Sam and Dean sat there quietly, neither brother willing to speak for the other.
Ion knew they both needed more time, "Why don't we all get some sleep. I don't want you to make a decision rashly. This is a lifetime gift and your both very young, there are stipulations you might not like Dean. Tomorrow we will all meet and talk this over."
Castiel climbed out and then helped Ion whose hip was bothering him again. "Come darling let them rest and I can rub you down before bed."
Sam and Dean watched the couple leave hand in hand, they were touched by the tender way the lovers treated each other. "Sam they truly are bonded."
"So are we Dean."
…..
After breakfast the four of them went to a private area to discuss the offer.
Ion was feeling better and stood next to his king playing the guardian and not the lover. It was as if someone flipped a lever and Ion could change that quickly, now it was Castiel in charge, he motioned to the chair next to him and Ion sat down.
Sam and Dean sat across from them clutching hands under the table, in the light of day Dean felt embarrassed by what had happened the night before and he couldn't look Ion in eye.
Ion noticed his reluctance and relaxed his rigid posture and then Dean did as well without even knowing it.
Ion smiled warmly and extended a hand to Dean across the table, "There is no need to feel shy around me."
Dean ignored the gesture so Sam reached over and held the hand offered, "I think Dean is more embarrassed than shy."
Dean snapped, "Don't speak for me Sam." He regretted his tone immediately allowing his pride to get in the way.
Ion began to explain the gift, "If you're turned its forever…you can't change your mind, it takes practice to hold your human side during the full moon and even then it's difficult. What you saw Castiel do last night, change from wolf to human at will during copulation took him several years to master and my king was spent after that."
Castiel nodded, "It's true and another thing you need to know is I did this out of love." They held hands and smiled at each other.
Dean was still confused by the offer, "I don't understand what our roles would be."
Ion came out with it, "There are expectations with your position Dean, I'm twelve years older than you. If something happened to me you would be obligated to take care of my family, Castiel and our children until they are of age. I would expect you to give my king whatever he needs."
Castiel gave Dean a salacious smile, "Would you do anything for me Dean?"
Dean looked to Sam who was still ignoring him for snapping, "You mean like a protector."
Ions eyes grew dark, "I mean I don't want another man sniffing around his ass ever!" Ion slammed his fist on the table and closed his eyes, breathing heavily, slowly it returned to normal and when the knight opened them the pretty hazel showed instead of the darkness.
Ion blinked and then relaxed, "Only you Dean, I would trust you to please him."
Castiel trembled with excitement over the jealous display from his mate. He felt like climbing onto his lap and fucking himself right then on the erection his knight was sporting but resisted.
Ion continued, "I would respect you as king. Even when Castiel and I wed after this is all over I will be Prince Consort and still a step below you. In fact all three of you would always wield more power than I ever will and I'm comfortable with that. In the bedroom if the four of us are together I would be in charge and Dean you would be second."
Dean got up and motioned for his brother to follow him, "Sam and I are going to for a ride to clear our heads and think things over."
….
They rode Gwyn and Alywin down the path lined with bridal wreath, the scent was heavy and sweet filling the air and beckoning all the honey bees from the castle apiary that weren't already tending the orchards and gardens.
Dean watched Sam riding just a bit ahead of him, his brother was stunning. Sam's long, chestnut waves bounced as he rode Alywin. He turned back and smiled at Dean, fresh faced with deep dimples and white teeth. "Come on Dean I'll race you!"
Before Dean could stop him Sam was off , a trace of his laugher in the air. That was it for Dean, the very moment he knew that he couldn't saddle his pregnant, sixteen year old brother with this in his condition and at such a tender age.
Dean gave Gwyn a nudge, "Come on old woman lets show them how to ride." Dean and his beloved horse raced toward Sam who was waiting for his brother at the end of the bridle path, Dean leaned over and gave his lover a long kiss until they both were breathless.
"Sam I'm telling Ion no, just for now. After the baby is born and we take back our kingdom then become comfortable in our roles as rulers you and I can revisit this option. Let's give us a year and then see what happens."
Sam nodded, "Alright Dean, I was lured by the sex and power I'll admit it but your right. We need to gain back our kingdom and I need to have this child. I would like us to talk about it after our problems are settled."
….
Ion watched them riding back through the courtyard, "They are a beautiful couple…I know their answer my king." Castiel leaned his head on Ions shoulder until they heard footsteps approaching then relaxed when it was only a servant girl.
"They will say no, I'm sorry Castiel. I know why you wanted this so badly."
Castiel sat down and looked up at the knight glumly, "Why?"
"Because you wanted to give Sam his best chance, make him stronger, also because you love him very much."
Castiel started to protest and Ion cut him off, "I saw it last night, I thought it was lovely and I'm not jealous. Sam and Dean would be the only males I would allow with you."
Castiel found himself crying, "I wanted my family…our pack together. My own parents were…"
"I know darling, not what you would have chosen. The years of abuse took a toll on you and I wished I had been braver and taken you away from here."
