what Castiel had been expecting. The man's lips split into a wide smile as the door shut behind him. He was shorter with dark hair and a little bulky.
“Alpha Castiel, the favorite son, the angel of death. We finally meet. I'm a big fan of your work.” The man greeted, standing up from the chair and taking slow calculated steps towards Castiel.
“I cannot express the same sentiment you do.” Castiel replied, crossing his arms. His one hand stayed within close reach of his weapon. The other man clapped his hands together excitedly, the sound loudly reverberating around the large room. He rubbed his hands together like he was about to dig into a delicious meal.
“Well straight to business then I suppose.” Crowley tucked his hands into his coat pockets and Castiel clicked the safety off of his gun. “Ah, you won't be needing that. What you do need is me.” Crowley quickly removed his hands from his pockets and Castiel pulled the gun out. But the other man's hands were empty so he lowered his weapon slightly.
“I think it is you who needs me and my brothers right now. This is why your men did not stop me from entering with my weapons.” Castiel replied, as they started to slowly circle each other.
“Okay feathers, we both need each other. I know you've been hunting me down since you immigrated, but I also know those orders came from your father, who a little birdy tells me you and your brothers are not currently getting along with. Does this sound right so far?” Crowley held up his hands, both of his eyebrows raising in question.
“Da, this is true. But you are also having problems. A little “birdy” tells me one of your commanders has partnered with my father to take you out.” Castiel's air quotes around the word birdy seemed to heavily distract the beta in front of him. “You want help taking this commander out, Azazel. Because you think we need help with our father but you are wrong, you have nothing to offer me.”
“Ah uh uh-” Crowley tisked, wiggling his finger. “How's the hunt for Az going, hmm?” Crowley paused, smirking when Castiel glared at him. “That's what I thought. If there's one thing a hell hound is good at, it's covering our tracks. I'm not stupid enough to help you boys knock Daddy down but you or your older brother taking over would definitely be beneficial to me.” Crowley shrugged, starting to walk back towards the chair in the center of the room.
“So what, you'll tell me where Azazel is for nothing? We were already planning on our father retiring. You can not expect me to believe you would help us for nothing.”
“Oh no, no you see when we first agreed to this meeting I was fully intending on blackmailing you with the information I had about you and your brothers plotting against your father. But imagine little old me finding out your daddy already knew.” Castiel growled, getting frustrated with the informal tone the beta kept using with him. “Now if you would, imagine my excitement when I found out, just this morning, that the angel of death had found an omega.” Castiel raised his gun back up.
“What did you do with Dean?” Castiel growled, pressing the barrel of his gun straight in-between Crowley's eyes. The beta laughed and Castiel almost lost it there, but remembered what his brother had said during their car ride over here.
Do not lose your temper, you are not that person anymore…
“I didn't do anything, but my informant knows where he is. And it just so happens to be where Azazel is.” Crowley pushed the gun out of his face and Castiel let him.
“Tell me- now.” Castiel demanded but Crowley shook his head.
“Now that's more like it. Here's the deal, I tell you where they are, you guarantee that Azazel gets taken out. And maybe when you and your brothers are finished cleaning up your father's mess we can work together like civilized people for once. And you can pay me back for this little favor.” Castiel wanted to rip his throat out.
“I can find him on my own, I won't owe you anything.”
“Go on then, the longer it takes you to find him the more your omega is figuratively and literally fucked!” Crowley yelled, the crack in his calm facade revealing itself.
“You'll tell me where he is and you'll thank me for taking care of your mess.” Castiel growled, crowding the other man's space and gripping him by the lapels of his coat jacket. Annoyingly Crowley smiled at him.
“I've got all day, feathers. Just say you and your brothers will work with me and the information is yours.” Crowley shoved his hands back into his coat pockets and Castiel pushed him away. Castiel would apologize to his brother later, right now his alpha was taking over.
“Okay, you have a deal. Now tell me.”
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“Da, we will meet you there. I'm calling backup. Gadreel is still at the prison, taking care of some problems.”
Castiel's heart was racing. All he had right now was Crowley's word. But still him and Mikhail were speeding to the location he'd given them. Castiel fully expects a trap, his brothers as well.
“This is a trick, somehow I know it. Crowley will take advantage of this weakness.” Mikhail was fuming next to him in the driver's seat. Castiel bowed his head, hanging up the call with Luke and looking back at his unanswered text messages with Dean. He knew this was all his fault and so did his older brother. If he'd just let Dean see his father when he'd asked they'd have Crowley by the balls instead.
“I must take this risk.” Castiel's head was pounding, his body in physical pain with worry over his omega.
“You must calm down brother or you will not be able to fight for Dean effectively.” Mikhail opened the car windows, clearly irritated by Castiel's angry scent.
“I would not tell you to calm down if your mate was taken from you-” Castiel snapped back, but immediately regretted it when Mikhail side eyed him.
“I would've bitten my mate by now, and protected them better.” Castiel and Mikhail spent the rest of the car ride bickering, as much as Cas hated fighting with his brothers it did serve as a good distraction. The location given to them was far away, worryingly far away and Castiel and Mikhail both knew it might already be too late. Castiel also spent a good amount of time raiding Mikhail's supplies in the back seat. He already had on his bulletproof vest for the meeting but he strapped a few more guns to his body as Mikhail drove them closer. There was a moment of hope when Castiel felt his phone vibrating in his lap. When he looked down his heart jumped into his throat. Dean's number displaying across his screen. Castiel almost dropped the phone as he hurriedly put the speaker up to his ear.
“Dean?!” Castiel yelled, Mikhail looking over at him with worry.
“It's Sam-Cass they still have him-”
“We are nearly there, tell me everything Sam.” Castiel's heartbeat picked back up. Sam's shaky voice scaring him even further.
“D-Dean saved me, but he's still in there. He sacrificed himself so I could escape and call you. He's here- the guy that killed mom, I think dad wants to sell Dean to him to save his own skin. Cas you gotta get here, I'm injured, I need help, my leg, I can't get back in there, please.”
Cas had to stop himself from breaking the phone he was holding. His alpha screaming at him, calling him a failure. If they had let Sam or Dean keep one of their phones that definitely meant it was a set up. They were trying to lure them in and Castiel would take the bait, every time.
“I'm coming Sam-” he looked over at Mikhail who nodded his head. “We'll be there in five minutes.” Mikhail's foot slammed onto the gas pedal. “Do you know how to break someone's neck?” Castiel kept Sam on the line, trying to efficiently as possible teach Sam some quick self defense. He got the impression Sam didn’t need the advice, but he needed to know he was still breathing. Sam's breath was labored on the other side of the phone, he sounded like he was in a lot of pain and Castiel flinched at the thought of not only losing Dean but being unable to protect his younger brother as well. “Deep breaths Sam, we are coming.”
“Hurry-”
Notes:
Russian Words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Zamolchi : Shut up, hold it.
-Yebat : Fuck, or extreme annoance/ fustration.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
Chapter 25
Notes:
*** Just a T.W. with some mild spoilers for this one, john is back and continues to be a horrible parent. But there is also some brief non con, it is not graphic and there are repercussions, just wanted to give you guys a heads up! ***
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Dean smiled over at his little brother when they reached the highway. Sam was yawning in the passenger seat and leaning against the window. It felt for a moment like they were just kids again, sneaking out for a quick joy ride in the Impala while their dad slept off a bad hangover. Dean's happy memories were interrupted by Sam's voice.
“Dude you stink.” He said rolling down his window. Dean rolled his eyes but rolled down his window as well.
“Well thanks.” Dean snipped, lightly punching Sam in the ribs. “My heat started last night and there's only so much blockers can do dude.”
“Thanks Dean.” Sam looked over at him from the corner of his eye.
“Don't mention it.” Dean replied quickly, hearing the shift in Sam's voice. He knew they were being stupid. Walking into a prison where their dad was, while Dean was on his heat, wasn't exactly the smartest thing they'd ever done together. But Dean knew as well as Sam that they needed closure. They needed to hear why, how John had let their mother die, why he'd lie to them this whole time. Before Sammy had to go back to his life, far away from here.
They were about ten minutes away from the prison when the phone calls started coming. Dean looked at Castiel's number scrolling across the screen and he had to look away. He handed the phone over to Sam. He knew he couldn't be trusted right now. His body was actively fighting against him. His omega telling him to turn around and get his ass back to his alpha. If he heard Cas’s voice right now he might give in. Instead he just let his heat sickness start to rot in his gut. He looked up in the rearview mirror noticing a car that he'd seen earlier on the highway as they pulled into the prison's parking lot.
“You notice anyone following us?” Dean asked, his eyes darting away from the mirror when he realized his necklace was casting stunning shards of light all around them.
“Nah, I wouldn't worry about it, it's not like there's much out this way anyway, everyone on this road is probably going to the same place anyway.” Sam reasoned as he unbuckled his seatbelt. Dean nodded thinking he was probably right. But to be on the safe side he double checked he still had the gun Cas had given him.
“Alright c’mon, we gotta make this quick. My heat’s starting to kick my ass.” Dean unbuckled his seatbelt but Sammy looked at him worried.
“Dean, if you're getting heat sickness maybe you shouldn't go in.” Dean pursed his lips, tempted to slap his brother.
“I did not come all this way not to get some answers. Come on.” Sam gave him a look but dropped it. Anna had warned him about side effects, and heat sickness. And despite what his brother might think he did eventually find some time to read more of that old book. If him and Cas were true mates, which at this point Dean was 100% sure on that one, it would likely cause him to get heat sickness if they stayed away from each other for too long during his heat. He'd get head aches, body aches, his sex drive would increase attempting to drag him back to the alpha. He'd get painful cramps and nausea. Basically everything awful he could think of. But he stopped thinking about it for a moment when he and Sam walked up to the main gate.
Sam looked at him, unsure of what to do next and Dean strolled past him.
“Uh excuse me sir-” Dean paused looking at the name tag of the guy in the booth, guarding the entrance. “Gordon. Hi nice to meet you.” Dean smiled and the man narrowed his eyes.
“Can I help you sir?” The man asked, his hand reaching for the phone next to him.
“Look I'm going to be honest with you here, if you'll give me a chance.” Dean held out his hand and raised his brow looking at the other man who slowly pulled his hand away from the phone. “Awesome okay. So we know it's not normal visiting hours, and we didn't make an appointment or anything but my brother lives in California and this might be his last chance to see our dad. So if you could maybe let us in to see him, even for five minutes we'd really appreciate it.” Dean felt like he was losing the guy so he batted his eyelashes a little but that didn't seem to work either.
“Sorry boys, visiting hours are Saturday and Sunday 9 a.m. to 3 p.m. You can wait in the parking lot for a few hours but I can't help you beyond that.” Dean cursed looking at Sam and seeing the disappointment on his face.
“Would you be willing to take some convincing?” Dean wiggled his eyebrows and tried to slip the man some money but Gordon just gestures over his shoulder at the camera pointed directly at Dean.
“Well crap.” Dean huffed, maybe if they were lucky Cas or Gadreel or whoever was following them would hit an insane amount of traffic. He turned around and shook his head at Sam about to walk back to the car when Gordon spoke through the speaker again.
“Who are you boys wanting to visit anyway? I can at least check to see if they've got any other appointments or court so you can be in quickly once we open.” Gordon waved Dean back over but Sam smiled walking up next to him as well now.
“John Winchester, he would've only just arrived about a week ago.” Sam responded and Dean smiled over at him, happy to see all of their hope hadn't vanished. Gordon stopped what he was doing and looked up at them again.
“Did you say Winchester?” He asked.
“Yeah, John Winchester. We're his sons.” Dean replied, looking confused. Gordon grabbed his cell phone before his hand moved back to the landline in the booth.
“Well why didn't you lead with that Dean?” Gordon smiled widely and suddenly there was a loud buzzing noise and the gate to their right was unlocking with a loud click. Sam grabbed the door and Dean looked at Gordon, shocked.
“How'd you know my name?” Dean asked, pointing his finger accusingly. Sam grabbed him by his jacket and started tugging as Gordon chuckled.
“Walk straight to the next set of gates, I'll buzz you in. Once you're inside follow the hallway to the end then turn left. It'll be the first door on the right. I'll call ahead and make sure they're ready for you.” Gordon spoke, picking up the hearing aid colored phone next to him on the desk and waving them off.
“Uh, thank you sir!” Sammy replied, still dragging Dean by his jacket. Once they were inside of the first gate Dean slapped his hands off him.
“Dude something's not right.” Dean looked behind them as they walked up to the next gate. Gordon was watching them from his seat in his booth, smiling as he buzzed them through and into the next door.
“I know, but we got in didn't we? Whatever is going on we'll figure it out.” Sam whispered back to him as they walked inside. Dean sighed as he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, removing some sweat that had built up there. He was starting to feel unbearably warm. Another guard was standing just inside and he hung up the phone hanging on the wall next to the door. He waved them forward and Dean really started to worry.
“Sam, they haven't even checked us for weapons.” Dean whispered as the guard started to walk them in the direction Gordon had told them to go.
“Dean shut up, maybe they just know your boyfriend is in the Mafia.” Dean glared back at him.
“That's kinda something to worry about, don't ya think?” Sam snapped his head to look at him.
