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: Artemis is bringing friends to visit and join the Pantheon, Norse gods this time. I wonder who they'll be and will those gods ever wear clothes again? Not that I'm complaining, I like them naked, don't you?

The Sex gods get a new power boost thanks to a gift from those Norse gods and and go on a hunt. Lots of sex ensues of course, they can't help themselves! They develop a neat trait as well and a power to go with it, but you have to read on to find it, no telling!

They hunt again and help with the Pagan gods more. I have to feel a bit sorry for those pagan gods, but only a little.

Besides Christmas is coming to Olympus and it looks to be a big bash, and few new residents join Olympus. Let's welcome them, shall we? The others sure will.

(Spoiler Alert!)Also, the babies aren't babies anymore. First steps and words and some power usage from the kids happens here, so please read! They are so cute at that age!

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Artemis sat on the porch of the barracks, eating ambrosia and enjoying the sunset. It was early in the morning and mist still floated around the cars and the junk in the yard. She had learned to see the place with human eyes, like her gods saw it. She thought it was beautiful, too. The dogs followed her everywhere, like her own hunter dogs used to. She loved them too. She bestowed immortality on them right then, like she had with her own, binding some of them to her as her hunter dogs.

Meanwhile Magdi and Modi were staring at where Olympus used to be and groaned.

"It's not here. It couldn't just vanish. It's Olympus, Man!" Modi said confused.

"They've probably already joined the Pantheon of those Sex gods that God guy mentioned. They would have brought Olympus to them since Olympus belonged to them now, as the heads of the Pantheon there." Buri pointed out, his eyes ice blue eyes surveying the empty cloud bank now.

"We have to find them now apparently but where is the question." Idun added, her icy eyes thoughtful, "We could send Ouran, the messenger. He could find her instantly and we could meet them somewhere. They could take us there."

"So, are we going to join them, is that the plan?" Hilla, said, adjusting her Valkyrie helmet under her arm as her horse shifted a bit under her, impatient to be off.

"Yeah, I suppose, it's that or die. That God guy was very specific about that, join them or he smites us." Helena, said shoving her helmet into the saddle bag, the other Valkyries nodded as well.

Magdi summoned Ouran, their messenger owl, and attached a message for them to meet them here. The owl flew off and they waited, not patiently, but waited all the same. Ari would be here soon, they were sure of it.

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Artemis jumped a little as a snowy white owl landed on the arm of her chair. She recognized Ouran, messenger of the Magdi and Modi. She took the message and read it. Then she headed down to see the boys.

Both gods were busy so she went to see Bobby, who was sitting in his study, organizing files for his Hunters per usual.

"What's up, Artemis? Come to help?" He asked curious, she didn't do files, she was more the 'send her out to kill the pagan god with a vengeance' type. It was more her thing.

"No, I got a message from some friends. Here, read it." She handed the message to Bobby who read it smiling.

"So I take it that you're going to be bringing them here right after you meet them there?" Bobby asked and she nodded. "Well, I better let them know. They'll want to meet them at the gate." He got up to go upstairs.

"Good, I'll be back soon." She said and vanished with a golden shimmer.

Bobby headed upstairs.

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"Boys?" Bobby said and smiled at the sex tousled gods cuddling his wife between them. They motioned for him to join them but he shook his head, "Damn, you look so hot like that and I would, but Artemis is going to be here soon with some Norse gods for the Pantheon. A lot of them, if she said it right. You might want to get ready."

"Norse gods? Like what Odin was?" Sam asked, not feeling bad that the god was dead, in any way.

"Just like them. He was their head god. Some survived Ragnarok and didn't fade from the worshipless thing apparently. "

They got up and the others got up too, Bobby and Ellen and the others, including several human Hunters, all looking very sexy and well fucked. "We want to come, too." Dan said holding hands with Wayne, who smiled happily.

The boys felt them arriving, they were close. So they popped out by the gate, the others following. When Artemis arrived with a large crowd of gods, the arriving gods were surprised by the large group of very attractive people waiting for them with the two most sexy and beautiful men they had ever seen in front of them, they must the Sex gods, the title sure as hell fit! Wow! They glowed with power, and they could feel it coming from them in waves, even outside the gate where they were standing.

They stepped forward and the Sex gods stepped to meet them, smiling lazily, eyeing their bodies and deciding their sexual preferences. Sam felt them out and tried to pick what they liked and how to make it that way for them. He searched for their desires and wants.

"Hello, I'm Sam Winchester, Sex god." Sam said as he approached, his body swaying naturally and with quiet seductiveness.

"I'm Dean Winchester, the other Sex god. Who are you?" Dean said and grinned as their orbits and powers hit the others, who moaned at how good they felt, pure sex and love hitting them instantly, making them want them both right then.

Dean's eyes got hard, "I really must insist on introductions. Then we can do the marks." He looked at them and smiled; His eyes were cautious.

"We are all Hunters, like the others in your group, Wayne and Maat and Thoth, and Horus. We used to be more godlike but chose to be Hunters after Ragnarok came and we were left alone on Asgard." A blond woman spoke now, "I am Idun. It's short for Iduna or Idunnor. I used to guard the Golden apples of Youth. They heal wounded gods or sick ones." She held out a basket, "These are the last of them. My gift to you."

"I am Buri, I am an Immortal Man, the first one in existence. I am Grandfather to Odin. I was forgotten once my son married a frost giant, so I left and became a Hunter instead. I was not there for Ragnarok." Another blonde god said with soft blue eyes.

"I am Magdi, son of Thor. This is my brother, Modi. That is our horse, Golden Mane. We are the Sons of Thunder; that was our titles. We also have a present for you; it belongs to you now anyway as the Ruler of the Norse gods. You have to touch it and take it at the same time, and the others will have to step back, this will be major power boost once it hits you." Both brothers explained and bowed, the Sex gods looked annoyed but Artemis held up a hand to have them wait. Both Thunder gods reached between themselves after turning to face each other, vibrating with power. A glow grew between them and took form. It became a huge Hammer, a large hammer shape.

The Sex gods watched as it floated to them and they reached for it, both hands grasping the handle at the same time. Power they had never felt before hit them and they felt like they were being fried inside. When it subsided, they found themselves more muscular and feeling a lot stronger than they ever had before. "You can also create thunder, lightning, and storms, which includes stormy weather." The Sex gods also wore iron gauntlets and a silver belt. "The hammer is Mjollnir, the Magic Hammer of Destruction, Fertility, and Resurrection, it is also called the 'Restorer of Life'. It is really a thunderbolt, shaped like a hammer and its power is harnessed by the one, or ones, that wield it. That would be you two, now."

"Is that Mjollnir? Thor's Hammer?" Bobby said reverently and the Thunder brothers nodded.

"We inherited it when our father, Thor, was killed in Ragnarok." Modi said sadly. Yeah, Ragnarok had taken most of their family from them. They had watched the others fade or just give up after that, all but them. The unlucky few.

The small group of women in the back sat on jet black horses and stood tall in their saddles now, they looked like amazons, beautiful dark and light haired Amazon's. "I am Hilla, Head of the Valkyries. These are my sisters, not related but made so in battle and in our duty."

"I am Helena." Said a dark haired one with red lips and arching brows over blue eyes.

"I am Serana." Said a light haired one, smiling friendly at them, a lighter personality than Helena, who seemed sultry and sexy. This one seemed friendly and open.

"I am Jeria." Said a red head. She smiled softly at them, sensuality filling her face, from the blue eyes and the pink full lips. Her face was heart shaped and she had a sprinkling of freckles over her nose and cheekbones.

"I am Dalia." Said another blonde one, short cut hair with red lips, round faced but blue eyes and high cheek-boned. Her eyes swept their bodies and she licked her lips. She oozed sexuality, much like Dean did as a human, hell, still did.

I am Staria." Said a brunette, her hair flowed behind her, her eyes blue and her lips pink, her face heart shaped and her mouth was like a cupid's bow, so pretty.

They all were tall and majestic. Big busted and hipped but lean and muscular at the same time. They were some of the most beautiful women either god had ever seen.

"We are the Immortal Women. We were Odin's Shield Maidens. We lived in Valhalla until Ragnarok. We gathered the slain to Valhalla, the resting place of Warriors. We served them there, or we did until the Evil ones destroyed it. We have come to join your Pantheon. Such beautiful gods you are! We also have come to serve you now as we did Odin." Hilla said and they dismounted. All of the Norse gods approached them now smiling angelically.

"They have come to take the mark and join the Pantheon. God sent them." Artemis explained smiling proudly; obviously she was friends with most of these gods. "They are our cousins, sort of. We've had the most contact with them of all the gods we've known in over two thousand years or so."

"Is that true? Are you willing to take the mark and be ours?" Dean asked and they all agreed smiling that it was true.

"We would like to join your bed, too. We heard it was amazing to be with you that way. We're most eager to try it for ourselves!" Magdi said and again they all nodded eagerly and happily at the idea. "If you'll have us, that is, Our Lords?"

"One, of course we'll have you. You are sexy as hell and we like you already. Two, there will be no 'Our Lord' crap with us. It's Sam and Dean. Or Sir. Third, no bowing. We like to punt kick the bowing people, like in football. No kissing up, we hate that! Just be yourselves and we'll get along great." Sam said and they stood up quickly, apologizing.

"Of course, there are things that will get you killed. No harming us, our loved ones, innocents, especially the humans and Hunters, no hurting our children, that will mean instant death, trust us. You help Hunters, and you fight for good, no going to the Evil side. You obey us totally, but if you have questions, you ask, we will answer. That and lots of sex, that's just a bonus." Dean said and they all watched them curiously.

"The Huntresses are here? Already born?" Idun said and the Sex gods nodded.

They all stepped forward now.

"We'll take the marks, and we'll obey your rules, they sound fair and just." Magdi said and Modi nodded showing his agreement with his brother. "We will join your bed whenever you wish us to."

"All of you feel this way I take it?" Dean said, eying the scantily clad Valkyries and lusting for them already. Sam had noticed them too. Dean had always had an amazon fetish; Sam blamed it on too much TV time when they were kids. He wanted the Thunder brothers, personally. Then maybe Buri and then the Valkyries, then Udin.

They all said yes and the gods smiled. They approached Udin first.

"We can kiss it in or just touch it, which would you prefer?" Both Sex gods smiled as she thought about it.

"Kiss it in." She smiled shyly and they chuckled. They took a side, Sam on the back and Dean on the front, they knelt down and poofed her clothes away, kissed up her front and back, hands caressing her skin, until they got to her neck, nipping and sucking up it from both sides and then kissing the mark in, making her moan loudly at how good they had made it feel. They backed off and she smiled at them with her eyes slightly unfocussed. "Wow! Could get used to that."

They moved to Buri and asked the same thing. He said to kiss it in, too, but like they did with her. So they did, and left him hard and breathless as well.

The twins wanted it kissed in like they had done with the others. They too were left hard and moaning for more.

The Valkyries lined up and they wanted it kissed in too. They did the both side thing with them, too. They were left lusting and ready as well.

The Sex gods weren't much better off. So they let them in and made love to them all on clouds and against pillars, and on the cars. Then they let them take them as well, reveling in how great it felt to be fucked by them, too. They wrapped them in their powers and they delayed their pleasure and pulled it back through them as they all came at the same time, over and over until the powers were done with them.

Then let them fuck the others in the bed, too. The Sex gods wrapped them in their powers and they delayed their pleasure and pulled it back through them as they all came at the same time, over and over until the powers were done with them like they had done when they had sex with the Sex gods themselves, they all became god puddles eventually, all owned and belonging to them now, bodies and souls.

