Author's note: Okay, I promise, next chapter we see Gabe and Sam. Pinky swear.

Saturday:

"Omega..." a whisper reached Dean's ear, hot air tickling it and the desire in the voice making his hair stand up with excitement and his mind aching to awaken. There was a warm body pressed against his, so comfortable and cozy and two strong arms, holding him in a loving embrace as he laid on his side. It felt so good, so right.

"My Omega..." The voice spoke again, wet lips pressed against the back oh his shoulder, sending shivers down his spine. The lips trailed up his shoulder and to his neck, making Dean practically melt.

"Aaalpha..." Dean's voice trembled as those lips came close to his scent gland, the kisses a bit more passionate, a bit more needier and a lot more loving. A small whine escaped him as those same lips pinched his skin between them, slightly sucking and marking him. His breath hitched at the possibility, at the hidden desire that coursed through him. To be claimed, to be accepted. To belong.

Something he couldn't voice, he couldn't ask for, not out loud. Not right now. Castiel's brain, his mind was already too affected by his rut, and as much as he wanted to wear that mating bite on his neck and show the world he had found his alpha, he couldn't do that to Cas now.

But then the alpha growled, like he could scent Dean's thoughts and leaned back down to deliver more kisses, these ones a lot more arousing because he used his tongue to sooth the skin, then his teeth to graze over it making Dean shudder and gasp. Would he really bite him? Would he really put his claim over him?

"Omega..." The alpha purred as he nibbled on Dean's neck and finally pressed himself against Dean, making his erection known. As soon as he felt the alpha's throbbing cock slot between his asscheeks, his body immediately responded with a wave of slick that practically gushed out of him. It was almost embarrassing how his body reacted, but the slick enveloped the alpha's cock making the slide smoother and Cas groaned at the feeling.

Cas's hands roamed the omega's chest, huffing a small amused smile every time the thick fingers would brush over a nipple, drawing delicious sounds out of Dean. A hand slowly travelled over his abs making his breath hitch again, but then it took a detour and climbed up on his hip, resting there for a moment, big and warm.

Dean, not being able to turn around, decided to keep his eyes closed and just feel it all, and thus became so much more perceptive of every move Cas's body made. Like when that hand started slowly slipping, spreading it's warmth over Dean's asscheek. It snaked it's way deeper only to tease the puffy entrance for a moment then leave without breaching him.

The omega whined at the loss, but soon felt the head of that big cock that has been stuffing him for almost two days and buckled up, wanting it.

"Shhh, Omega." The alpha soothed. "Not yet... You are sore, and I don't want to hurt you. But I need you. I need you, so can you... Can you just let me..." The alpha trailed off as he guided the head of his member over Dean's hole, coating it with slick, then angling it lower and settling it between his thighs, the head hitting the back of the omega's smaller balls. Dean gasped at the contact and felt another wave of slick gush out, coating the alpha's cock even more.

"Oh fuck, Cas..." Dean let out and gripped Cas's hand that held Dean's chest, intertwining their fingers as the alpha slowly started rocking against him, making his cock slide and brush the back of his ball with each slide, and holy hell, that was so arousing and tickling at the same time. Castiel's lips returned to kiss Dean's neck, teeth grazing every once in a while making Dean go crazy.

Castiel's rocking intensified as he came close, but Dean was too wrapped up in his mind, balancing between trying to stop his inner omega from screaming of a bite out loud, and enjoying the small nibbles that the alpha was leaving on his neck. His smaller omega dick was throbbing hard and leaking, his balls constantly stimulated by the alpha's movements, but not enough to make him tip over that edge.

The closer Cas got, the more uncoordinated his movements got, and the more Dean whined to feel him inside, to feel his knot. And then the alpha let out a loud growl, so powerful it vibrated from his chest and through Dean's entire body, pushing Dean towards his own orgasm, but not fast enough. A moment later, the alpha was spilling all over his thighs and coating his balls with his spunk, the idea so thrilling for the omega. And then another thing happened.

Castiel's knot popped. Dean actually didn't think that was possible, not with an alpha's cock deep inside an omega, but there his alpha was, coming down from his high, his rut satiated and his breathing slowly calming down. But shit, Dean was still pretty hard and in desperate need to cum, it almost hurt.

