Yo yo! So this took longer than I thought to actually get out, even if it's not that long, but I have to say I think I'm pretty pleased with this chapter! :) The next and final chapter will probably be more of the collar/domination/future stuff so IF YA READY COME AND GET IT.
but that should be out at some point thought. Hope you guys like! :)
It was a hazy sort of glaze that covered Sam's mind when he began to process of waking up. It was a sweet fog that clouded his thoughts, the soft static of his unused limbs slowly blooming into a warmth that covered his skin. He felt tired, a little sore in his muscles, but it wasn't the type of sore from a hunt or a fight. It hurt in all the right places. He kept his eyes closed, relishing in the warmth the body that lay next to him radiated. He felt a small smile crawl into the corner of his lips, scrunched his nose when he felt the slight tickle of the hairs on the back of Dean's neck tickle his nose. He took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of the shady motel room but mostly the smell of them. One of his hands lay on Dean's stomach and he pulled him slightly farther back into his own chest, placing a soft kiss on the junction where Dean's neck met his shoulder.
Last night had been fantastic. Beyond words. Sam had had a lot of good sex but, having it with someone that meant something to you, someone that you knew you never wanted to leave- it was different. It was stratospheres better, having the one person he loved most in the world with him.
He lay for a while listening to the soft breaths of the man beside him, feeling the slight rise and fall of his chest, fingering lightly over the warm skin underneath his fingertips. What he wouldn't give to wake up every morning to this. But that was the beautiful thing, now he could. Dean was his beautiful, fantastic, strong, smart, amazing Omega now. Sam had thought that he had lost the ability to achieve one of his biggest dreams: to have an Omega to protect and cherish, to eventually have a huge family and settle down somewhere nice where he could have a normal job. He thought with the hunting and his obligation to Dean, he would never have it. But the man that lay next to him, his amazing older brother, was the key to everything he wanted. He could make them happy- he knew he could.
He reluctantly opened his eyes to check the time but unfortunately he was facing in the opposite direction of the alarm clock and his phone was nowhere near. There was absolutely no chance of him moving from where he was extremely comfortable, so he looked to the wall to see how the sunlight hit the wood panels through the curtains. He assumed it was a little past noon with the position of the light and even though he wanted to stay here forever with his Omega, they had things that needed to be done. He placed another kiss to the nape of Dean's neck and slowly removed himself from the bed, watching as Dean shuffled a little at the lost of warmth, but ultimately stayed still.
He was naked as the day's dawn, and had a decent chubby extending from his crotch, but he walked over to Dean's duffel and rummaged through it for a few minutes before finding a few clothes that looked clean enough for Dean to wear.
With that accomplished he walked over to the bed, sitting down on the edge closest to his sleeping brother. He watched Dean sleep for a few moments, studying the soft curve of his lips and how young his face looked when he wasn't in the midst of the stress from hunting. Sam would take that all away soon enough. He leaned down, pressing a soft, barely there kiss to Dean's lips, running soft touches through his hair, kissing his jawline. Dean jostled a little under Sam's touches but refused to wake up.
"C'mon babe," Sam said in a soft voice. He shook Dean's shoulder a little, running his thumb absently over his bottom lip. "Time to wake up. We got stuff to do."
The corner of Dean's eyes crinkled but they didn't open.
"Dean." Sam said in a firmer voice, a command obvious behind the gentle tone. "Wake up."
The order took an effect on the sleeping man because he began to rustle in the sheets, eventually peeling open his lids to reveal the sparkling green underneath that Sam loved so much. Sam cupped the side of Dean's face with one hand and the Omega leaned into it, his gaze catching Sam's. Dean smiled a happy, open grin that he didn't get to see very often.
"Mornin' cutie," Sam smiled and bent over to give a quick kiss to Dean's lips before he pulled back up. "C'mon babe, got a full day ahead of us. Let's go take a shower."