New names appeared on thrones now and they all went to see them, marveling at their names there on them in their own languages. They marveled at how that made them feel so welcome.

"It's nice getting to stay here on Olympus. We never got to before. It was just for the Greek gods, you know." The Thunder brothers explained later as they shared a cloud with Sam, kissing him every once in a while, feeding each other bites of food, enjoying each other's company. Dean was upstairs doing a marathon session with the Valkyries, a private show so to speak.

Buri and Udin talked with Hephaestus about his forge and Bobby joined in the conversation. The human Hunters were resting still from before, all worn out and well fucked, sleeping soundly in the bedroom, magically made soundproofed from the area where Dean was debauching himself with the beautiful amazons, his lifelong fantasy come true. Ellen and the others were talking to Egyptian gods, starting a new journal that detailed all their knowledge to add to the library. The others were going to do the same for the Norse gods and Greek gods as well. It was a good idea. That knowledge would come in handy later!

Olympus had acquired some new additions as well. Egyptian silk cloth draped along the columns and in the throne area now as well. Gray stone and gold engravings of Norse battles and heroes lined the parapets and as well some Egyptian motifs.

They were all was so different from each other but they all went together, too.

Olympus no longer just belonged to the Greek gods; it belonged to all of them. It was their home now.

An Egyptian temple looking building now sat across the way from the Greek temple one where Artemis and Hephaestus slept. There was a majestic almost clear one with gray stone supports where the Norse gods would sleep now as well. Bobby's house was the Sex gods' part of Olympus and was of course the largest part of the place, since it was the home of the Head gods, the Head gods' home was always the largest part of Olympus; it was theirs' after all.

They relaxed and got to know the new gods while there was a lull in supernatural activity. They knew the fighting would start up again soon. The Pagan gods were in retreat and regroup mode now, hiding but plotting. They knew they weren't as strong as these gods they had been facing. They were minor gods, weakened also by years of not enough worship as well but not enough to die. These were major gods attacking them, finding them, killing them as only they could.

They had tried attacking the weaker ones, the humans, the Hunters who followed them and always managed to find them as well but the gods, the powerful ones were protecting them as well, kept getting in their way every time, destroying them.

Those new threats, the major gods, they were finding them and pursuing them, and killing more and more of them on a daily basis.

The Pagan gods may have numbered in the thousands but the damn major gods were less then 40, such a small number, but they were more powerful and it only took one major god to kill seven of them. They may be more numerous than their enemy but their enemy was more powerful than them.

And the major gods were winning, killing more of them now.

So they ran and tried to fight them better, and wanted to scream in impotent rage as they realized they couldn't. Win, that is.

So they retreated and hoped to find a way to defeat them.

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It was another small town, Pagan gods loved small towns. The Sex gods knew this. Sam was with Wayne and Dan, along with some human Hunters who were not marked, so they were being careful.

Couples were disappearing, a favorite treat of Pagan gods, Sam would never understand their preoccupation with killing couples; maybe it was their bonds to each other or something. Anyway, they had got there in time to poof the couple and their still working car out of there before the locals messed with it, and sent them into a trap. Also a familiar ploy, they weren't very original, those Pagan gods weren't.

Sam transformed himself into a woman and teamed up with Dan, Wayne pretending to be his brother. They were on a road trip from college to visit their folks. Sam and Dan had just got married and were going to tell them at Thanksgiving, they had stopped and picked up Wayne from his own school to go with them, on Thanksgiving break. Yep, that was their story and they were sticking to it, uh huh.

So far they were following the normal pattern.

"You all okay? How was the meal?" The friendly owner said as he came out to hover over them again. Sam's powers and orbit successfully hidden and cloaked so the man didn't feel them. No one did, he felt funny when he suppressed them in this cloak. They bit at his skin, ate at the cloaking, fought to get out continuously. Wayne had said his felt the same way when he did this. It so wasn't the same, Sam's powers were sex and love, and he had just got that power boost, and hadn't fully assimilated it into himself fully yet, so now he had to fight his powers and pretend to be human, while also using his power to appear as a human female. Quite the tightrope, Wayne and Dan had to agree; a very painful tightrope.

"It was great. We were just admiring that pie, the apple one, how much?" Dana, aka Sam, asked smiling, Wayne felt himself harden, the dimples still showed and he could see the male Sam in those dimples.

"Of course, hon, let me get you some. Ala mode?" The owner's wife asked, smiling friendly as well.

"Yes, please! Whipped cream?" Dana said and they nodded happily, heading off to get their pie, feeling not the least suspicious. The Impala was parked right outside.

Their marks showed, all of theirs showed, Sam's small on his collarbone, the other two's behind their ears, hidden by their hair. The locals assumed Sam's was a tattoo, a really small one and in a strange place, but a tattoo all the same.

That's right about when his mouth started hurting again, right in the front. He pushed magic healing to it and it eased the pain some but it didn't heal it entirely, not the way it should have. The others couldn't figure out what was causing it either but he knew now was not the time to worry about it.

"Still hurting, Dana?" Wayne asked, concerned, he had seen the god wince.

"Yeah, but I'll be okay. I've felt worse." Dana admitted, Sam had felt worse, so much worse, Dean too.

"Here you go, sweetie, with a dollop of whipped cream." Susan, or S…something with a S in it, handed him.

"Thanks, I love pie." Dana eagerly stated and admitted, it was true; Dean had taught him to like pie, that sexy sneaky bastard. He wanted to bend him over and spank him for this, then maybe…alright let's derail that thought for the moment, Sam thought, fuck he wanted to bend Dean over and spank that ass, possibly with the spoon he was eating with right now. Then…Sam groaned and excused himself to go to the bathroom, masturbating to orgasm to release the pressure those thoughts inspired in him earlier. He missed his shaft, this was awkward.

He leaned over and whispered to Wayne, "I miss my dick." And Wayne chuckled. Male deities always felt that way, never got used to shifting into women.

They ate their pie and it made Sam's mouth hurt, so he gave it to Dan, the flakes of crust were hurting him mouth, which he prayed wouldn't bleed while they were on this case. Dan happily ate it.

"Everything okay?" The concerned woman asked, the woman hadn't finished her pie.

"Just too full is all. Thought I had room." Dana, aka Sam, "It was good though." Not really, Ellen's pies were better. Hell, laying Ellen down and eating her pie, damn, even she tasted better. Fuck! He'd done it again! He couldn't stop thinking of sex. He hadn't been laid in two days, the human Hunters were always around and his powers would get out when he had sex, and so he wasn't having sex. He knew better than to do this but felt he had no choice.

They'd been down this particular road before, and ended up nearly killing hundreds of people with their leaking powers. Yeah, not a good plan.

He shot the thought to Wayne who was watching him closely and was very concerned. "You going to be okay, Dana? We can stop somewhere and…" Sam needed sex soon or he was going to shred his cloak and possibly them all. Dan agreed.

"I think so. I just need…rest." Sam said and looked up at the woman. "Is there a motel or something between here and Toronado? We might need to stop and rest eventually."

"I think so, off of exit 30. Take a left, you'll see it." The owner said and handed them a box. "A pie, your favorite, Apple, on the house. We got the bill, too. Such a nice family you have here, save your money for the road."

"Thank you!" Sam made his eyes tear up and they nodded happily, fooled.

Soon they had their car and most definitely magically switched out the gas and damages they had done to her for the premium they used in her, and she was as good as new again. "Sorry baby, we had to. We fixed it, we'll always fix you, lover. Love you, baby."

She purred happily in his head, apology accepted.

They headed to road and promptly 'broke down' where the power felt strongest. They pretended to fight and went into the grove of apple trees. Sure, it felt weird but they had to rush this, Sam's power were leaking through his shields already and they had to do something to alleviate that sex problem before his massive powers wiped them all out.

The Pagan god approached them from behind, 'sneaking' up on them. They kept pretending not to know it was there. They turned around in pretend fear and saw it. It looked like a tree, wooden bark as skin, apple blossoms around its head, eyes green, like Dean's, which made Sam horny again. Fuck! Poison ivy ringed the bottom of the tree.

It wielded a sword, a long steel one, encrusted with blood.

They checked for the human Hunters, nowhere in sight, good. Wayne got off the phone they hadn't known he was on. "I sent them to burn the tree, the sacred one. We got this guy all to ourselves."

They watched as Sam turned back into himself, nude and gorgeous, full of power again, and in pain, and horny as hell, erection prominent.

He approached the creepy god and growled, the pagan god approached growling in confusion. This was not going according to plan. It threw power at Sam and it hit him hard, making his mouth scream in pain and his already barely held in powers leaked even more, some bursting out now. Wayne and the others joined him. Lightning and god Fire flew from him on its own and Wayne joined his power to it as well. It hit the Pagan god and he exploded, leaving pieces of bloody bark littering the ground. Sam used more power to reduce this to vapor and there was now no trace of the Pagan god left.

Sam instantly put up a barrier and his power spilled out, full force and not being able to be denied anymore. He also poofed their clothes away instantly.

"Fuck me! Fuck me now or I'm going to explode!" Sam fell to his knees, clutching his head, fighting it as hard as he could. "Please!"

They pushed him the rest of the way down to the grounds, leaves and dirt pressing into his back and body, he didn't care. He could feel the power and it was everywhere. The wind whipped the trees back and forth, uprooting some, lighting flashed in the sky, thunder rolled loudly above them. They could feel the desire and lust and love pulling them in, rolling around them , all held in by the barrier.

Wayne went to prep him but Sam beat him to punch, thrusting three fingers into himself and worked himself open quickly, stroking his nerve bundle hard, and making him arch now into them, he conjured up lube and applied it even quicker, tossing it to them. Wayne lubed up and Sam motioned for Dan to come up by his head, "Hurry! I can't control these powers much longer!"

Wayne thrust in painfully hard, impaling him instantly. He fucked Sam rough but not rough enough apparently. "Harder, please! Need fucked hard, now!" Sam groaned and moaned loudly as Wayne obeyed, pounding into him, taking him violently, using all his god strength to fuck the man into the ground, losing himself in it as well. Sam ordered Dan to kneel above him and he obeyed as well.

Sam took him in his mouth and sucked him hard, hollowing out his cheeks as he did it. Dan felt that desire power slam into him and he fucked Sam's mouth harder and deeper now, losing all thought but that of Sam. They all came screaming and the storm and the power lessened but were still there. So Dan and Wayne switched places.

Dan thrust in and Sam took Wayne into his mouth. Dan fucked him roughly while he sucked Wayne hard, increasing the suction and thrusting wet fingers into Wayne's ass at the same time as he sucked him. They all came hard together again, and the powers were less but again still there, still threatening to break the barrier he had put up, the storm outside it still blowing hard but not as destructive.

So Sam pulled Wayne under him, on all fours, and thrust in slowly, working the man past the initial discomfort and into the pleasure, Wayne sucking Dan while Dan prepped himself losing himself to it, moaning and thrusting into the man's mouth, gradually deeper and harder, Sam fucking Wayne harder now, moaning and helpless to do anything but to fuck more and more. Both losing themselves in each other with every thrust, with every hit to that spot inside Wayne that made him arch beautifully under Sam, the way Sam loved him to.

Sam pulled his power through him, the one that let him manipulate desire and emotions like that, and drove the pleasure higher while at the same time holding their orgasms at bay as long as he could. Eventually the power snapped back like a rubber band and hit them hard making them cum again as it returned to Sam.

The storm still threatened outside the barrier, but was downgrading rapidly to a normal rain storm, not a monsoon. His other powers had returned now but the Norse power was still running free.