Castiel wiped his eyes, "You were only sixteen Ion, they just would have tracked us down and killed you…killed Jo and took your parents land. You did save me from Lucifer in the end."
…..
They all lay together on a blanket staring up at the night sky, somehow under the starlight made the conversation come much easier.
Dean gave them the decision, "We decline your generous gift, Sam and I appreciate it but my brother is only sixteen and pregnant. I want our child born, our kingdom back in true Winchester hands and my brother and I secured as rulers. Someday Ion we could change our minds and wonder if that time comes will the offer still stand?"
Ions deep voice rumbled in the darkness, "Of course, if I'm dead…"
Castiel chastised him, "Ion stop!"
"Let me finish, if I'm dead Castiel will do it for you."
Dean reached out and dared to take the knights hand, "We can still be a family remember what you asked me?"
"Yes."
"I would do that for you, if something happened I want you know Castiel and your child or children would be loved and protected. I would even…you know."
"Have intercourse with him?"
"Yes that, it's not like your soft male is ugly. Castiel I'm glad you're not unattractive, I would hate to put a burlap sack over your head just to have intercourse with you."
"Well I'll try to remain as attractive as possible Dean."
A deep laughed started and they realized it was Ion, "Dean I absolutely promise with all my heart and soul that heaven forbid something happens to you I will protect your wife and children…of course I am very happy to service Sam anytime he wants."
"Ion if you weren't bigger than me I would beat your ass."
Dean felt a large hand slid over the crotch if his pants, "Anytime pup just let me know when you want to fail at that, then will I get to spank yours?"
Dean hated himself, he was already hard the minute Ion gave another deep, throaty laugh, "You are wicked Ion!"
Dean heard kissing in the darkness and realized Castiel and Sam were in a lip lock of epic proportions, he saw his brothers knees bent and spread as a hand disappeared up Sam's dress.
Ion swung a leg over Dean pinning him to the ground, "Would you like to kiss?"
"Your eyes shine in the dark."
"I know…would you like to kiss or shall I get off you?"
"Your heavy, get off me and I'll kiss you Ion."
The knight rested on his back and felt Dean crawl on top of him then straddle his hips, "Maybe now you're the one in trouble Ion." He bent down and worked a long, wet kiss over the knights generous lips then stopped, Dean could feel Ions heart rapidly beating.
Dean was overwhelmed by the fact that he was actually in control; Ion submitted waiting for the future king to make the next move.
They both heard the soft males panting and moaning, Ion growled, "No intercourse Castiel, you know the rules."
"Yes of course Ion, may we orally pleasure each other? Right now Sam and I are only kissing and pressing our cocks together."
Ion spoke very softly to Dean allowing him to make the choice, "Dean would you allow that?"
Dean cleared his throat and tried his best to sound commanding, "I'll allow it but I reserve the right to withdraw my consent."
Dean heard Sam giggle, "Yes my Master."
Ion reached up with both hands and held Deans face, "I think we should go back to someplace more comfortable for our pregnant angels don't you agree?"
Dean closed his eyes and kissed the knights palm, "Yes I agree. Ion could we have them display themselves for us," Dean blushed in the darkness from his own question, "never mind."
Ion reached around and gripped one of the young man's ass cheeks in each hand kneading them gently, "Oh Dean I think that is a wonderful idea, tell them it's what we want then see if our bitches would agree to it."
Dean called to them, "Sam, Castiel…Ion and I want you to display your bodies for us, would you…"
Before Dean could finish the figures of the two young men were running back toward the castle leaving a trail of clothing for their mates to follow like rose petals.
Ion cracked Dean on the ass and laughed, "I think we have our answer!"
…..
Abbadon sat alone in the throne room; she glanced at the empty seat beside her and thought of John. The queen almost missed him, she rambled around the castle snapping at people and everyone feared her but not one person loved Abbadon. She thought Crowley didn't even care anymore.
The necromancer had what he wanted, unfettered power without the heavy crown weighing him down. He fucked his boy Alfie and played with the dead ignoring her and despite everything she missed him.
Abbadon loved no one not even Sam the one person in the world that would have given love to her unconditionally but that time had long passed, now all the queen worried about was a coup.
There was unrest in the kingdom of Winchester, the guards despised her, the farmers and villagers cursed her and the heavy hand she ruled with. Always taking and never giving back, she slept with the few trusted men she had left guarding her door.
Abbadon even felt the support of her court waning, the charming smiles and flattery were no longer working their magic.
…..
Balthazar knew the knight was coming for his help in a matter of days and began to make the shackles of iron with the binding sigils engraved upon them.
Crowley was vicious; the wizard had encountered him on several occasions and had the scars to prove it. He would need to be bound before he was ever killed, Balthazar hoped the four heroes had a plan because sneaking up on the necromancer would be a challenge.
TBC
