Dean's bladder woke him up during his dirty laundry slumber. One of the frustrations of being an Omega is he had to sit down to pee now. He hadn't figured out how to tell where it was coming from. There was so much to learn.

He made a mental note to talk to Scotty the next time they were alone together. Dean would rather die a thousand deaths than have Spencer or Sam hear him fumble around all the questions he had about being an Omega. Even Castiel wasn't the right one to ask about these things. Dean figured he knew little on the subject anyway.

After the bathroom trip Dean snuck into the kitchen and built himself a sandwich worthy of Dagwood Bumstead then grabbed a quart of milk and snuck back to his nest on Castiel's bed.

Dean had been feeling excessively hungry lately and he wondered why, "Mental note…ask Scotty why I'm so hungry." The Omega ate the massive sandwich made of leftovers and downed the whole quart of milk. That seemed to do the trick.

Even though Dean was still tired having been up all night he decided to mark his territory before Castiel came home.

Dean grabbed a dirty tee and pressed the pit to his nose breathing deeply. The magical sweaty fabric got all his juices flowing and then some. Castiel didn't stink like some Alphas. His scent was clean musk, earthy and masculine.

Dean was throbbing, twitching, leaking and stiff in all his naughty places. On instinct he marked the openings, first the bedroom door and then the closet. It came naturally to the Omega. Dean lined up his ass crack and pussy with the doorframe on each side and rubbed a slippery mark that would soak and dry into the paint.

Next he yanked both bed pillows out of their cases then straddled first one than the other. Dean ground his crotch against them making sure to get his scent into the filling.

The Omega chuckled softly as he put the cases back on, "Let that little bitch you were kissing sniff that…I claim this space pretty boy."

For good measure Dean marked the carpet and drapes. Feeling very satisfied, he slipped on a dirty flannel shirt of Castiels and curled back up on the center of the bed and fell back into a deep sleep.

….

Benny dropped Castiel off at Spencer's house. The Alpha was eager to find Dean and make sure he was alright after their brief kissing session at the hospital. There was only Scotty to greet him with a hug. Sam was at school, Spencer was at work and Dean was nowhere to be seen.

He gently pushed his hot young step-mom away. Cas knew Scotty was in the middle of his heat cycle and the Alpha wanted to keep his distance.

"No offense Scotty, it's just that…you know."

The Omega was fully clothed in sweat pants and sweat shirt and his blonde hair pulled back in a braid in an attempt to appear unattractive. Scotty had also loaded up on scent block but during a heat cycle it was virtually impossible to disguise.

"None taken even though I went the extra mile and put bandages on my perky nipples just for you."

"Did Dad say anything to you about…" Castiel couldn't bring himself to talk about the incident at the hospital to Scotty, "…well, about anything?"

It wasn't that Castiel was ashamed of the kiss or the way Dean made him feel but everything was so new and fragile between them he didn't want to bring the world into their relationship. It had been bad enough that Spencer walked in and reacted like he did.

"Not to me. He came to bed and caught a few hours sleep then went in late to work. We didn't get a chance to talk."

Cas looked around, his expression a bit lost, "Where is Dean?"

"Sam said Dean was sleeping. Then the kid giggled like a loon and ran out to the bus stop. Sam is funny little guy. By funny I mean delightfully odd."

Cas scratched the stubble on his cheek as he considered showering and shaving. He felt like crap and could have collapsed in bed immediately but the memory of the incident with Max Anders covered him like dried gutter filth.

He headed for the bathroom to scrub away the past two days.

…

As soon as Castiel entered his room the first thing he saw was Dean curled up in the middle of the Alpha's bed on top a pile of dirty clothes. The Omega wore a dirty flannel shirt of his. Castiel recognized it as one he wore last weekend to split and haul in wood for the fireplace.

It seemed to be the only thing the Omega was wearing. His little butt stuck out like two perfect scoops of vanilla ice cream that Cas wouldn't have minded licking. The Alpha was torn between finding the sight adorable as hell or sexually enticing. Castiel decided it was both.

He grabbed the blanket from the end of the bed and covered Dean up. The Omega may have been enticing but Castiel wasn't one to take advantage. He went to his closet and noticed his clothes weren't hanging nice and neat. Dean had been through his closet.

The black, silky gi-like pajamas were askew on the hanger. The teacher smiled just picturing Dean trying on the pants then top admiring himself in the mirror.

The Alpha could smell Dean everywhere. The boy had obviously staked his claim on the room and in extension on Castiel. The teacher bent down and pressed his tongue to the paint on the closet doorframe. He stifled a moan as the man got his first taste of Dean.

"Get it together Cas…this isn't the time or place." He pulled on comfy flannel pants and then carefully climbed onto bed trying not to wake up Dean.

