Dean squinted up into the sky, momentarily blinded by the sun streaming down in overbearing waves, threatening to melt all around him right into the sidewalk. He felt overheated, in desperate need of a long, cool beer, an ice cream or more likely, both. He turned to Sam, mouth already open to suggest a refreshing break, but noticed that Sam was staring in to the window of a jewellers nearby, a pensive look caught upon his face. Dean's mouth snapped shut, a plea for a beer dying in his throat as he wondered what Sam was thinking.
"What's up, Sammy?" Dean finally gave in and asked, when Sam didn't offer up an explanation as to what he was looking at, or rather for. "You gunning for a ring for Gabriel?"
"Ha ha, very funny, like that's ever gonna happen," Sam replied, a sour note apparent in the tone of his voice as he turned a bitch faced look of disapproval onto Dean.
Dean waited, not amused by Sam's tone, and was finally rewarded for his impatience by Sam giving him a proper explanation at last.
"I'm looking for a ring, but not for me or Gabriel," the younger Winchester replied, softly, looking away, an expression of awkwardness stamped large across his face. "Actually the ring is for you, or rather Castiel."
"Wha - ? Cas? What are you talking about, Sammy?" Dean asked, mouth agape and eyes even wider as he stared at Sam openly.
"Ahhh, you know," Sam replied, awkwardly, laughing at the look on Dean's face, before nodding in at the display of wedding bands inside.
"I don't, Sam, that's why I'm asking," Dean replied, beginning to get an inkling as to where his brother was headed with all of his implications and meaningful nods.
"I think you should just marry Cas and have done with it, or, you know, have a civil partnership," and Sam coughed, shuffled his feet awkwardly. "You seem pretty settled with him after all, and you have got kids and all. I'm just not comfortable with you and Cas not being formally partnered now you have a family."
Dean's eyebrows raised, creating wrinkles in his forehead and he felt in desperate need of a drink once more. Deep down, however, he knew that his brother was right.
"Did Bobby put you up to this? You were both being pretty secretive this morning," Dean asked, softly, eyes narrowed at his brother.
"Yeah, he did, but I agree with him, Dean. You should marry him, you know," Sam replied gently.
Dean smiled, a note of sadness coloring his smile and tingeing his eyes darker green than usual, before he said - "You know, I've been wondering whether to ask Cas myself for a while now, or at least since Caelum was born."
"You were? Then why didn't you do anything about it, Dean? You know Cas wouldn't turn you down," Sam said softly.
"Wouldn't he? I don't know that, Sam. I'm just worried he'd run as far as he could, just to get away from anything marriage related," and Dean's shoulders slumped in defeat.
"He wouldn't, Dean. Cas is crazy about you; even I can tell you that. He's the father of your children, Dean. What more can that tell you other than his utter devotion to you?" Sam pointed out, laying one large hand on Dean's shoulder gently. "Plus it's you that usually runs away from awkward situations."
Dean looked away, hands pushed deep into the confines of his pockets, squinting up towards the sky once more, once again knowing that his brother was right, that he had a point. He sighed, looked to the sidewalk beneath his feet and was jostled by a passing woman nearby yet took no notice much to her disappointment.
"Look, how much do you want Cas?" Sam asked. "Can you imagine spending time with anyone else or do you want to spend the rest of your life with Cas? This is for your sake as well as Cas' sake, as well as your kids sake."
"You're right, Sam," Dean replied, with an uncertain, shaky smile. "It is about time I settled down with Cas, ask him to marry me. I don't want anyone else but him; he's the only one for me now. I wanna make this perfect for him, get something nice."
Sam grinned triumphantly, finally knowing where his brother stood with Castiel, finally glad that Dean was further along the road to being tamed, ready to settle down into proper married life with his angel lover. He nodded, before he led Dean inside the jewellers, to pick out suitable wedding band for Castiel.
"What's this?" Castiel asked. peering down at the small box in confusion, curiosity, expectation.
"Open it and find out," Dean said, awkwardly, hands shoved deep into the pockets of his jeans as his gaze dropped to the floor.