He helped Dean get out of bed, running his fingers over every inch of skin he wanted just because he could, because Dean belonged to him now. He led them to the bathroom and turned on the water, holding Dean in his arms as they waited for it to get warm enough to get in. He held Dean close, his brother nuzzling his neck as Sam's hands massaged the soft globes of Dean's ass. He gave a kiss to the top of Dean's head before he pulled them into the shower together, hissing at the slightly too-hot water. It was almost mesmerizing, how beautiful Dean looked under water. His body was all hard muscle and soft curves, sinfully supply lips covered in the running rivulets of warm water. The water trailed down Dean's body like a painting, his jade eyes shining underneath his darkened, water damp hair. Sam ran his hands over every inch of skin, trying to count the infinite amount of freckles on the body that now belonged to him. He made a passing glance at the scent masking soap that lay on the soap holder but payed it no real attention. He could see Dean looking for something to wash with but he simply pulled his brother to him again, resting his hands on the small of Dean's back as the Omega looked at him in slight confusion.
"Thought we were gonna shower." Dean said, a slight smirk on his lips.
"I promised you last night that I would have to fuck that cum hungry pussy of yours, didn't I?" Sam said, voice slipping into his Alpha tone. He watched as Dean visibly shuttered, leaning against him under the spray of the showerhead, the water hitting them both like soft bullets. Sam leaned down to capture Dean's lips in his and his brother's lips immediately opened, inviting him to take what he owned. Sam groaned, felt himself grow hard against Dean's stomach as his tongue delved into his brother's mouth to dance with the soft, pink muscle there. Dean moaned into the kiss and brought his hands up to tangle into Sam's hair, pulling just hard enough that it sent a shiver of pleasure through Sam's skin. He sucked on Dean's tongue, biting his bottom lip, hands roughly squeezing Dean's ass as he did. The bruises he had left on Dean's skin were still there, blossoming under the warmth of the shower, presenting Sam's claim on him.
Sam dipped his fingers between the soft curve of Dean's bottom and came to touch the still wet hole. He groaned and sunk in a finger as far as he could, Dean arching back into the touch and moaning at the same time, a perfect picture of sin under the assaulting shower head.
"Fuck, Dean," Sam said, pulling out his finger to add another, the two digits sliding into Dean just as easily. "Still open and wet for me aren't you baby?"
"Yes, Alpha, all yours."
"Sloppy wet pussy wants its Alpha's big cock to fuck into it doesn't it? Fill it up with more cum? Slutty little pussy needs to be fed, sweetheart."
"Oh, fuck, please- God." Dean moaned, eyes closed and rocking back onto the three fingers that were now jabbing inside him. Sam grinned and changed his angle, easily finding the magic spot that made Dean scream. A poem of dirty words and mangled pleas left Dean's abused lips as Sam continued to finger fuck him.
"Please, Alpha…"
"Tell me what you need babe and I'll give it to you. Alpha's here to take care of you sweetheart."
Dean didn't respond in favor of grinding down onto Sam's fingers, searching for a pleasure that hummed just under his skin. Sam stopped his moving but kept his fingers inside of Dean, felt his brother clench around him.
"Tell me, Dean, or else you won't get what we both know you need."
Dean whined and tried to push back on the hand inside him but Sam held him still with a strong grip on his waist. Sam smiled when he heard Dean whimper.
"Tell your Alpha what it is, Dean." Sam whispered out, watching as droplets of water fell onto Dean's lips. He leaned down to suck them off.
"I need you, Alpha."
"Well, obviously babe, but what do you need about me."
"Y-your…" He watched Dean's face as his brother struggled with the statement.
"It's alright to want me, babe. You're supposed be a slutty whore for your Alpha, you can't help it. Your greedy pussy just needs to be filled by my cock. It's just nature, sweetheart, don't fight it. Tell me what my slutty bitch needs." Dean looked up at him with those beautiful eyes through dampened eyelashes, awe and reverence of his Alpha written clearly on his face. Sam smiled, he could get used to this. He knew Dean would have a hard time completely letting go, relinquishing himself to Sam's control. But he also knew that Dean's Omega nature would override that eventually, and God what a beautiful Omega Dean made.
"Your cock."
"And where do you want it?"
"My pussy. I nee- I need my Alpha's cock in my greedy pussy, filling me up, please."
The last plea was filled with so much admiration and need Sam had no choice but slam Dean against the wall, pressing his cheek into the warmed tile. Dean pushed out his ass for him, and Sam just couldn't resists. He lined himself up with Dean's hole and pushed in, the warm slide a beautiful sensation on his cock. He heard Dean moan but couldn't completely register because he could still feel his cum, his cum, inside Dean's velvety hole. He could feel how his brother was clenching around him, his hole trying to milk Sam for all he was worth.