Dean's pretty green eyes fluttered open; they darted around before landing on Castiel. The boy's heart leapt as soon as he realized the Alpha was home. Dean flung the blanket off then laid there quietly looking up at Castiel.

The Alpha ran his hand down Dean's flannel covered back to the swell of his ass, "I missed you Kitten." Castiel had no idea why he just called Dean "Kitten" but it felt right. After all, he was curled up and napping so sweetly on the pile of dirty laundry.

Stopping his hands from roaming any further Castiel stretching out on his back and tucked his arms beneath his head. He waited to see what Dean would do.

Dean wiggled his way up next to Castiel and rested his head on the man's shoulder, "I'm glad you're home…I mean this isn't my home but with you and Sam any place is home to me. I'm not too picky."

He propped himself up on his elbows to look down at his blue eyed savior, "Your bruises look awful. How does your head feel?"

"Alright I guess. I have a headache."

Dean grinned at the thought of playing nurse to the Alpha, "I'm gonna stay home this week and take care of you."

Cas tweaked his freckled nose, "Tomorrow you go back to school. You missed enough. I'm out for the week though. Be nice to the substitute."

Dean flopped back and folded his arms, "I'm not going to school. I'll have to take gym class and I don't want to."

"There are separate locker rooms Dean, don't worry." He tried to pull Dean into a hug but the boy nudged him away. "What's wrong?"

Dean snapped, "Sure, you have the week off so that pretty boy can come over and take care of you. I should be doing it not him."

Castiel grabbed Dean and forcefully held the Omega against him. Dean half heartedly struggled, tears welling up in his eyes. He went limp in the Alpha's arms.

"What are you talking about?"

"Your dad told me everything. I even saw pictures of you drinking and in one of them you were kissing that bitch Omega." Dean rubbed his eyes hard, "I hate crying, I never used to cry like a damn baby."

The Alpha peppered Dean's face with kisses and then loosened his grip. His tone of voice was a deep, soothing rumble that stopped the Omega's tears.

"Kitten…"

"I'm not a friggin' kitten, I'm a Hunter."

Castiel had no idea what a Hunter was. Dean had mentioned it before and acted like it was a profession and not a hobby. At least that's what it sounded like. He made a mental note to ask Dean about it at another time.

"Kitten, I was drinking because I was so nervous and the kiss happened because I was the one that initiated it. That was goodbye kiss. I was drunk, it was my fault and I take all the responsibility. Javier was there because his parents and my dad were trying to match us up."

Dean grumbled something nasty about Javier under his breath.

The Alpha tilted his chin up, "Look at me. Javier is an innocent in all this. His life is not his own. His parents dictate everything and money or not Javier has his burdens to carry."

The Omega got out of bed and went to the window. Standing there with his arms crossed Dean tried to look tough but clothed only in the flannel shirt that hung past his thighs Dean ended up looking like a petulant child wearing daddy's clothing instead.

"Your dad said we aren't a good match…that I'm…"

"Go on, what did he say?"

"That I'm not good enough for you." Dean dropped his arms and his shoulders slumped. The boy looked defeated.

"M-maybe I'm not good enough. Your dad said if I cared about you Cas I should let you go." His heart was on the verge of shattering into a million pieces if Castiel rejected him. Dean closed his eyes and waited for something very good or something very bad to happen. In his world there was no middle ground.

The Alpha's rumbling voice was music to the Omega's ears.

"Come here."

Dean opened his eyes and saw Castiel still resting on his back but with arms open. The teen padded over and climbed on the bed. The teacher pulled Dean on top of him. Castiel smiled to himself when Dean stretched out and settled.

He opened his legs letting the boy settle in even further.

With just flannel between them, Dean pressed his crotch against his the blue eyed angel. If Castiel insisted on calling Dean a kitten in the privacy of this room then he was going to call the Alpha what he was, an angel.

Mary once told Dean that Angels were watching over him but as the years went by the words held little meaning to the boy. Not once did it seem like anyone, heavenly or otherwise was watching over the Winchester brothers.

Now he felt foolish for doubting his mom. They did have an angel. It just took years for the angel to find them.

He whispered into the crook of his Alpha's neck, "Did you fuck him?"

"What? No of course not. To be honest I didn't remember kissing Javier until my dad told me the next day."

Castiel lifted Dean's face with the feather light touch of a finger placed under the Omega's chin, "Dean you need to know that I have been with a few boys before. It was during my time in college. I recall each encounter as frantic licking, hard kisses, fumbling with condoms and desperate coupling. Afterward my lust was sated but my heart was empty."

The thought of Castiel fucking anyone ever besides him made Dean sick to his stomach, "How many?"