“Well it's too late now, we're kinda already here.” Sam waved at the door they'd been instructed to go to. The guard had stopped just outside and waited for them to catch up. Dean walked up to the door first, the room was empty. He looked over to the guard.
“They're bringing him down now, it'll only be a few minutes.” The guard answered Dean's silent question as he opened the door for them. Sam brushed past him and Dean reluctantly followed.
Dean jumped when the door slammed shut behind them.
“Dean, you gotta relax. We'll say what we need to say then we'll get out of here.” Sam paced around the room and Dean nervously watched him.
“You can't blame me for being nervous about being locked inside a prison while I'm on my heat.” Dean shot back, looking around the room.
“Dean, it'll be okay, we've got each other.” Sam walked up to him, placing his hands on his shoulders and Dean did genuinely relax a little bit at the contact. The comfort didn't last long though because a moment later a very familiar scent was filling the room.
“I thought I smelled your pathetic scent.” John said as he walked into the room with a guard. The guard chuckled and unlocked the handcuffs he'd brought him in with. Dean narrowed his eyes at the guard as he leaned in and whispered something to the alpha before he walked back out of the room.
“Hi dad, nice to see you too.” Sam responded as John went to sit at the table in the middle of the room. John crossed his arms and flicked his eyes between the two of them. Dean felt his skin crawling the moment his dad had made eye contact with him.
“What do you want, Sam? The disagreement between me and your brother is none of your business.” John looked away from Sam as he sat down across from him and back over to Dean. Dean felt his heart rate increase when John's eyes lowered to his necklace. Dean's hand came up reflexively to touch it. “What the fuck is that?”
“It wasn't just a disagreement dad, you were beating my brother! And he said you were responsible for Mom's death!” Sam slammed his fist onto the table, forcing his dad to look away from Dean for a moment.
“You really going to let your brother talk to me like that?” John asked, his face turning red with anger. Dean, despite his body telling him to be scared, laughed.
“I've never had that kind of control over him.” Dean crossed his arms and leaned back against the wall.
“Fine, I'll answer your questions when you answer mine.” John looked over from Dean back to Sam and Dean felt his omega growling at the way John was looking at Sam.
“Fine.” Him and Sam both answered at the same time. Sam looked back at him with a small smirk and John cleared his throat.
“Okay, girls, who's the necklace from?” John asked again, and suddenly Dean wished the alpha was here with him. Dean pulled his jacket tighter around himself hoping his dad wasn't getting the cocktail of smells coming off of him, even through his blockers.
“You met him. He's the dark haired alpha at the house before Gadreel delivered you here. Gabriel's brother. Now answer Sam's questions.” Dean steadied his voice and looked away as he answered his dad.
“I always knew you'd disappoint me.” John's voice was steady, even. And Dean hated how much it still bothered him to hear him say things like that, even after all the fighting and name calling, and the attempt to use him as an escape when Cas and Gadreel had him cornered.
“Dad-” Sam cut in, his anger starting to seep into the mixture of smells in the small room. “Did you kill mom?”
“No. Now it's my turn again.” Sam growled but John continued. “Did you let him bite you?” John raised his chin a little trying to look for himself, Dean pulled the jacket tighter. Dean jumped when he saw Sammy wind back his arm and punch John square in the jaw.
“Sam!”
“You don't have to answer that Dean. And you!” Sam snapped his teeth at John. Moving around the table and picking John up off the floor looking a hell of a lot like he was about to punch him again. But John laughed and Sam hesitated. “Tell us what happened to mom, now!” Sam demanded.
“You really are my son I guess.” John turned his head, spitting out a little bit of blood. “I owed my boss some money and couldn't pay him back. It's that simple. Now answer my question.” John looked back over at Dean but Sam punched him again, and again. Dean ran over and yanked Sam away from him.
“Stop, you have to stop Sam.” Dean begged, holding Sam back.
“He lied to us Dean! Our whole lives he made us feel like shit for Mom's death, made me feel like I wasn't strong enough, that I'd never be strong enough to protect anyone. And he he…” Sam trailed off sensing the sadness in Dean's scent. He stopped fighting against Dean instead turning around and hugging him. “I'm sorry, I'll stop.”
“We have each other, it's over Sam. Let's get out of here.” Dean pulled back from their hug. Wanting nothing more than to get as far away as possible from their father, and back as quickly as possible to Cas. The two of them looked back in surprise at their father, who was still laying on the floor but laughing now.
“One of these days you girls will remember one of the lessons I taught you.” He slowly got back up to his feet, wiping the blood away from the corner of his mouth.
“We want nothing to do with you, and we don't need any of your advice.” Sam spat back, pushing Dean behind him instinctively. But Dean immediately moved back around him, Sam was still his little brother.
“Well it's obvious that you don't remember that in this world it's every man for himself.” John smiled, his eyes flicking up to look behind them. Dean felt his blood boiling the second the door behind them opened. “Azazel-” John greeted, Dean remembered that name, from what Cas had told him that was their father's old boss, the man that had taken their mother's life for their dad's debt.
“Well done John. I didn't think you'd hold them long enough for me to get here.” The man, Azazel walked forward, two men trailing behind him, holding machine guns close to their chests. “Tell Raphael his men found them.”
“Who are you?” Sam asked, turning away from their father to face the newcomers. One of the men pulled out a phone quickly following Azael's orders.
“I'm just a simple debt collector and looks like your dad is finally paying up. Your mother didn't exactly cover all the cost incurred.” Dean's skin crawled at the way the alpha looked away from Sam and over to him. “Break his legs. Don't hurt the omega.” The man snapped his fingers and Dean's fight or flight kicked in. But they were outnumbered. Dean's hands quickly reached for his gun and he managed to at least shoot one of the incoming men in the thigh before his dad had tackled him from behind.
John's voice was loud and grating in his ear as he heard Sammy yelling from somewhere else in the room.
“Looks like I still get one good thing from raising a bitch.” John's fingers roughly pushed Dean's head to the side, exposing his neck. Ripping off his jacket to see better. Dean immediately panicked and started violently thrashing against the older alpha but a moment later the world went black.
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“Why not?”
“You fucking idiot, do you see that fucking tattoo that's why- I ain't fucking touching him.”
Dean woke up to the sound of strangers talking around him. However when he opened his eyes the world was still dark. When Dean caught his breath he felt a fabric against his lips and he understood. His breath catching and circulating around him. Whoever it was sitting next to him had put a bag over his head. It felt like they were in the back of a moving car. Dean took a moment to remember everything that happened, his mind immediately worrying about his brother.
“Sam?” Dean called out, his head feeling heavy. His body started to catch back up to him now that he was regaining consciousness. He felt hot, and he could smell his sweet apple scent all around him. His body was aching. Clearly however long he'd been unconscious for had been enough time to fully send him into the most inconvenient heat he'd had so far.
“Shut up-” A voice responded to him from his left side. Dean used the sound to locate the speaker's head and he slammed his head into him. Another voice to his right grunting in surprise. Dean quickly moved to headbutt them as well but then there was a hand on the back of his neck holding him down and pushing him into what he could only assume was the middle of a van. The person holding him down laughed as his body went limp. Dean's heart was racing in his veins and he could feel tears building in his eyes. He needed to get the hell out of here and find Sammy.
“Stop fighting you stupid bitch or we'll stop being so nice.” The voice came from the person holding him down by his neck. “Just because Azazel wants to use you to bribe the Krushnics doesn't mean we can't still have fun without marking you.” Dean's omega was cowering inside of him but all he wanted to do was fight. As if the person holding him down knew he wouldn't give up that easily he left his hand there while the van continued to drive. Dean felt the person he'd headbutted get back up off the ground, a moment later there was a boot kicking into his side. Dean grunted but his body didn't react, the other man's hand staying firmly in place. The group in the van around him were laughing.
“Laugh it up assholes. When you drop your guard even for a second you'll wish you never met me.” Dean growled, ignoring the way the guy's hand tightened around his neck, his fingers painfully pushing his necklace into his skin.
“Shut up bitch.” The man on top of him snapped. Dean felt a knife pressing against his hand, tied around the man's leg in some sort of holster. All Dean needed was one second without the man's hand on his neck and he could slip the knife into his own hand. Dean wasn't so lucky, instead he had to deal with the irritating feeling of the man's obvious boner pressing into his backside. Dean wanted to curse him out, but the more distracted he got the higher his chances of the man dropping his guard.
The van came to a screeching stop and the man leaned down, Dean could feel his breath on his neck. “Keep being a good slut and you won't get hurt.” The man pushed his boner against him and the people in the van laughed again. The laughter died suddenly when the back doors opened. Dean couldn't see what was going on or who opened them, just seeing the difference in light as he heard the metal banging open. The man's hand lifted from his neck and Dean took his opportunity. Not only did he find one knife, there was another right next to it. Dean smiled underneath the bag over his head. He quickly grabbed the first knife and stashed it away as another unfamiliar voice started yelling.
“What the fuck are you doing? Get off of him idiot.” Dean grabbed the second knife before the man ground his hips back down again.
“Can you blame us? He's on his fucking heat, he smells delicious.” The voice at the end of the van started to yell again but the man's hand was off of his neck now and Dean had everything he needed. Moving as quickly as possible Dean used all the strength in his core to flip them over, his legs gripping the mystery man in a vice grip as he lifted his hands over his head and lunged the knife down in the general direction of the startled surprised yell beneath him. A second later all the men in the van were yelling again but Dean managed to get three good stabs into the man's neck before they ripped him off of him. Dean couldn't see his work through the bag over his head still but he heard the sure sounds of the man choking on his own blood.
Before long there was another hand on the back of his neck and he was being pulled out of the back of the van. Dean fell to his knees the second he was out of the van. Suddenly everything was too bright as the bag was ripped off of his head. Dean immediately looked over to where the man he had stabbed was and smiled, seeing his body still. Another man was standing in front of him, arms crossed but he looked slightly amused.
“You will be fun to break.” The man leaned down and stared into his eyes. Dean felt like something was different about this guy and he just followed his instincts. His body was sore, he'd just been assaulted and he was cramping like crazy. So when the alpha leaned down into his personal space Dean spit into his eye. The man hissed and stumbled backwards but rebounded quickly, coming back to punch him in the jaw. Dean grunted but looked back at him defiantly.
“Not gonna happen asshat, now where's my brother?” The man looked like he was going to punch him again but another masked man in tactical gear behind him spoke up.
“Not yet Alastair- he needs to look good if we want a trade. Bosses orders.” Dean narrowed his eyes hearing the Russian accent coming from the masked man.
“Fine, get him inside, put him in my office. With his brother.” The man, Alastair hissed. Dean didn't like this guy, he had a bad feeling about him, excluding the obvious participation in the kidnapping. There was something else about this guy that just felt unsettling.
Dean had to hide his grin, thinking about the spare knife in his pocket as another person grabbed him by his arm and started dragging him towards an abandoned looking office building. They were at least smart enough now to zip tie his hands together and Dean happily thought there was one good thing John had taught him; how to break out of zip ties.
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Chapter 26
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The two guys that had led Dean through a Labyrinth of hallways and offices shoved him into a random room. They closed the door behind him and laughed as they clicked the lock shut. He peered through the rectangular window on the door as the men laughed, Alastair and some other man Dean didn't recognize staring back at him. The shorter man looked him up and down thoughtfully before turning away. Dean ignored their judgemental glares and refocused the moment he smelled his little brother's scent. Dean spun on the spot and scanned the room with his eyes. It looked like an operating room. A bunch of blinking fluorescent lights overhead, cheap peeling linoleum flooring and a couple of metal tables with deep sinks connected to them. That's where Dean saw the lanky body of his brother.
“Sammy!” Dean shouted, running forward and stopping over the table. Sam slowly blinked his eyes open as Dean wiggled out of the stupid zip ties.
“Dean? Shit-” Sam flinched, his head lifting off the table to look down at himself. Dean followed his gaze and they both saw his leg twisted into an unnatural position.
“I think it's broken Sam.” Dean went to straighten the limb out and Sam flinched.
“Stop stop stop!” Sam shouted, his eyes closing as he hissed in pain.
“Sorry Sam but we gotta get out of here. One of the guys bringing me in said they were going to use me to bribe Cas and his brothers.” Dean felt his adrenaline mixing with his heat pheromones. He would do absolutely anything right now to keep his little brother safe, to save him.
“Is that your blood?” Sam asked, looking down at Dean's hands. He didn't have time to focus on anything right now except for getting his little brother out of here and to safety. He'd worry about the murder, his dad and Cas later. Dean shook his head no in answer, his hands shaking as he tried to help Sam sit upright. “Okay. Dean I'm sorry, this is all my fault. I should've listen -”
“Hey, hey hey it's okay. Don't worry about that right now. C’mon lean on me, I'll get you outta here.” Dean threw Sam's arm over his shoulders and they moved together. Towards the back of the room there was a narrow basement window. It didn't have any bars or objects blocking it, so even if it was locked Dean knew he'd at least be able to break it. Sam grunted in pain as Dean set him down once they'd gotten close enough to the window. “I'm going to break the glass, it's locked.” Dean said over his shoulder.
“Dean they'll hear-” Sam wobbled, standing on his own.
