Chapter Ten - Life Will Find A Way

Both the alpha and the omega decided it was best to keep their hopes to themselves, at least until they were absolutely sure Dean was in fact, in pup.

It didn't, however, keep Cas away from Deans growing belly.

The alpha seemed absolutely enamoured with the growing bulge, stealing soft touches when the others weren't around. Considering they didn't have any kind of calendar, or way of knowing how many weeks or months had passed, Cas had had to make an estimated guess as to how far along Dean was.

It was easier, to begin with, to keep track of the days, but as the weeks and months blurred into each other, they had just stopped caring.

"Based on the swell of your stomach, and considering our diet and situation, I would say you're about six months along." Dean nodded, because that made sense. He really couldn't get it through his head that they had been on the island for over six months though. Why hadn't anyone found them?

"So that gives us, what, three or so months before we need to start worrying?" Dean smiled at his alpha, to try and dispel the air of fear that had settled over them. "I know it's risky, but it's only bad if the kid doesn't come out the right way… right?" He wasn't a damn doctor, and he hadn't really had a reason to look up stuff like that before. Cas' face scrunched up in what had to be displeasure.

"No, Dean. There are many, many things that could go wrong." Cas dragged his fingers through his hair, making it stick up in every which way. Even with the tense topic, it was impossible not to see how damn cute Cas could be when ruffled. "What if you haemorrhage, or develop pre – eclampsia, or – or have multiples like most omegas are prone to do?" Dean bit his lip and shrugged, not knowing what to say. He couldn't predict the future, goddamnit, but he had to be positive, wasn't that supposed to be good for the pup?

"I don't know what's gonna happen, but we can't go around with a black cloud over our heads." Dean leaned forward and cupped his alphas face between his hands, slowly wiping away the worry lines and fear that still clouded his scent.

Cas sighed, clearly seeing he couldn't fight what Dean was saying. "Alright, I see the logic in your argument." Dean grinned and squirmed his way into the alphas embraced. They scented gently, careful of Deans belly cradled between them. "Despite my trepidations, I am very excited to meet our little one." Dean hummed and kissed Cas' neck, licking slightly to fully appreciate the heavy, musky scent of his mate.

"So am I. I mean, I've always wanted kids, just not really like this." Dean snorted and shifted in Cas' embrace. He wasn't surprised by the hardon he found there. Apparently, Cas had a pregnancy kink. "I can take care of that later, if you want." Dean hadn't really been feeling all that horny lately, with all the stress, but all at once, it was back. Cas moved against him, and then Dean noticed his cheeks flaring with… embarrassment?

"I was – I was wondering, well, since we know, somewhat clearly, that you're – you're..." Dean was looking at Cas with wide eyes but he wasn't getting the hint, so he poked the alpha in the chest.

"Dude, out with it! Its ok, whatever you want." Cas shivered, and let out a fast breath.

"I wish to mount you."

Dean blinked, and stared at his mate. He should have been used to the way Cas talked after months of knowing the guy, but sometimes it still caught him off guard. It took everything Dean had in him not to crack up laughing. He didn't want to hurt his mates feelings, but he did have a limit to what he could handle.

"Only if you never say it like that again."

They had to wait until everyone was asleep, or in Gabriel and Balthazar's case, otherwise occupied. Dean couldn't do the rough and tumble outside the cave, preferring instead to test the waters again within the soft, warm comfort of their stone sanctuary. Because it had started to get colder, they had shared the blankets, pillows and various other soft things with the other members of their pack. The fire was also banked to its limit, so it was warm, safe and homely.

As for the blankets and pillows, Dean selfishly wanted all their scents covering the items for when he eventually gave birth, knowing it would make him feel more relaxed, being surrounded by the scents of his pack.

But… they didn't need to know that.

Cas slid in behind him, running his hands up and down Deans torso as he went. Dean shivered, closing his eyes briefly, revelling in the feeling of his mate, solid and real behind him. They couldn't risk talking much, so with gentle touches and gestures, Dean had to relay to Cas that he was ready for their little romp.