Wayne and Dan switched places, and Sam watched Wayne prep Dan for him, getting even more turned on now, feeling almost normal again. He took Dan the way he had taken Wayne, the way they had taken him, relishing the tightness of the man around him. He knew Dan rarely bottomed so he stayed so deliciously tight, the muscles pulling him even deeper inside him. He felt the desire and his power kicked in, winding through them again. His orbit now returned to him again and he relaxed at its comfortable presence around him again. He still found himself lost in the men under him, as well as, the Egyptian god being sucked hard by the man below him.

"Dan, you feel so good." Sam moaned and writhed, matching the writhing man below him, stroking him harder now, loving the feel of him on his shaft and in his hand. "So tight, baby, so good. Gonna cum soon, lover, gonna fill your ass with my cum, gonnna, gah, gonna…Dan!" He came hard, impaling himself painfully in that ass, cumming repeatedly, Dan cumming with him, and found he was still hard.

The storm still blew outside, so they fucked some more, dropping the barrier. Sam pulled Wayne onto his back and thrust in, sucking and biting his body as he fucked him, slower and less rough now, taking his time now. Dan got hard watching this and thrust into Sam, who slowed down so they could match their thrusts better, and soon were fucking at a more leisurely, less rushed pace, but knew it wouldn't stay that way, they were too turned on for that.

Then a strange thing happened.

The storm, complete with the lightning, thunder, and all, flew at them and surrounded Sam, shooting into him, making him glow effervescently, turning night into day instantly. They all came screaming as the power filled Sam again, and settled into him now, him owning it completely now, burning him up inside but not dying, feeling so good he wouldn't have minded dying this way at all.

Sam fucked him through every orgasm and came with them both. When it was over, his sex power returned to him again, and he felt like himself again but at a cost, both his sex partners were puddling below him and he felt all tingly, skin feeling electrified still, and he vibrated with power now that he had fully absorbed the Norse power now.

He chuckled as he carried them to the Impala, laying them gently down in the backseat and covering them with a blanket now. He kissed their lips softly, earning a tired smile from each one.

"You broke us, Sammy. So very happily broken. " Wayne smiled softly up at him, kissing him back gently, "You better, Sam?" His eyes swept Sam's face and body, making sure he was okay.

"I'm better, fully functional again. Sorry about almost exploding back there." Sam said embarrassed, he wasn't used to the new powers yet.

"We were glad to help. In fact, we have been waiting to fuck and be fucked by you since we started this crappy hunt." Dan reassured him, he wasn't going to stop feeling this sex for at least two weeks, his ass and body ached but in a well fucked and very satisfied way. He would have to have them do this to him again, just not anytime soon.

Wayne felt the same way but knew he would be healed in a few hours. Sam was not small, by any means. Well-endowed did not even cover Sam's shaft, not even close. He had fucked them harder and rougher than he normally did; he usually held back a little so it wouldn't hurt this way but they had no choice this time, and besides it felt so good at the time. Afterward, however, it would linger for weeks this time, not that they were complaining really.

They didn't mind, it would remind them of what they had done here, of how great the sex had been.

"You are amazing, baby. That felt…wow!" Wayne moaned softly, both lovers cuddling into each other and falling asleep. "Love you, Sam. We both do." The god purred and was asleep finally.

"Love you guys, too." Sam responded, and put the seat back, got in and drove home. He wanted to enjoy the scenery and was in no real rush to return home at the moment. He was going to get a room and fuck them both again. He wasn't nearly done fucking yet, and they were going to cum screaming his name later, they had his word on it.

They looked so innocent and angelic when asleep like this.

His mouth ached now, throbbing. He hadn't felt it hurting when he had sucked them off but now the pain was reminding him it was there, redoubling its efforts. He wished he knew why it hurt so damn much.

Then the phone rang and he didn't want to answer it, neither did the others it woke up.

But he did anyway.

"Sam here." Sam said and nodded, grabbing a notebook and jotting down the details. "Where?" He listened and moaned, "Yeah, we're a day away. If we drive nonstop that is." He listened again. "Will you be okay until then?"

The other Hunters spoke again.

"We'll try. Stay in the room and we'll see you in the morning, I'll speed if I have to." Sam reassured them, "Don't go after it on your own. I meant it!" He listened.

"Good, be there at first light. Bye." He listened and smiled into the phone, "No problem, figured you all might need the help." Then he hung up.

He eyed the sleeping men in the back seat and groaned.

"So, motel or not?" Wayne asked and Sam shook his head in resignation.

"We need to be there by first light so go back to sleep, baby." Sam said, smiling at them in the rearview mirror. "I have to drive all night and forego our fun apparently. Another Pagan god is killing people in Sacramento, California. They need us."

"Hey, Wayne, what do you think you are doing?" Sam sputtered as Wayne climbed into the front seat and slid over, undoing Sam's jeans with one hand, kissing his neck with the other.

"Making our own fun." Wayne explained and worked his shaft out into the open, freeing it of the clothes.

"Ohhh, baby…wow, make that fun!" Sam moaned softly as Wayne stroked him, playing with his balls, taking the head in his mouth. He fought to keep the car on the road and had to use his god's power to steer it while he lost all thought now.

True to his word, Wayne and Sam made their own fun while Dan went back to sleep in the backseat, ignoring the heavy moans, wet sounds, and shouts of pleasure that came from it. They had a long drive ahead of them and lots of sex to make up for.

Sacramento, here we come.

Not to mention cum, and cum, and cum.

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Okay, so maybe it wasn't the brightest idea doing a hunt while his powers were so unstable, or going without sex to balance it, or even using this cloak that made his powers bite his skin painfully. Not to mention, the front of his mouth hurt like crazy per usual.

People, young men mostly, around the Dean's age, were drowning on a regular basis, one every six months. Too regularly to be passed off as accidents and highly suspicious to any Hunter worth his salt. So they were now helping a couple other non-marked Hunters find and destroy it. This Pagan goddess left a mark on its victims and they were all soaked afterward. Pagan Water god, yep, they got that part good.

The problem was there were lakes everywhere here and they couldn't figure out which body of water it was in. They just had to bless the lake and it would kill the thing. This Pagan goddess was a dark one and holy water hurt it. Turned the lake into holy water would prevent her from reforming and kill her in one fell swoop. They just had to figure out which one it was.

They had another problem much more serious than that one. The humans didn't know it but the ones with the Sex gods did. Dean hadn't done nearly enough sex to maintain his powers correctly, he hadn't eaten nearly enough sweets and he wasn't using enough power, suppressing it in the cloaking, using just enough to hide his god hood.

The others sensed nothing but Gabriel and the gods did. Their Head god was vibrating in place, vibrating painfully in place actually. His powers bit at him internally as he suppressed them and the ones escaping were eating at his skin and the cloaking barrier. It was a very painful experience but he'd felt worse pain so he could take it. Gabriel wanted to strangle him.

Him and Sam had been to this rodeo, rode that particular bull before. It had kicked their ass and tried to kill them and everyone in a hundred mile or so radius. And that was without the still not completely assimilated Norse god powers they had just acquired. Yeah, an explosion was imminent and it was going to make nuclear war look like a light snowstorm if it happened. Something definitely needed to be done. So Gabriel resolved to fix it for him and he was sure the Sex god would appreciate his efforts. Oh yeah, Gabriel could fix it and make it feel good, too. Yeah, he hadn't had sex in a week either, neither had the others and damned if they all thought taking each other over tables and into walls sounded damn appealing right now!

Never mind the temptingly close beds that looked so soft they could just see themselves…No, stop that thought! Crap, they needed to get laid soon or very public sex was going to definitely going to happen or at least be on the menu!

Too bad the other Hunters were the really perceptive ones and would notice that!

Dean and Gabriel headed to the library and went into the micro fiche room and looked at the old newspapers on film. Lots of young men dying and no clue which lake they had been at when it happened. Dry land drownings.

"Hey, how old were they again?" Dean said as Gabriel sat beside him reading out of the notebook they had been using to take notes in.

"Three were 16, four were 17." Gabriel said, and Dean looked up their names. Surprise, surprise, they went to David Trout High School here in town. So they went to the school website and looked up the student's names on it. There was a picture of the swim team and look who was on it. All of the victims minus one.

"Thomas Fuller, 16. Last one left." Dean said and had an idea. He researched the swim team's history. Every year the swim team got two new members and the two they replaced had died in 'accidental drowning' incidents. Hmm, strange no one noticed that. Unless…they were in on it. Shit! "The town, it's in on it. It has to be. Two members of the swim team, the same school's swim team at that, die every year for over a century and no one notices, it can't be a coincidence. They groom those boys for 16 or 17 years then sacrifice them to the Pagan god." Wow, a new low. Kind of made them lose a little faith in humanity there.

They called the other hunters and told them.

"Yeah, we found the next victim, you could follow him to the lake. The sacrifice should be done on a quarter moon, remember? So we need to see where they take him and see about stopping it there. We just have to bless the water and it'll die. Holy water is poison to it and if we poison the water it forms its body with, we kill it. Fairly simple really." Dean listened to the hunter, "Sure, just doing a little more checking here, should be back in an hour." He listened again.

"Thomas Fuller, age 16. Hold on, getting his address." Dean looked it up and found it, "1250 Lakewood Drive." He nodded now, "Uh huh, call me when you need us. Yeah, it's your show, we'll wait. You're sure?" He looked worried now.

"No, I just think you might need us." He listened and nodded, "I agree, we'll just follow and act as backup then. No, I understand, we're not offended." He listened again. "We'll be there if you need us."

He listened and smiled, "Glad to help. Not a problem. Okay, bye."

He pocketed the phone and chewed his lip. Gabriel wanted to flick it and make him stop it. That particular habit of his annoyed Gabriel to no end. "They want us to just back them up, say they can handle it." He chewed some more and Gabriel put a flicking finger in front of it, a playful look on his face.

"Quit that, Dean, I mean it." Gabriel eyed that lip and had a better idea.

"Make me." Dean teased and Gabriel smiled, using fingers to gently pry the lip free. He leaned in and touched his gum, healing and numbing it for a bit. Dean sighed in relief. Gabriel pulled him up out of his chair and smiled.

"Send the twins the others to be backup until we get there, baby." His hand grabbed Dean's groin and rubbed into it hard, "We need a minute." Dean moaned but sent the order through the mark, and the others ran out to find and follow the others, back them up if needed.

Gabriel grabbed Dean by his shirt and shoved him across the room, moving in a blur to catch him and pin him to a far wall. He kissed the god hard and Dean melted into the kiss, switches flipping all at once inside them both and they were losing it. Dean was so horny now he was ready to cum from the kiss alone but Gabriel wasn't going to let that happen, no way. He poofed their clothes away and lifted Dean up onto his hips, thrusting in, magically lubing and prepping him at the same time, and fucked him hard, shoving his back over and over against the wall, while Dean's head fell back and he arched gracefully into the angel, moaning loudly, one hand against the wall helping him thrust back into Gabriel harder while the other clawed at Gabriel's shoulder.

His eyes clenched shut and his mouth did that sexy 'Oh' thing, and Gabriel kissed him deep and hard, Dean returning it just as hard, both moaning and fucking harder now.

"So good, Gabe, so fucking good!" Dean moaned, such deep sexy moans, husky and deep throated sounds, making Gabriel body tighten, so ready to cum at the sounds of those moans. "So close, baby."