“It's okay, you just gotta be quick. Push through the pain for a few moments and you'll be out of here.” Dean started stacking some boxes under the window as a kind of impromptu staircase for Sam.
“Dean, I'm not leaving you. Not here, not on your heat-” Sam grabbed him by his shoulder and Dean really appreciated the adrenaline right now because a few hours ago it was still a little sore from his tattoo.
“Sam, you're doing this. You have my phone, get out and call Cas, he'll be able to figure out where we are. They won't kill me, they need me.” Dean ripped off a piece of his shirt and wrapped it around his fist. Before he could do anything else Sam pulled him in for a hug. Dean hugged him back but quickly got refocused. “Please, Sam go.” Sam cringed moving into position on the makeshift box stairs but nodded his head.
“Dean- be careful. I-” Sam's voice cracked and Dean just nodded his head and wound his arm back. The instant the glass broke under his fist he was helping Sam. He lifted him the rest of the way out and through the window, Sam yelled in pain again as he dragged his leg through the opening but he got out. Dean's nerves immediately settled when Sam turned back towards him. “I'll get help Dean, I promise.” Dean heard the guards shouting and he turned around, pulling his hidden knife out of his pants pocket before they unlocked the door.
“Sam, go now!” Dean shouted over his shoulder. Sam lingered for a moment as the guards kicked the door in. “Stay back!” Dean shouted, holding the knife out towards them. Then behind the two guards came the man from the prison, John, and the creepy guy from the van, Alastair.
“Shoot his hand, idiots.” the man, Azazel said. Dean tried to dodge but the guard was too quick. His hand erupting in excruciating pain. All of the adrenaline he'd been storing up evaporated. The knife dropped from his hand and Dean chanced one last glance at his brother, who was still staring down into the room, slack jawed.
“Run Sam!” Dean shouted, before diving for the knife that had fallen to the floor. Dean managed to grab it, but as he dived more gun shots went off and he got distracted, looking back up to the window where the bullets had been aimed. Dean's chest shuddered with a sigh of relief as he saw Sammy limping away quickly, the bullets all had missed him.
“Fuck, go after him.” The creepy man said to one of the guards. Dean turned around about to stand back up but a boot was stepping on his injured hand now. Dean cried out in pain but his other hand was still firmly gripping the knife.
“Give it up son, you're not getting out of here with that toothpick.” John was smiling and Dean growled at him. It was his fault his mother was dead, his fault Sammy was hurt, and his fault Dean never got to live the life he deserved. It might be a toothpick and he might be in all kinds of pain right now but he could still swipe his dad's ankle from this position. Where he might've hesitated before to hurt his father, he now did it instantly. Dean swiped the blade across his dad's leg, probably cutting something important based on the amount of blood that immediately started coming out. John yelled, falling to the floor and kicking Dean in the face as he went down. “You stupid bitch-!” John shouted, his hand coming up to hold his leg where Dean had cut him.
“John, is that anyway to talk to my present?” Azael asked, stepping further into the room, one of his guards right beside him and pointing the barrel of his gun right at Dean now. John's head actually lowered and he stopped for a second, not trying to wrestle the knife out of Dean's uninjured hand.
“What does he mean, present?” Dean glared at his father, pushing himself back further into the room before he stood back up. The creepy guy had started trying to circle around him but Dean was smarter than that. He pressed his back up against a wall and held the knife tightly and close to his chest so they couldn't try and shoot him again.
“Alastair, you are scaring him.” Azazel commented, like everything else about today was totally normal. Dean cringed when his stomach cramped. Him and Cas had been apart too long, on top of all the extra stress his body was not happy.
“I sold you to him. Now my debts are paid, it's the first thing you've ever been useful for.” John spat back at him, but Dean felt a little proud when the alpha tried to stand back up and failed, slipping in his own blood.
“The second you walked into that prison you weren't my alpha anymore, Sammy is.” Dean looked between his father and Azazel, no way in hell this asshole was getting his hands on him.
“Sure, in writing maybe, but there are other, more permanent ways of claiming an omega Dean.” Azazel replied for John. “Alastair here has been waiting for a handsome male omega and he's willing to pay me very handsomely.” Dean glared over at the third alpha, at least now he knew who to stab first. “Did your father never give you the talk, Dean?” Azazel teased Dean while the omega was trying to hide the pain he was in.
“Come now omega, that Russian alpha clearly didn't want you if he hasn't bitten you yet, let's get that hideous necklace off of you.” Alastair added, trying again to get closer but Dean growled.
“Fuck off.” Was all Dean said and Alastair smiled, his face scrunching with wrinkles and years of malice. This was apparently not what the alpha had wanted to hear and he darted forward, launching at Dean. Dean fought him back as long as he could, the knife slicing at his torso but the alpha quickly out maneuvered him. Dean tried not to blame himself too much, the alpha was mostly uninjured unlike himself, he was now being forced to use his nondominate hand. Dean cursed when Alastair shoved him face down into the floor and laughed, the sound a little breathy, at least he'd been able to knock the breath out of him.
“The more you fight the more I like it. You want to keep the necklace on? Fine, it'll hurt Castiel even more seeing my bite underneath it instead of his.” The alpha's voice was right in his ear, his breath hot on his neck. Dean wanted to scream, wanted to magically heal and beat the shit out of this guy but his body was failing him. His arm was throbbing where he'd gotten the tattoo, his hand was slowly bleeding out from the bullet wound, and his heat was crushing him, the heat sickness starting to fully cloud his mind and riddle his middle with searing cramps.
“If you…bite me...” Dean spoke in-between breaths, half his face shoved into the ground. “...You can't use me as a bribe anymore.” It was his last hope, his last shot as he felt the alpha's hand tracing the outline of his necklace. Everyone in the room, excluding Alastair, jumped when they heard loud voices yelling and gunshots.
“Fuck, come on, go see what is going on.” Azael pushed the guard back out into the hallway, about to follow him. “Alastair? Be quick yeah?”
“Of course…” Alastair spoke the words into his neck and Dean's entire body recoiled.
“Oh, one more thing before I go handle this.” Azael said walking back into the room. “Good work John, your debt is officially paid off.” Azael said the words and Alastair laughed above him, making sure Dean could see where his dad and the other alpha were talking. His hand holding Dean's chin in place.
“Thank you-” John replied, getting up off the floor, his hand reaching out to shake Azael’s. But when Azael’s hand reached out it was holding a gun. Dean screamed but it was too late. Three shots rang out and John dropped to the floor, his head rolling to the side, eyes lifeless and staring straight at Dean.
“NO! DAD NO!” Dean screamed, Azael smiled at him and waved his gun like he was waving his hand goodbye. Dean's vision went blurry as tears filled his eyes. Alastair was still holding him down and the moment Azael was out of the room Dean started fighting back again. “Dad! You can't - let me go!” Dean, probably breaking his arm or at least dislocating his shoulder, finally got out of the alpha's hold, rushing over to his father's body. Dean grabbed his face and shook but there was nothing. His skin already losing its warmth.
“Mmm, Oh I see why The angel of death likes you so much. Even your distressed scent is delightful.” Dean ignored him, still trying to shake life back into John's body. “I can imagine him now, finding you, already bitten, and used. It'll be even better than when he found me with Anna. Dean's head snapped up at that.
“You?” Dean's heart skipped a beat when he realized the thing digging into his knee on the side of his dad's body was his gun. As Alastair sneered and spoke, Dean carefully, slowly reached for it.
“Oh yes, a few others as well. But you should've seen his face when I got my hands on her.” Dean had heard enough. For his dad, for Anna, and for himself Dean quickly aimed the gun and shot.
“Shit-” Dean cursed when only one bullet came out. He checked the chamber quickly and sure enough it was empty. The bullet had grazed the space between Alastair’s shoulder and neck and it looked like it would eventually bleed him out but that wasn't good enough right now. The alpha screamed at him and Dean panicked, throwing the now empty gun at his head and quickly getting up and running towards the door out of the room. The gun hit the alpha in the face and Dean cursed at himself and his unfortunate luck with his aim as he stumbled out of the room, the alpha lunging after him. “Now you hit his head!” Dean chastised himself while bolting for the door. The hallway outside was dark and somewhere off in the distance more gun shots were going off and people were shouting.
Dean forgot his rush when he looked down the hallway to his right trying to decide which way to run and he noticed a pair of bright red eyes glaring from the dark in his direction. Dean stumbled backwards, almost tripping over his own feet. He had been scared, he was hurt, and he needed to find the way out quickly but his omega took over. His instincts telling him to run. To initiate a chase. Not telling him to flee but allure. Dean swallowed hard, his body already knew but his mind couldn't catch up quickly enough. The moment the red eyed alpha stepped into the flickering light from the room he'd just escaped from Alastair came bursting out as well.
“C-cass?” Dean stuttered, both him and Alastair frozen, staring at the alpha. Cas pulled out a gun from his holster and Alastair snapped his head to look back towards Dean. Dean spun, seeing both of the alpha's staring at him with their darkened eyes, enough to frighten even the strongest of omegas.
“You can't outrun me Dean!” Alastair yelled after him. He was probably right, Dean had no idea where he was going and it was dark as hell in the building but his omega had taken over. And he was pretty confident if he couldn't outrun him, Castiel definitely could. Dean turned a corner, his hand gripping the wall as he turned so he wouldn't fall and a second later a bullet pinged into the wall where he'd just turned, shortly followed by Alastair. Dean cursed under his breath trying to conserve his breathing as he ran, Alastair was catching up to him, and he could hear growling.
Another corner came up and Dean's omega cried inside of him as he felt a hand on his neck. Dean fell to the ground. Alastair's body quickly covered his. Dean trashed his head as the alpha lifted his chin, angling his neck to the side. Dean could feel his heart beat throughout his entire body, his limbs freezing in shock as the alpha craned his own neck leaning down about to bite. But the growling returned, and it wasn't coming from Alastair.
Dean's body regained control a moment later, Alastair's weight disappearing from his back. Dean turned around to lay on his back, seeing Castiel grabbing the other alpha by the throat. Alastair's hands were flailing wildly until he seemed to remember he had a gun. Alastair shot the gun point blank into Cas’s chest and the alpha didn't even flinch. Dean wanted to yell but he started to crawl backwards as Castiel's right hand lifted away from Alastair's neck. His head shot forward and he bit into the man's jugular. Alastair screamed for a moment but then the air went eerily quiet, the only sound now being Dean’s heartbeat pulsing loudly in his own ears. Castiel's head pulled back with force, and blood came pouring out of the other alpha's neck. Cas dropped the body and spit out the skin he'd bitten off. Dean was scrambling to his feet when the alpha wiped his face clear of blood and looked back at him.
Dean didn't know why he was scared, it was Cas, he was protecting him, but even Cas looked like he wanted him to keep running right now, so he did. While he stumbled to get up, he realized it wasn’t fear he was feeling. His omega wanted to be chased, wanted Cass to follow him, to find him and win him. Dean felt lighter, his feet automatically carrying him away as quickly as possible. Dean knew the moment Cass’s instincts took over as well, a low, hungry growl following him down the hallway.
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Chapter 27
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Castiel leaned out the open window as they turned the corner into a large parking lot. The lot was connected to what appeared to be an office building, but the old and decaying facade displaying neglect showcased other intentions. Castiel's brain was not as focused as he normally would be on a mission or he would've noticed a familiar name on the sign with all of the offices listed on it as they drove by. Instead he angled his rifle out the window and started shooting the moment he saw figures patrolling around the area of the parking lot that Sam had described to him.
Mikhail was clearly out of practice, the car jolting a little in surprise as Castiel started shooting but he quickly straightened back out.
“Warn me at least!” Mikhail shouted in-between Castiel's shots. Cas reloaded once all of his targets were down and Mikhail stopped the car. Two of their black SUV’s pulled in behind them a few seconds later and Cas got out of the car. His blood was racing in his veins and he could feel his alpha already fighting for control.
“Sam?!” Castiel yelled, shooting another man that had burst through the door at the side of the building. Castiel turned around when he heard Sam's voice coming from behind another vehicle.
“Over here!” Castiel jogged to the voice, his face pinching in pain as he got a look at Sam. His face was pale and sweaty. His leg was definitely broken, badly. He was amazed he'd managed to get this far on it.
“Anna is coming she will help you Sam.” Castiel kneeled down next to him, his eyes scanning their surroundings still. Mikhail standing to the side of them, his gun aimed at the door and ready. Two men with more guns hopped out of a car, flanking Luke as he rushed over to join them. “Sam, where is he?” Castiel gripped him, waving for the two men to come and help lift him.
“He's in like a basement, when I first got here they had a bag on my face. But it was on that side of the building a floor down.” Sam pointed over his shoulder and grunted in pain as Cas helped the men get Sam safely in the back of their SUV. Castiel growled hearing his brothers shouting more commands in Russian as more people came out of the building.
“I will save him, Sam. Wait here, let Anna help you when she arrives.” Castiel was about to close the door but Sam grabbed his arm quickly.
“He's on his heat, please hurry, the way that guy was looking at him…” Castiel's alpha lost it. He already had been pretty confident about Dean's heat starting again but hearing his brother confirm it only angered him more, especially at the idea of another unmated alpha being anywhere near him. Castiel slammed the door shut and rushed over to join his brothers who had been slowly advancing on the doors.