"Omega... My Omega..." The alpha purred and damn he should be drained and content, hopefully pleased by how his omega gave him what he needed and wanted, but there was a certain level of restlessness in his voice. Dean wondered for only a moment as to why that it, then his mind went blank when the alpha gently nudged him by the him, making him turn on his back and then proceeded to swallow Dean's entire length in one go.

The feeling of the alpha's lips around his quivering dick and the fact that this was the second time an alpha was went down on him quickly sent Dean overboard. Still no matter how hard he tried to warn Cas and pull him of, the alpha wouldn't be moved, and ended up gulping everything the omega had to give, drinking it down like it was the sweetest Nectar.

The alpha crawled back up next to Dean humming and looking very pleased, and Dean somehow realized, while still a bit affected by his recent orgasm that the reason the alpha sounded restless and unhappy even after his knot popped is because Dean hadn't come.

Not once since his rut started had the alpha reached his peak without making Dean do the same. So attentive and caring, Dean really couldn't imagine he would ever have a chance to find an alpha like Cas.

"You smell so good..." The alpha murmured against his shoulder, sounding shy like before and so adorable, plus he was trying to nuzzle under his shoulder and it made Dean's heart fill with giddiness.

"Oh, really? I've been told I smell like chocolate. You like chocolate, Alpha?" Dean couldn't help the slight teasing tone in his voice. He did not expect this answer.

"No, not like... Not just like chocolate... You smell like hot cocoa and marshmallows, hot and soothing and sweet and so welcomed after a whole day out in the snow..." Well, damn that was poetic.

"You... And you like it?" Dean asked.

"It reminds me of the winter time and the warmth of the fire place and... Our mother used to make us hot cocoa to warm us up and she would let us put marshmallows in, two if it was Christmas time. Your scent reminds me of that. It reminds me of... Home."

Dean's heart swelled at those words, but before he could say a single word, Cas decided to add one more thing that simply threw Dean in a state of utter happiness and joy.

"You... You are my home."

Dean surged forward and captured Castiel's lips with his, pouring all those things he wanted to say and the things he couldn't into the most passionate and loving and breathtaking kiss he ever delivered. And damn, when the alpha started kissing back, his movements growing more bolder and dominating and oh how Dean loved it.

They spent a good hour just kissing and caressing and it felt better then... Well almost better then anything Dean ever experienced, not counting the sex, and it was only when both their stomach's growled that they broke apart, smiles tugging at their swollen lips.

"Can I... Can I make breakfast?" Castiel said and Dean was just about to tell him he doesn't have to do that, that Dean can cook their meal for them, but then he met those bright blue eyes and they told him, they pleaded him to allow the alpha to do this. So he nodded and they got out of the bed, stopping by the bathroom to wash off before heading to the kitchen.

Castiel was no master chief, his movements didn't have any culinary grace to them, and it was especially funny to watch him cook while basking in the warmth and the fluffiness of a bathrobe Dean gave him (or maybe it was Dean's scent he was enjoying?), but he still managed to make the perfect Egg-in-a-Hole. He placed a slice in front of Dean and watched with anticipation for Dean to cut into it, and see if he made it just right, if the yolk wasn't overcooked. A wide grin spread across his face as the yolk oozed out and he lifted his head and said to Dean "You slayed my toast."

Dean started laughing, while the alpha blushed, and tried to apologize and explain that it was a line from one of his favourite books. Fondness danced in the omega's eyes as he watched the alpha stutter, then put his hand up to stop his misery.

"It's ok, Cas. I actually know what you're referring to, I read that book. And it was a good one." Dean said, still trying to contain his laughter. Cas kept his blush and bowed his head, a small smile tugged at his lips, thrilled he managed to make his ome... Dean smile.

"I like Chester's books. Especially 'The Angel in the Iron Mask'... " Cas trailed off, suddenly remembering that even though the story had a happy ending, it still had a incarcerated alpha and a highly abused omega as central characters, and Cas wasn't sure what Dean would think of the fact that he liked that sort of a thing. Maybe if he tried to explain that he identified with the omega, just a bit, but he didn't want to sound pitiful.

"Would you like to meet him? Chester." Dean said with a smile after he put a slice of his toast in his mouth and leaned in as if it was a big secret that Dean knew the author. Which actually was.

"You... You know the author?" Cas asked pleasantly surprised and excited and Dean nodded, his smile toning down, his face getting a slightly serious tone.