Gabriel turned and pushed their thrusting bodies to a table and let one hand slip between them and stroked his lover harder and faster until Dean's body arched up so beautifully and gracefully and they came hard together, with loud moans and sounds that could have been the other's name. Then Dean flipped Gabriel over and sucked him hard again, then sheathed himself onto him, riding him hard, using the man's knees as supports to help him balance better. Gabriel's hand grabbed Dean's hips roughly, bruising him but neither cared, it felt too good to stop. Both men arched and writhed, fucking faster and harder again, until they both were lost in the rhythm of each other's bodies thrusting against each other.

"I'm close, Dean." Gabriel said breathlessly, "Use your lust power on us, please, let it out, free your power, remove that fucking cloak and take me as my god, please!" Dean sighed in relief and did just that, lowered his cloaking, freed him power, which didn't hurt inside or outside anymore. He thrust that lust power into both of them and they lost all control and thoughts but that of fucking and cumming for each other. Gabriel pushed him to the floor, onto all fours, and took him hard again, biting his neck and clawing Dean's back and ass as he came screaming, his power and Dean's joining and swirling around and through them both now, angelic and god, so divine, so powerful.

They fucked for another half hour, cumming another dozen times and feeling every bit of how rough the sex had really gotten. Neither would walk straight for a day or two but damn they did feel better. Dean no longer vibrated in place, well, not until he put up the cloak again.

"I hate cloaking, it hurts and it represses my powers too much." Dean groaned and Gabriel nodded, cloaking may be an important skill but damn if it wasn't a bad thing for a major god like Dean to have to do."

"You can't keep cloaking for long periods, Dean. That's the problem." Gabriel said poofing their clothes back and turning the cameras back on and resetting the library room so nothing was out of place and no one could tell that two people had just fucked each other senseless in it for almost an hour. "You're too powerful and your powers are too unpredictable. You need to keep it down to shorter durations and let them out when the other hunters aren't around. You gods can't cloak like the others can and keep it up. We'll just have to find another way of hiding it for long periods. Your powers are ultimate, Dean, you shouldn't be using cloaking. Once your Norse powers click in, cloaking won't work at all for either you or Sam."

"That's why it hurts so much when I cloak?" Dean asked, it only hurt when he cloaked, otherwise he was fine.

"Yeah, that's why. Maybe…remember the sigils? The ones they used to hide you from angels and demons?" Gabriel had an idea.

"Yes, can't really forget them. They are forever engraved on our ribs for all eternity." Dean said and started the other Impala. Yes, they had found another Impala body and put a motor in it, and fixed it up, the old fashioned way, with everyone chipping in to help. They had finally got it done and hand painted it. Now both Impala's were identical but only one felt like Home, felt like theirs. The other just felt like a car.

I can whip up a god sigil by modifying the angel one and draw it on you guys whenever you have to hide your godhood. Well, you know how the sigils keep either angels or demons out?" Gabriel asked and Dean nodded, "This sigil will keep others from sensing your godhood and powers, keep them out so to speak while still not caging your powers. What do you think?"

"Could work. How soon until we can do this?" Dean asked, knowing he had to cloak soon if they were going to the lake.

"Need a few minutes but I should be able to work out a temporary one until I can improve the design more, make it work better. It will be removable so that once you don't need it, it is removed and everyone can sense you." Gabriel said eyes glowing, fingers making light trails in the air in front of him, adjusting the symbols and rearranging and adding parts to it. Ten minutes later, he conjured up an ink bottle and a brush, temporary ink, of course. He promptly removed Dean's shirt and painted the design onto his left pectoral opposite his anti-possession tattoo. One permanent, one not. They let it dry and then Gabriel poofed his shirt back on and smiled.

"That should work. I can revise it as I go. For now, it should keep most of your power in, if not all. They shouldn't feel it at all." Gabriel said, touching Dean's gums again as he winced, healing them and numbing them again. Dean smiled and Gabriel kissed his cheek, letting Dean pull him to his side, cuddling him as they approached the lake, seeing the other gods and Peter there by the car, waiting for them. "I love you, Dean."

Dean smiled and gave him a quick but deep kiss. "Love you, too, Gabe."

They sighed. "Can you cuddle me like this when we head to the next hunt? I kind of like this. Being close to you feels really nice, Dean."

"I'd like that, too, Gabe. You cuddle with me when we leave here, promise." Dean promised, kissing him quickly then getting out of the car pulling the angel with him, his hand still holding Gabriel's. He looked at the others who looked nervous. "They in there?"

"Yeah, they took the boy in there but damned if they can't find him now. It's like he vanished." Peter said shrugging. "Modi knows where he is, well, they are, but if we go in and just tell them, they might get suspicious. So we figured to wait on you guys. The ritual has to be done at dark so we have time."

"Where are they?" Dean asked, freeing his hand now and Gabriel approached as well.

"There's a series of tunnels nearby. The openings carved into some rocks up there, they have a temple built to the thing down there. I found it by searching for traces of recent magic and there it was. He's safe but damned if he isn't scared shitless." Modi explained. "So how do we tell them without actually telling them?"

"We could put it into their minds, make them think it was their own thought. Gabriel could probably do it; angels do it when they do the mind wipe crap, rewrite memories. We just need the location inserted there, maybe a way they found it, make it an accidental discovery, so to speak." Magdi added and looked at the angel, "Wanna try, you sexy angel you?" He chuckled now, he was only kidding, flirting with the gorgeous angel was one of his favorite past-times, right next to fucking him and then him fucking them right back.

"I could try. I need to get closer to them, a few feet should work." Gabriel said and concentrated, creating a memory to suit the job and getting it ready to implant into their minds. "I got it, now point me to them."

They crept through the trees a little ways to find the hunters eying the rock formation in question. Gabriel pushed the newly created memory into their minds and they stood back to watch and see if they needed their help, guns at the ready. The Hunters followed the hidden path up to the opening and went in, the others followed, at a discreet distance.

They all were surprised to find the cavern full of townspeople, including the kid's parents, standing around a pool of black water, and chanting in latin. They all understood the words and glared. The townsfolk were summoning the Pagan god now and it was coming, all the gods and hunters could feel its insidious evil heart coming.

The other Hunters joined them now.

"We need to distract them from the pool so we can bless it and the lake outside, preferably at the same time." Steven Warren said, one of the human Hunters they were helping. Dean was pleased to notice that the guy had not felt his powers or orbit yet, so the sigil was working, good.

"Dean, you bless the lake. I'll go with you." Gabriel said nodding. "You guys distract, do anything you have to, but distract." Nothing godlike was unspoken but heard anyway. Both men nodded and made their way toward the rather large group now while the other two hunters took the other way down.

Dante and Peter went high and Magdi and Modi went low. When they were in position, Dante leaped from his perch, landing heavily against the sobbing teen as he hung from a rope above the pool and swung them both to safety, cutting the rope quickly, and rolling his body around the teen's to absorb the landing so the boy wouldn't be hurt. He forced himself to stand up and Peter joined him, both practically pulling the teen along now. The townspeople followed and screamed in rage at them. Some waving guns they had hidden in their robes.

Bullets whizzed around them but Dante put a barrier around them that deflected the bullets and they ran. Meanwhile the human Hunters' called Dean by cell and they did the water blessing at the same time, and the Pagan god flew up and dove at them before realizing it had made its body out of pure holy water. It then hit the ground with a sickening thud and smoked so much it burnt the Hunters' eyes and became nothing but a smudge on the rock floor.

The townspeople were met by Dean and Gabriel with guns aimed at their faces, both hands each holding a gun, all four guns ready to kill them if the idiots blinked wrong.

"I wouldn't go any further if I were you." Dean said coldly, as Dante pulled out a gun of his own and the teen surprised them by grabbing his other one from Dante's lower back, the guy always carried a spare on hunt, better safe than sorry. "We'll drop you where you stand."

"You don't understand! The town, it will die if we don't…" The sheriff pleaded and the gods and Hunters all smiled coldly as well at the clearly delusional townsfolk.

"Don't kill your kids? Don't groom them to die someday? Do you even love them or are they like crops, you grow them, harvest them then kill them, and plant another crop to take their place?" Dean spat, shooting right by a man who had tried to get a drop on them. "I wouldn't, I'll aim a few feet higher next time, buddy." The man gulped and lowered his gun, eyes terrified now.

"Your god is dead." The Hunter, Steven, said joining them with their guns on the crazed townsfolk, too. "We killed it. You are sick shits, you know that. Sacrificing your kids to some water thing, and for what? Prosperity, long life? Yeah, we found your charter and we know how you stay such a rich place."

"Now we are leaving and your son here is going with us. Far away from you, if he wants. We'll give him bus fare to go wherever he wants, as long as it's away from you bastards." Dean added and turned to the kid, "You okay with that?" The kid smiled gently back in relief and nodded then his face got hard and his eyes cold as he looked at the townsfolk and his own family.

"I'm fine with that." The kid said aiming at the head of his Dad. "I never knew what you all were up to but I damn sure am not going to stay now that I know what you did. Any of you, like me, who didn't know and want to leave, come with me. Please don't die with this town; that is what is going to happen, right?" He looked at the Hunters who all nodded sadly.

"Yes, with the god dead and its blessing removed, the town will die, leaving this bunch of idiots behind to mourn its sad sickening passing." Jacob, the other human hunter said and a few other teens stepped out, leaving only the adults standing there, the other teens went to him and he forgave them, their parents had forced them to come to the ritual today, it was to be their initiation into the 'cult' so to speak. They would have been killed if they had refused to come to it.

They all backed up, leaving the sobbing and terrified group standing there. They loaded the cars, let the kids get their stuff together and drove them to the bus station, buying them tickets. They all headed to other relatives now, in other states, and did not mourn leaving the town at all.

The human Hunters thanked them for their helps and left as well, happy to put this town into their rearview mirror. The others, well, they had other plans.

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They all found a lake, a different lake. It would have been creepy to skinny dip in a lake previously occupied by the Water pagan god.

They all stripped down and waded in, enjoying the feel of the cool water on their skins. Peter waved them goodbye as he smiled and drove home to his family, who actually lived in the next town, strangely enough. He smiled fondly at them and kissed Dean on the cheek, paying him worship in his own way, not sexual, but not entirely platonic either. "Tell Sam I said Hi and send my love, and worship, of course." Dean hugged the man and smiled, touching his cheek.

"I wish you were interested, you are a very handsome man, Peter Wolfe." He leaned in and touched his lips softly, earning a soft smile from the sexy older hunter.

"If I ever got interested, I'd let you be my first, Dean. Promise. Love you anyway." Peter said and hesitated, grabbing Dean behind the neck and pulled him closer, kissing him harder, tongue slipping in and they kissed harder now but then stopped, "I never said I wasn't tempted, Dean, but I love my wife. I could never cheat on her, no matter how tempting you are to me. You I desire, Sam, too, but, my wife, I love her with all my heart." He eyed the man before letting him go, and backing up, "Call if you need my help again, Dean."

He pulled off and drove off smiling, glad to be returning home, but resolving not to tell her about the kiss. She bore the mark as well but he felt like it would be betrayal of their vows to give in to his desire for his gods. So he would not tell her and he would not give in to them. He would love them however, that he could do.

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The others pulled Dean into the water with them and he smiled at them, leering.

Dean's powers flowed freely now and he reached for the others as well, offering himself to them. They took turns kissing him and touching him, all getting hard now and desiring more. Magdi reached out and pulled him into his arms. They kissed hard now, knowing he hadn't been laid on a week making him impatient, Dean didn't mind really. Dean turned him around and worked him open with his fingers, Magdi moaning softly then louder once he was ready. Dean thrust in and started slow but got faster, starting deep and then going shallow, then deeper again, both men lost in the sex. He pushed lust into the man and Magdi lost all control. He writhed and fucked back into the god desperately now, both men so close to orgasm one touch could tip them over the edge. Dean gave that push and stroked him in time with their thrusts, and Magdi came screaming, moaning louder and louder with every orgasm that ripped through him, eventually pulling Dean with him, making the god cum with him just as hard as the Thunder god did.