“So much for a surprise attack!” Luke shouted over the gun shots as Castiel joined them.
“They knew we were coming already since they stole Dean!” Mikhail shouted back and Castiel rolled his eyes, tired of watching one after another of the hell hounds pop out from behind the door. His omega needed him, and this was taking far too long. Cas rushed up to the door, ignoring his brother's shouts. He made it to the doors before anyone else managed to get out. He braced his back against the cold metal of the door and he reached down to his leg where he had three grenades stored in a pocket that he'd stolen from the back of Mikhail’s car. He bit the trigger off one, waited a few seconds then quickly opened the door. As he suspected there was a gaggle of men waiting inside to draw out this gun fight as long as possible. He tossed the grenade in and smiled hearing the screams as he shut the door again behind him. He ran back towards his brothers, dropping to the ground when Mikhail signaled. His brothers started shooting at the other people fleeing the grenade. Bullets flew over him as he ducked his head down. A loud bang sounded from behind him and then Cas rolled onto his back, pointing his own gun at some of the feeling men that his brothers hadn't gotten to yet.
When they were all down Luke rushed over and helped him back up to his feet.
“That was reckless, even for me, little brother.” Luke said as he gripped his arm and pulled him up. The smile on his face betrayed his words.
“It was taking too long, we need to hurry-” Cas got right back to the front doors. Him and Mikhail opened them and checked the room. All of the smoke had not cleared yet but they entered. Castiel and Luke shot any men on the ground that appeared to still be breathing as Mikhail cleared their corners.
“These are Raphael’s men-” Mikhail hissed as they walked over the downed men.
“I thought he was home.” Castiel tried to make sense of it. Something wasn't adding up, with this many of his brothers guards here surely he must be here as well. Or, they were sent to protect someone else.
“Which way?” Mikhail whispered, looking over at Castiel as they walked into what appeared to be an old lobby. The room was large and clean for what was clearly supposed to be an abandoned building. Multiple floors were open to this one room, a wide and spiraling staircase connecting the first three floors together. Castiel signaled the direction Sammy had said he'd come from but they all quickly ducked behind a desk when they heard more footsteps and voices. Castiel swore he heard their father's voice and tried to peek but Mikhail was more confident, looking over at his brothers with wide eyes.
“Father?” Mikhail mouthed silently over to Luke and Castiel. The younger brothers nodded their heads as they heard the voices getting louder. Mikhail leaned around the corner of the desk and just got a glimpse of their father and Azazel, surrounded by guards walking into a different hallway on the second floor of the lobby. “Fuck, we've got to stop them.” Mikhail grumbled. Luke looked between his brothers, both of them fuming and red eyed and he rolled his own eyes.
“Cassie, go find Dean, me and Mikhail will take care of those two.” Luke pushed Cas away lightly. Castiel growled wanting to be there for his brothers in any potential confrontation with their father, but he could also sense that his brothers were feeling the same pain for his situation. Castiel nodded and started to sneak towards the door to their right. His mind now worrying that if Azael was with his father, who was with Dean? He snuck his way through the next set of doors making sure the hallway was clear before looking back at his brothers. They both nodded at him and Castiel pushed forward when two more of their men walked through the front doors. At least their back up had finished arriving.
Castiel quietly but as quickly as possible started jogging down the hallway, looking for any stairwell he could find. He turned another corner and spotted two more men standing outside of a doorway. He tucked into the first open doorway he could find before being noticed. He peered around the door frame, sizing the men up. They both had guns and tactical gear on but the taller one wasn't holding his gun at the ready. This was taking too long and having someone to tell him exactly where Dean was would really help. Castiel, as quiet as possible, aimed his gun. He shot the shorter man in the head and he was gone. The second man was quickly scrambling for his gun but Castiel was quicker. He shot both of his knees out as he ran up to the man. He slammed the stalk of his gun into the man's head, who was now crumbled on the floor. He then quickly unsnapped the strap attached to his gun and disarmed him.
“Where is he?!” Castiel yelled, pointing both his own gun and the incapacitated man's gun at him as well.
“Who? What the fuck, who are yo-” The man yelled back but froze when he looked up and saw Castiel's face. “Holy shit-”
“I won't ask again.” Castiel stepped forward pressing the automatic rifle to the man's temple. Already tired of hearing the man's screams instead of answers.
“If you're looking for the omega he's downstairs in Alastair's office! Second door on the left!” The man yelled, his hands flying up into the air in submission. Castiel rolled his shoulders, trying to settle his alpha but ultimately failing when he heard Alastair's name. He stepped back and shot the man on the floor, his strangled cry echoing around the now empty hallway for a moment. Castiel was lost, seeing red. He couldn't let this happen, not again, not after Anna. He stepped over the dead bodies and stormed towards the door the now dead man had pointed to. The moment he'd swung the door open more men were shouting, his body was in autopilot. He shot and stabbed his way through at least ten more men by the time he'd reached the basement level.
The moment he'd opened the door from the stairwell into the basement his mind went fuzzy with rage. He could smell Dean. His mind repeating the omegas name over and over again in his head as he snapped one neck, shot a leg, stabbed a chest. His alpha was hunting, his nose following the omegas distressed smell even though the man had told him where he was, Castiel's instincts guided him instead. Another round of guards charged him, he was almost out of bullets but he quickly and effortlessly disarmed another man and used his gun instead. He shot a panel on the wall to his left and the lights above them flickered and sparked. The guards still alive in the hall now turning on their heels and running. Castiel had just shot the last one, when Dean's scent suddenly overwhelmed him. Two seconds later the omega was there, he looked devastated, and scared, his eyes glowing a golden color in the dark, his scared scent mixing with his heat hormones. They were only standing there, staring at each other for five seconds but in that short time Deans scared, and distressed scent shifted. It was challenging him now, he looked like he'd already been running, and now it was Castiel's chance to catch him. His alpha growling, his eyes scanning the omega with excitement. The excitement quickly vanished though when the concern on Dean's face reappeared and a second later another alpha was running out of the room Dean had just come from.
“C-Cass?” Dean stuttered and the alpha's heart snapped. His need to protect consumed him the moment he saw Alastair. Dean was looking at him absolutely frightened and then he bolted. Alastair said something to Dean as he too started to run after the omega but Castiel was focused on pulling his gun back out and shooting him. No one was going to touch his omega without getting their throats ripped out. He got one shot off from his gun but the other alpha had already turned the corner, right at Dean's heels. He couldn't keep shooting and risking hurting Dean again, their very first interaction filling him with remorse. The older alpha didn't stand a chance against him on his own and he knew it. When Castiel had caught up and saw the alpha hovering over his omega Castiel's vision went red. Any other alpha would've dragged their omega to a safer distance to try and claim them. Alastair was desperate, and had failed. Castiel growled, his vision completely red and blurred as he ripped the other alpha off of Dean. He was no man right now, all alpha as his fingers dug into the other man's neck.
Castiel wanted to watch as the life slowly drained from the alpha. For what he had done to Anna, for what he'd tried to just do to Dean, and for what he'd probably done to countless other innocent people. But when the other alpha tried to shoot him Castiel's patience vanished. That would definitely leave a bruise and had probably broken a few ribs. But thanks to his vest he'd live, unlike Alastair. Castiel raised his hand off of the man's neck and lunged forward. His teeth bit into the flesh of the alpha's neck and tore at the skin. Where once there had been strangled desperate yells now there was silence. Castiel's alpha frilled with happiness as he tossed the body aside and he tilted his head to look over at the Omega on the floor.
Dean looked like he was going to run again. A part of him, his alpha, wanted him to. He wanted to have to earn Dean, to hunt him and win. The other part of him wanted Dean to run because this was who he was, a murderer. And if Dean was running that meant he understood that. Dean took off, and a growl ripped from his chest involuntarily as he took off after him. Dean was injured, Castiel could smell his blood. He could also smell his heat pheromones and those only made him run faster. Dean probably hadn't even gotten 50 feet and Castiel had him pinned to the floor.
Dean shouted his name in surprise but words were failing him right now. His alpha had spent the better part of today in control of him and it still was. There was only one thing he wanted. Dean, Dean, bite, Dean, mate…mine. The voice inside of him growling loudly, thundering. There was a moment when he thought Dean would not submit, that he had changed his mind after all of this time. That seeing him, the murders, the alpha, it had scared him too much. Gabriel's words from that first fateful day they had met echoing in his head.
“Shit he's probably scared of you, you idiot…”
The memory died on the vine when Dean turned his head to the side, his breath coming out fast and strained. And then, that smell, the delicious apple pie and whiskey scent surrounded him. His alpha had him seeing red but now Dean had his heart fluttering in his chest. The Omega's neck bared before him, willingly, even after everything he'd just seen. Castiel cursed, this is not how he imagined this moment going but Dean was better than anything he could've ever hoped for. All he wanted, all he needed was Dean. He was the sun, pulling him in, drowning out the darkness in his soul with his glow. Castiel's teeth sunk into the soft flesh presented to him and he groaned.
It felt like he was biting into a scoop of ice cream but instead of a shocking cold it was warm, and soft and flooding his brain with all the good emotions and endorphins it could manage. Dean tasted sweet, much like his scent and Castiel didn't think he'd ever get enough.The omega tasted like he was everything, and anything he would ever need, to eat, to breathe, to live. They weren't close enough so Castiel released Dean's wrist where he had been holding him down, and instead lifted the omega into his lap. The alpha was howling in delight as he pulled his head back and saw his bite on Dean's neck. He leaned back, going to lick it, already wanting to sink his teeth back in. Then Dean was moaning and something changed. Castiel didn't just hear, or see, or feel Dean's desire, he sensed it, inside of himself. Like Dean was literally inside of him, flickering like a candle in a dark room. The moan suddenly burning the wick brightly and warm.
Castiel had no idea what this was but he wanted more, needed it. So he bit back down again. He savoured the taste of his omega and the soft, surprised moan that came out of him.
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Chapter 28
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Dean slipped getting back up to his feet. But he already knew, they both knew Dean wasn't really in any shape to outrun Cas right now anyway. But still he got at least around one more corner before he was being tackled to the ground again.
“Cass!” Dean shouted in surprise as the alpha flipped him over and growled. His eyes were still red and Dean could smell not only his stormy pine needle scent but blood as well. Dean's body stilled as the alpha kneeled over him, his hands holding Dean's wrist down to the floor. Cas didn't answer, just growled and Dean's body replied for him, his head turning to the side and bearing his neck in complete submission. His alpha had caught him, his alpha who provided for him, helped heal his injuries, reunited him with his brother and so much more, but most importantly loved him. The alpha wasn't asking, they both knew deep down, and Dean had no interest in denying him.
Dean could smell himself again, his heat making it very obvious that he was excited about the alpha's mouth inching closer to his neck. Castiel's hands gripped at him tighter as the smell reached him and his nostrils flared.
“Dean I- fuck, blyad-” Dean's stomach twisted in knots and his heart soared when Castiel leaned his head down the rest of the way. His teeth scraped against his skin at first then, where his warm breath had been a moment ago suddenly felt cold, the alpha leaning away just for a moment before Dean felt pain. The sharpness of the alpha's teeth pierced through him, the pain sharp and quick. But then Castiel's mouth just felt warm and soft, like where he was biting him was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted before. Dean felt like his entire body was floating as the alpha released his wrist and lifted him into his lap. Dean's legs wrapped around the alpha's waist and behind his back as Cas pulled his teeth out of his flesh and licked. The warmth of the alpha's tongue sent shivers down his spine and Dean moaned when Cas bit back down again, his whole body going limp in the alpha's hold as Cas gripped him tighter and moaned back, his teeth still latched onto him. His hands coming up from his back and dragging through his hair, gripping him by the back of his head.
“Cas-” Dean whimpered as the alpha pulled his teeth back out of his flesh and started to lick again. His arms wrapped around the back of Cas’s neck, holding them tightly together as the alpha grumbled happily in his ear. When he felt Cas pull away, his hands moving slowly back down to his waist Dean pulled back as well to look at Cas’s face. The eyes that had been a deep unsettling red were back to their sharp blue. Cas’s brow was arched with worry and Dean leaned forward to kiss him. But the alpha stopped him.
“Dean. I'm sorry, I don't know what happened I should've asked-” Dean kissed him anyway, interrupting his rambling with a hungry embrace. His body was on fire, screaming at him to bite back, or to keep submitting. The heat sickness was one hundred percent thrashing around inside him, begging Dean to keep tempting the attractive alpha that had just bitten him. But Castiel's hands gently traced the exposed skin of his back where Dean ripped a piece of the fabric off to wrap his hand with earlier. Dean's body not only reminded him he was on his heat, and he was in pain, but that he was safe, finally.
He couldn't help it, he knew it was weak and all he wanted right now was to keep alluring the alpha but instead he started crying. Castiel immediately hugged him closer, his chest vibrating with a soft rumble.
“Dean?” Cas asked, softly kissing his neck where he'd just bitten him.
“Cas, they killed dad.” Dean wanted to tell him everything that had happened but he felt so stupid and like it was all his fault. “I'm sorry if I'd just listened to you-” he had to stop, fighting off more tears as Cas leaned away and gripped the sides of his face in his hands.