Castiel flipped open the lid of the box and peered down at the silver band housed within, decorated with a pair of wings surrounding a heart engraved into its shining surface. The angel stared down at it, feeling warmth settle through him, as he wondered if Dean was asking him what he thought he was asking him.
"It's a ring, Cas. You wear it," Dean said, awkwardly still as he finally looked up into Castiel's delighted expression.
"I figured that much, Dean," Castiel replied, voice warm with appreciation, almost amusement. "But why?"
"I figured that seeing as we're having kids and all, and we ... love each other, we should get married or something," Dean replied, sounding ever more awkward even to his own ears. "So do ya? Wanna get married I mean?"
"Yes," Castiel replied, immediately, looking a little overcome with events.
Dean's face split into two at that, broad grin shining in his eyes, corners of his eyes crinkling. Castiel held his hand out and watched as Dean slid the ring onto the appropriate finger, tongue lapping at his lips at the feel of Dean's hands gentle upon his long fingers. Dean stared down at the band circling Castiel's ring finger, feeling like this was the most momentous moment of his life, far outstripping even having children. He was finally tied to someone, at least symbolically, if not in the church sense.
He raised Castiel's hand and kissed the ring, lips lingering against the cool metal and the contrasting warm skin of the angel's finger surrounding it. He transferred his kiss to Castiel's mouth, finally pulling away to allow Castiel to push a ring onto Dean's finger. Castiel looked at Dean, feeling wonder, love pour through him, relief that they were finally joined as one. Dean looked surprised that Castiel even had a ring to give him at all.
"Where the hell did you get this, dude?" Dean asked, looking from the ring to Castiel's expectant face.
"Sam helped me pick it out, yesterday," Castiel said by way of explanation to Dean's questioning look. "Don't you like it?"
"Oh yeah, I love it, I just didn't expect you to have one," Dean explained, looking down at his ring in wonder. "Remind me to thank Sam later."
"Yes, Dean," Castiel replied, looking quizzically at Dean, as though uncertain as to quite what his lover meant.
"I think Sam is more sorted than we are," Dean replied with a smile, before the hunter pressed a kiss to Castiel's soft mouth once more, before he started to undress Castiel gently.
The angel didn't protest, dick already hard by the time his pants were removed, pregnant stomach large and exposed to the air. Dean laved at his suddenly dry lips, dick pressing against his jeans at the sight of Castiel heavily pregnant with their children before him, looking unbearably, undeniably sexy to Dean right then. He leant in once more, rested one gentle hand on Castiel's abdomen, fondling it tenderly as he claimed a lingering kiss from his lover's mouth.
He didn't pull away when Castiel slowly unzipped his jeans, unbuckled his belt and pushed the heavy material away from his sturdy hips, boxers soon going the same way as his jeans and freeing his erection to curl up towards his t shirt clad abdomen gently. Dean stepped away then, kicked his boots off and sent them spinning haphazardly against the wall, before removing the constricting material hobbling his ankles and piling his jeans and boxers in a tangled heap upon the floor.
Castiel watched with interest as Dean removed his t shirt, revealing a well muscled body, and all for him. He stepped forward, ran his hands over Dean's chest, eyes trained on Dean's lips wanting a kiss from him. He opened his mouth when Dean leant in, purred when he felt Dean's tongue slide into his mouth, kiss lingering and soft as they stood naked in each other's arms.
"Get on the bed, Cas," Dean murmured when the kiss ended, eyes inviting, mouth curled into a tight smile as Castiel nodded slowly.
He watched as the angel climbed upon the nearest bed with a little difficulty, huffing slightly beneath the weight of his own pregnant stomach, making Dean feel hornier still. He wanted Castiel, wanted to feel his lover inside him, filling him up and making him feel good, wanted to ride him and come over his stomach.
He crawled up onto the bed, stared down at his lover spread wantonly out over the bed before him, before he reached for his bag the lube housed within. He pulled it free from the confines of the bag, before flipping the cap open and squeezing some of the contents over his waiting fingers. He hissed slightly at the cool liquid covering his skin, before he transferred his hand between Castiel's legs. The angel moaned as he felt Dean's slick fingers wrapping around his erection, pulling at taut flesh as he smoothed lube over his straining dick eagerly.