Then Magdi returned the favor, letting Dean swim over to a small pier to hold on to the edge while Magdi worked him open as well, thrusting in, and taking him gentler now, making slow love to his god, kissing his neck and back, nipping at that tanned skin, sucking on it sometimes. His hands gripped Deans hips guiding him back onto him, controlling Dean's thrusts back onto him, both moaning sofly. "Magdi, so good, baby, so good." Dean moaned , arching back against him more, "Don't stop, please don't stop!"

"I can't stop, baby, can't stop." Magdi moaned, he was too close to stop, he was ready to cum now, so ready but needed Dean to cum when he did, "Love your ass, Dean, gonna cum in it." He moaned now louder, he was ready . "Cum for me, Dean, cum with me…please baby, cum with me." He reached around and stroked him hard a couple times and they both came shouting and fucking hard, impaling deep inside his god, cumming hard into him, body arching and heads back, moaning and shouting, pleasure rolling over them like the water they were making love in.

Dean stayed where he was and Modi took him as well, making love to him as well until they came shouting and moaning as well. Modi swam up to take Dean's place but lay on his back in the water. Dean worked him open that way and thrust in, Modi's legs wrapping around Dean's waist, and they started slow but ended up faster, moaning and writhing into each other, hands and lips working their bodies, the water allowing them to slide easily against each other now, lips meeting and eating at each other hungrily, bodies spiraling in pleasure and losing all thoughts as Dean's lust slipped into them of its own accord, making them cum shouting and forgetting to breathe as intense pleasure ripped them apart and put them back together over and over, leaving them soft puddles of satisfaction.

Dante swam over and kissed up his lover's back, Dean arching into each one. Dante let his power lightly brush Dean's skin, making it warm but not burn up. Dean's powers were called by his husband's Pheonix Fire and they wrapped around them now, completely filling them up with the need for each other. "I love you, Dean." He whispered and asked, "Can I make love to you?" Dante asked and kissed up that sexy neck and sucked on the ear, that oh so sensitive ear of his. "Want you, baby."

"Yes, baby, make love to me." Dean moaned softly and felt Dante enter him, wrapping his strong legs around his waist, him lying on the bank now, water brushing their bodies as they lay on the grass there. They kept their eyes locked and their hand and mouths worshipped each other's skin. Dante tasted like fire, Dean bit him repeated and sucked his blood, without realizing he was doing it but Dante did.

"Dean, what are you doing?" He pulled back to find Dean's mouth covered in his blood, and opened his mouth to check something out. Dean had fangs, long ones and sharp as needles where his canines were, they had slid down when he had bit Dante. Dante caressed those teeth remembering the feel of them sucking his neck just now and moaned, wanting more but knowing they had to be careful. "I want you drink me while I make love to you with those teeth, but I need you not to drain me, can you do that? Drink, let me heal, then drink a little more. A little at a time until I ask for more?"

Dean nodded feeling his teeth and shaking now. Dante hurried to reassure him, "It's okay, it's just a side effect from your joining with Dorian, the Triumvirant thing. You're still my husband, not a vampire, not entirely, you just inherited teeth and liking to drink blood sometimes, I'm okay with that, I really am. Just be careful doing it while we are making love, it may get out of control if we're not careful, baby." He leaned that sexy neck where Dean could reach it, the former bite gone already, "Please Dean, drink me while I make love to you, please!"

Dean leaned up and kissed along the neck, his new fangs brushing the skin hard but not biting until he found the spot almost to his jaw and sank his fangs in and drank that blood so full of fire. He liked the taste of the blood. He pulled off and let it heal, then bit again, drinking deeper but not drinking long. He kept this up and Dante lost all thought as those fangs sucked him, drank him, and he came screaming lost in the sucking of his blood and Dean's body pulling deeper, tightening and cumming with him as well.

He sat staring at Dante and blushed, trying to clean his face off, blood lightly coating that sexy neck, looking scared. Dante laughed and used the water to clean his neck and body off, but kissing Dean before he could wipe his mouth off then let him, wiping off his own. The fangs were still there and Dante smiled, thinking they looked sexy, and the glowing green iris' and pupils were such a beautiful sight to look at. "You're eyes, Dean, they're so beautiful that way." Dean conjured up a mirror and looked, smiling softly admiring them. "You're beautiful, baby! Teeth and all."

"Not afraid of me?" Dean had to be sure and Dante shook his head, smiling widely.

"Not in the least." Dean said, leaning in and kissing him, fangs and all, "I like the fangs and the eyes, I really do."

"So we can do this…" He motioned, referring obviously to what they had just done, "again sometime?"

"It's called Feeding Sex, and you do it with Dorian so yeah, I'd like to it with you now, too." Dante blushed and smiled a little shyer now, "It felt terrific when you bit me, lover."

"Then I guess I'll have to do it again later, won't I?" Dean purred, pulling the man below him and working him open as well, and thrusting in, nuzzling his neck, breathing his scent and memorizing it as his mate, and did not bite, although the urge was still there. The fire blood called but he ignored it easily. There was not bloodlust or real desire to drink it; he didn't hunger for it like vampires do. He just liked the taste of blood more, like another food he could eat if he wanted to. Weird.

He made love to his husband, taking it slow and taking his time to make him feel good, showing him he appreciated his acceptance of his new fangs and what they implied. Showing he loved him and cherished him, Dante came with one of his most intense orgasms ever and Dean came with him, declaring their love for each other and each other's names pouring from their lips, both taking their time working through their orgasms that followed, savoring every bit of pleasure and love they filled them with as a result.

"I love you, Dante." Dean said and stroked his face gently, kissing him softly now. "Forever and always."

"Me, too." Dante responded, "My mate, my husband."

Gabriel swam closer to them and coughed, "Are we done or do I get a turn?" He smiled wickedly. Dean laughed and smiled, he looked at Dante and smiled, showing his fangs a little.

"Mind if another joins us?" Dean green vampire eyes motioned to Dante and Gabriel smiled nodding eagerly. Dante and Dean swam out to him and he swam to the pier, Dante swam behind him kissing his neck softly and sucking on it, his hands firmly pressing along his body, playing with his nipples and slipping lower to stroke him hard.

"Want to fuck you, Gabe, fuck you good, both of us. Then…" Dante's hand stroked harder, and bit only the back of his shoulder and down his spine, suckling and licking that sexy back, "Damn I want you so bad, baby!" Dante was already hard and desperate to take the angel now. Dean pressed to his body into the angel's front and kissed his lips, fangs brushing his throat, that chocolate smell hitting his nose. "You smell like chocolate, baby. I never knew that before. I like it! I could eat you up. Can I drink you, lover, while we fuck you?" Dean wanted to taste him, so badly it should have scared him but it just didn't. Dean's shaft slid up against his and found friction, moving into each other and both men moaning and gasping as they rubbed into each other more and more, loving the sensation of it.

"Can I?" Dean asked as his mouth opened and hovered overly that chocolate scented skin. "Please? I won't hurt you, promise." Gabriel moaned and managed a nod as Dante thrust in after working him open up as they spoke, He thrust balls deep and fucked him slow savoring his tight ass around him, biting and kissing his neck as he fucked him. Dean moaned with a new want, the want to drink from the angel now, so hard it was making him lose focus, making him harder, making him thrust harder against the other man's shaft. "Yes…bite me please!" Gabriel pleaded, brown eye lust blown and unfocussed, head back and arching already. Dean moaned loudly and sank his teeth in, blood pouring out and over his tongue to fill his throat. He closed his eyes with the pleasure of drinking again, the angel tasted of power and was sweet, like candy on his tongue, wanting more.

Dean's hands had become claw like when he had bit him without knowing it, and Gabriel knew he would have bruises but didn't care. Fuck that bite was amazing, not painful but pleasure impersonified, overwhelming pleasure. Fuck, he could get used to that bite! "Bite lower, please!" Gabriel moaned, knowing where it would feel so much better.

"Where?" Dean managed to ask, pulling away and feeling Gabriel close to cumming now, Dante pounding into him and Dean rubbing into his throbbing shaft as well.

"Thigh, by..gah, damn , that feels so good, fuck me, Dante!" His head fell back onto Dante's shoulder and Dante kissed him now while he fucked him, both now lost in both the kiss and the spiraling pleasure pulling them apart with every thrust. Dean ducked under the water, parted his legs, sucked Gabriel hard under the water, then sucked his balls, still stroking him, found the part where his thigh met his balls and sank his teeth in there, the vein throbbing for him, drink him deep and fast cumming from drinking the angel this way.

Gabriel came screaming his pleasure with curses and loud moans, from all of it: Dante's mouth and hands on his body, his shaft pounding in and out of his ass, Dean stroking him so hard it almost hurt, just this side of too hard and Dean's fangs in his thigh, drinking him deep. It all was too much and he came shouting again, Dean's lust power filling them on its own again and then they came over and over, Dean switching sides, letting him heal, sucking him off then going to the other thigh, and sinking his fangs in and drinking him deeply again, cumming with them again as well.

The three men never noticed the water tossing and turning around them, as winds whipped the waters into frenzy that matched the frenzied sex with each other, lightning and thunder rolled and flashed and the other could only watch as the three men never let up fucking each other the whole time.

Now Dean lined up and thrust into Gabriel and Dante rubbed shafts with the angel. they got carried away by their pleasure again, and no one noticed Dean glowing and giving off sparks, like lightning, so lost in each other, lust power fueling them now, allowing no thought but that of what they were doing to each other. Dean pulled back Gabriel's hair and found the spot behind his right ear and sank his fangs in, drinking him again fucking him even harder now, the blood driving him to do it, like an aphrodisiac he had taken and wanted more of. Dante sucked him hard and stroked him while rubbing into him, they all came shouting again, the wind blew harder, the thunder boomed louder, and the lightning struck Dean as he shouted out his orgasms, one after the other, unable to stop, burning up and not caring, only wanting to claim his angel again and again. He had stopped drinking a while ago and so he bit again, and drank him again, moaning at how great he tasted, so sweet, so powerful.

Soon they were spent and Gabriel kissed Dean's blood stained mouth, loving the taste of his blood in that sexy mouth, and Dante came up and kissed Gabriel and Dean softly almost purring with satisfaction. Dean wiped his mouth clean and felt the fangs go up into his gums again and smiled, kissing them softly now, fang free.

Then he was frozen in place as the storm formed funnel and centered over him, then picked him up, surrounded him and absorbed themselves into his body until they were gone and he was floating, then falling hard into the water, and they dove to get to him worried. He was pulled up to the bank and checked over. Dean opened his green eyes with their godly glow, so different than his vampiric ones. He smiled and said, "Wow, that is power!" He cuddled into Dante's shoulder purring with intense satisfaction, and almost falling asleep, overloaded with pleasure and power. "I love fucking you guys, all of you."

Both Thunder brothers bent down and Dante sat him against his chest, propping him up.

"Drink us, too? Please? A small one, we want to know how it feels." Magdi pleaded and Modi nodded.

Dean smiled tiredly and leaned up, fangs coming down. He sank them into their necks, tasting the cold and power inside them, the desire and want, and knowing the frost giants loved him totally, he owned them and they owned him. They tasted good and like they were perfectly his!

"Mine!" He growled and his vampiric eyes glowed.