“This is untrue. This is my fault. I should've come with you. I should've been there to protect you, and Sam. I'm sorry, will you ever forgive me Dean?” Dean shook his head, trying to escape the alpha's intense stare but Cas held him in place and Dean gave in, letting the tears fully flow.
“Of course Cas…I love you.” Dean wanted to tell Cas it wasn't his fault that he was wrong but Cas was kissing him now and Dean didn't want him to stop either.
“I- love - you-” Castiel whispered into his lips in between their kisses. The bite Cas had given him was throbbing, the necklace scraping it lightly. Dean wanted to tilt his head to the side again to have Cas keep licking it but the alpha moved to stand back up.
“No Cas-” Dean pleaded, his arms around the alpha tightening.
“Dean, if we do not leave soon I will take you right here and it is not safe.” Dean's omega purred, loudly, and Dean had never been more embarrassed in his life. Cas was right, this place was not great for what his omega wanted him to be doing right now, but no one could blame a freshly bitten omega for trying. He let go of the alpha and tried to stand up himself, but Cas smiled at him and helped him up. Dean internally scolded his omega as Castiel's smile got wider when the purring picked up again the second the alpha was touching him. Dean had to get a hold of himself at least until they got out of here.
“Is Sam okay?” Dean asked, trying to change the subject but also dying to know if his brother was safe.
“Da, he was the first thing I took care of when I got here. Anna should be looking over him by now.” Castiel replied, lifting Dean's arm over his shoulder to help him walk. The alpha stilled for a moment when he noticed Dean's injured hand, a growl filling the space around them, and his eyes flashing red just for a moment.
“It's okay-” Dean tried to calm the alpha down, he didn't think it worked but Cas still placed his arm over his shoulder and started walking.
“I'm sorry Solnyshko, I would carry you but I need a hand for my gun. My brothers were chasing down Azazel and my father, there may be more guards still.” Castiel's eyes were staring into his eyes the whole time he spoke but Dean really only heard part of it. His omega was pissed that he wasn't naked yet. He could feel himself slicking and it was becoming very uncomfortable. His skin felt itchy excluding where Cas was gripping him.
“Chill-” Dean cursed to himself and Castiel's eyebrow raised in question. “Sorry, just having a hard time with my heat.” Dean whispered as Cas slowed their pace when they'd reached a new set of doors.
“It will be okay omega, soon.” Castiel replied, his gravelly voice absolutely not helping. Before they walked through the doorway together Cas leaned in and kissed his mark again.
“That's definitely not helping…” Dean moaned, his neck almost snapping with how quickly it tilted to give the alpha better access. Castiel smiled into his skin, and Dean's stomach did a flip thinking that the alpha was intentionally teasing him.
“I know-” Castiel's eyes were glimmering and Dean really wanted to let his omega give it to him but the next moment there was shouting and Dean was getting shoved behind the alpha as he shot three men ahead of them down the hallway. Not a single one of them had gotten a shot off themselves and Dean had to pick his jaw back up off the floor.
“Holy shit Cas-, you're really good at this aren't you?” Dean cringed a little as the alpha pulled him back to his side. His gut aching with heat sickness and making him feel nauseous.
“I’m out of practice according to my brothers.” Castiel shot one of the men in the head as they walked over their bodies. Dean flinched a little in surprise but then Cas was propping him up against the wall for a moment as he leaned down and started taking the bullets out of their guns. “Cover me?” Castiel asked, handing Dean a small hand gun. Dean just nodded in agreement, he had to peel his eyes away from the alpha's back, his muscles and vest stretching the fabric in a very sensual way.
“O-okay.” Dean gulped, his eyes fixing on the next set of doors he assumed they were headed towards. Castiel quickly finished taking their ammo and moved back to him. By the time they'd made it to what appeared to be the lobby of the building Dean's legs were wobbly and Castiel's scent had all but hypnotized him. Dean was staring at the alpha, lost in his heat sickness, the alpha yelling something at another man who appeared to work for him and his brothers. The man handed Castiel a new rifle and he looked like he was about to start walking them up the stairs and not out of the building. Cas straight up tossed Dean over his shoulder, clearly aware that he was having a hard time walking now. Dean would be embarrassed if his mind could do anything right now besides be in shock at the alpha's strength. “Cas?” Dean asked but the alpha stopped their trajectory when the loudest noise Dean has ever heard in his life sounded from outside.
“Shit-” Castiel muttered, his arm around Dean's waist squeezing almost painfully now. “Get up to the roof!” Castiel yelled at two of the men already on the stairwell up.
“What the crap was th-” Dean shouted, his ears ringing from the boom like sound. Castiel pushed them out the front doors and Dean's eyes adjusted from the fluorescent lights to the darkness outside. He immediately looked up at a dark object, nope, a black helicopter, that had just erupted in flames, twirling weirdly slowly towards the field across the street from the office building.
“Fuck- Luke!” Cas yelled, but Dean was distracted by Anna rushing up to them.
“Dean!” She yelled, basically shoving the alpha until he dropped Dean back down to his own two feet and hugging him. Dean patted her back but leaned away as the helicopter crashed into the field. Dean flinched, the heat of the explosion warming him even from this distance.
“Anna, I'm trusting you, please!” Castiel shouted over the explosion, pushing Dean further away from himself into Anna's arms. The other omega nodded, grabbing Dean as Castiel turned around, rushing back into the building. Dean immediately tried following him back in but Anna squeezed his wrist and gently started pulling him towards a group of vehicles in the parking lot.
“Dean, you need medical attention, please! Castiel will be safe, he just needs to help his brothers!” Anna shouted over the explosions and the men shouting all around them. Dean was too shocked, too hurt, and tired to fight her and go after the alpha. Instead he just let her guide them. Dean's eyes darted away from the burning helicopter when a very familiar head popped out of one of the SUV windows.
“Dean?!” Sam yelled, a moment later the door swung open and Sam was trying to rush out of the car. Anna grumbled and let go of Dean to stop his brother from hurting himself further. The moment Anna had reached Sam and helped stabilize him Dean startled, another boom like the one he'd heard from inside going off again. This time it was much louder and there was a hauntingly terrifying whizzing noise accompanying the boom.
“Holy shit!” Dean yelled when he finally realized what it was. Another loud explosion pushed a wave of heat towards him. The helicopter that had crashed in the field exploding into a million pieces as the rocket hit it. Dean followed the path the rocket had come from and saw two figures on the roof of the building. It looked like the one not holding the rocket launcher was trying, and failing to get it out of the other's hands. That's when Dean saw a third figure appear. It was far, and it had gotten pretty dark out but Dean knew it was Cas.
“Dean, please.” Anna placed her hand on his shoulder and started pulling him back towards the SUV. The only thing really tempting him away from the sight of his alpha being the prospect of seeing that his brother was okay.
“Sammy?” Dean asked as he came around the door to the SUV and got a good look at him. Anna had apparently already gotten him into a temporary brace but he looked pale.
“Dean, you're okay-” Sam looked relieved, but it only lasted for a second, his eyes darting to Dean's neck. “Dean…did they?” Sam looked like he wanted to try and get up again but Dean pushed him back into the seat.
“It was Cas.” Dean reassured and Sam's body immediately relaxed. Dean however jumped again when he felt cold, small gloved fingers pressing on his neck.
“Anna, it's still fresh!” Dean cursed glaring over at the other omega. Anna shrugged and squinted her eyes as she examined it. Dean felt his body relax a little as the Omega looked him over, he suddenly remembered that her attacker was now dead. He kinda wished he had been the one to do it for her as she hurriedly tended to him.
“Did he bite you multiple times?” Anna's voice was judgemental but she was smirking at the same time. Dean blushed, his hand swatting hers away and covering the bite with his uninjured hand.
“Maybe.” Dean muttered, looking around them and thinking that it really shouldn't be what they were talking about right now. “Are you good?” Dean asked, looking Sam over.
“I'm fine Dean, honestly.” Sam reached out with one of his long arms and pulled Dean in for an awkward hug. Dean felt Anna working on his hand now and he rolled his eyes. “Seriously Dean, you look worse than me right now.” Sam spoke into their hug and Dean hugged him tighter. Dean felt hot, he was sweating a lot, and the sweat immediately felt cold against the chilled night air. He shivered despite his infernal temperature.
“I uh, have some news.” Dean pushed back from their hug. Anna ignoring their conversation in favor of trying to disinfect and bandage Dean's hand. Dean's eyes darted back over to the rooftop. He couldn't see anyone up there anymore but he swore he heard Luke shouting.
“Dean get in the van and sit down before you fall over please.” Anna guided him away from the front of the car. Dean followed, sliding into the back of the SUV. Sam closed his door and turned around so he could look at Dean and Anna behind him now.
“What's wrong Dean?” Sam asked after Anna had started her work again. Dean tried to focus but his whole body was burning.
“They uh…” Dean wiped the sweat off his forehead and Anna glanced up at him. Her fingers moving to his wrist and feeling his heartbeat.
“Dean…you have heat sickness.” Anna whispered, surprised.
“They killed dad.” Dean finished his sentence, only nodding at Anna, he already knew as much. But Sammy needed to know what happened. Dean just about lost it though when Sam shrugged.
“Why am I not surprised?” Sam huffed, laying his head down on the chair as he looked back at Dean.
“Excuse me? Anna, did you drug him?” Dean asked, bewildered.
“Yes-”
“It's not that Dean, it's I don't know…look where we are because of him.” Sam, at least, sounded a little more upset as he looked back at Dean's shocked expression.
“Sam, he was our family. Our father!” Dean yelled, even though it hurt his head.
“Dean…” Anna cautioned.
“No, no I refuse to accept that the man who was beating my brother. No, the man that killed our mother, was family.” Sam looked angry at him now and Dean lost it again, tears starting to fill his eyes. Anna immediately glared at Sam but his brother threw up his hands in frustration. “What?”
“No, Anna it's okay. He's…he's right.” Dean had already let go of his dad once. He could do it again. In time, maybe when he wasn't extra emotional and on his heat. Sammy didn't have to know how much it hurt, how badly he just wanted a happy family.
“You- we don't need him Dean.” Sam reached his hand back and Dean took it. Desperate for any contact he could get right now.
“I didn't need him Sammy. But I wanted him. Wanted him to be happy, with just you and me. Wanted to make him proud and I wanted you two to stop arguing. I just wanted you to have a normal life.” Dean squeezed his brother's hand, fighting the tears in his eyes.
“I know Dean, I know. But look at us-” Sam laughed softly. “We're not good at normal. There's no universe where we're not getting into some sort of weird.” Sam's lip tilted up into a half smile and Dean felt himself finally starting to relax. That was until his door, and the driver's side door flung open.
“Anna?” Castiel's low voice questioned as he reached his hands out to grab Dean.
“Whoa-” Dean said in surprise as the alpha picked him up and out of the car. Normally he'd be embarrassed getting flung around so easily in front of his brother but then his omega started purring again and he stuck his head into the crook of the alpha's neck to breathe in his comforting scent.
“He'll be okay. His hand was bleeding a lot but the bullet only grazed him. I'm more worried about his heat sickness. You two need to go now.” Anna hadn't finished talking before the door was slammed.
“Hey!” Dean heard Sam yell right before the SUV sped away, Luke looking pissed off in the driver's seat.
“Where are we going?” Dean asked, raising his head out of the alpha's neck. Then Dean saw the Impala and he started purring again.
“Anna brought it over from the prison.” Castiel's voice was in his neck, scenting him as he walked them over to the car.
“Okay we gotta set some ground rules about baby. You guys have to stop letting everyone drive her-” Dean held up his finger accusingly but Castiel leaned his head down to kiss his neck and the words died on his tongue.
“Will you let me drive her, Dean?” Cas asked just as he'd reached the side of the car and Dean nodded his head. A little too dizzy and hurt to even think about driving right now.
“I guess it's okay this time.” Dean whispered back as Cas opened the door and placed him gently into the passenger seat. The alpha leaned over him and buckled him in and Dean's mind immediately flashed back to that first day, where the alpha had done the same thing after he'd just shot his shoulder. Cas closed the door and quickly ran around the front of the car and hopped in. The alpha efficiently started the car and pulled out of the parking lot quickly.
“We need to hurry before the police show up. I'm taking you home.” Castiel spoke as he reached over and grabbed Deans hand. Dean took it eagerly, his skin bursting into flames where the alpha was touching him. His injuries weren't feeling quite as bad as they had been and his stomach hadn't been cramping ever since Cas had grabbed him from the SUV. But still everything felt too warm, like something was just off. It was irritating the hell out of him. Cas sensed his distress and brought his hand up to his mouth where he placed a gentle kiss. “I'll drive fast omega.”
“I don't know if you can drive fast enough.” Dean groaned. Letting go of Cas’s hand reluctantly so he could unbutton his shirt and roll the window down. Cas stiffened next to him and Dean smiled. The alpha was definitely showing restraint but based on the smell in the car, even with the windows rolled down Dean knew he was starting to lose that careful control.
