"Hello, Sam"

The angel appeared into the hunter's motel room. Sam had been out of the bunker for a case, practically leaving Dean and Cas alone. Sam knew about his brother's affair towards the angel and he wanted to help him make a move already.

"Cas?" Sam squinted his eyes and stood up from the armchair he was sitting, reading some lore for his case. "What's going on? Is Dean okay?" The hunter saw the struggle on Castiel, who was trying to find the right words to express what he wanted to say. He looked up at Sam's face.

"Do you remember…that witch case we had a few weeks ago?" Sam nodded slowly, waiting for him to continue.
"Well… Dean has a…problem since then" The angel bit his lip. Sam chuckled. "Yeah, I noticed. Maybe the witch cursed my brother to gain weight, finally!" He walked over Castiel and patted softly his shoulder. "Don't worry, Cas, I'm sure Dean will get his abs again if he exercises enough into the gym room…and your room." He winked playfully at the angel. Cas frowned. "I don't understand what you mean, Sam".

Sam laughed and returned to his armchair. "You think I'm that fool? You know, you can hide from Dean as much as you want, but not from me. I can see your worry in your eyes when he's in danger or the lust when he goes out of the bathroom with just a towel around his hips. Or the love and the genuine smile on your face when he's making you a burger, he knows how much you like it."

Cas looked at Sam, then his eyes fell on the floor. Sam sighed. "It's not a bad thing, Cas. Also…" Sam bit his lip thinking if he could speak more about it. "I've been trying to convince him to make a move for like…ages. He likes you, man. As much as you like him and more." Sam noticed the angel was looking at him now and he smiled. Cas gulped and clutched his fists on his sides, sighing deeply, trying to say what he wanted to Sam.

"That's not the point, Sam" he whispered. "How I feel towards him…that's not our point."
Sam looked confused and concerned. "Is he okay?" His concerned gaze met the angel's.
Cas nodded slowly. "I think he… I think he's pregnant and I don't know how is this even possible…" Cas shrugged looking at Sam, who was ready to burst in laughter in any minute. "I mean… he's a man but if he was an angel it wouldn't be a problem for mating… I didn't touched him Sam I swear—" He was abruptly cut off by Sam's hysterical laughter. His eyes were almost teary. When he saw the angel wasn't joking, he stopped and wiped away the tears. "You're not joking, right?" Cas shook his head. "As I said to him, it's an ancient spell about angel mating. When he was cursed, the night the spell begun he saw a… a sexual themed dream about me" Cas turned red looking away from Sam. The hunter coughed awkwardly but nodded. "He has to…have sexual intercourse with me to deliver unless he wants to have a pair of twins inside of him for the rest of his life"

"So… twins? Will you give one of them my name?" Sam said enthusiastically. All he could think it was that he would become an uncle and he was very happy about it.
Cas rolled his eyes dramatically, sighing. "Dean didn't gave me his permission for this. I can't touch him if he doesn't want me to…" Sam chuckled ironically. "Believe me Cas. Dean wants you to touch him more than you believe."

"Okay, thanks Bobby"

Dean hung up the phone and rested his head on the couch's pillows. Well, the angel was right. He was pregnant, Bobby confirmed it. Even though Dean didn't told him about that, it was true. Dean Winchester was pregnant. He touched his belly softly, rubbing it comfortably. He felt two little kicks on the spot his hand was. He smiled.
"Hey kids" he whispered. He started to feel something towards the bump, something like… love. He loved those little troublemakers in his belly, God knew why. "Little Sammy… Little Cassie. Are you comfortable in there? I hope you're. I want you to know that I love you and need you to get out of there. But first I have to…" he blushed at the thought of having sex with Cas. He recalled the sexual dream he saw weeks ago and he was still seeing it since then. He and the angel kissing, touch each other. Nothing rough just simple, soft, slow… love making. Dean bit his lip as he thought about it. In his dream wasn't that bad tho… His hand trailed down his sweatpants and slided into his boxers, starting to stroke himself, imagining pale, strong hands doing it instead of his weak human palm…

"Dean?"

Dean looked up and met Cas' blue eyes. He coughed and blushed pulling his hand out of his pants. "How long have you been here?" he whispered embarrassed. Cas shrugged. "Not much. I just got here"

Dean nodded, huffing. He pated the spot next to him, meaning he wanted Cas to sit there.

"I decided something" he announced and rubbed his almost big stomach. Cas noticed the gesture and his eyes trailed on Dean's face. He walked over him and sat there, silent, waiting for him to go on.

"I feel…love for those kids. And I already named them, so…" he shrugged indifferently. Cas smiled softly as he touched Dean's belly too. "Tell me how you named them."

"Sammy and Cassie." He said looking into the angel's eyes. When Cas blushed and looked at him, Dean felt something swirling into his guts, like he was going to get sick. And it was weird cause he hadn't nauseas yet.

"You named our kids after me?" he smiled as he leaned closer to the older hunter.

"And after Sammy" Dean said and smiled softly looking at the bump. Castiel grinned. "How you know it's a boy and a girl?" he tilted his head to one side like he did everytime he was confused or didn't understand. Dean chuckled and couldn't hold himself back from thinking that Cas was looking adorable right now. "I can feel them. I can feel two different genders inside of me" Dean answered as his eyes fell from the angel's eyes on the angel's lips. "I want to do this. I need them out."

Cas nodded and leaned closer.

"Whenever you're ready… pray to me" he moved his hands from Dean's belly to his face and pulled him into a soft, intense, electric causing kiss. Dean's nerves felt like they started to tense and his lips were needy on the angel's soft ones. His hormones took control and he sat on Cas' lap, wrapping his arms around the angel's neck, pulling him closer. His almost big stomach was an obstacle, but all he wanted now was to taste Cas. Dean's lips parted and he bit Cas' bottom lip to make him part his own too. He inserted his tongue into Cas' mouth, fighting for domination. Finally, Cas' tongue surrendered and Dean took all he wanted. Dean's tongue was trailed and swirled into the angel's parted lips. He was moving his body as much as he could, searching for friction, for some kind of release.

A few moments passed without feeling anything and Dean opened his eyes. Cas was gone. Dean closed his eyes sighing deeply and he fell backwards on the couch, trying to catch his breath.

"But, I'm ready right now, angel…"