The Thunder twin nodded smiling, both feeling very unfocussed and like they were more than a little drunk right now. That bite was pure lust and pleasure. They were willing to bet Sam's would be devotion and love. His power felt that way anyway, so different from Dean's but always complimenting it, making it better when they were combined.

"Yours." They said and they all nodded, laughing, the fangs receding again, leaving perfect teeth with petal like lips framing them, completing their perfection.

They headed to the cars to return to the motel to rest, they just wanted to cuddle and fall asleep cuddling.

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Sam lay in the backseat leaning into Wayne, his fangs down now and his nose at the god's throat. He didn't remember stopping the car nor did he remember how he got there. He just knew the man smelled…too good to resist.

"Your teeth, Sam." Wayne teased, touching them, both men were naked and damned if Sam hadn't managed to thrust into his ass when he had been distracted. Having a sexy god on top of you had that effect on a guy. "Fuck me, baby. Please move!" he felt desire fill him and then Sam thrust out then thrust into hard again hitting his nerve bundle. Now he was being fucked faster and he desperately wanted to feel those fangs in him. "Your fangs, drink me while you fuck me, please!"

Sam's tongue felt the teeth and found the fangs. "You're not afraid?" Sam asked a hazel eyes glowing now with vampiric power, "I might hurt you."

"Never, baby, you'd never hurt me. Just drink me, it's okay. I replenish fast, too, like you guys do." Wayne reassured him, it was true, his blood regenerated instantly so there was never a worry of draining him dry. He was always full of blood " Wayne bent his neck and Sam leaned in, smelling his neck, feeling the power. He smelled like incense, lightly wafting incense, a god smell.

Sam opened his mouth and sank those fangs in, then drank him deep while fucking the man slow, then steady then hard, stroking him in time with his thrusts . "Mine!" Sam growled, entwining finger into his hair winding it around his hand until it was tight and Wayne's head was pulled back at a painful angle, "You're mine! Who owns you? Tell me!" Sam brushed his throat with his fangs, seeking ownership before biting, to seal him as his own.

Wayne whimpered but not in pain, the pain was so pleasurable he almost came from the hair pulling alone, he felt Sam call to own him and let it claim him, let it own him body and soul. His Sammy, owned by Sam , best idea ever! "Yours, you own me!" He meant every word, selling his soul, his body, his heart, and his godhood to the god seeking to own him so completely right now.

Sam growled and sank his fangs in, sealing the god to him completely, drinking him down deep and hard, never letting up his thirsty gulps of his blood as it now poured into his mouth, cumming deep inside him, the man cumming all over him. Sam's cumming in his ass one more time, completing his claim on him, sealing him forever as his.

He climbed over the front seat and pinned Dan down, too. Nuzzling him, licking his neck, smelling him, so human, so beautiful, so loved by him, his god. His to own and to claim. "Mine!" He pinned his head back by the hair, the red head moaning now, turned on from the rough treatment, Damn , the hunter thought, this god knew how to use pain, fuck it felt good! "Own you, who owns you? You're all mine!"

Dan knew what this would mean to him but didn't care. He would be owned by Sam, it's the only thing that made sense to him right now. "Yours, I'm yours. You own me!" Sam kissed him softly and smiled, the soft Sammy smile he loved to see, they all loved to see. Then he thrust into Dan's ass and fucked him slow, then gradually harder, stroking him in time with every thrust, then leaning down and sinking his fangs into his neck, drinking him, then stopping to fuck him while kissing him hard and deep, hands grasping and groping at his body, Dan's pulling Sam more inside him and wrapping his legs around him to fuck him deeper and harder into his ass with every thrust. Then, as he was cumming with a scream and curses, Sam sank his fangs in and drank him as they both came at the same time, eyes closed and bodies arching.

Sam cleaned the blood off of them with a cloth from under the seat and included his own face and body. He pulled them into magically enlarged back seat and pulled into his sides, magically covering them with a blanket. He decided to just pop them there in the morning, he wanted to cuddle with his lovers and damned if another hunt was going to get in the way of that!

"Mine?" He asked smiling up at each of them, happy and lovingly, owning them with the same look.

"Yours." Wayne said with adoration and love filling him he had never felt before, Sam owning him.

"Yours." Dan said with adoration and love also, full of it, knowing Sam owned him completely as well.

"Master?" Wayne said unsure. What did his most loved one desire to be called?

"Sam, Sam will do, baby. Call me Sammy." Sam said feeling completely fulfilled knowing he owned these men and they loved him, they were his.

"Sammy." Wayne said reverently, and Sam nodded, kissing him in return and holding him close.

"Sammy." Dan said the same way as Wayne, and got kissed and held as well.

"We love you, Sammy, you own us completely, you know that right?" Wayne asked, listening to his most loved ones heartbeat, sighing happily.

"Yes, are you okay with that?" Sam worried, he hadn't meant to hurt them or scare them off.

"Perfectly okay, Sammy, we want you to own us. You are our most loved one. We will never love another more." Dan said and smiled, kissing his cheek before he laid his down on his chest and fell asleep, "Sammy." Dan said softly, savoring the name and loving it more than any other name in the world.

"Sammy." Wayne said as well, and loved the sound of that most perfect name. He fell asleep as well.

Sam fell asleep between them and they smiled contentedly in their sleep, loving their god even more now.

They popped into Sacramento at first light and met the hunters, looking sex tousled but not really caring if they saw it. Hell, they wanted to shout it from the rooftops themselves! The hunters only saw three tired hunters and they let them believe it.

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Dean called shortly after and Sam answered it, smiling happily, cuddling his new loved ones to him. "Hello."

"Hey, Sammy. Figure out why my mouth hurt before. You?" Dean said. Sam was happy, very happy. Why?

"Yeah, fangs, we drink blood now. Not vampiric though." Sam said, laughing as both men reached up and kissed him, and told him they loved him. They got up to shower now, letting his gaze pour along their bodies and earning a soft smile and a heated look before heading in to shower.

"What did you do when yours came in?" Dean just had to ask, those two had not been that in love with Sam when he had last seen them.

"Owned and claimed Wayne and Dan as Loved Ones, a sacred love thing apparently. Feels nice though." He got quiet now and sighed sadly, feeling like he was still missing his other part. "I miss you terribly though, feels like I'm missing you, here in my chest, in my heart. Wish we could have done this together." Sam cried a little now, Dean's voice laying claim to him the way it always had, the way his did to Dean as well. "Love you, baby. So much."

"Miss you, too, baby. Love you, Sammy, always!" Dean asked, "Your bite must be devotion and love. It make sense, it goes with your power, love. Mine must be pleasure and lust then, to match my power."

"You never told me what you did when yours came in." Sam pointed out, really wanting to know.

"I made love to Dante and drank him deep then we fucked Gabriel and I drank him, a lot! Drove them both insane with pleasure and lust." Dean admitted, "Think the love thing you did to them is fading?" He doubted it. Sam's powers leaned more to the permanent whereas his leaned to the temporary. Suddenly he felt sad and ashamed, he wanted permanent, too.

"Doesn't look like it." Then Sam caught Dean's thought and popped to him, not caring who saw him arrive, he would not let Dean think that way, he was permanent, he was Sam's! "Baby, don't be sad. Just because your power is different, doesn't make it any less terrific!" He looked him deep in the eyes and smiled, "You're my permanent, baby, you're my forever!" He sighed and smiled, "I love your power. At least it doesn't enslave people, like mine does. Traps them with us."

"That's not true. Sure, your power is the one that ties them there but it's us they love not just you, so it doesn't matter if it ties them to us, as long as they love us and decide to stay." Dean reassured him and smiled, taking his hand, "Yours gets them there, and mine pleases them once they're with us. So I suppose the temporary or permanent thing doesn't really matter, right?"

Sam shook his head, "Not really, although I like yours best, they feel so damn amazing!" He smiled at Dean now, "I love you, Dean, always will." He eyed the door of the room. "Where are the others?"

"Gone." Dean said pulling him closer and letting him feel how hard he was from him just being there. "Our people are down the street in the restaurant eating. Won't be back for a while." His hand moved lower now, his fingertip pressing circles around Sam's hole, brushing along the rim, making him moan. "Gonna own your ass, Sam. Gonna own you. Mine." He pushed the finger in and Sam moaned softly, wanting more, so ready for Dean to fuck him now.

"You own me already, Dean, but fuck me anyway. I missed you fucking me lately, been too long. Please fuck me!" Sam pleaded and Dean magically lubed them up. He laid him on his back and thrust in, taking him hard and fast making him writhe beneath, begging and moaning for him to own him. Dean fucked him harder now, leaning into that sexy neck he owned too.

"Bite me when I bite you, Sammy. Please, wanna try…damn you feel good, so tight …fuck I missed this, missed fucking you!" Dean moaned and arched into him, and neither noticed the maid that had walked in on them stare at them for a minute then run out in embarrassment, leaving the door all the way open. They fucked anyway, moaning louder and louder, crying out and bodies slamming into each other echoed around the room and out the door, they fucked harder now.

Dean sank his fangs into Sam's neck and Sam's sank his into Dean's. They felt the power in those bites hit them full force and fucked hard, Dean pulling Sam's knees over his shoulders and thrust in even deeper now, their powers activating and blowing the door shut with a loud slam! They couldn't stop. Lust wrapped itself through Sam and Love took Dean over entirely, making them crave more and more of each other and their blood, it tasted like power, like love and lust so entwined you couldn't tell where on ended and the other began, full of desire and want, and most of all, of Eternity binding them with every touch and moan.

They came screaming into each other as they drank each other even deeper now as their orgasms ripped through them and they fucked hard through every one, drinking that blood that bound them ever deeper into each other, as it always had.

They went to shower together and kissed. They washed each other and gently caress each other, knowing they would have to part soon and hating that thought, trying to delay it as much as they could. "Could we meet somewhere and trade people or …maybe one person?" Sam said quietly, the others were just as capable as them of fighting the pagan gods, why couldn't they trade?

"Who'd you have in mind?" Dean asked biting his lip, Sam pulled it out and kissing it better.

"You." Sam whispered, "I can't be without you anymore, not anymore. Please?" He put his forehead to Dean's, "I don't know if it's what we just did using our powers on each other or what, but I just…I need you with me, Dean. Please?" he cried now, "I miss you so much when you're gone."

"Yeah, We'll trade. I missed you, too. I don't want to be without you anymore either." Dean smiled now, feeling the tightness in his chest loosening now, he needed to be with Sam right now, too. "So we form one group then?"

"Yes, please." Sam sighed, "Don't want go, want to stay with you." He knew he had to but it didn't make it any harder to do.

"Be with you sooner than you think. Where are you, baby?" Dean said, not wanting him to go either. He wanted to keep him by his side forever. Never leaving it again. "Never want you to leave my side again, never leave after this. We hunt together from now on, promise?" He could let him go if it was the last time he had to.

"I want a ring." Sam said, and sighed.

"A ring?" Dean asked, and Sam sighed, nodding.

"Wedding ring from you, only you. Like we did with the others." Sam said, "It's corny I know, It's just, well, I want it."

"Then you'll get it." Dean promised and Sam smiled happily, eyes on Dean's face glowing even brighter.

"Really?" Sam said softly, he was getting a ring!

"Really. I should have put a ring on you years ago but hey, better late than never, baby." Dean said kissing his sadness away. "Give us half an hour. Where is that restaurant again?" Sam grinned happily and told him, and Dean said he'd been there soon, to wait for him there.