Dean licked his lips looking at the way Cas’s fingers were tightly gripping the steering wheel. Dean was completely ignoring the reckless driving the alpha was doing in favor of checking him out. Cas loosened his tie, his head turning to look at Dean for a moment as he did so. Their eyes locked together for a second before Cas noticed the car veering off too much and returned his gaze to the road. Those few seconds of eye contact had Dean's omega throwing another fit. He could feel the slick between his legs now and groaned in frustration, trying to get comfortable but ultimately failing. Dean spread his legs trying to adjust himself but froze when Cas growled next to him.
“Dean…” The alpha's hand wandered back over to his lap and Dean watched as those fingers slowly, carefully caressed his thigh. “I don't think we're going to make it.” Cas looked back over at him and Dean agreed. Cas’s eyes returned to the road as the fingers on his thigh slowly crept in-between his legs. Dean threw his head back as the alpha rubbed at his cock through his pants. His right hand tightly gripped the seat under him but his left hand raised to join Cas’s in his own lap. The alpha hummed happily as Dean pushed his hand further down where he could feel Dean's excitement soaking him. “You are very…fuck Dean.” Cas cursed, his hand gripping him almost painfully at the awkward angle. Dean yelped in surprise when the alpha suddenly released him, and instead his hand moved to his seatbelt. Cas hit the button and unbuckled him. A second later the alpha's hand was back on his thigh and pulling him across the middle of the seat closer to him.
“Cas!” Dean yelled in surprise as the alpha pulled him against his side. The alpha started undoing the button and zipper on his jeans and Dean spoke the alpha's name again this time in a much softer tone.
“Let me take care of you Dean.” Cas whispered back. Dean buried his head into the alpha's neck, breathing in his scent as Cas's fingers wrapped around his dick.
“Okay, yeah.” Dean stuttered back, keeping his face pressed into the alpha's neck. Dean moaned as Cas’s fingers slid down past his balls and he lifted his hips a little so Cas could dip his fingers into his slick. The alpha groaned, feeling what Dean knew was an excessive amount of slick. Cas’s fingers traced slowly back up to his dick and Dean could feel his body relaxing. Castiel's touch was literally starting to heal his heat sickness. But he wanted more, needed more, and they both knew it.
“That's good omega.” Castiel praised, as Dean's mouth fell open in pleasure while the alpha wrapped his hand back around his erection. Dean snaked his arms around the alpha's waist, not caring how difficult he was making the angle on the alpha. He just needed to be closer. He thrusted his hips up shakily in the alpha's hand, his eyes closing tightly.
“Cas- want you.” Dean groaned, feeling his dick sliding through the alpha's tight grip. The alpha's tough calloused hand felt wonderful but not enough. According to his omega. Cas growled again, tilting his head to the side further so Dean could lick and kiss at the skin there.
“Dean please, I'm trying -” Castiel replied, through gritted teeth. His thumb tracing over the tip of his dick in a slow circle before he started quickly stroking up and down again. Dean cried out in pleasure, his hips once again jerking up to meet the alpha's strokes. Dean was sucking a giant hickey into the alpha's neck when he heard the blinker turn on and he had to laugh.
“How can you focus at all right now?” Dean asked through labored breaths. The alpha's pace only quickened, like he knew Dean was close.
“It is not easy.” The alpha replied curtly. Dean pulled his head out of the crook of the alpha's neck, feeling his orgasm building. Dean rolled his head back, baring his neck and staring at the alpha's profile as he thrusted up into his hand. Cas chanced a look at him and away from the road for a second and the alpha moaned, seeing the way Dean was staring at him, licking his lips. Cas started saying something to him in Russian and Dean lost his control. The alpha's deep voice guided him through his release. When Dean reopened his eyes Cas looked like he was in physical pain but Dean didn't have a moment to think on it because a second later the alpha was releasing his dick and bringing his hand up to his own mouth. Licking Dean's release off of his fingers.
“Cas, pull over. Now…”
Notes:
Russian Words/ phrases used in this chapter;
-Blyad : Fuck/Shit, whore, used as an expletive.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
Chapter 29
Notes:
- *** Just a quick T.W. There is some more dubious consent in this chapter, but there is consent, just a bit of a communication error*** -
(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)
Chapter Text
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Dean didn't think the alpha would actually listen to him but Castiel glanced around them, checking every mirror and then turned onto the next side road, Dean's stomach filled with butterflies. The second Cas started turning the wheel, he cut the lights and they slowly drove down the dirt road. Dean scooted from the middle seat and rolled up his window, he looked back over to Cas when he heard the alpha doing the same on his side. They weren't even touching anymore but Dean still felt his cheeks getting hot as the alpha laid his arm over the back of the seat, his fingers beckoning Dean to slide back over. Dean did as he was instructed, pressing himself up against the alpha. Both of them were silent, the only sound outside of the tires crunching the dirt road beneath them being their heavy breaths.
Cas parked the car off to the side of the road after they had been driving for a few minutes and there were no lights, houses, or other cars. All around them were moonlit fields of corn. Dean could barely make out the dashboard in front of him. Dean looked over in Cas’s direction when he heard the alpha shift the car into park, the car jolting a little.
“Dean…” Castiel's voice was right next to his ear and Dean shivered. He could barely see the alpha getting closer as his eyes strained to adjust to the darkness around them, but a moment passed and Cas’s lips were on his. Dean moaned into the kiss, the alpha's tongue licking between his lips to open them. Dean reached his arms out, linking them around the alpha's neck as their kiss deepened. Cas’s hands were in his hair and on his face and on his neck, touching everything like he was checking he was all still there. Dean separated their mouths for a moment trying to breathe.
When he reopened his eyes they had adjusted to the darkness a little better but that didn't matter now that he was looking over at Cas. The alpha's eyes glowing red in the darkness, their heavy breaths already fogging the windows around them. Dean smiled into their next kiss, pulling Cas by the lapels of his suit jacket and over the bench seat into the back of the car. Cas huffed in surprise but quickly recovered once he was laying on top of Dean in-between his legs.
Dean tugged at Cas’s tie until the alpha leaned down and reconnected their lips. Dean rolled his hips upwards and Cas moaned into his mouth, his teeth biting on Dean's lower lip as he rolled his hips down to meet Dean's. Letting go of the alpha's tie Dean ran his hands slowly up the other man's chest enjoying the feeling of the alpha's muscle flexing as he rolled his hips down against him.
This was by no means their first time but Dean still felt bashful as Cas flipped him over and started tugging down his pants. Normally he'd make some comment about the alpha rushing but his omega reminded him of the horrible cramps and pains he'd been experiencing for the past few hours and suddenly he was helping the alpha get his pants pulled down to his knees.
Dean's back arched when Cas’s fingers immediately plunged into him, a gasp bursting out of him.
“I'm sorry we must be quick Dean, this isn't safe.” Dean just nodded his head, moaning while he pushed back against the alpha's hand. Dean sighed in disappointment when Cas pulled his fingers out. But he felt the tip of Cas’s cock next and he gripped the seat to steady himself. “I will make love to you when we get home.” Castiel said as he pushed inside of Dean. The omega didn't really care what he promised right now, his body instead erupting into flames as he felt Cas push all the way into him. He could feel every inch of his body vibrating with the rhythm of his excited heartbeat, floating through his veins and circling where the alpha thrusted into him.
“Alpha-C-Cass” Dean braced his arm on the door in front of him, his other forearm on the seat under them. Cas was grunting and slamming into him, holding him by his hips. The alpha had literally just gotten him off but Dean's dick was already throbbing and ready to go again. This heat was definitely going to test their endurance, probably because of how long Dean had been fighting it off. The alpha's bite encouraging him to be submissive as well as his heat.
Dean looked back over his shoulder, biting his lip, seeing the alpha's head bent to the side, too tall to kneel behind him straightly. This didn't seem to bother the alpha at all, his eyes connecting with the omegas as he thrusted. Dean rocked forward, Cas followed him though, his hands gripping his hips tighter.
“Dean?” Cas asked as Dean tried to pull away again.
“Hold on-” Dean separated their connection, pushing the alpha into a seated position and climbing into his lap after removing his pants and underwear fully. Cas’s hands eagerly gripped at his thighs as he sat into the alpha's lap. Dean moaned obscenely as he slowly sat down on the alpha's cock. Cas’s wide eyes watching him intently, mouth open slightly as he panted softly. “Yeah- fuck.” Dean moaned as the alpha's hips started thrusting upwards into him. Dean's body was soaking wet and the alphas cock slid easily in and out, the tip of his dick stretching him on each thrust back in. Dean sighed with pleasure as he felt it catch on his rim before it slammed back up and into his warmth. Cas buried his face into Dean's neck, his mouth latching onto the bite he'd left there earlier.
The moment the alpha bit back down Dean's pleasure doubled. His dick felt over sensitive and his ass was thrumming with pleasure. He felt Cas's tongue licking at his neck now and Dean tried to keep up their pace. But the alpha gripped him by his shoulders to steady him as his hips did the majority of the work for them both.
“Dean-” Cas bit back down and Dean felt the alpha's knot. Between the feeling of the warm cum filling him and the sharp bite from the alpha Dean was twisting in pleasure a second later. Cas held him up as he rocked slowly to their mutual completions. “Ya tebya lyublyu.” Castiel whispered as he kissed a trail of kisses from his bite mark back to Dean's lips. “I love you…”
“Cas…” Dean huffed, still trying to catch his breath. “Holy shit, we got all Titanic in here.” Dean huffed, running a hand over the window where there was a thick layer of fog. Castiel's head turned to watch Dean drag his fingers on the window.
“I do not understand this reference.” Cas tilted his head as he looked back at Dean. The alpha's lips were up turned in a smile and Dean couldn't stay mad for long. The alpha’s lack of media literacy definitely needed to be addressed, soon.
“There are so many movies I gotta make you watch.” Dean laughed but Cas wrapped his arms around his waist and pulled him in tighter for a kiss. When Dean pulled away from the kiss he looked down at the alpha and shook his head. “You ready for another round handsome?” Dean winked, but wiggled his hips. Being tied to the alpha felt incredible. His body felt like it was starting to cool down, but he knew, instinctively, that he needed more. He briefly wondered if he'd ever get enough.
“Dean.” Cas used that testy voice and Dean smiled mischievously. “We can't. I need to get you home, somewhere safe.” Cas’s knot was still holding them together and Dean used that to his advantage. He pulled Cas’s tie looser and undid the first few buttons of his shirt as the alpha was talking. He started kissing up the alpha's neck, enjoying the way his adams apple bobbed as he passed over it.
Dean was about to ask if the alpha was sure he didn't want to go again when Castiel's phone started vibrating in his pocket. They both jumped in surprise but the alpha fished it out quickly. “Sorry Dean, I need to take this.” Cas said, his right arm still holding him tightly to his chest as he answered the phone with his other. “Da?” Cas sounded irritated even with just the short greeting, Dean wondered why for a moment but then he heard the voice on the phone reply. It was Gadreel, Dean had a lot of apologizing to do.
“Is that you guys, in the Impala?”
Castiel straightened up, peering into the rearview with a growl, his hand around Dean’s waist tightening, pulling him in closer to his chest. Dean lifted his head looking out the back window since he was already facing it, not even trying to hide the fact that he could hear the phone conversation. Sure enough, all the way at the end of the road they had turned off from were a pair of headlights.
“If you get any closer I will kill you.” Castiel growled, removing his hand from Dean's back and pulling out his gun. Dean hadn't even noticed a pair of illuminated legs walking through the headlights until Cas’s statement. But those legs quickly turned around and started walking back towards the other car.
“Yes, of course, sorry boss!”
Gadreel sounded embarrassed and Dean grabbed the phone from Cas. Cas was growling again but Dean shushed him.
“Gadreel?” Dean asked, his voice strained a little as Cas’s newly freed hand came up to delicately trace around the skin where his necklace was sitting.
“Dean? You are okay?!”
“Yeah, yeah I'm good, buddy. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for giving you the slip. I was just doing what I thought was best for my brother.” Dean smiled hearing the relieved sigh on the other end of the phone.
“You do not need to apologize to him Dean. He should've been better.” Cas growled and Dean shushed him again.
“You were pretty hungover too if I remember correctly-” Dean teased but Cas pursed his lips and looked away, ashamed.
“He is right Dean, I will not fail again.”
Dean rolled his eyes, happy he at least got to apologize. Even if the other alpha wasn't going to see reason. Dean was starting to feel Cas’s knot go down, and the alpha was shifting under him. Dean wanted to keep him there but he knew he couldn't convince him with Gadreel around.
“Hey uh Gadreel can you do me a solid, and uh, go away?” Dean tried to ask as nicely as possible. Castiel chuckled underneath him, understanding when Dean started rolling his hips.
“I uh, can't Mikhail ordered me to watch you guys until you make it home.”
“Awesome -” Dean sighed, feeling very empty when Cas successfully dislodged himself and took the phone back.
“Get back in your car. We'll be moving again shortly.” Cas hung up the phone and started to redo his belt, looking over at Dean worried. “What's wrong Dean?” Cas asked, reaching a hand out to hold Dean's chin. The omega not moving to put his clothes back on yet.
“I don't know. I just feel really warm, everywhere. I know I've only had like three heats now but this feels different.” He shrugged, and began to put his underwear and pants back on, while praying for a napkin in the glove compartment.
