**Author's Note: _
WARNING: THIS CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT- READ AT YOUR OWN DAM RISK, PEOPLE. (;
God this took for fucking ever- Jesus Howard Christ.
Sorry but I had homework and all of this fucking bullshit to attend to, and not to mention I'm on the borderline of a headache- but the author-of-this-fiction duty calls and I must answer it.
Thanks for all of your support and response- and this journey may be over soon! Sorry if that upsets you- but I have several more fucking fics I'm legit working on. (Hint: I created my own verse for one, Dean is a celebrity in another, and in the last I have come up with Castiel may be gaining a little humanity. There also might be some PWP on here too- so stay tuned for dat shit.)
No song- but I think the sex makes up for it, don't you agree? (:
ENJOY!~
Castiel stared at Dean's slack face before him, and he still can't believe his eyes. Dean came back, once again- what was this, the third or second time? (seriously guys, I can't remember) Castiel runs a finger down his jawline and goes into his hair, gently stroking the soft downy- dirty-blonde he finds to be pleasing on his fingertips. It's at least seven in the morning now, and the sun glints off of the ends of Dean's eye lashes and makes the alpha smile.
Dean scrunches his face, the bruises and scabs all too evident for Castiel's tastes, and pulls Castiel closer by his shirt, sinking his face into the fabric and sighing in his sleep. He wraps his arms around the omega, pulling him close and breathing in his scent.
He really thought Dean was gone after he sped off from the bar- that he'd decided he hated Castiel and he really was no better than John. All of his anger over it faded just like Dean's taillights as he drove away with him standing in the parking lot. But Dean showing up out of the blue barely even able to walk, tears and blood coating his face and his broken voice groaning Castiel's name as he crawls across the gravel. It was a heartbreaking scene for the alpha, and he only pulls Dean closer as the birds chip outside his window.
…
"Cas? …"
The alpha opens his eyes, blinking away the afternoon sun as Dean stirs beside him. He's grimacing, and Castiel guesses he's probably sore as hell from yesterday- even though Castiel has no idea what happened. He'll let Dean tell him when he's ready.
"Yes, Dean?"
The omega shuffles and sighs, closing his eyes, "Can we just stay in bed all day?"
Castiel smiles, "If you want to."
Dean comes closer, putting his head underneath Castiel's jaw, "It's more like need…"
The alpha ponders for a moment, about how his life sort of led to this moment. With the midday sun rays flowing in from the windows and Dean nuzzling his neck and humming some Led Zeppelin song. It was perfect, like something you'd see in a book or movie that people dreamed about. He pulled the comforter over their shoulders and he could feel the smile on Dean's lips pressed onto his neck.
"Cas…" Dean played with some of the fabric of Castiel's tee, "You're probably wondering what happened aren't you? …"
The alpha nods slightly, "I have been wondering- but I figured you can tell me whenever… I didn't want to push you away."
"You couldn't do that even if you tried your hardest, idiot…" Dean smiles a little against his flesh and chuckles, "Besides, I really don't think I'm going anywhere."
Castiel nearly breaths wrong, "W-What?"
The omega only laughs more at Castiel's stammer, "Well- when I was gone and leaving I had run into some other alpha along the way."
Castiel stiffens.
"It's okay…" Dean places a hand on his clenched forearm and continues, "What happened was I met him in a bar and one thing led to another and… well- I guess you know what I'm talking about."
A low growl rises in Castiel's chest, but Dean doesn't say anything about it, "I was angry and upset with you, and I guess my way of getting all the frustration out was to fuck some random guy who'd hit on me with alcohol… I was stupid, and I realized that right before we did anything."
The alpha's grip and muscles relax, a small and silent huff of relief escaped him and Dean only shuffles closer.
"When I told him no- he flipped out on me and we started fighting. Asshole tried to mount me the whole time- but I made it clear I wasn't going to be. Even had to use my pocket knife… And that's when I ran again… Isn't that what I do best, run away from my problems and expect everything to end up okay?"