Sam nodded and dressed, reappearing in his own room and rushing the others, then driving to the restaurant like hell hounds were chasing him. They joined the others and saved room for the ones coming, Sam keeping the seat empty beside him and watching the door with hopeful eyes. Twenty minutes later, he was rewarded to find Dean walking through it, looking as hard for Sam as he had been looking for him. Sam ran to him and Dean met him halfway, they hugged tightly and kissed deeply, putting their souls into it. Never apart again, not again. Too hard apart.

They ignored the looks and comments and sat down, Dean claiming his rightful place at Sam's side kissing his hand and using one arm to pin him to his side while Sam did the same to him. The others watched them and smiled lovingly, their gods, their lovers. Their eyes claiming those gods for themselves as well right then.

"What'll you have?" Not one looked at her with even the faintest interest. A table of gorgeous men and not one looked at anyone but the kissing men and each other, as if no one else mattered. Which it turns was true, at least for them.

"Coffee." Came the mutual smiling reply and the waitress forgot to breath as they laughed at saying it at the same time.

"Breakfast platter you have on the board." The blonde one said, with an arm around the other playing with his friend's hair, kissing his cheek, "You want one, too?" the other nodded, smiling happily.

"Us too." Said the dark-haired youth and the red head cuddling to his side, smiling contentedly but casting loving glances at the two beautiful men in the corner, both barely sparing anyone any attention but for each other.

"Us, too." Said the handsome brunette and the totally hot dark-haired man, who also cuddled together, smiling, eyes on the men in the corner as well.

"And you?" She asked and felt dizzy when two pairs of eyes hit hers, one shining green, the other glowing hazel, both smiled at her and she realized she had never seen one, let alone two more beautifully, divinely, sinful men in her whole measly existence.

They had to repeat their order three times before she got it right. "Blueberry pancakes with whipped cream, not syrup." Then the shorter green eyed one smiled sexily, "A carafe of Orange juice too, please?"

She went to get the drinks before she hyperventilated in front of them. All the other waitresses were staring at them too!

"Wow!"was the general concensus of those men at that table. The beautiful ones slid her lustful glances and she blushed. Later they left the table and caught her by the restrooms and offered her a chance to come back to their room with them. She agreed whole heartedly.

After breakfast, she took her break and went to their room. They made love to her, they fucked her, they gave her more pleasure than she had ever felt, and then she had to return to work. They walked her to the door and kissed her goodbye smiling sinfully. She walked back dazed and feeling more than a little mellow from the afterglow of such amazing sex. With beautiful strangers as well.

The others went on and on about the pretty 'queers' from that morning and she said nothing. Those men weren't queer, sure they like men and loved each other, but damn they knew how to please a woman! Definitely not queer, bi possibly.

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Later that day, they all got separate rooms.

Sam and Dean lounged in theirs, sated and feeding each other sweets.

"Love you, Dean." Sam said, kissing some chocolate sauce off his jaw. "Missed you, never be apart again!"

"Never apart again." Dean agreed, licking a dollop of whip cream from Sam lip. "Missed you too much, love you, Sammy."

They cuddled happily and ate their sweets while the other hunters did research, loving that they finally were together again, for forever this time.

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The other hunters, the unmarked ones, returned to find the matching Impalas parked in front of Sam's room and knocked. Dean answered it with a grin and wearing only a towel, explaining Sam was showering and would be out soon. He asked about the case and explained he would be hunting with Sam from now when he hunted and they accepted this, the brothers had always hunted together so they were used to it. What surprised the was the casual way they acted when Sam came out and Sam touched Dean's shoulder and asked where the duffel was with the clothes, he wanted to do some laundry.

There was more than brotherly love in the light touch Sam had given Dean's shoulder and there was something in their eyes when they eyed the messed up bed and smiled, temporarily forgetting the Hunters were there.

Yeah, those Hunters had to admit there had always been something too close about them two and now they knew what but didn't care. Sure there was more there, not mentioned but known anyway; they were still the best damn Hunters in the country and that's what mattered.

Later, Gabriel secretly painted the sigil on Sam and he could give up cloaking and relax. Cloaking made their powers hurt now, it wouldn't work for them.

They finished the hunt with minimal trouble, destroyed its tree…again a tree, really? Pagan gods weren't very bright apparently, like the Hunters wouldn't see that as a pattern! Voila, one group saved the innocents, the other fought the Pagan god, and the others burned the tree.

Afterward they headed back to Olympus and found the others all back from their hunts as well, every last one of them. They all smiled when Bobby mentioned Christmas was a week away and the ones that loved the holiday explained it to the ones that didn't know about it what it was. Invitations were sent to their marked hunters and the party was planned. Dean and Artemis got the tree for them. Everyone did their own shopping, usually in large groups. The Sex gods decorated magically again and those who cooked, cooked what they wanted to cook for the dinner. Christmas music filled the house soft but definitely clearly heard.

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Dean sat at the counter and looked at the wedding bands, trying to find one he liked for his Sammy.

"Can I help you, sir?" the salesman asked and he nodded, smiling that 1,000 watt smile of his and the guy had to smile back.

"Yes, I'm looking for a man's wedding band with a diamond in it. I don't see one here. I need a set, by Christmas." Dean said and pointed to one in the corner, maybe like that one, but with a small diamond in the center, right about there. He pointed to the very front there and the man tried to tell him they couldn't have it that soon for him. Dean ignored him, made a call, and waited. He heard a familiar voice eventually and smiled up at the arriving man.

"I got this, Stephen. Go help that other customer please." Stefano said leaning in to Dean and Dean kissed him softly, both men smiled now and turned back to the rings, "Hi, Dean, so you're looking for a diamond for…"

"Sam, my Sammy." Dean said smiling fondly at the name. "He wants a ring and so do I. A set if possible."

"I can do that for you myself, is this the ring you wanted one in?" he held the one Dean had been pointing at before.

"Yes, not too big a diamond though, Sam likes understated things." Dean said and Stefano never questioned how he knew that. Stefano knew they were godmates, soulmates, and husbands in their hearts. He loved that man more than he could ever love anyone. "You coming to the party Christmas?"

"Yes, I just RSVPed yesterday." He paused here and said, "I need to ask you a question, Dean."

"Yes, you can spend the night after the party, been too long since we've been with each other." Dean teased and chuckled at his friend's blushing cheeks. "No, go ahead. Just messing with you, couldn't resist, you look so sexy when you blush that way. What's up?"

"I think we need to set up a council for the vampires. A Vampire council of people you trust implicitly." Said Stefano, "To keep us in line. Vampires get treacherous if left to their own devices. You need to make sure your rules are enforced, like that Laurie and Stuart do with the wolves. It makes sense, don't you think?"

"Yes, who did you have in mind to head this council?" Dean asked following him to the workshop and they worked on the ring together for Dean and Sam.

"Dorian, for starters, and me, then a couple gods and a couple of the Immortal servants like that psychic lady and maybe Ash. Definitely one of the Pheonixes, either one will work." Stefano suggested and smiled as Dean pressed him a corner, kissing him into a wall. "I missed you, baby."

"Missed you, too, Stef." Dean said kissing his neck and nipping down his body, his hands stroking that sexy Vampiric skin. He knelt down and went to take him into his mouth, "Missed this." He sucked him now and the vampire moaned softly and Dean magically sound proofed the room and locked the door as well. Now he smiled and sucked harder, slipping two finger into him, one at a time, taking his time doing it then adding another, scissoring him open, the man moaning louder now, thank goodness he thought to sound proof the room. He turned the man around and grabbed his hips, and pulled them to him, thrusting in slowly, working himself in until the vampire was comfortable with him there and was thrusting back onto him as well, begging with his body and words for more.

"Please, baby, fuck me already. I need you to fuck…oh, Dean!" Stefano gasped and now moaned more, his body writhing more, needing more now. Demanding more and getting it. Dean took him slow then worked up to fast, going shallow then deep, and mixing it up, and stroking him as well. Both men fucked harder now, Stefano back and Dean forward, until they were close, too close to stop or slow down. "Love you inside, baby, been too long! So close, Dean, so close, cumming, baby, cumming now!"

"Oh, Stef., coming now, such a tight ass, want to…oh fuck baby! So good, lover!" Dean was almost there but then Stefano came hard, ass clenching him painfully hard and pulling Dean over the edge with him, cumming with a shout and a loud moan and with their breathes sped up, hitching and then catching, neither caring if they ever breathed again as long as they could cum this way. Dean pulled that longer lasting power into them both, called on instant lust, and felt his fangs descend. He pulled that long hair back painfully and bared that sexy throat, and sank his fangs in, drinking his lover, as he came into him, orgasms expanding with the power in his bite and in the power he had just pushed into the writhing man pressed tightly against him now.

They lost all ability to think or talk, only able to mindlessly fuck through the other orgasms until they receded, and the power returned to Dean again, and Stefano kissed his bloody mouth happily before grabbing a towel to clean them off.

They redressed with a thought from Dean and Stefano put the rings into a black velvety box for him, and waived the offer to pay for them. "A gift to my gods, I am glad to give you these, and myself." He kissed Dean softly and Dean kissed him back, holding him gently. "Love you both, you know that, right?"

Dean nodded and smiled, "We love you too, Stef. Always will."

Stefano asked hesitantly, "I can still stay after the party, with you two, for sex, right? You were serious about that?" He wanted to stay and enjoy their bed for day, if he still meant it that was.

Dean nodded again, "Yes, don't even think of leaving. We want you to stay; we hardly ever get to see you anymore as it is." Stefano nodded as well.

"Pagan gods? Other creatures getting antsy? I heard." He touched Dean's face softly, "I worried about you guys, all of you, especially Dorian."

"We're doing good. There seems to be a lull going on right now, guess they don't like Christmas much." Dean said shrugging, pocketing the box and sighing, "I have to go, baby, the party prep and all, still not done gift shopping, and well, I wish I could stay the night here with you, let Sam join us."

"I'd like that but I know you can't right now." Stefano and Dean were in the main store right now and they held hands until they hit the door, "Come early, Christmas Eve, stay a couple days then, can you do that?" Dean asked this pulling the man closer, leaning his forehead into Stefano's, eyes gazing deeply into his.

"Yes, I'd that very much, Dean." Stefano leaned so his lips touched Dean's and gave him a soft kiss, full of love. "Be there in no time, promise. Love you so much!"

"Love you, too, Stef." Dean said touching his face one last time then jumping in surprise as Sam appeared behind him, being stealthy.

"Oh, I see what's taking so long." Sam said and approached Stefano, kissing him softly as well, "Missed you, Stef. Love you, too." He looked at Dean and asked, "He's coming early, on Christmas Eve, right? You did invite him to come early like you said you would?" Dean nodded smiling and Sam went to the vampire and asked, "You coming early then, I can't wait to show you Olympus! You're going to love it."

"I'll be there tonight if you'd let me, as soon as the store closes." Stefano nodded eagerly and both their faces lit up with a happy thought.

"Wait here after you lock up, we'll pick you up after we're done shopping." Sam said grinning now, "We'll stop at the estate, get your stuff together, and then head home, with you." he kissed him deep and hard now. "So glad you will be coming with us tonight. I want to make love to you, too."

"I want to stay with you for a few days. I missed you so much lately. We've been busy, too. Tons of nests showing up, and succubuses, and incubi, too. No demons though." Stefano said grimly, "They really hate our Pantheon, by the way."

"Good, we hate them too. Wouldn't be doing our job if they liked us, would we?" Dean said arrogantly grinned, liking they were winning and the baddies knew it.

"So, catch you in here in a couple hours, right?" Sam asked and Stefano nodded, heading back into the store now, eyes bright and happy. They leaned in and took turns kissing him gently, a promise of more to come. "Love you, baby, we both do."