“It is the heat sickness…” Castiel pressed a hand to Dean's forehead. “It will take time, and more…” The alpha blushed, looking away from Dean. “It will take more of me, to break the fever. We need to get you home. We still have two hours drive.” Dean felt his heart drop into his stomach at that. Two hours was too long. Cas was looking at him like he knew that too as he pulled his hand away from his forehead. “You are further into your heat sickness than I knew.” Cas tilted his head, leaning over to kiss him softly. “Do you trust me? Give me permission please…to take care of you.” Cas asked looking at Dean like his heart was breaking and suddenly Dean was confused.
“Of course I trust you?” Dean nodded his head and that seemed to be a good enough answer for Cas. The alpha got out of the car, tucking his gun back into his holster and moving back to the front seat. Dean, not wanting to do the walk of shame to the front where Gadreel could see him, just hopped over the seat back into the front. His legs were weaker than expected though so he stumbled a little. Cas sighed fondly, helping him sit back up. Dean didn't even bother putting his seat belt on this time, just slid right over to Cas’s side when the alpha held out his arm. Dean's need to be closer to the alpha felt exponentially stronger since the alpha had bitten him.
Cas started the car again, wiping the front window with his hand to clear it of the fog before he turned the car around. When they drove by Gadreel's car Dean saw the worried look on the other alpha's face, and the angry one on Cas’s.
“It's not his fault…” Dean muttered, pressing his nose into Cas’s neck. The alpha nodded but didn't say anything back. Eventually they were back on a highway and Dean settled into the alpha's side. His whole body was burning but the more he leaned on Cas the more relaxed his body felt. He wanted to ask the alpha to pull over again every five minutes but after the first few rejections Dean gave up. He flicked his eyes up to look out at the dark highway and the road looked blurry. He wiped the sweat away from his forehead but his hand fell limply to his side.
“Dean?” Castiel's voice sounded far away. His eyes felt heavy so he gave in and closed them, leaning heavily onto the alpha.
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Dean blinked his eyes open but he quickly closed them when the light hurt. He could hear Cas’s voice, he was yelling frantically in Russian but all that mattered was he was near. So Dean kept his eyes closed and nuzzled his head into the alpha's chest. His entire body was aching, he could feel his heartbeat pounding in the vein of his neck painfully. It felt slow but that was a good thing right now, each time it beat it hurt. But where he touched Cas it didn't hurt, and Cas was obviously carrying him somewhere again so Dean relaxed. He was safe with his alpha.
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The next time Dean opened his eyes the light didn't hurt as much. It was also much darker so that was probably helping. But he was also covered in his own sweat. The sharp smell of his scent overwhelmed him as he breathed in. Between the raging head ache, the sweat and aversion to his own scent Dean was uncomfortable. But then he realized something warm and heavy was on top of him and his breath froze.
“Dean?” Castiel's voice was soft, but hoarse. Dean immediately tried to turn around, realizing now that they were in their bedroom. But when he went to move, Cas's hands held him still. “Don't, you'll hurt yourself solnyshko.” That was when Dean realized Cas’s knot was inside of him, tying them together. Dean released the breath he'd been holding and lowered his head back down to the pillow.
“Cas, what happened?” Dean muttered into the pillow but turned his head so he could try and get a look at the alpha. Cas was shirtless but his pants were still on, down to his mid thigh like he'd been in a rush.
“I'm so sorry -Dean I had no choice. Anna said it was the only way to break your fever.” Dean finally realized what he meant and let out a laugh, that sounded more like an exasperated breath. The laugh caused his body to tighten around the alpha where they were tied together, both of them moaning in response. Dean made eye contact with the alpha over his shoulder and he wanted to turn around and hold him immediately.
“Cas- it's okay, I trust you.” Cas looked away as a tear rolled down the side of his face.
“No, I took advantage of you. But I can't lose you Dean…not after I just got you.” Cas rubbed his face into Dean's back, hiding from the Omega's gaze. Dean felt a little disappointed that the alpha's knot was already starting to go down.
“Cas, you didn't take advantage of me, you broke my fever. You're the only person that could. I told you, I trust you.” Dean wiggled a little propping himself up slightly so Cas couldn't keep hiding from him. “Cas-” Dean said the alpha's name again hoping he would look back at him. He did and Dean smiled. “I'm yours Cas, heat sickness or not. I trust you, promise.” Dean felt a little relieved when the corner of Cas’s mouth tilted up a little, his eyes desperately darting between his own.
“I do not deserve you.” Cas tilted his head back down and began placing soft brief kisses on his skin. He started from his new tattoo and went all the way across his back to his other shoulder.
“I think you got us mixed up sweetheart-” Dean purred, liking the way Cas’s hips had started to move.
“Sorry, should I stop?” The alpha stilled, his breath ghosting along the back of Dean's neck.
“Fuck no-” Dean huffed pushing his ass back onto Cas’s dick. “I mean, you're already in here, might as well stay.” Dean groaned, Cas immediately taking him up on the offer.
“Oh Dean-” Cas whispered against his skin, his hands going underneath the omega, holding him tightly around his chest as they slowly rocked together. Dean was definitely still sore from the heat sickness and everything else that had happened to him recently but the way Cas was holding him like he was trying to stop him from falling off a cliff had him fully distracted. Dean leaned back down into the bed and Cas slowly pushed into him. Dean spread his legs a little wider, his hands gripping tightly onto the bedsheets.
“Alpha…” Dean closed his eyes tightly as he felt the head of the alpha's cock almost slide out of him completely but then push back in slowly. Cas hit his sweet spot once he was buried inside of him, slowly pressing over the bundle of nerves and then sliding back out. Dean was a mess of cum and slick already, the alpha having no issues pushing into him. Dean felt whole for the first time in his life, the alpha fully buried inside of him, crushing him down into the mattress with a growl, trying to get even deeper. Dean's mark in his neck was thrumming with his own heartbeat.
Dean pulled on one of the arms holding him, dragging Cas’s hand up to his mouth. Cas’s thrusting halting for a moment as Dean sucked the alpha's pointer and middle fingers into his mouth. Dean licked around the digits humming contently as the alpha started humping him again.
Cas was whispering to him in Russian as he started to explore his mouth with his fingers. Dean closed his lips around the fingers and the alpha's thumb gently traced his lips. Dean shuttered, his body tightening around the alpha's dick as he felt himself getting closer to his release. Cas pressed his fingers down against his tongue and Dean opened his mouth in response.
“Such a responsive omega…Dean you are so tight…and delicious, your mouth is so soft. I love filling you, feeling you wrapped around me.” Cas kissed the words into Dean's neck and the omega pushed his hips down into the bed. Giving his own dick some friction as the alpha praised him shamelessly. “Mmm yes that's it omega…suck on my fingers while I make love to you.” Dean's eyes reopened just for a moment so he could find the alpha's lips. He pulled his head back, Cas’s fingers leaving his tongue instead to trace the outside of his mouth. The alpha touched him so softly he felt his skin tingling.
“You keep talking to me like that I'm gonna lose it Cas.” Dean said, leaning his head back to press their lips together. Dean's mouth was wet with his own saliva but Cas licked at him like he was starving.
“My bite looks good on your skin…you tasted so good when I bit you.” Dean groaned, his head falling back to the pillows beneath them. “Mine…” Cas bit back down and Dean cried out as the alpha's cock brushed his prostate again.
“Mmmh-” Dean grounded his hips down into the bed as his orgasm shot through his entire body. “Cas-” he moaned the alpha's name as he came. Cas moaned back, moving the hand he had wrapped around Dean, back to his hip. The alpha held him there as his pace quickened, his teeth still latched onto his neck. Dean pushed backwards into the alpha's thrust. His body felt like it was floating, chills running down his spine as the alpha started grunting and moaning desperately. Cas’s knot expanded inside of him and Dean gripped the bedsheets harder.
“Blyat!” Cas cried out, his cum filling Dean completely as he pulled his teeth back out. Dean shook with pleasure as the alpha crashed on top of him, crushing their bodies together. Dean's ass felt like a freaking water park. The alpha's groin was hot and covered in a mixture of his own release and Dean's slick. Dean took a moment to catch his breath as did the alpha.
“Cas…” Dean didn't know what he wanted to say. Just that he never wanted this to stop. That he wanted Cas to stay right there and keep making love to him for eternity. Dean thought then that the alpha might agree as Cas rewrapped his arms around his chest and gently flipped them over.
“Dean you're…I don't remember that word.” Cas chuckled, scooting back to sit with Dean on his lap as he rested against the headboard. Dean was about to try and figure out what Cas wanted to say but then the alpha's hands were running up and down his chest. Between the sweat and his own release he definitely needed a shower but Cas didn't seem to mind as his fingers gently started to tease around his nipples. Fingers lingering around the excited peaks before trailing down to trace patterns between freckles. Dean's head fell back and Cas immediately started to kiss his exposed neck.
“Devilishly handsome?” Dean suggested after he caught his breath. His dick twitched in interest as he felt Cas’s knot shooting more cum inside of him.
“Unf- yes we'll go with that.” Cas smiled while he kissed his neck and Dean turned his head so he could get in on that action. Cas happily kissed him back, his fingers stilling for a moment to hold him tighter.
At some point his body had started to feel a little more normal. His heat was definitely stronger this time but eventually it let him rest. His eyes heavy with exhaustion as Cas just finished coming inside of him again. Cas was on top of him and in between his legs. Dean had his arms and legs wrapped tightly around the panting alpha as his eyes started to close, consciousness losing the battle.
Notes:
Anyway Hope y’all are enjoying! Tomorrows chapter is the “last” chapter with chapter 31 being more of an epilogue. See ya then!
Russian Words/Phrases used in this chapter;
- Ya tebya lyublyu : I love you.
- Da : Yes/Yeah.
- Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
- Blyat : Fuck/Shit, used as an expletive.
Chapter 30
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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“Good afternoon Solnyshko.” Dean woke up to the sound of Castiel's voice. Dean groaned, waking up with a bit of a jump, surprising the alpha by almost elbowing him in the face.
“Heh sorry-” Dean apologized, laying back down and letting his heartbeat relax for a moment before he tried to actually wake up.
“How are you feeling Dean?” Cas asked, but the alpha’s dick was pressing up against his ass and Dean lost his train of thought.
“Could be better…” Dean replied, pushing his hips back. Cas groaned at the contact but held him still.
“We need to talk first Dean.” Cas’s voice was strained and Dean was pretty sure he could convince the alpha otherwise but that phrase usually meant something bad so he stopped rolling his hips back into him.
“What's wrong? Sammy Okay? Did I do something?” Dean asked, nervously. He turned around and sat up in the bed, Cas moving to sit up as well.
“No, It is okay, Sam is safe -” Cas grabbed him and pulled him in to cuddle at his side. Dean laid his head on Cas’s chest, the alpha moving his hand into Dean's hair to run his fingers through the strands.
“Feels nice…” Dean whispered as Cas rubbed his finger tips into his scalp gently.
“Sam is healing and resting at my brother's house.” Cas spoke, smiling when Dean wiped away a bit of drool.
“That's good- he'll need a way to contact his school.” Dean muttered back into the alpha's skin.
“Yes, Gabriel will let him use his laptop.” Cas replied quickly. Dean lifted his head at that.
“Gabe? I thought you meant he was at Luke's place…” Dean immediately got worried about the other omega having to deal with his younger brother.
“His heat broke last night, it is okay Dean.” Cas reassured, pressing Dean's head back down to his chest with his hand. Dean didn't fight him when Cas’s fingers started massaging his scalp again. “Luke's house has become a bit of a uhh…base?” Cas shook his head, using his other hand to run his fingers through his own hair, irritated. “Until we can get everything together in the bunker Mikhail needs to use the house to set everything up. And make sure the Bratva is all staying in line.”
“What do you mean staying in line? What happened?” Dean suddenly remembered seeing the three brothers' silhouettes on top of that rooftop, Luke holding a damn rocket launcher. “Did Luke blow up that helicopter?” Dean tilted his head so he could look at the alpha as he spoke.
“Da, and more our father was in the helicopter with Azazel…” Dean swallowed hard, lifting his head again.
“Cas, I'm sorry-” Cas cut him off, his hand caressing the side of the omega's face.
“Do not be sorry. He is gone, now we can be together safely. He tried to hurt you, I could never forgive him for this…” Cas’s hand gripped the side of his face tightly, his palm sliding to under his chin, pulling him forward so he could lean in to kiss him. Dean kissed back, but trying to restrain himself Dean pulled back a moment later.
“Are your brothers okay? Luke must be pretty upset if he's the one who, ya know…” Dean asked, mimicking an explosion sound, surprised when Cas huffed with a small laugh.
“Luke wanted him gone, the most of us all. My father betrayed him, then he tried to kill my omega. And then he admitted to him and Mikhail he was still trying to kill me and Luke. He tried to convince Mikhail to go with them…to betray us.” Cas hesitated, something clearly bothering him. “For a moment I thought he was going to…but something changed in him.” Dean hugged the alpha closer. “Because Luke technically killed our father he was the family alpha. But he…renounced after we were certain Mikhail was on our side.”
“Good-” Dean squeezed him and Cas smiled again.
“Da, he, we will all be busy for sometime sorting out our father's mess. It will not be easy.” Dean knew what Cas was trying to say.
