Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters thereof but I do own Dante Finch, I created him for another story but just had to add a version of him to this story with our favorite boys.
Warning: Wincest but as gods no longer related, lots of PWP at times, sorry but as Sex gods, what do you expect? Angel love also, kinks may show up, lots of graphic language and imagery. Don't like please don't read. It gets really smutty so if this bothers you, please don't read it. I don't mean to offend anyone.
I just like making our favorite Sex gods have lots of sex, which they keep asking me to do. I could never resist sexy Winchester begging in towels, so, yeah, I write it, and, yeah, these gods would be so much fun to worship, if you catch my drift.
Plot: : Dean is struggling with his new and improved Hell memories, all two thousand Hells' worth, not to mention the voices that whisper in his head now as well. His and Sam's anniversary is up and Dean does a bad thing he isn't ready for yet. He ends up paying a higher price than anyone thought possible. Can he come back from this or is he too far gone?
Artemis and Haepestus visit them in the most surprising place and this strikes them as strange, but hey, as Winchesters, strange is often the norm, don't you know?
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Days passed and Dean spent more time with Bobby, since being with Bobby healed him somehow, even when not having sex. Although there was a lot of that too. He also spent time with his other lovers at odd times. He seemed fine most of the time but then he would separate and try to be without them, and do normal stuff, and Hell would try to mess with him again, this time with actual flashbacks of what happened him in them, and the voices that told him he was being such a leech to Bobby and them, that he was some kind of sex god alright, clinging and fucking just to stay sane, yeah, that was what all the strongest gods did, right…
He still tried to do it on his own, trying to push himself to get better.
By the fourth and fifth days he was able to go for most of the day without using Bobby as a barrier against them and he didn't have to fuck half as much to keep the voices and Hell away. They still showed up occasionally but not as loud as before, they were losing their power now. His head felt less muddled and he remembered more every day.
His speaking stayed normal now even when he was having trouble with the voices and when Hell tried to steal his ability to think and steal his memories. His head was clearer most of these days, too.
He almost killed Michael on the fifth day when he remembered why they had hated Michael to begin with but Sam stopped him and made him remember the rest. Dean ended up apologizing to him and of course the voices spoke up that if he was any kind of man, he would have killed the guy rather than apologizing and that he was lame to be begging them to fuck the voices quiet again, that he sounded so pathetic when he did that, and they were just doing out of pity anyway, so why bother?
Then the sixth day came and Hell broke loose, literally.
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Sam thought Dean seemed so much better now. He wasn't fighting the voices so much and he hadn't heard a single mumbled , 'Shut up!' for several hours now. His eyes were clear now too and he seemed like his old self, if you ignored the twitch he's developed lately when the voices messed with him and he was trying to tough it out without wanting their help. At times, he had clouded and zoned but cleared his own head sometimes, so he really was doing better.
Sam should have known better. Things always fall all to crap before they get better, he knew that. He just had dared to think that they had caught a break this time.
Yeah, he should have known better. It's never that easy for a Winchester, where would be the fun in that?
Damn he hated being wrong!
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He couldn't find Dean. Yeah, Dean wanted time alone and they were trying to give to him space. He was doing so well. Alone time for Dean was limited though. He had an hour to himself and they would check on him but then if he was okay, he got another one.
Sadly, this posed a problem when Dean used his power (Yeah, he knew how to use them again). They got a little…wrong sometimes.
Sam had went out initially to ask Dean to join him on a picnic. He had spent most of the morning making his favorite foods by hand not magic. He make bacon cheeseburgers and home fries, along with some Ambrosia topped with whipped cream and chocolate syrup, homemade potato salad which Sam hoped tasted good since it was his first time making it.
He also bought a dozen white roses and an amulet, one with a protection symbol of theirs on it with a diamond in the center and the flames were black obsidian chips. It was the anniversary of when they became lovers as gods. He was excited about it too.
Dean hadn't been in bed that morning when he got up. Bobby had taken him to shop for a gift for Sam that morning so he wasn't worried. Except that Bobby had come in while he was packing the blanket saying Dean wanted some time alone and that was over an hour ago. Sam fought the worry and tried to hope that maybe Dean had fallen asleep or something. He went looking anyway. The mark call wasn't working or he was annoyed Sam was checking up on him. He also had trouble transporting to him, he couldn't go to him.
Something was wrong.
He went out and the car was gone, too.
Dean hadn't driven it since before Sam had got hurt and Dean knew he wasn't up for it yet.