"I know. I love you guys, too." Stefano responded and then smiled, "See you soon."

"Yeah, see you soon." Dean agreed and they parted ways, Stefano into the store and them to the stores, Sam tugging him eagerly along and Dean laughing at his eagerness. Sam had always loved Christmas and he was going to make sure it stayed that way, starting with the box in his jacket.

Two hours later and 7 bags of gifts later, they met Stefano as he locked up the store, and they headed to the limo, and were in the air on Stefano's private jet an hour later, his second in command left in charge in his absence now.

They made love on the plane and didn't stop until it landed, and they left the plane looking decided debauched and tousled, smiling very smugly now, really pleased with themselves now. They held his hand and tugged him to the car again, the captain bringing the bags and loading them into the trunk for them and closing it.

They drove to Bobby's, letting Dante drive while they cuddled with their vampire lover in the backseat, taking turns kissing him softly, savoring his presence there between them, where he hadn't been for a while. "We missed you, baby." Sam said laying a head on the man's shoulder, Stefano's arm pinning him there, happily holding him there.

"Missed you, too." Stefano said and smiled feeling happier than he had in weeks. Stefano had no other lovers but the gods, he wanted no one else. "I haven't been with anyone since I was with you last time. I don't love nor want anyone but you two, you see." He sighed happily, "I needed this."

Sam looked upset now, Dean, too.

"You mean all this time, you haven't even…fooled around with anyone, even casually?" They felt bad now, it had been months and they had thought he had sex with others besides them. They had abandoned the man and hadn't known it. "Just us, no one else has made love to you since we last…visited?"

"No." Stefano said rushing to ease their concern, "It's okay, I was okay. I'm just not that type. I choose a mate, or two like I have with you, and I'm only with them, you see? I was fine, really. I'm in love with you guys, you knew that. I said I wanted no one but you, and I meant it. I'm yours, you see. I have been since you claimed me all those months ago, over a year ago I believe." He tried to ease they obvious self-recrimination. "You didn't know I felt that strongly about you, it's not your fault. I wasn't hurt, I know you loved me and I knew I wasn't the only one you loved, so I shared and waited. You'd get to me eventually, I'm patient that way."

"No, we should have taken you at your word and paid you more attention. We never meant to neglect you, Stef, you should have said you needed more frequent attention, we'd have given it to you. We have been asses. We're so sorry, baby, so sorry." Dean said and kissed him again, "We won't do that again. We're going to make this up to you, baby. Promise, we love you and we're sorry we left you alone so long. So it's really just us in your bed, you lovers, no one else?" He liked that, he would be jealous of anyone being with the man besides them now. No one else touched him, kissed him, made love to him but them. They'd kill anyone who tried.

"Yes, I love you with all my heart and don't want anyone but you two, ever again." He smiled happily at them, "I'm yours for forever."

"No one gets you but us, no one, from now on." Sam said jealously, he had thought the man would find other lovers as well, and now knew he would never let anyone have him but them now, they were his life mates and they would bear no other touching him that way ever again. He was theirs.

"They haven't tried. They saw you make me yours before, that part has never changed." Stefano said contentedly and smiled into Dean's shoulder, "So sleepy, baby."

Dean helped him out of the car and carried the now almost sleeping vampire inside, gently cuddling him and laying him down by where they liked to lay so he could lay by them later when they joined him. They both kissed the vampire softly, whispered loving words and tucked him in for the night, so exhausted from the trip and lovemaking, so satisfied and happy now. They wouldn't neglect that wonderful man again.

They headed down and unpacked the trunk, bringing in the gifts to put under the third tree, the others were piled too high to hold anymore. They spent the night wrapping them themselves, shooing the others out and were surprised to see God sitting cross-legged in front of them eventually, reaching for the tape, looking young and human, barely glowing at all.

"I was waiting for you to return." God said and they shrugged.

"Sorry, we were distracted." Dean admitted, but both gods blushed furiously, God chuckled.

"I noticed." He said and smiled. "I love this holiday, you know? The children are so happy and the mortals are so full of good feelings this time of year."

"We like that part, too." Sam admitted and Dean nudged him, smiling and nodding too. "Is something wrong, Dad? Can we call you Dad? In private?"

"Yes, I'd like that. Nothing is wrong, I just wanted to see if you wouldn't mind if I spent Christmas with you, as your father. I know it's new and you have other guests and concerns but I find myself wishing to have a relationship of sorts with you, even a tenuous one would be nice. I would like to spend time with you more, both of you, my sons." God admitted and they did the most amazing thing. They leaned over to him and hugged him, kissing his cheeks, crying. They felt him hug them back and then parted when he released them as well.

"We'd like that a lot." Dean said eagerly, and added, "We love you, too."

"So I hear I have a throne here, can we go see it?" God asked and they hurried to put the gifts under the tree then tugged him along to the throne room, where he went approached his throne and marveled at it. "They did this for me? They willingly serve me, too?"

"Yes, we do." All the gods came out and shrugged nervously, Egyptian, Norse, and Greek all there. "We felt you arrive and figured we should meet. We are all that are left of the major gods in this part of the world. We're afraid of you but we love your sons dearly and are willing to serve them, and that means we serve you in a way, so we added the throne…so you would have place to sit if you decided to visit us, or attend a meeting of the gods when we have one. We wanted you to feel welcome, Olympus is yours in a way too." Artemis explained and God smiled, such a beautiful smile!

"I know. I created it long before you gods came into being, just for you. You see, I knew you would come along and would need a home and that home would someday belong to my sons, and so would you. I watched over you, each one of you, kept you alive so you could join them when the time was right, and I knew you would give it to them someday and I kept them alive long enough to claim you and their home as well, all these Millenia, waiting for this day." He sat in his throne and they all took theirs, Bobby and the others hearing the silent call to order and sitting as well. "I think now would be a good time for that meeting of the gods, don't you?"

They all nodded and they talked, discussed the Pagan god issues, the supernatural increase of population, and what they had planned to help protect the human and Hunters better. He said they were doing good but had to keep at it. Evil was growing and they would have to keep fighting it, even harder. He gave them all new powers to fight it better except for his sons, who already had enough power, the others just needed more. The angels stood beside them on the throne platform in full angel armor and swords drawn in respect, glowing softly and their wings partially unfolded, one between each throne there. They looked very somber and holy right then.

Soon they had discussed and worked out the issues to all their satisfactions. He smiled benevolently and admitted, "I like you all, love you even. You are good for this world and for my sons." They smiled in relief, "Don't be afraid, I would never harm you, I will help you from now on, all of you."

They all went to bow and he looked at them in annoyance, "You finish those bows, I will punt you across Olympus like a football." They all stood up quickly and apologized. He smiled kindly to take the sting from his words, "I get bowed to enough, I don't need you to bow too. You are my chosen, my holy generals and warriors I have chosen to help my sons protect the Earth, my greatest creation, the humans themselves. You have no need to bow but pay respect is good. You are all blessed creatures now, not pagan, not heathen, you are mine."

"Thank you, Lord." They all said and stood, awaiting orders. The meeting was still on.

"This meeting of the gods is dismissed, feel free to leave. I myself am wanting to decorate Olympus for Christmas right now, so excuse me." God left and they scattered, going back to what they were doing before, feeling better and little less nervous about God now.

God added different colors to the clouds and hung golden garland around it, decorating the throne room and the others rooms with holly and mistletoe as well. He put Christmas trees in different areas, one in each room and in the barracks for the others, complete with wrapped gifts from him under each one. He lined the Golden Gates with golden garland and clear lights, adding clear lights all around Olympus as well.

When he was done, they all smiled. They had never seen Olympus look so…Christmasy before, so bright and colorful, they liked it! He headed into the house tugging Bobby along, smiling sexily at his mate who blushed and sighed happily. The gods headed into the house and the others followed, some returning to their barracks and some just sitting on a cloud and spending time together, eating ambrosia and laughing together, feeling safer and lighter now that they knew God was no threat to them. They wanted to serve him, serve his sons.

The boys cuddled into each other and Dean bit his lip, Sam pulling it out again, kissing him.

"What is it?" Sam asked, Dean was thinking too hard again, he always bit his lip when he did that. Sam had to know why.

"I was going to wait for Christmas but I can't." He reached under his pillow and pulled out the box. He opened it and held it out to Sam, "I want you to have this now, baby. I love you, Sammy."

Sam's eyes teared up and he took the box, sitting it between them, removing Dean's ring and reached for his lover's hand, and slipped the ring onto it, wedging it right above his other wedding bands, magically welding them together instantly, joining the rings forever.

Dean reached down and got out Sam's, taking his hand, and slipping it over his long finger and welding it to Sam's wedding band also.

He tossed the box behind the bed and moved closer to Sam, and asked, "You like it?" His eyes were bright and Sam nodded, responding, "I love it!" Sam looked at Dean now and sighed, "Love you so much, Dean. Having you is the best gift ever. I don't really need anything but you, you know that right?"

"Oh, so I should take the others back and get my money back, damn, what a shame…I had some great gifts for you, too." Dean fake sighed and pretended to try to get up, Sam laughed loudly and pulled him back down, pinning him to the bed.

"No, you don't. I never said I didn't want the gifts! I just said you were my greatest gift." Sam said laughing then felt desire hit them, their bodies hardening for each other and he moaned, rubbing down against his lover's groin, making him moan, too. He leaned in and whispered into the man's sexy ear, "Fuck me, baby. I want you inside me."

Dean growled and flipped them so Sam was on his back and leveraged his legs so they were lined up, He lubed them up magically and Sam opened willingly for him to thrust in, so ready for him, so tight once he was there again. Dean fucked his lover slow then fast, Sam's hands bending the golden piping of their bed's head board and arching gloriously, muscles rolling into each other, flexing under his skin so beautifully Dean's breathe caught at the sight, eyes mesmerized by the beauty of Sam, so divine and perfect. "So beautiful like that, Sammy, my Angel, my love, so perfect, so mine…" He moaned and arched now as well, getting closer as Sam tightened around him now, Dean's hand grabbing his lover and stroking him now to match the faster and deeper thrusts.

"Beautiful, too, baby! You are!" Sam's glowing eyes met his and they came together, multiple orgasms filling them, pouring from them as their love filled their hearts once again, golden bands sparkling and winking in the light, their souls connecting and completing them, the way it always did. They cried out their love and pleasure, not even bothering with the sound proofing or barriers, the powers flowing around them, from them, through the house and all of Olympus, filling them as well, leaving them writhing and cumming in puddles wherever they fell or now lay, cumming with them, the gods orgasms becoming their own and they came repeatedly as well, bodies arching and heads going back, reducing them to boneless piles as it pulled back to its masters, and the Sex gods soon lay sleeping against each other, smiling happily and clinging tightly to each other.

Bobby and God lay there, shaking and boneless. They had been in the middle of their own multiple orgasms when the other gods' orgasms had hit them, they had arched and writhed through every one, theirs and the gods's, and had seen nothing but white light behind their eyelids the whole time, not breathing at all, cumming and the endless pleasure and the love flowing through them being all that mattered in that moment.

God cuddled Bobby to him and they lay there, Bobby sleeping peacefully in his arms. The other gods and servants headed upstairs, Artemis and Hef included, and joined the sleeping Sex gods and found the bed magically fitting them all now. They all kissed their gods goodnight and got comfortable, cuddling into each other now, and slept too.

Life on Olympus was good and would stay that way if they had any say in it. Which they most definitely did.

Evil shivered and ran, hiding from the goodness shining there.

Evil was afraid, it was losing and, from what it had just witnessed, that would not change.

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