"God, you're such a fucking slut for me Dean," Sam said in amazement. "It's fucking crazy how much you want my cock."
Dean answered by pushing himself back, grinding himself on Sam's cock. Sam allowed himself to watch as Dean tried to pleasure himself with his dick, watched as Dean's back arched as he was pushed against the wall, eyes half mast and cheeks flushed, hair wet and lips abused, hands bracing himself against the tile.
Sam groaned and gripped tight on Dean's hips, stilling he movement. He took one long drag out of his brother's body, and pushed back in with a strength that he didn't know he still held since last night's festivities. Dean moaned and pushed back for more, eyes closing. Sam went to work, not letting his grip on Dean's waist get any weaker, making sure there would bruises in the shape of his hands there. He fucked his brother furiously, cock slamming into his body time after time, angling his thrust to hit into Dean's prostate with each push. Dean was letting a rant of nonsense words and sounds under him, each and every one driving Sam to fuck into him harder. It wasn't long before he could feel the coil of warmth deep in his belly, the electricity of an approaching orgasm sizzling over his skin. He could tell Dean was close too, his ass was clenching even tighter than normal.
Within a few thrusts he was on the brink of spilling himself inside his brother.
"You want me to come inside you Dean? Huh? Want me to fill you up with my cum, get you nice and pregnant for me baby?"
"God yes Alpha, please, I need it, need you, wanna have your babies please, oh."
Sam focused his eyes on Dean's lips, soft and red-pink from kissing him and soon enough he came, grunting like a fucking madman as he spilled his seed into his brother's body, every pulse of his cock sending a white hot spurt of pleasure over him. He felt a shivering under him and then a sudden tenseness in the muscles of his brother's body, a few spasms going through him. Dean had came along with him, pushed along by Sam's own orgasm.
It took a few minutes for Sam to realize that Dean hadn't even reached for his cock even once, the Omega had cum completely and literally untouched. Jared's cock gave an interested twitch where it was still seated inside Dean at the thought, but he was nowhere near able to get another erection so soon. It wasn't unheard of in Omegas to find their orgasms without manual stimulation, but it wasn't completely common. Some had to be trained to it, others found that anal orgasms were a lot more pleasurable than regular ones.
"Fuck, Dean, you're amazing. So good for me. My good bitch- can't wait to take care of you. Treat you like the queen you are for me."
He felt Dean's body tense under him for a moment after the statement, but he figured that it was just a final remnant of an amazing orgasm. He pulled out and pulled Dean close to him, kissing him passionately before he broke away. Dean looked completely wrecked, in a good way, but his eyes were also full an emotion Sam couldn't quite place. It was nothing that Sam couldn't take care of with a little coddling though, so he reached for the body wash he had left in the shower and began to slide it over Dean's skin, unaware of the trembling lips of the smaller man.
xXOoOXx
Dean couldn't figure out what to do. Everything that had been happening since last night was… amazing to say the least. Finally having an Alpha was leagues better than he thought it would be, obeying felt so natural and for once in a very long time things just felt… right. Pleasing his brother felt like second nature, and wasn't it funny that the thought that he was fucking his brother didn't even bother him anymore, but he was terrified. He wanted to belong to Sam. For his entire life he had been led to believe that Omega's were naturally weak, pathetic things that needed to be coddled and cared for. That they couldn't handle the real world, that they needed Alpha's to save them from the horrors of reality. Dean believed all of it too. He had friends that were Omega's, had seen them finally get an Alpha that would make them happy- and he was happy for them, ecstatic even, but he saw how they… changed, more often than not. It was like having an Alpha was the end of an Omega's life; they adopted completely new personalities and a new mindset. They were completely different people. They lost something about them, they lost the life in their eyes, traded it in for being with an Alpha.
That's what he was scared of. If he became Sam's Omega he would no longer be… Dean.
Did he really wanted to strip himself of everything he believed he was in order to finally find his place in the world? His brother was all he had, all he cared about. Sam was everything. The Omega in him told him to give himself up completely and utterly, to let Sam worry about everything else. But the human side, the hunter in him, told him to fight for who he was. There was an internal struggle raging on in his mind, and their seemed to be no neutral ground.