He raised the alarm and decided he would rather have Dean mad at him than have him hurt somehow. They all came running and immediately went to find him. They piled into the cars and looked for the Impala, while the others got Missouri and did a psychic search for him while they were gone.
It hit him hard to see the railing by the road by their house mangled and…gaping open in one section. His stomach dropped and he looked down and saw it. A black car, upside down below. It looked a lot like the Impala, too. He popped down there and he saw it was the Impala and Dean wasn't in it. "Bobby! It's the Impala but he's not here!" Sam looked down and stroked her lovingly, "Where's Dean, baby? What happened here? Show me please!"
He got images of Dean smiling as he drove her then he looked..dazed. Then he saw Dean freak out and say something about fire and not touching him, please don't touch him! He saw the wheel spinning and Dean screaming. The car was falling and spun until it landed top down. Dean was tossed as she spun . He crawled out of her towards the lake nearby or the trees there. It was an open area here for the most part and Dean wasn't here.
He saw the blood and followed it, calling the others to him through the mark and now they searched down here. Sam promised to fix her after they found him and thanked her for helping them this way. They found Dean in the trees by the road.
He was catatonic. Needless to say, they all panicked.
The angels healed his injuries but they said he was in Hell, literally, and he was screaming for them.
So Sam did the only thing he could think he could, he joined him. So did the others.
God put them there and sent them to Dean.
That was the easy part.
Now they just had to get Dean out of his own damn head and Dean could be stubborn.
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"I remember this Hell." Sam said, they all had shared this with him when Sam had went through it.
"This is the cutting one." Gabriel said shivering, that had hurt.
"Well, let's look, he's here somewhere." Bobby said, "I'll go with Sam."
The others paired off as well.
Dean was in a far corner of it and it was not pretty. At least for the demon doing the cutting. Sam ripped the fucker apart with his bare hands. Dean saw him and still screamed, but this time it was "You're not here!"
He didn't believe it was Sam. Sam was not surprised, Hell had been like that for him too. "It's me, Dean. It's really me! Baby, please, we're here to get you out. See, Bobby's here too. He wasn't here before, was he?"
Dean looked like he was paying attention now.
'Why wouldn't he, You love him too now. Sick freak in love with your Dad.' Came a voice.
Both men knew this was the voice he heard and damned if it didn't sound like John's voice.
"Aren't you dead already? Go haunt a toilet, you son of bitch!"
Sam went back to Dean and tried to talk to him some more, maybe get him off that table at least. "Dean, it is me, please. I love you. This is in your head, Dean. Not real. I'm real please come back to us."
"Stop being him, please, not him, not them, don't be him! You low down fucking demon, you don't get to be him!"
"I'm really Sam, baby, please. Damn it, Dean, now is not the time to be stubborn!"
'Sounds like Sam even, damn those demons are good!' the voice said, then giggled. Sam felt his temper rise. No one laughs at Dean.
Then he had an idea.
"Bobby, you said you would exorcise Hell and the voices out of his head if you could, remember?" Sam said, eyes shining happily. They stood over Dean as he glared up at them from the table.
"Yeah." Bobby said unsure what the plan was here.
"How well do you know that exorcism?" Sam asked, he so hoped Bobby had it dedicated to memory.
"Really good, I got it memorized. Why?" Bobby was hoping this would work.
"We need to exorcise the fuckers while we're in here." Sam said, "That should shut them up." And then he thought, "We need Gabriel, too."
"There they are." Bobby said and the others hurried over. Dean just looked confused.
'Bet you're wondering if they're real, aren't you? The perfect damsel in distress? You're missing the pink gown and cap, princess.'
"The voices?" Dante asked, eying the air around them.
"Yep, annoying bastards aren't they?" Sam said, he sat and listened as the others stood above him, encircling Dean, they were also trying to convince Dean they were really there. He sighed and looked at Bobby who also watched them plead with him.
Bobby had the symbols drawn now.
'Ah, they sure seem convincing, aren't they? Demons are getting smarter.' The voices spoke up again.
They all sighed. "He's not listening. He thinks we're demons wearing our faces."
"That's because that's the first play demons use to torture souls when they get to Hell, breaks their souls better than anything. Been to Hell before, twice. Him, too." Sam scowled his eyes glowing again. "We have to shut them up then use our trickster powers to get rid of this Hell in his head."
"But this isn't a room or a building. It's a person's head, not the same thing." Gabriel pointed out.
"Don't matter, should work the same. It's a space and I have a good feeling about this plan. Hey, you got a better idea, feel free to let me know! " Sam said and looked at Bobby now. "Hell crap or voices first?" Bobby might have an idea of which order to do this in.