"Yeah, I know him. He is... He is my brother. Sam. Sam Winchester." Dean said and watched as the cogs in Cas's head tuned to piece together the name of Dean's brother to the pseudo he used - S. W. Chester. Still, the alpha's smile faltered when he met Dean's serious gaze. "I gotta tell you something about him. Sam is... He is an alpha. An... An untrained alpha." Dean said and watched for Castiel's reaction carefully. The alpha seemed to take a moment to process the information and then surprised Dean by smiling and saying "Good for him."

And if the expression on his face was anything to go by, he meant it, like really, genuinely meant it. Spoke from experience, knew what was done to alphas in those training centers, and was sincerely glad Dean's brother didn't have to go through it.

"Maybe after your rut passes, we could go and see him? He is just on the other side of the hallway." Dean offered.

"That would be nice."

"How is your rut, by the way? You feeling another wave coming?" Dean questioned. He remembered those biology lessons that spoke of big bad alphas and their blind need to take and to force themselves on the poor little omegas and knot-knot-knot, but even then Dean knew it was exaggerated. Not all alphas were knotheads, actually, most of them weren't. They cared about the omega and treated them with care and respect, even, or better said especially during their rut. Cas was a perfect example of that. Still, the waves should be more frequent then they were, but somehow, they weren't.

"Not yet. I feel alright now. Thank you." Cas said and turned to finish his own breakfast.

"Yeah? That's good. Maybe... Maybe we could go out for some fresh air?" Dean offered and could see the alpha flinch, turning his eyes down and away. It took Dean only a second to understand, to piece together why Cas would react like this. Out meant outside, as in the yard, and the last time Cas was there, Dean was there too and he bit him. He forced a claim on him.

The idea that the alpha still feared him, or in any way thought that Dean would act upon the claim made the omega sick to his stomach.

"I... I am not sure that would be wise. If we were to meet someone while I am like this... I might not react well." Now as much as Dean would like to see protective Cas tear Ketch a new one and scare him for life, he was glad that was the reason why the alpha didn't want to go out, and not Dean and a bad memory. Dean was still too much of a chicken to go up and ask the alpha about their mating, and he didn't know if he would ever man up and face the issue.

"Well, that is... Flattering." Dean said and the alpha slouched, tips of his ears going red to match the color of his face. "But we don't have to go down to get to the outside... We could go up." The alpha snapped his confused eyes at him and Dean clarified "We do have a roof terrace here too..." So they decided to head out there after breakfast. They finished with the dishes and went to Dean's room to put some clothes on. But naturally seeing Dean remove his bathrobe aroused the alpha, and silly little alpha tried to hide it.

So Dean waltzed over, naked, swaying his hips seductively, and reached for the alpha who seemed glued to the spot. His hand tugged at the belt and let the bathrobe fall open, revealing a very big and red, deliciously looking and fully erect alpha cock. "Oh. Alpha..." Dean scolded just a bit. "You shouldn't hide these things from me, Alpha. Let me take care of you..." Dean said and waited for a confirmation, because he wouldn't do anything without the alpha's consent. Never again. Cas raised his shy eyes and studied Dean for a moment, before finally giving a small nod.

The alpha gasped when the omega fell on his knees, then choked on the same breath as those plushy lips pressed against the head of his cock, then, without breaking contact, opened up and let the alpha's erection slide inside. Castiel blacked out for a moment there, but when he came to his hand had a firm grip of Dean's hair and he was pushing him down on his member rough and fast.

Startled, he loosened his grip only to realize he wasn't the one doing it, it was all Dean. He was swallowing him up and moaning, his ass instinctively arching in a need of a knot. God, Dean looked so good like this, his lips wrapped around the alpha's cock, his eyes sparking up as he tried to maintain eye contact with the alpha. Before he knew, Cas was erupting hard in the omega's willing mouth, and managed to pull him off just in time as his knot popped.

And then everything went dark.

The first thing Cas noticed was that he was in bed. The second thing he noticed was that his omeg... Dean wasn't by his side. Two seconds later he was in full panic mode, shaking as his inner alpha was clawing it's way to the surface and roaring at Castiel to go find his omega. Against his will, he stumbled out of bed, sweaty and naked and sniffed the air, searching. Once he locked on to the scent, he charged out of the bedroom, into the hallway and towards the kitchen.