He didn't know which side to take.
xXOoOXx
It took a while for Sam to finally notice what was wrong. After they had showered Dean had hardly said a word, even as he brushed his teeth and dressed for the day. He accepted Sam's many light touches and soft kisses without so much as a sound. He wore a tight lipped expression, his eyes were constantly darting in different directions and if he looked closely enough he could see the tiny trembles that ran through his brother's body. When they had walked to the car and Sam expressed his orders that Dean would be riding shotgun from now on he saw the smaller man pause for a few moments, eyes wide and a flash of fear passing through them. After a few moments of consideration Sam disregarded the look, Dean would fall into his Omega side naturally.
"Alright, so here's the plan," Sam said casually as they began to drive down the road to the local diner. "We're gonna get some breakfast first. I'll decide what you get because you've been eating that greasy crap for way too long and I want you to be healthy. Then afterwards we'll drop by the tattoo shop, maybe go get you a collar, then we'll go research some good places to settle do-"
Sam stopped his rant when he heard a sound from the passenger seat. He glanced over for a moment to see his brother curled away from him, facing the door, head resting on the window. Small shivers ran constantly through his form.
"Dean?" Sam asked, trying to keep his eyes on the road and his brother at the same time. "Dean you alright?"
Dean began to shake harder at the question, it was obvious now that the sounds coming from him were sobs. He watched as his brother curled in tighter on himself.
xXOoOXx
He knew he shouldn't have started crying. He tried his hardest to stop the tears from falling but it was all too much- everything was building up slowly and weighing on his mind. With Sam's rant it finally began to settle in- that he would be losing himself in favor of becoming his brother's Omega, all he would be good for is a quick fuck and pushing out babies. So he cried. Tears fell over everything he would lose, everything he had lost, over how he had already lost himself. He finally became the thing he had despised for so long. He heard his brother calling out to him, and a part of him wanted to answer, to ensure everything was okay. But he just tried to get away from it all, maybe if he curled up tighter it would all go away.
His stomach flipped when he felt the car began to pull over and fear raced in his mind and over his skin and he began shaking with a violence he couldn't control. Tears fell freely down his face and he couldn't stop the broken whimpers and sobs that fell from his lips. He was having a breakdown, he was fully aware of that, but he couldn't control it. It was like everything around him was falling apart, the world shifting and changing much too fast for him to adjust.
xXOoOXx
Sam couldn't force his legs to carry him fast enough over to the passenger side door, where he ripped it open and took his shaking brother into his arms. He didn't know what the hell was going on besides the fact that his brother, his Omega, was in a state of severe distress and he didn't know what caused it.
"Dean it's okay, it's alright, I got you. Calm down baby, it's gonna be alright." He was bent down on the side of the road, holding Dean in an effort to comfort him. It wasn't the most comfortable position and he couldn't really do anything of significance like this. "Dean, sweetheart, I'm gonna move us to the back seat okay?"
He didn't really wait for Dean to answer, simply lifted his brother out of the seat and carried him bridals style the short distance when he opened the back door and slid in with Dean. He closed the door behind him, hoping the semi-silence of the interior would somehow help to soothe him.
Sam settled himself and took a deep breath. Dean was still crying, still shaking in his arms. Dean's head sat nestled under Sam's chin, so he ran a hand through his brother's hair, whispering praises and endearments that only seemed to make it worse at first. He ran his fingers over his brother's skin, trying to will his Omega brother into calming down so he could find out what was wrong. He placed a hand on the back of Dean's neck and squeezed firmly. That calmed him down significantly so Sam continued to pet and praise until the tears, sobbing and tremors came to a complete halt. He watched the smooth rise and fall of his brother's chest before he allowed himself a moment of relief that the situation had passed. He placed a soft kiss to Dean's forehead and ran his fingers through his hair. It was obvious his brother was in a fragile state of mind so he decided to tread carefully.
"Dean?" He asked softly, rubbing over the skin on Dean's wrist. "Dean, are you alright?"
Dean made a sound that was definitely a negative to Sam's question. Sam frowned.