"Hell crap. Dean will never listen while there's the Hell and Demon stuff going on." Bobby explained and nodded at them, "Well, get to it."
Sam looked sad now. "I've never worked the trickster stuff without Dean before, not like this level of it."
'Can we help?' Mati said, surprising them all.
"Mati, you guys can hear us?" Sam asked, wow, did they have trickster powers too?
"Of course we have trickster powers, Daddy. You had them, still do." Samae spoke up, "What's wrong with Daddy Dean?"
He turned to see Dean turning his head in several directions and talking to someone, the babies presumably. Sam waited to see if they were able to reach him.
'He doesn't know us. Says we're not real. Just more voices.' Mati said upset, 'Told us to shut up.'
"Daddy Dean is locked in his own head and Hell memories. Hell was like this for us. He thinks Hell is making this up, even your guys's voices to hurt him, so he says he don't know us. He thinks we're demons, baby girls." Sam explained sadly, "We're going to change that."
"Now about these trickster powers…how do you know how to use them?" Sam eyed Gabriel suspiciously, the angel was avoiding looking at him.
"Gabriel has been helping us train them." Denae spoke up.
"Has he?" Sam said smirking, they were gifted enough without that power, "Well, are you any good with them?" At least they weren't going to make the same mistakes they had when they got theirs as their fathers' had and Gabriel was teaching them now.
'Gabriel says we are better than he was with them now.' Denae said proudly, and the other babies chuckled.
'See Dean, they laugh at you. Not real, like you said.' Came the voice.
The babies growled in fury at that voice.
'Silence that fucker, Daddy Sam!' Mati spat, 'I am so real! Don't you dare say we're not! '
'Not only that but we want our Daddy back and we are going to fry your asses to get him!' Denae yelled.
'Give me back my Daddy, or I will kill you all!' Samae screamed in the air, her normally soft chime voice ringing like bells, Hells Bells themselves.
"Calm down, darlings. We're doing this right now." Sam said and told them, "I am going to make love to him and use our mated souls to fuel the ritual, when we glow and get the power to the symbols, you guys change this place to that garden, Strathmore Garden where your Daddies went that time, remember seeing that in our heads? Well, make it that and keep the Garden spreading until there is no more Hell in here, not a single Hell memory, got it? Even if it hurts, keeps doing it! It won't kill you, I promise." He now climbed on the table and Dean whimpered in fear. Fuck, it was going to be rape. Sam cried a little.
'Not rape, Daddy Sam, making you real like he did with the shifter. You can do it.' Mati said gently, 'Make us real too, please? Hate Daddy not loving us anymore.' He heard the tears in her voice.
"No, babies, he loves you! He's just being messed with and we're going to kill what's messing with him, right now." Sam vowed, prepping Dean with fingers and lube as Dean cried, Sam stroked his face sometimes and kissed it saying, "I'm real. I have to do this to make me real, please don't hate me for too long after, God, please don't let him hate me, please let him love me, please let this work and please, I will leave if he wants me to after this, just please let this heal him!" Sam prayed tearfully and pushed in, forcing past the muscles trying to keep him out. Dean bled from this. Sam cried more but couldn't risk stopping now. He called on all his soul's power and glowed now, then used it to pass through Dean's chest to his soul as well, touching it tenderly and entwining fingers around it, letting his soul flow into his lover's now.
He did really small thrusts, trying not to move as much as was possible inside him, hating this part as it was. Dean's eyes glowed now and then his body, soon they were both glowing. Sam whispered, "Please come back to me, please, I'm here for real, not Hell. It's in your head, Dean, not real." And also , "So sorry, had to do it this way, had to make it real for you, like you did to save me all those years ago.". He whispered it into Dean's ear as he poured his power and his love through that touch on the soul and combined it with their two souls' energies, and pushed it down into the symbols drawn around them which now glowed as well.
"Now Gabriel, do the trickster thing, Mati and them know the garden you will be changing it to, get it from their heads or read my mind and see it, put us on the Impala like before. Duplicate that memory in here, take Hell away from him, please lover?" Sam pleaded and Gabriel nodded, reading his mind and firmly cementing it in his own.
Now he glowed as well, bright blue, and there were three blue women floating above him, all concentrating. One woman looked like a female version of Sam, another looked like a female Dean, and the other, well, and she looked like both of them and neither at the same time. They were the most beautiful women he had ever seen, and they were his daughters.
