Blood and Name
Summary: WARNING: Spoilers to HP series and Supernatural up to Season 05 ep 10 "Abandon All Hope".Sequel to In Mac's Bar and Coming Home. Castiel Potter just started school. But in his family, school was never a safe business.
Category: Romance / Adventure
Pairing: Harry/Dean, Cas/Scorpius,
Author's Notes: This IS rated M people...
Harry came to the room where Dean was organizing the stock of food and drinks and found him sitting in one of the big beer boxes. They had a stock of beer even though most of the income came from the tap beer.
Dean was sweating like a pig from the heavy lifting of the boxes and even though it was autumn he had forsaken his t-shirt.
"Has anyone told you that are hot?" Harry asked coming down to the cellar, and letting his eyes travel through large expanse of uncovered skin of Dean's chest.
"No, not today, I think." Dean answered with a shameless smile and Harry knew he had fallen for that man exactly because of that. Harry came real close to Dean and whispered in his ear. "You look positively edible this morning, Dean. All this sweat on you… It looks good. It makes me think of getting us both sweaty."
"Hmmm… Too big words, baby… Hermione is a bad influence on you." Dean answered him curving himself against Harry so that their mouths could find one another. It was slow at first but Dean was so warm and his skin was so close and his smell totally clouded all coherent thought in Harry's mind. It was musky and his mouth watered at the heat of the kiss and the taste of salt on Dean's skin. It started with kissing but soon Harry had his hands traveling that sweaty skin, grabbing Dean's jeans clad butt as the other man pulled at his t-shirt.
It didn't take long for Dean to have Harry his boxers. He grabbed his ass and brought them closer rubbing their groins together. He kissed his lover's skin and bit at his earlobe and thanked, as he always did, all magical or heavenly deities that made having Harry in his arms possible.
He put two fingers in Harry's lips so that his man, his lover, his soul could suck on them. With Harry naked he went down on one knee balancing Harry's left knee on his shoulder to have better access as he licked Harry's rosy hole relaxing it, sliding in one finger at a time. When Harry was begging him, and he loved when Harry begged, he walked out of his jeans not even conscious of what he was doing. Harry, those green eyes, the creamy skin and the swollen red lips were all that mattered. Dean took Harry's legs on his hands again and lifted him from the floor pushing him into the cellar's wall. Harry let out a gasp at the impact but instead of chastising Dean for it what came out of those swollen lips was "Fuck me already or I'll go insane!"
Dean complied quickly. When Harry got that bossy there was no disagreeing with him. Dean fucked Harry into that wall as if there was no tomorrow. Rough and fast, like both of them loved.
When they came the sated smile danced in their lips and they knew that this was complete happiness. They didn't need words as they stood on shaky legs and took uncertain steps up the stairs to their bedroom where they could sleep a bit before working again.
When they woke an hour had passed. Dean held Harry closer and prepared himself for a storm.
"Harry, Cas called last night." He said and that brought Harry's sleepy mind to full alert.
"Called? Dean, Hogwarts has charms that would make that impossible." He said smiling, trying to humor the impossibility of the call. Cas would only call outside Hogwarts and if he was in trouble. Harry didn't want to even think about it.
"I know that. But he called. He was… Not well."
"What are you trying to say? Say it." Harry was already off the bed pacing, he was, as always, freaking out, but Dean was used to it by then.
"If you'll let me!" Dean snapped.
"Ok, sorry, I'm just…" Harry's fingers pinched the space between his eyes and tried to reign over all that was boiling inside him. Why hadn't Cas called him?
"I know. He is ok, physically. But someone beat up his best pal. The Scorpius kid. It seems they ambushed him alone and beat the crap out of him. Cas was out of his mind."
"What did you say?" Harry asked, analyzing everything that Dean had just explained. Scorpius Malfoy took a beating and Castiel was over the top worried. Harry still felt it SO surreal. How in hell was it possible that his kid would end up BFF's (as Dean would say) with Malfoy's kid? Harry had hated in the beginning. He had entertained the idea of prohibiting it, of advising against it, of telling his son how much of douche Scorpius' father really was. But then, he remembered Snape. Snape had judged him by his father's actions and he had hated it. A lot of people had expected him to be like James Potter and James Potter had been an ass in some aspects. Since that moment he had decided to give this kid, Malfoy's kid, a chance. So he kept his 'Malfoy Experience' to himself, which was a good thing since Scorpius hadn't stepped once out of line in two months. Castiel's words about him were always good and excited. Even he was a little sorry about the kid getting hurt.
"He was angry, Harry. Like 'I-wanna-break-their-bones' angry. Last time I heard him like that he was strangling you." Dean said looking in Harry's eyes begging for him to understand and Harry nodded, he understood. Dean had stopped Castiel last time so he had wanted Dean to stop him again.
"What did you say?"
"To do it smart." Dean grinned. And Harry relaxed, laying on the bed, his head finding its way back to Dean's shoulder. It was time for him to let Cas fight his own battles. Fear doesn't run in this family, be it Potter, Black, Lupin or Winchester.
TBC…