"A few, four or maybe five, I was drunk during one encounter. I'm afraid that if you're looking for someone with experience you are in for a disappointment. I run on instinct without much skill to back it up."

Dean bent down and rubbed his nose against Cas', "Yeah but you're sure good at kissing; not that I ever kissed anyone romantic-like besides you but I still bet you'd be the best."

The Alpha's eyes were black with just a sliver of cerulean around the edges, "You better not kiss anyone else."

The Omega was enjoying this possessive side of his teacher very much. He wiggled his half a chub against Castiel, "Oh yeah, what would you do if I did?"

Two hands came down on Dean's ass cheeks over the flannel, squeezing them hard, "This is mine now, all of it…all of you. This weekend I'll claim you properly and completely."

Dean was dizzy with excitement. Not a drop of blood left in his head now. His voice went from cocky to shaky in a second, "Yeah…w-what's gonna happen?"

The man nuzzled the teen's tender neck, "All sorts of wonderful things. It's not lost on me that you scent marked my room Dean. The pillows have me drunk with desire. Did you put them between your legs and rub your little ass and pussy all over until the stuffing was saturated with your sweetness?"

The Omega's voice was a whisper, "Y-yes. Was that bad?" Dean wanted to be bad for this man and he would take whatever punishment Castiel deemed fit.

"You were a naughty little kitten weren't you?" Castiel moaned, "sooo naughty." He raised his hips until their dicks pressed tight together. He embraced Dean then the pair rocked together slowly because it was the Alpha that set the pace.

They kissed again, gentle pecks building to a clashing of tongues. The room filled with the sound of spit laden lip locking, moans and whimpers.

Dean could feel the long, fat cock trapped beneath the flannel lounge pants digging into his hip. The base felt swollen and hot beneath the fabric and the Omega wondered in his sex addled brain of the Alpha's knot felt painful.

With Dean so tender and new and Castiel having gone so long it was an embarrassingly short amount of time before the dry humping brought them both to orgasm. For Dean it lasted longer, the Omega had more needs to satisfy.

He shifted Dean over to straddle a knee. Castiel bent it slightly applying pressure between the Omega's legs. He rumbled, "Go on… rub your little pussy on it."

Dean was like a wild creature humping and squealing from pleasure. There was something incredible inside what Castiel called his little pussy. Something inside this pussy throbbed as the relentless Omega rubbed harder and harder. Just when he felt almost too sore to go on a thrill ran through Dean head to toe and he felt a rush of moisture wet the flannel covered knee.

Castiel hissed out slowly between his clenched teeth as another orgasm was rung from his body.

Dean collapsed on top of his Alpha. Both were panting and sweat soaked. Cas smiled up at his love, a love yet to be expressed in words. "Are you alright?"

Dean nodded, "Yeah but I think I…I peed on you."

"No, you had an orgasm from your pussy and the first was from your dick." He felt his temporarily tired cock twitch just talking about it. "Maybe next time your ass will drip slick for me."

They hadn't had intercourse, nothing was tasted or touched flesh to flesh and it was still the best thing Castiel had ever felt.

Dean was relieved, "I'm glad I didn't pee on you because it felt so awesome and I'd like to feel it again."

"Do you trust me again my flannel kitten?"

Dean twined his fingers in the messy dark hair of the Alpha and gave the locks a tug, "I never stopped."

"I'm taking you to my little cabin this weekend. It's not much but it has running hot and cold water, wood heat, electricity and a tiny kitchen, bathroom and a bed."

"You have a cabin?"

Yes, my mother's family built it in the sixties but it's had upgrades over the years. When my mom became ill she transferred the property to me." Cas added sadly, "Mom knew dad would sell it right after she passed. It was left as a sanctuary for me."

Dean rubbed his cheek against his teacher's chest then licked a bead of sweat from the smooth, tan flesh, "It sounds better than any old motel room or sleeping in a car. Your mom sounds like she was a nice person."

"She would have loved you Kitten, she would have also loved Sam."

"I'm not a k…never mind…Angel." Dean snickered.

"I'm no angel I assure you."

Dean thought to himself, "Maybe I'll just call you my Daddy." That made him giggle uncontrollably because watching Spencer and Scotty that night was his little dirty secret.

Castiel tickled Dean through the flannel, "Are you in a funny mood?"

His green eyes sparkled with mischief, "Yeah."

The Alpha growled playfully and they wrestled around on the bed. Dean did his best to make a show of escape but he knew there was no other place he'd rather be.

….

Sam, emboldened by pretty Omega Scotty and Alpha Castiel chattered away about his day at school while Spencer tried to read the paper.

The tension in the air was thick as molasses as Cas tried to burn a hole straight through the newspaper. He was livid over what his dad had said to Dean and the trouble he caused. Dean refused to come out and eat dinner with them and that made the young Alpha even angrier.