He stared at them in awe and reverence, and eyes full of tears of love. "You guys are…beautiful!" he said, and wished Dean could see them now too. He looked down in surprise and he saw Dean staring at them in love as well.
"Our daughter are beautiful!" Dean gasped in awe, unable to look away. He now thrust himself onto Sam to show him he knew he was real now and to get this going already. He turned to look at Sam now and smiled, "Not rape now, I know it's real now. Keep the power going and kill the voices, and Hell for me, too. Please Sammy?"
"I can stay? You won't make me leave after I…raped you here?" Sam said but still began to thrust into him slowly now, going deeper making him moan, making Dean fuck back onto him each time and reach to grab Sam's thighs as he moved inside him.
"Not rape, just helping see that you were real, like when you got back from the cage. The pain made Lucifer go away and you inside me, that really small hurt? It made the demons go away and left me with you, my love and my soul mate." Dean sighed, "Look, I want you to make love to me. Hell, I love when you make love to me, but now is not the time. Just fuck me hard and get me out of my fucking head so I can fix my baby again, I fucking wrecked her…again, damn it!"
"You do know someday we're going to have to deal with the issue of you loving a car more than me, right?" Sam teased but sped up the pace and now fucked him harder, but not roughly, he was in enough pain from before.
"Oh, yeah, baby, oooh damn that feels so.." he gasped as Sam hit his nerve cluster head on and kept doing it with an arrogant smirk, "good…damn so gooood ! Fuck me soo good!" Dean shouted.
"Gonna make you love me more than that car." Sam teased as he got lost in it too, but not before opening all control on their flowing powers and letting them run free to do their work, he trusted them to know what to do.
The place was no longer Hell, it was a garden, their garden, and they were on a blanket, on the hood of the Impala. They could sense the rest of the Hell memories in there somewhere, two thousand years' worth. "Get them all, erase them all with this, go!"
Gabriel and the girls kissed them both on the foreheads and murmured their love, and vanished to fix the rest of it.
The voices screamed in the air as Bobby read the incantation and the gods fucked hard and desperately, keeping the power going and unable to stop until they came, which was fast approaching now.
"How much…oh so good!..longer until this is …so close, so close, baby..ohhhhh. going to take? Need to cum now…" Sam asked, he was ready to cum but couldn't until the spells were done, the cumming would push the powers in for good, drive them home so to speak, like he wanted to do with Dean and cum already.
"Soon, Sam, put a ring on. This shouldn't finish until they are done with the trickster part, I tied the trickster part to this to make it permanent when we're done in here. This will stop the Hell crap and the voices forever if you can hold off until the others get back.
"Yes sir. Damn …you feel so good…never want to …oh, don't stop that upthrust hip tilt thing, Dean…do it again…Gah….so fantastic when you…..ooooohhhh fuck!...fuck yeah, do it again!" Sam put a ring on them both and now they fucked rougher, Dean tilting a hip up as he met each hard thrust of Sam's and they were moaning and breathing faster now, the orgasms tearing through them and not finding release yet. They still glowed and the power flowed like a waterfall around them off the Impala, and into the circle below them. They now fucked on a waterfall of white hot power and it left the front part of the Impala shining from the light of it. The light reflected off every bit of chrome and steel now, making her look ephemeral and angelic now, so beautiful too.
Over an hour later, the others came back, looking tired and wiped out.
"Got them all, no more Hell, just one really big ass garden of Dean's very own. How's it going here?" Gabriel knelt down and eyed the symbols and the circle in wonder.
"Done now that you are done. Just need to read this last part, oh, we need their blood splashed on it..hold on…right now as a matter of fact. Not much is needed, just the blood of the ones who are feeding it power, It requires sex, yeah, think they got that in spades right now. Wow, they look hot like that, want to fuck them now myself and hello! Houston, we have lift off." Bobby was sporting an erection now.
"Preaching to the choir there, lover." Gabriel chuckled and Bobby saw they all were the same way, wanting those Sex gods beneath them like Dean was with Sam, fucking them too.
"Anyway, we needed the power which we got, and now we need the blood to bind the spell in place, seal the voices and the hell crap away forever from him." Bobby took a ritual knife from Gabriel and he chanted some words as he cut into the hands the gods now offered him, cutting them so they bled freely onto the circle making it blaze much brighter now, blinding light driving them to their knees and making them cover their eyes, even the angels.
Sam removed the rings and they came screaming and clawing, moaning and fucking through the many orgasms that had built up inside them as they had fucked before with the rings holding them back. This sent a giant burst of power from both of them into the floor, and into the already blinding light from the circle and then it went dimmer and dimmer until the symbols and the circle were burnt forever into the ground beneath the Impala.