Castiel watched as Dean took his hand away, eased more lube onto his fingers, before reaching around his own body and preparing himself, loosening his own hole in preparation for taking Castiel's cock into his own body. The angel lapped at his lips, loved the way the hunter's cheeks turned red, blush underpinning his freckles as he worked himself loose enough for his lover. He watched as Dean's cock swayed and bobbed with every movement of the hunter's hips, grunts working from his lover's mouth as he fucked himself onto his own hand.
Finally, Dean eased his fingers away, knew that he was prepared enough and he looked down at his lover, staring up at him with liquid blue eyes reflecting the light. Castiel looked beautiful, radiant with pregnancy, warm and waiting for him patiently. Dean leant, kissed Castiel's abdomen tenderly, inhaling the intoxicating scents of his lover's skin, before he moved forward, straddled his lover's hips and pressed down upon Castiel's slick cock eagerly.
Castiel thrust his dick inside Dean eagerly, making the hunter cry out at the snug fit, watched as a pleasured shudder work its way through his well muscled body. Castiel moaned at the feel of Dean surrounding him, pregnancy hindering his movements but not the pleasure coursing through his body.
Dean started to writhe against Castiel, hips grinding against his pregnant lover's as he fucked himself onto Castiel's dick eagerly. Castiel's hips rose and fell in time with Dean's thrusts, pounding eagerly into Dean, broken, ragged gasps filling the air between them as they fucked languidly. Castiel's pregnant stomach bumped against Dean's leaner one, a constant reminder of their impending children and Dean thrust harder onto his lover, ragged moans soon turning into full blown guttural cries the faster and harder he thrust onto his lover's thick shaft.
"You feel so good," Dean moaned, enjoying the feel of Castiel pounding into him, sending shudders through his whole body, as the angel's thrusts became more insistent, urgent, purling whines hitting the air around them with wanton abandon.
Castiel's response was lost to his orgasm as he climaxed inside Dean, spurting deep inside his lover with screams of his name heavy on plump lips, body shuddering and sweating against Dean's. His soft dick pulled from Dean's ass gently, as Dean started jerking off eagerly, body arching over Castiel's as his hand snapped over his dick eagerly.
Dean's hips moved in time with his pumping fist, growing quicker, more urgent the closer he came to climax. Finally, he came, covered his hand and Castiel's pregnant bump with hot strands of his come, Castiel's name pouring from his mouth.
Castiel watched him, transfixed by the pleasure apparent in his lover's face, the love that was held in his eyes as Dean looked down upon him, before the hunter swung his leg up and over Castiel's gravid body and settled in beside his lover, exchanging soft, purring kisses gently. Their murmurs of approval mingled with the sounds of their lips meeting and parting, as Dean slowly stroked Castiel's stomach gently, loving the feel of his lover's pregnancy beneath his hand.
Castiel turned his steady blue gaze onto Dean, eyes intense, lips pouting slightly as he watched his lover lay beside him. The angel covered Dean's hand on his abdomen with his own, smiled when Dean turned his gaze onto him. Dean smiled back, trapped by Castiel's direct gaze as they remained silent in each other's company.
Castiel loved the feel of Dean's hand resting against his belly, loved the tender caresses and the gentle kisses Dean bestowed upon his pregnancy and this was no exception. The hunter leant down, full lips lingering against stretched skin, eyelashes fluttering in butterfly kisses against him as Dean inhaled the scent of Castiel's skin.
Castiel's purr of contentment rumbled through him as Dean kissed his way up his body to his chest. tongue laving at leaking nipples before trailing up to the angel's mouth. Castiel's purrs had grown louder, were swallowed by Dean's mouth working hungrily against his, before the hunter settled down beside him, eyes drifting slowly into sated sleep.
Castiel watched him, smiling against the weight of Dean's hand still resting protectively over his distended abdomen, before he settled back onto his pillow, to drift, to meditate, to rest ...
-tbc-