“It's okay, I understand.” Dean felt upset immediately, his stomach sinking a little but trying his best to play off his disappointment. He just needed to push it down, he would be fine with less attention.
“Do not be sad Dean, I will work from home. I have the laptop and my phone. I may need to work more than your last heat, my brothers need help.” Dean immediately blushed, placing his head down onto the alpha's chest so he didn't have to look into his intense stare.
“How'd you read me like that?” Dean cursed at his omega, blaming his scent, leaning his head to the side and trying to see if he could figure it out himself. Cas’s fingers lifted his chin up again and he tilted his head to the side, looking at Dean a little confused.
“This Dean-” Cas gently traced the bite mark on Dean's neck. Dean shivered in response. “Ever since I bit you, I can hmm…feel you but not physically. Well physically as well.” Cas sighed while he tried to figure out the right words. “I feel you, in here.” Cas tapped his chest and Dean started to understand. He couldn't help but flick his eyes to the alpha's neck. He wanted to understand too, but he couldn't just take, like Cas had. He needed permission, or at least that's how it normally went for omegas. The thought of a Mafia boss giving any omega permission to claim him was laughable so Dean just nervously looked away, hopeful that Cas didn't pick up on any of that.
“Sounds crazy.” Dean laughed, rubbing the back of his neck and moving to sit back up. “Uh, I should probably call Sammy. Check in on him.” Dean got up from the bed moving over to the dresser. He felt Cas’s eyes on him the entire time. When he looked back over his shoulder he decided to skip the underwear. Cas was staring at him, almost like he was angry or hungry, maybe both. Dean blushed, feeling the alpha literally dripping out of him so he quickly pulled on a pair of sweatpants before running to the bathroom.
He cleaned up a little and examined his hand injury. The bullet had taken a small chunk from the outside but Anna had looked it over so he wasn't super worried when his pinky finger wasn't responding as much as it usually did. He rinsed the area and replaced the bandage while trying not to think about the alpha and how he'd have to use his left hand for a while.
“Stop it.” Dean berated his omega, splashing some cold water on his face before he walked back into the bedroom. Cas was still sitting on the bed. He had his laptop where Dean had been a moment ago and the omega couldn't help but feel a little jealous. Especially since the alpha hadn't bothered to put on any pants. His legs were spread unashamedly as he typed away on the laptop laying on the bed next to him. Dean jumped a little when Cas caught him staring. “Uh, where's my phone?” Dean asked, looking away from the alpha stretched out on the bed.
“Here-” Cas leaned over the bed, stretching even further. His back muscles flexed as he leaned over to Dean's side of the bed. Cas picked up his pair of pants that had been discarded there haphazardly and pulled the cell phone out. “Use mine, Sam has yours still.” Cas held out the phone and Dean had to silently scold his omega again. But then Dean noticed Cas’s lips twitching into a small smile.
“Are you intentionally teasing me?” Dean suddenly realized and Cas’s smile widened.
“I couldn't help myself.” Cas was on his knees in the middle of the bed, naked and smiling and Dean's stomach was fluttering. The alpha dropped his hand holding the phone and beckoned him closer with his other hand. Dean immediately obeyed and started crawling back into the bed, Sammy could freaking wait.
Dean crawled right into the alpha's lap, pushing him back with probably a little too much force. But once the alpha was laying down and Dean had his legs on either side of him he no longer cared. He leaned down and shoved his tongue into Cas’s mouth as he lifted his hips and angled the alpha's cock to his entrance. He felt his slick as he started to lower himself onto the alpha's erection. Dean pulled back from their kiss, moaning as he slid down the length. Cas’s eyes were pinched shut in pleasure but then once Dean was fully seated on him Cas reopened them. His eyes glowing at him hungrily. Cas started thrusting upwards into him and Dean had to lean forward, his hands latching onto the alpha's chest to stabilize himself.
“Unf Cas-” Dean tried to match his rhythm but kept failing, his body too distracted by how good the alpha was making him feel. Cas’s hands were holding onto his hips as he thrusted. The alpha licked his lips as he watched Dean sliding up and down on his dick. The muscles on his chest rolling with each shuddering lift of his hips. Dean reached for his erection and started stroking it awkwardly with his left hand. Cas pushed his hand away and started to sit up, growling.
“You don't need that.” Cas stated, picking Dean up so he was still in his lap but now the alpha was holding him up. The alpha on his knees, Dean's legs wrapped around his waist. The position pushed the alpha's dick even further into him. “I want you to come with just my dick inside of you-” Dean cried out with pleasure as Cas suddenly increased their pace, slamming into him from underneath.
“C-cass-” Dean grunted, his hands wrapping around the alpha's shoulders and holding on for his life as he was thrusted into again and again. Dean nuzzled his face into the alpha's neck, panting as the alpha did the same, kissing his mark while he thrusted.
“Yes, Dean good, please just…” Cas panted as Dean kissed his jawline down his neck. Dean threw his head back, exposing his neck as Cas hit his prostate. Cas immediately lunged after his neck.
“Mmm, yeah-” Dean moaned as Cas held him tighter. Dean couldn't really move in this position so he just let Cas take him, his eyes opening to look at the alpha. Cas was starting to sweat and staring at him like he was confused. Dean couldn't linger on the look for long as Cas grunted and laid him back down on the bed. Dean's head was at the foot of the bed as Cas settled back between his legs. Cas pulled Dean back towards himself having to reinsert his cock after the position change.
“You are beautiful Dean.” Cas spoke the words through heavy breaths, his hips snapped forward and Dean felt himself blushing. Cas’s hands were all over him, lingering for a little while over his nipples that had Dean biting his bottom lip. Cas’s eyes latched onto his teeth as he bit. “Dean…” Cas sighed, leaning over him and putting his face back into the crook of his neck. Dean hummed, enjoying being covered by the alpha as he thrusted. Dean pushed his hips up to meet him and Gripped at the bed.
“Cas I'm gonna -” Dean couldn't finish the sentence on time, burying his face into Cas’s neck. The alpha did the same.
“Yes, good Dean.” Cas whispered back right before he bit back down on his neck. Dean gasped, his orgasm hitting him hard as the alpha sunk his teeth into him. “Dean-” Cas whined as his knot formed, pulling his mouth back away from his skin. Dean gripped him tightly, his nose filling with the alphas scent delightfully.
“Mmm yeah Cas-” Dean whispered back as the alpha forcefully thrusted into him.
“Dean please -” The alpha said his name again and Dean suddenly realized what the alpha had been asking and confused about just a few moments ago.
“Really Cas? Are you sure?” Dean pulled his head back, the alpha grunting in frustration but not slowing his pace. His eyes were desperate as he looked down at Dean.
“Yes Dean, now please.” Cas lowered his head again and Dean's omega started purring as the alpha exposed his neck. Dean licked his lips, struggling to focus as the alpha continued to push his cock into him. Dean gripped the alpha and flipped them over, trying to slow him down, but this action only seemed to encourage him. Dean groaned as the alpha started thrusting faster, his hands gripping Dean's hips.
“Alpha…” Dean fell to his elbows, each on either side of Cas’s face. The alpha looked at him like he was lost and Dean was the lighthouse through the fog. Dean groaned and lowered his head, Cas's neck was sweaty. He could see the alpha's fast heartbeat in the vein along the side of his neck. Cas grunted loudly and Dean felt his knot tie them together, not wasting another moment Dean leaned the rest of the way and bit down. The alpha's hands squeezed him tightly as he bit into his flesh, a loud moan vibrating his mouth.
Everything felt hot again. Cas was bucking into him shallow and wildly, and Dean just moaned back. His tongue felt like it was melting, licking at flames that tasted exactly how his alpha smelled, deep forest, leaves weighed down and heavy by rain. His tongue felt like it was sizzling, a slight tingling sensation filling his mouth like static electricity. Dean's omega was purring loudly, so loud Dean thought someone outside could probably hear him right now.
“Dean!” Cas shouted in pleasure, his arms wrapping possessively around his back to hold him in place. Dean was pretty sure an earthquake wouldn't dislodge him right now. Castiel's taste filling all of his senses. His pine and rain mixture swirling on his tongue gently, feather light and sending shivers down his entire body. Dean felt his own heartbeat increasing to match the alpha's and his eyes widened as he felt him.
There, in the middle of his chest, like there had always been a Cas shaped hole Dean felt him. His alpha, growling happily beneath him but also filling him with pride and a sense of wholeness. Dean didn't know how he'd gone so long without him there, a part of him, but suddenly it all felt like it was going to be okay. Like they were both exactly where they needed to be.
Dean pulled his teeth out of the alpha and leaned back to look at Cas’s face. He didn't need to ask if he was alright, he already knew, the alpha was the most peaceful he'd ever seen him. Wordlessly Dean leaned back down and started licking the bite. Cas moaning softly as he went.
“Dean, I love you so much, ya tebya lyublyu-” Cas spoke, his neck moving with each syllable under Dean's tongue.
“I love you too Cas.” Dean purred back, kissing anywhere he could reach. Cas smiled and pulled him by the chin to connect their mouths. Cas moaned, tasting himself on Dean's tongue and Dean responded by moaning himself, feeling the excitement the alpha was getting from the bite. They continued kissing for a while, Cas’s knot not going down for a while this time, probably because they kept feeding off of each other's emotions. But eventually the two managed to separate long enough to regain their breath. Not long enough however to actually be functional and do the work, or make the phone calls they had been intending to do.
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“Hey Sammy-” Dean greeted, literally holding the alpha's face away from his so he could try and focus.
“Dean! You're feeling better?”
Sam excitedly shouted from the speaker of the phone.
“Yeah I'm great, how about you, Cas said you're at Gabe's. Is your leg going to be okay?” Dean asked, trying not to laugh as Cas glared at him, upset Dean had stopped paying attention to him. His eyes squinting at him in a playful irritation.
“Yeah uh, I'm great too…”
It was Deans turn to squint. He pressed the phone closer to his ear. “What's wrong? Is something wrong?”
“Yeah we're kinda busy Dean-o!”
Gabriel's voice was sharp and curt and Cas smacked his own face with the palm of his hand.
“Hang up Dean…” Cas grumbled, running his hands through his hair. Dean immediately listened to his alpha, pressing the end call button and quickly pressing the phone back into Cas’s hands.
“Oh my God, is he…are they?” Dean's eyes were wide, Castiel still had his head in his hands.
“Yes…” Cas replied, like he knew exactly what his brother was up to.
“I'm going to kill your brother.” Dean growled and Cas laughed, tugging Dean to follow him. They had wandered out to the kitchen to get some food but had quickly gotten distracted when Cas started hand feeding him again. Dean had put off calling Sam too long though and made the call before they got any further.
“You like Gabriel, you wouldn't do this.” Dean got settled back into the space between the alpha's legs and grumbled, annoyed.
“Yeah I guess. But he could've asked for my permission first.” Dean said, rolling his eyes as Cas put another piece of pie onto his fork. Dean shifted slightly on his knees, watching as the alpha lifted his hand and traced a gentle finger along his jaw.
“I did not ask for your brother's permission until after we had oral sex.” Cas said the words in that monotone way he spoke sometimes and Dean blushed. He thought of the exact moment Cas was talking about and his mouth was opening in protest but Castiel quickly filled it with another piece of pie. Dean grunted but happily swallowed the food.
“Yeah okay-” Dean responded, belatedly after he finished chewing. Cas smiled at him, continuing to feed him until they ran out of pie on the plate. Dean was about to get up and look in the refrigerator to see if they had any real food that he could make for the alpha but Cas apparently had other plans. The moment he stood up the alpha twisting him around and bending him over the table.
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A little while later the two of them were on the kitchen floor laughing and tied together over a broken table. Cas caressing Dean's face as he peppered the omega with soft kisses.
“Dean, want to move back to the bed?” Cas asked in between kisses. Dean laughed, shaking the alpha on top of him.
“Yeah but, let's stay here like this for a while.” Dean smiled, his ribs hurting from laughing so hard. Cas was groaning behind him because every time he laughed he was tightening around Cas's dick. Which only made him laugh harder. Despite the alpha's groans Dean knew he was enjoying himself as well.
Eventually the alpha's knot went down and Dean rolled onto his back, Cas moving in-between his legs and kissing him deeply. Dean sighed into the kiss, his arms coming up lazily to hold onto the alpha. He smiled as Cas stopped kissing him and looked down at him softly.
“Will you teach me how to say I love you?” Dean asked, his hand tracing over the bite mark on the alpha's neck. Cas moaned and shivered above him.
“Da, ya tebya lyublyu…” Cas said the words quickly but then repeated them slowly as he gently started to kiss down Dean's body. “ya tebya lyublyu…” he repeated again and again and again until the sun set and they were tangled together once more in the nest Dean had made for them. “Ya tebya lyublyu, Dean.”
Notes:
Tomorrow is the last chapter or the epilogue, I hope you all have enjoyed, and I’ll miss this story so much <3 I have started writing another but I am not far enough to post yet because I am easily distracted, anyway please tell me what you thought, and as always thanks for reading!
Russian words/ Phrases used in this chapter;
-Solnyshko : Sun, little sun, sunshine, similar to terms like dear or sweetheart in English.
-Da : Yes/ Yeah.
-Ya tebya lyublyu : I love you.
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