"Babe, I need you to tell me what's wrong. I can't fix it if I don't know what's wrong."
There was no response. Sam nibbled on his lips, worried that if he used his Alpha tone it would only send Dean into a further state of despair- but he had to figure out what was happening. How could he take care of it if he didn't know?
"Dean." Sam stated in a soft yet firm voice. "Tell me what's wrong."
For a moment he felt the body on his began to shake and he feared that he had sent his brother into hysterics once more but they ended as quickly as they began.
"I'm, um…" Dean's voice was broken and dry and it pained Sam to hear him like that. "I'm-I-I'm sc-scared."
"Scared?" Sam repeated. "Scared of what? Me?" His heart began to drop at the thought that he had somehow frightened his brother to such a terrible point that he would have breakdown.
"No." Dean answered quickly, alleviating Sam's fears. "I don't know how to explain it."
"Just try."
He felt Dean take a deep breath. "Uh- I know, well, I knew, these other Omega's a while ago and, they finally got their Alpha's or whatever, and I was happy for them, I was, but it was like they completely changed and I don't want to change but I want to be good for you, but I'm really scared that I won't be me anymore but I want to belong to you an-"
"Wait." Sam said, trying to make sense of what he brother was saying. "I'm sorry but I'm confused. So let me get this straight, you knew these Omega's that found their Alpha's, right?"
Dean nodded where his head lay on Sam's chest.
"And once they found their Alpha's they… changed?"
Dean nodded again.
"And you're scared because you don't want to change?"
It finally hit him what Dean was trying to say as he uttered the question. He felt entirely horrible and terrible and absolutely no good as an Alpha. Dean was scared because he didn't want to lose being… Dean. Which made complete sense, because it wasn't unknown for Omega's to completely change who they were for their Alpha. And here Sam had been applying all these new rules and terms and doing and saying all these things when Dean found out just yesterday that it was actually okay to be an Omega and holyjesusfuck Sam had fucked up big time. He had been so excited to finally have his brother he hadn't given Dean any time to adjust or to be nervous or have doubts or have questions and shit.
He sighed and wanted to kick himself in his stupidity. He never wanted to lose his brother. He loved Dean for everything he was, not just being an Omega. He loved his attitude, his work ethic, his happiness, his sass, his sarcasm, his smile. He loved him when he was angry, sad, when he was being difficult or intolerable. He loved how much Dean loved the car- and here Sam was trying to take the thing away from him- he loved how strong Dean was despite all the shit they had been through.
He had to fix this.
"We um, we need to talk, okay? And we kind of need to do it face to face so…" He let the sentence trail off. Dean understood what he meant, scooting slightly off of his brother's lap to slide into the empty side of the backseat. For the first time since the tears had started Sam got a good look at Dean. His eyes were red, puffy, tear trails on his cheek. His eyes were shiny though, lips a bit too red.
"Alright, Dean, listen," Sam said, trying to find all the words for what he wanted to say. "This… this isn't your fault."
Dean looked at him but Sam was unable to read the expression he saw.
"What you're feeling, it's perfectly natural. You just found out how good it was to be an Omega yesterday¸ and here I am pushing all this shit on you like you've been doing it for years. I didn't give you any time to adjust or to ask questions, and I take the blame for that, okay? You did nothing well, hell you were fucking perfect.
And another thing- look, I don't want you to change. At all. I know there are a lot of Omega's who completely flip their lives upside down for their Alpha's, but that's their choice. Dean, I love you and adore you just the way you are, why the hell would I want my brother as my Omega if he wasn't my brother anymore? There isn't a single thing I would change about you Dean, because if you were anything else you wouldn't be the man I fell in love with a long time ago. I don't ever want you to think that you have to change to please me unless you make the decision to change."
"And if I don't? If I don't want to change?" Dean asked, uncertainty heavy in his voice.
Sam smiled. "You're perfect to me anyway. I don't care if your hair was pink and your skin had purple polka-dots."
The lame statement made both of them chuckle lightly, and it felt good to laugh for a bit after the intense situation, but Sam put his serious face back on.