"Hey Alpha. Man, you really crashed after that last wave, and I figured you need a proper meal. You really had me worried there." Dean spoke as he worked in the kitchen, his back turned to Cas, not having noticed the red going in his eyes, the heavy breaths and the predatory expression on his face. Still, the words reached Castiel and empowered him enough to reel in his inner alpha, settling him down with a few arguments.

Dean was there, he hadn't left. Dean called him by his subgender, acknowledging him and showing him respect, but more importantly, a need to connect to him. And Dean was making him food, cooking for him and taking care of him. Not because he had to. Because he wanted to.

"Oh, and Gabriel says hi. He was kind enough to bring some groceries so that I can make these big juicy burgers for dinner." Dinner? How long had he been under? A glance outside confirmed that it was still day outside, but the clock on the wall suggested it won't be day for long.

"I am sorry." Cas said slumping his shoulders.

"What for?" Dean asked and turned, his face splitting in a grin. "There is no dress code at this dinner table." He joked and Cas blushed, suddenly feeling exposed. He took a blanket off the living room couch and wrapped it around himself.

"No, I meant for not... Going outside. You wanted some fresh air and I..." Cas tried, almost feeling like he was holding Dean captive.

"Hey, hey... It's okay, Alpha. We can still go, after dinner?" Dean soothed as he came close and Castiel just couldn't resist. He stepped closer and into the omega's arms, setting his head in the crook of his neck and just... Breathed him in. He wanted to pull away and apologize for doing that, because he shouldn't, because Dean wasn't his omega, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

Until Dean's careful voice reached him.

"I would love nothing more then to stand like this whole day, and hold you and have you close and be anything you need me to be. But I... I really need to get to those burgers, or they'll burn and I can't screw them up." There was so much emotion in those words and Cas could feel how hard it was for Dean to peel himself off the alpha and turn to finish the meal he was making for him.

Made Cas wonder...

They ate in silence, Dean not looking up at the alpha, like he wasn't sure what he would find in his eyes after the words he spoke. "... be anything you need me to be..." What if... What if Castiel wanted him to be his mate? Would he... Want that too?

After the meal was finished and all the dishes washed as Cas insisted he helped with those, the alpha went back to Dean's room to get dressed, so that they could have dessert up on the roof, as Dean promised.

Strangely enough, the access to the roof was through a hidden ladder door in Dean's closet, and as they claimed up, Dean explained that every apartment has roof access, the lower ones through the bedroom window and a sort of misplaced bricks and vines, which can also be used to gain access to the ground too.

The view up there was breathtaking. On one side there was a full view of the city with all it's lights and life and on the other, a calming view of the river and the night blue sky. It was very close to sunset and the air was a bit chilly this high up, so Cas was glad he brought the blanket.

They settled on a bench and Cas wrapped the blanket around them both, making sure Dean was all snuggled in. The action made the omega smile fondly at him and Cas knew he would have to ask. Because he was definitely not that good at reading people, he would just have to ask.

Half of the pie finished, and both of them stuffed, the two of them settled to watch the stars as they slowly started to light up in the evening sky. The omega was pressed against him as the alpha had his arm around Dean, breathing in his amazing scent. He could feel another wave slowly creeping up on him, so he knew he didn't have enough time.

"Did you mean what you said about... About being whatever I needed you to be?" The omega was leaning on his chest and he could certainly hear his rapid heartbeat and his shaking breath. Dean pulled away slightly to meet the alpha's eyes, his own filled with adoration.

"I did. Whatever you need me to be... If you..." need me to be there, I'll be there. If you need a fuck toy, I'll be there. If you need a cook and a housemaid, I'll be there. If you need me gone... I'll be gone. Was what the omega would have said if the alpha hadn't interrupted him.

"Would you be my mate?"

The moment stretched for so long, Cas was sure that the stunned expression one Dean's face was an indication he completely misinterpreted everything, but then... Like it took the omega a second to understand and Cas could see the exact moment it clicked, the omega drawing a deep breath, his eyes filling with tears and hope and joy, his scent booming in the air.

"Yes! God, yes!"

Finally, their lips met and both conveyed so much emotion to the other. Soon the kiss morphed from a loving chaste one, to something a lot more needier and Cas could feel the next wave hitting him like a hurricane. But he couldn't let anything happen here, it was too cold and too uncomfortable.