Gabriel spoke up in awe now, "God's Mark, Bobby, you sealed him with God's Mark…" He stroked the seal with love and reverence. The other angels came and did the same.
"God's mark, his protection mark. Bobby, you gave him God's protection mark." Castiel said in awe as well.
"Not that big a deal, we already have our ribs branded so why not more Heavenly claim marks? We've come to expect it of them." Dean shrugged and stopped. They watched as he searched his mind and they both slid down off the Impala and then smiled. "It's all gone now. It's really gone. I am whole again unto myself and I have you all to thank. You have no idea how much I love you all, yes, even you Kali, thank you for coming to help." Then he pause and looked surprised, "Artemis, Hephaestus, where did you come from? How did you get in here?"
"God, he popped us in here. We are currently sitting in a car outside your gate waiting to get in and slumping in our seats, out of our bodies like you guys are. We wanted to help. We haven't been here long, we got here after they took you into the house so we figured we'd just wait until you were up to seeing us." She blew a hair out of her eyes and sighed, "Olympus is so boring now without you two nymphos to brighten it up, so we brought it and us down to you."
"Wait, Olympus is here, on Earth?" Bobby said in surprise, "Where?"
"In your fortress of course where it belongs. Olympus belongs to the Pantheon and well, they are the Pantheon and your…home…is theirs so, Olympus is there too. It is the way it should be after all." She looked at them leering, "I am willing to fuck Dean now, Sam, will you fuck me now?"
Sam chuckled and shook his head smiling, then nodded, "Yes, Artemis, I can fuck you now." Then he had to ask, "Are you always this…blunt when you speak?" It was refreshing but different than he was used to.
"Yes." She said matter of factly and smiled a little, "Is that a problem?" She didn't see why it would be but these two were different than the other gods she had ever known, they were…more human, and human usually translated to complicated.
"Hephaestus, will you…join us in our bed?" Dean asked, damn that man was tall almost eight feet tall and very very muscled, he had muscles on top of his muscles and damn that was a lot of muscle! They also bet he had a huge shaft, too. That would fun to play with later. He wasn't as good looking at the others and did have something wrong with his leg, a pronounced limp. He looked shy and embarrassed as Dean appraised him.
"You don't want me…no one does." He said sadly, wiping a tear away. "I had a wife, given by my brother Zeus to me but she fucked everything that moved…but me. I have never been with anyone really. So you probably don't want to go with me. I can work a forge for you though! I make great weapons for gods and heroes, want to see!" he looked happy as a child right now and Dean had to smile even as his heart broke for him.
His brothers and sister looked at him in disapproval, "Now Hef, what have we said about putting yourself down like that? You know you'll find someone, so don't be so down on yourself! You are handsome and you are worth it, so stop that! Aphrodite was a stuck up and vain bitch, we rejoiced when she vanished from lack of worship so put that bitch out of your mind right now, little brother. We love you and won't have you saying that. Besides do these men look like they really care how a person looks?" Artemis chided him and nudged his shoulder, smiling up at the giant. Hephaestus grinned a little at them and nudged back, shrugging. The Sex gods noticed he has very sexy smile,too.
"No. I just figured that, well you all are so pretty and gorgeous, and I'm not, so maybe…I wasn't good enough to join. Besides you all have experience with sex and I have nothing, they are Sex gods and I have never had…sex. Isn't it a requirement or something?" He looked confused and the Sex gods laughed.
"It is so not a requirement! We would be glad to fuck you and you seem like you would have a lot of …stamina and damn you have a nice body! Hef. We should boycott your clothes too!" Sam purred stroking his ass, so muscular and toned. Sam wanted to bite that ass. Then do other things to it.
Dean followed suit exploring that body with his fingertips. "Would love to fuck that body when I'm not still in my own head." He chuckled again, "Well, the goal was to get me out of my head, so why are we still in here, seriously?"
The others laughed and he did too. Now that was the Dean they knew and loved! Pushy bottom that he was.
"Father, we're ready." Sam said and there was a glow, then they were in the house again and they were waking up in the bed.
"Father?" Dean asked confused and Sam threw him a knowing look.
"Yeah, God is our father, sort of. He created our souls for us as his sons, the angels just messed up his plans for us. That's why we get the Cosmic Plans, Bro." Sam explained and then gasped as he remembered something and jumped up, "Artemis! Hef! They're still out there by the gate, Dean."
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