"Look Dean, as much as I don't want you to change, I still want to be your Alpha. I know I can do good things for us, I know can take care of you and everything you need. I just need to know that you'll still be my Ome-"
"Yes!" Dean said quickly, cutting Sam off. Sam gave him an odd look and Dean blushed. "I mean, yeah, Sam, yes. I um, I want to belong to you. That was never the problem. I was just scared that I would lose… me, I guess."
Sam smiled and leaned over, pushing his lips into Dean's. Dean's lips opened easily, giving Sam's tongue enough room to roam his mouth before the taller man pulled away.
"But you realize as my Omega you're going to have to go by my rules, right? Anything I say goes unless it makes you uncomfortable or unsure, then you'd have to come talk to be about it. There's a difference between nerves and fear, Dean. As your Alpha I'm supposed to test the limits of your comfort zone, show you new things, but I still need to be aware of certain things you absolutely refuse to."
Dean nodded.
"Alright, well, we don't have to get the collar or tattoos today, we can jus-"
"Well, um, actually," Dean said, looking sheepishly into his brother's eyes. "I don't mind those things."
Sam raised a brow. "But I thought you wanted to take it slow?"
"No, idiot," Dean sassed back. "I was just afraid I would turn into one of those pure-sex Omegas. I was afraid of losing myself, but-"
"You're not going to have to change for me Dean."
"Well if you would let me talk," Dean said, rolling his eyes. Sam chuckled. "The uh- the, collar and tattoos and stuff actually sort of, um, it-"
"Turns you on?" Sam asked, a sly smirk on his face. Dean pushed the man away from him.
"Bastard."
"What about public submission?" Sam asked, a serious look back on his face.
"You mean like you bending me over a table in public? Fuck you if you think-"
"Woah, calm down there Dean." Sam said, voice firm but a smirk still on his face. "First of all, I'm still your Alpha, and I won't take that kind of insubordination, understood?"
Dean's eyes went slightly hazy and he swallowed before he nodded.
"And I didn't mean fucking you in public. That is for me and me only. I mean things like you kneeling next to me when we go places, me feeding you, you sucking me off under the tables."
An even deeper blush rose on Dean's features as Sam kept talking.
"God, you're such a prick," Dean sighed. "Look, I'm- I'm fine with that, okay? I can't say I'm completely comfortable with it but I-" Dean looked at Sam with a determined look in his eyes. "I trust you to help me through it, alright?"
Sam's heart melted at the statement and he dove in for another kiss but felt Dean stop his movement.
"I have some conditions of my own, big boy." Dean said with a smile on his face.
Sam smirked and leaned back on the door, looking at his brother with a darkness in his eyes. "And they are?"
"Well, first, when I submit in public you don't get to call me bitch and all that stuff. I'm fine with it at home or in the bedroom, but-but I don't want that outside of it."
Sam nodded.
"Second, when you make big choices I want to be included in them. You can have control over a lot of stuff, hell even the way I eat for god sakes, but I don't want to be denied my opinion."
Sam nodded again.
"Third, I get to speak freely. Unless you give me direct orders not to-"
"Or you disobey me."
"Or if I disobey without good reason I get to say whatever I want at all times."
"Alright," Sam said. "That all?"
"No." Dean stated, eyes shifting as he settled himself. "Last one, or two, I guess. I know you said that we would stop hunting-"
"Dean I'm not budging on that one."
"I know Sam." Dean said. "I'm not going to protest it because honestly, I'm tired of this. I'm tired of saving the world and I'm tired of fighting and I'm just plain tired. I don't want to hunt anymore. But, once we finally settle down, I'm not going to be completely defenseless. If a hunt comes to our house or our town, I'm going after it. Especially if we, uh…" Dean closed his eyes for a moment, swallowing. "Especially if we have kids."
Sam's face lit up at that and Dean' couldn't help but smile. Sam rushed over and Dean couldn't stop himself from being kissed as passionately as Sam could muster. The taller man pulled back with a huge smile on his face.
"You mean that? You really mean that?"
"Of course I do, asshole."
"I thought for sure that would be something you wouldn't be into."
"You kidding me? I want loads of kids. Literally hundreds."
"I can't wait to get you pregnant." Sam smiled, an evil look in his eyes. Dean smiled back, leaning up to nibble on Sam's bottom lip.
"I can't wait for you to knock me up either. God, I'll have as many babies as you want."