So he scooped up his surprised but amused omega in his arms and carried him back to his apartment, to his bedroom and laid him gently on the bed. Standing above him, the alpha shook with desire, but he wouldn't let his rut consume him. He wouldn't knot Dean if the omega is still sore and risk hurting him further. Slowly, he crawled between Dean's legs, tracing tickling kisses from his calf and up his thigh, his hand moving under it, kneading the muscle. Just as he reached the place where Dean's scent was the strongest beside his neck, with a heavy sigh and incredible amount of self-control, he lifted himself up to meet the omega's eyes.

He didn't even get a chance to ask before Dean's eyes turned pleading and hopeful. "Please, Alpha, please don't stop... I need you Alpha, I... I promise you won't hurt me, I promise I am okay now... Please?" Castiel's look turned fond and he smiled a bit to his omega while those colossal hands of his massaged and caressed Dean's legs and hips.

"Anything you need. Omega." Cas replied trying hard not to blush or look shy because it took a lot for him to say that. He returned his kissing to the exact place he left, just at the tip of Dean's thigh, then, painfully slow, he moved closer and closer to the omega's quivering dick. Dean was already panting hard, letting out all sorts of delicious sounds and way too far gone to be able to hold his orgasm back long.

He did manage to balance on that ledge when the alpha swallowed him to the base, he lasted when the alpha bobbed his head, gliding his tongue on his way down to add friction, and licked and teased the head on his way up. But he completely lost it, when, unnoticed, Castiel's hand sneaked its way to Dean's ass, to his little pucker and his finger breached it, immediately curling to reach that sweet spot. Dean writhed and shook as his orgasm tore out of him and wailed as Castiel kept stimulating his prostate, two, then three fingers deep.

"Cas... Cas, please... Alpha..." Dean whined, his hands reaching and trying to pull the alpha up and on top of him. Cas went willingly, entranced by the scent and the feel of his omega, the sounds he was making, the needy touches and those captivating green eyes.

The alpha slipped inside of him easily, the two of them fitting perfectly like that were built for one another. Small rolls of hips had the omega moaning under him, throwing his head back and exposing his neck, then promptly squealing as the alpha latched on to suck at his soft skin. Cas's rhythm went from extremely slow, to slow, but so loving and tender, Dean knew this was the way his alpha made love. And yes, maybe Dean was used to something a bit more rough and tough, but the truth was - this was so much better.

His alpha always made sure Dean was enjoying this, and is so caring and attentive and makes him cum twice almost every time, so he couldn't really complain. He could just lay there and be appreciated and looked upon as if he was the only thing that exists in the whole white world.

Castiel's breaths came shorter with every slow thrust, and Dean's mind was lost somewhere, too focused on the alpha's cock dragging over his prostate and dragging out that amazing feeling and Dean was ready, so ready to burst and to combust once again.

"Dean..." The alpha panted, sounding breathless. "Omega... I need... Can I..."

"Yes, yes, Alpha! Yes! Knot me... Take me. I am yours, all yours..." Dean babbled. "Mark me! Mark me, make me yours for the whole fucking world to see. Take me Alpha!"

The chain reaction that followed would be enough to give anyone a heart attack and proclaim them the victims of mind-blowing sex.

Castiel howled and bared his teeth, then sunk them down on that perfect spot he had been circling. The wave of pure ecstasy washed over Dean and he came so hard, gasping for air, blinded by the orgasm that erupted out of him. He clenched around Cas's cock just as the alpha thrusted into him, making his knot pop and him cumming inside his omega, perfectly satisfying his inner alpha with the good old knot-breed-mate.

Releasing the omega's neck, he licked the wound and made sure Dean was okay, that the bite didn't hurt much and that he didn't cause him pain in any other way. Dean smiled up at him, dazed and satiated and happy and beckoned him into a kiss.

It was short, but sweet, their position making it difficult and straining for their lips to stay together for long. Cas rolled them, gently and pressed a kiss on the omega's forehead, pulled a blanket over them and caressed them until they both feel asleep.

Author's second note: Okay, any thoughts, comments on this? What did you think?

Also, if anyone is interested in the story S. W. Chester wrote "The Angel in the Iron Mask" , all you gotta do is click on that "follow writer" check box, and stay tuned. ( And to think I had a C in Marketing) And yes, it was inspired by the Leonardo Dicaprio's Man in the Iron Mask.