The alpha caught on quickly, and Dean's scent probably helped somewhat too. The sticky, sweet smell of omega arousal surrounded them, clearly filling the alphas senses, going by the hardening in his pants. Dean ground back against him, smirking when the alpha growled lowly. The vibrations travelled down his spine, ending in an explosion of slick that had his eyes rolling to the back of his head.

"Dean." It was formed as a soft, almost soundless question, but the omega found himself nodding anyway. His heart was beating rapidly, thumping out an even rhythm that was trying to match his alphas. He held his breath when Cas' hand slipped silently into the back of his pants, but he couldn't hold in the sharp gasp when Cas found his slippery, fluttering hole.

"Mmmhhmm." Dean shoved his mouth into the crook of his arm, muffling what sound he could. Cas was a damn devil with his fingers, crooking them at just the right angle to get his juices flowing. Cas' little, almost timid thrusts with his hips just made it that much hotter.

Dean quickly, and as quietly as he could manage, divested himself of his pants. Cas was panting behind him, sucking harsh but possessive kisses into the flesh of his omegas neck. By the time Dean had rid himself of his pants, and covered them both again with the thick blanket, Cas had his fly undone, his cock out, and was rutting helplessly against Deans slick covered cheeks.

"Check me, fuck, see if I'm ready, I can't reach." Being pregnant was awesome, but did have its draw backs. Namely, he couldn't reach around himself to see if he could painlessly take his mates massive cock. Cas actually whimpered when he slid three fingers straight into Deans wet heat, and the omega almost bit off his own arm trying to muffle the sound of his groan.

"Ready, you're ready." Once again, his mate had regressed to a near proto human, but Dean was used to that. It took a lot of blood to fill the monster Cas kept hidden in his pants. Dean was sure by the end of their love making, he would have bitten off his arm, but he found he really didn't care. As the flared, fat head of Cas' cock pushed against his sloppy hole, he whined, deep in his chest. Cas answered with a barely there rumble of his own, before shifting forward slightly, slipping in effortlessly, as if Deans body was hungrily awaiting that deep, personal connection with its mate.

Cas' jerky movements to fully seat himself inside his omega, caused the alphas cock to continuously rub against Deans throbbing prostate. Dean tried his best to stay quiet, but the odd whine and whimper nevertheless escaped the cradle of his arm. Finally, finally, Cas was fully embedded within his mate.

"Are you alright?" Dean shivered when Cas' breath caressed his ear, and he nodded, experimentally swivelling his hips and earning a sharp intake of breath from the alpha. "I'm – I'm not going to last very long, I'm afraid." Dean snorted, because by the state of his own throbbing, dribbling cock, neither would he. He simply answered with another swivel of his hips. Cas' growled quietly, taking Deans indication of his readiness literally by the hips, before drawing out and easing back in.

Very quickly, Dean felt the tell-tale pull of Cas' knot tugging at his hole. Cas' sure, steady movements started to stutter and dive deeper, so Dean knew his mate was close. He desperately wanted to kiss his mate, but the angle was all wrong and he didn't want to risk straining himself. Instead, he grabbed a hand that was bracing his hips, laced their fingers together and brought them to cover his swollen stomach. Cas whined and dove in deep, stilling as his knot slowly swelled and tied them together. He mouthed at his mates neck, sucking on the fully healed mating bite.

Dean came with a sigh, his mates mouth and knot drawing the orgasm from him slowly, exactly how he wanted. Cas tensed behind him as the inner walls of Deans body clenched and massaged his knot, before he came with a barely stifled groan, rutting helplessly in small thrusts, as far as his knot would let him.

Dean smiled when he felt Cas kissing the back of his neck, and he wiggled, snuggling up as close as he could to his alpha. He was just about to turn as far as he could and make a joke about Cas' sexual stamina, when he froze.

Their hands were sill joined over his belly, so he moved them lower, right where he could feel –

"Is that?" Cas sounded stunned, and Dean couldn't blame him. It was the first time he'd felt the pup moving as well. He had been a little worried, because he assumed it should have started wriggling around sooner than it had.

But he guessed he didn't have anything to worry about after all.

"Yeah alpha, that's our baby."