Finally Spencer put down the paper and dug into his steak but not before commenting on how Scotty was dressed. "You look awful. Why the sweat suit and braid in your hair? I come home from work and I look forward to seeing you nice and pretty. I have to look at Alphas and substandard Betas all day." He wrinkled up his nose, "Plus you stink like scent block."

Scotty twisted the cloth napkin in his lap wondering if it was long enough to strangle his husband with, "You know I'm in…" he glanced over to Sam then back to Spencer. His voice dropped to almost a whisper, "Heat…I'm in heat and I'm trying to tone it down. You know this Spencer."

Castiel narrowed his eyes at his father as a low rumble came from deep in his chest.

Spencer lifted his glass and admired the amber liquid, nothing but the best for him. "Is there something you want to say to me son?"

Sam took his plate and left for the guest room. He knew when grownups were preparing to act like assholes and the kid wanted no part of it. Dean was in there anyway having his dinner and Sam could keep him company. On the way out he swiped one of the pies off the counter when no one was looking.

As soon as Sam was gone Castiel tossed down the gauntlet first, "How dare you speak to your wife that way?"

"Come on now Cas, that isn't what really has you pissed off."

The younger Alpha stood suddenly, knocked the dining chair to the floor, "Who do you think you are telling Dean he wasn't worthy of me then showing him that photo. Damn it dad I'm only going to say this one time, I'm not dating or marrying Javier. I have a potential mate for him so he'll be taken care of. Let me handle this."

Spencer blustered, "I told him the truth. That freckled little smart mouth isn't right for you. Why can't you be like other Alphas your age? God…sometimes you are such a disappointment. I try Castiel, I try my best to do right by you and this is the thanks I get."

Cas slammed his fist on the table scaring Scotty. The Omega got up and left with his plate but not before grabbing the other pie on the counter. He headed for the sunroom to ease his stress with steak and bakery.

"Dad if you meddle in our lives again then you'll lose me. I mean it…stop. Is a promotion worth not seeing me again?"

Spencer rubbed the scruff on his chin as he thought that over. Castiel sat back down and waited. The elder Alpha gave a weary sigh, he knew he couldn't beat someone that much younger and determined especially his son.

"Is this other Alpha someone Mr. Mercado would approve of?"

"Yes, Benny is a teacher and he's good looking and very fit. Benny is a true blue friend and took me under his wing when I started work at Providence. I trust him."

"And?"

"And Javier is his type, tiny and pretty. Somehow I think they would get along well together and not just the physical aspect of it. Javier is need of a loving protector to help him escape his parents. Benny is a gentleman and a strong man inside and out. He would treat Javier like a princess."

Talking about the pair calmed Castiel down considerably. Being with Dean had sent the Alpha into an early nesting mode. Castiel now imagined things for himself things he never knew he wanted.

Spencer was just glad his son didn't totally blow a gasket and lunge across the table. The elder Novak man gave in because he had no other choice. "Alright you win." He watched all his dreams of a beach front vacation home vanish before his very eyes with no promotion forthcoming.

"One more thing dad, go apologize to Scotty. Anyone that can tolerate you for over two years and not poison your food is a keeper. You'd be hard pressed to find someone that lovely and caring again. A simple sorry might not do it this time. Have you thought about counseling?"

"Sweet black strap molasses…if you think I'm going to see a shrink then you're the one that's crazy!"

Castiel rolled his eyes before leaving to look in on the brothers but gave his dad a last word of advice, "Change or lose the best thing that ever happened to you besides mom."

….

Several days later Scotty and Dean found their personal time together for the Birds and the Bees conversation. Sam was at Alfie's house overnight, Spencer was gone on a business trip and Castiel made himself scarce.

The teacher was curious but knew this was a conversation best left between the Omegas. Their bodies were a true mystery and Castiel could live with the cliff notes version in his mind for the moment.

The two Omegas each wore silk bathrobes from Scotty's boudoir. Dean's was emerald green and dotted with cherry blossoms. Scotty's was navy with a peacock crest on the chest.

Dean was nervous as hell. He had a million questions about his body, sex, love and the Alpha and Omega dynamics.

Scotty dimmed the lights and lit some candles figuring the semi darkness would make the questions easier for Dean.

They each reclined on their prospective chaise lounge chairs and stared up at the sea of stars through the glass above. "Are you ready Dean?"

"Yeah."

…

John pulled into the gravel drive of the Pine Grove Motel just after midnight. He was exhausted and pissed neither of his boys bothered to answer the phone. The Hunter got out Baby and patted her warm hood then headed to the room.

TBC

A/N- Thanks for the wonderful reviews everyone. They are always appreciated and keep me motivated.