"Careful what you say, Dean, I'd have you knocked up 24/7, you'd hardly get recovery time."
"It's horrible but I am so completely fine with that, you have absolutely no idea."
Sam leaned in to kiss him again, pinning his arms down as he put all his weight on Dean's body, grinding his crotch down. Dean moaned but pulled away.
"Get off me you sasquatch we're not done here."
Sam chuckled and pulled away. "More rules?"
"We're past all the serious ones." Dean said, a smirk on his lips. "Next rule though- in bed and out, you dominate the fuck out of, understood?"
Sam raised a brow.
"Don't be an asshole about it though. I'm an Omega and I have special Omega needs. And being dominated is most definitely one of them- so you can control me in any way you like that's inside the parameters we've set. When we have sex I want bruises, okay? Hair pulling is a must. I want it hard and fast and so rough it'll be hard for me to walk or sit without thinking about it. And when I'm pregnant and I have boobs you have to promise me you'll fuck me to my prego's heart content and play with my tits often beca-"
He heard a groan and suddenly felt the weight of his younger brother on top of him, a tongue inside his mouth that was savagely sliding around, tasting him thoroughly. He melted into it, wrapping his hands into his brothers hair, running through the soft locks as Sam's nimble fingers works over his skin. Soon he felt the buttons on his jeans pop open, felt them drag down his thighs along with his underwear. His cock flopped out, almost fully hard but Sam's hands bypassed that and went straight below, fingers dragging over the skin beneath his balls until they met his already wet hole.
Dean gasped into the kiss and thrusts himself up, cock sliding with delicious friction against Sam's shirt. Sam had moved on from his mouth, currently occupied with sucking a mark just below his left ear. His fingers played with Dean's hole at first, teasing at rubbing at the rim and falsely dipping inside, causing a river of groans and moans to fall from Dean's mouth. He pulled tight at his brother's hair, rocking up into his body, searching for the orgasm that he knew Sam would drive him to.
He almost screamed when he felt long, sure fingers thrust inside of him with no pretense, immediately going to rub against his prostate with maddening accuracy. He let himself go as he pushed up against Sam's rock hard body and down against his fingers, he didn't try to stem any of the moans or groans and broken whispers of Sam's name. He didn't try to stop the shivers of pleasure and ecstasy, he only begged and pleaded for more, seeking it out. God he would've stopped trying to be a Beta years ago if he had known being an Omega was this good, this fucking fantastic. It was all too much, too much pleasure from the warm body on top of him, from the hot mouth that was now nibbling on his ear lobe, from the fingers stroking him into thrilling new levels of pleasure. The warmth in his stomach finally sprung loose and he felt himself cumming, white stringy spurts landing on Sam's shirt, hole clenching around his fingers as Sam continually pounded into him. He screamed and didn't hold it back, screamed as Sam rode him through it, whispering sweet nothings into his ear.
He let the high settle into his skin, the familiar warm buzz of hazy pleasure similar to how he felt last night hover in his mind. Everything felt… good, like it was all going to be okay. He held Sam closer to him, nuzzling into his neck- as long as his Alpha was here everything was fine. He smiled as he felt fingers run through his hair, smiled as he felt his pants being pulled back up smiled as he felt a soft kiss on his lips. He heard a voice say something from far away but it took a few moments to realize it was speaking to him.
"Alpha?" Dean asked, eyes at half mast and a happy, sloppy grin on his face.
Sam chuckled. "Yeah. C'mon babe, get in the front seat, we still have to go get breakfast, remember? Gotta get you fed."
"Can't I just lay back here and sleep?" Dean asked, a slight frown on his face.
"Nope, front seat."
"Why?"
"Because," Sam stated, pulling back and opening the door. "I'm still hard and you're going to suck my dick while I drive to the diner. So get in the passenger seat, now."
Dean smiled because that wasn't a question; that was a command from his Alpha. And his Alpha's dick was definitely something he could look forward to. He climbed up and out, easily sliding into the passenger seat as his brother unzipped his pants and started the car, pulling out his big, hard cock. Dean grinned and immediately leant down to it, licking the tip and suckling the head into his mouth. He closed his eyes when he felt the car pull off, a hand petting through the hair on his head.
Yeah- it was all going to be okay.