"Dean, that's not true. You left John because you were in danger the whole time, I don't blame you for that-"
Dean looks up a little from Castiel's torso and it silences him, those green eyes churning with turmoil, "But that doesn't count for the time I left you in that parking lot. Cas, I realized how fucking dumb I was- how selfish I was being. And yes, it took some random fucking asshole to beat the shit out of me but I still got the point of it. The whole drive back I was hoping to God you'd still let me back in your life, even after I pushed you away and told you to stay out. I don't deserve you- but that doesn't mean a damn thing. I need you, Cas. I found that out lying on a motel bed wondering what the fuck I was supposed to do- to go, and all I could think about was you. Dammit- you've probably been the only damn good thing to happen to me and I'm the biggest prick on the planet and in the universe for not noticing sooner how much I was fucking this up, and that I want to be beside you like this. Cas- I just- I don't think I can make it on my own anymore… at least not without you there with me."
Castiel is about to stammer, in fact- make that about to be speechless. As the last syllable rolls off of Dean's tongue and the omega looks back up into to Castiel's gaze, he notices how sincere he's being. Dean said he needed Cas- said he wanted him- and is now staring at him like he hung the fucking moon over his head, that he's the reason for the four seasons and the Earth spins on it's own and around the sun. It's a lot to take in, that's obvious- but a lot is with the two of them. Instead Castiel does something else that's a mouthful- literally.
He presses his lips to Dean's.
At first, the omega is startled, and even yelps a little- but soon after the initial thought is processed, he's moving his mouth in sync with Castiel's and he's sliding himself closer. Dean hums against the quickly flushing flesh as Castiel wraps an arm around Dean's hips and lifts his leg over them. Dean bites his lower lip, pulling downward as his back finds purchase on the mattress. His eyes are staring hungrily at Castiel, the alpha quickly noticing how heated this whole situation is getting.
Then it hits him: Dean's been in fucking heat this whole time.
The omega chuckles as Castiel realizes the biggest thing he could ever miss, and gasps almost right afterwards as Castiel rolls his hips. Castiel feels Dean's hands run up his shirt and the pads of his fingers roaming over the lean muscles they find there, and the alpha growls.
"Mine! " He hisses, Dean's moans splitting the air as Castiel sucks on the lobe of his right ear.
The omega's spine arches up into his torso, and he calls out Castiel's name in a needy tone that only encourages him more. The skin he finds pulsing underneath his teeth makes the possessive growls continue, his hands making quick work to rid all of the clothes away from their skin. Dean's calling out his name, wrapping his bare legs around Castiel's waist and-
FUCK!
Castiel has to hold onto Dean for a moment when he feels the omega's hips roll against his. When he looks up, Dean is watching him, eye half-lidded and most of the green that was confused earlier it replaced with the pupil.
"Are you sure you want to bond? Because-"
"Yes!" Castiel hisses.
Dean hasn't smelled this fucking good since the night of Michael's attack- the night he was about to get in a threesome in a bar's alleyway- since he fucking left Cas all those years ago. It's enveloping him, his heart pounding faster and breath quickening to take more of it in. Dean's below him, licking and nipping onto the flesh he can manage to touch as Castiel moves like wind blowing outside the windows.
"Cas!" Dean cries out, holding onto him tighter and tighter as he keep pushing and sucking on the heated skin of Dean's neck.
The growl that comes from him is completely feral, and so is how he continues with Dean- he wished he could go slow, wishes that he could make the first time special- but with how much Dean is moaning and the absurd volume he's getting, Castiel thinks he doesn't mind one bit either. The alpha keeps going, licking the appearing sweat on Dean's neck and praising the taste on his tongue as his hips keep bucking. Dean's voice is hoarse now, and he's got his head thrown back against the pillows with his neck completely open for Castiel's claim.
And so he bites.
Castiel's not sure what happened within the five minutes that had passed when he mind is actually able to function again- as the stars leave his vision and Dean sighs below him. He looks pleased, content- even. He even pulls Castiel down and licks his neck like a mate would-
Holy shit Castiel and Dean are now mated.
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blackappleboyd - (I love this chapter! So beautiful, the love they share. I can't wait to see what happens!) Congrats, they had sex. Good enough for their bonding? (By the way, that is not sexual, rude.)
THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR RESPONSE/SUPPORT/AND FACT THAT YOU READ THIS STUFF! I LOVE YOU ALL!~ *flies off to finish HW quickly*
