By the time Castiel, Spencer and Benny arrived the guests had left except for Javi. All three men caught the scent of strange Alphas as soon as they got near the atrium.

Benny entered like a bull in a china shop to find Javi sitting on the fireman's lap discussing the fascinating life of a stripper. While Benny was an easy going man seeing his pregnant princess' little butt planted on a g-string wearing Alpha's lap set him off.

He marched over and picked his scooped his wife up and growled, "There's a limo waiting to take us home. As soon as we get there you're taking a shower. You smell like rough trade."

Javi sniffed Benny's shirt, "Oh yeah? Well you're taking one too, you smell like booze and vagina."The Omega tugged Benny's beard hard, "No more strip clubs for you Honey Bear."

"No more home delivery strippers for you Princess." They kissed frantically all the way out, Benny almost walking them into a door.

Scotty was lounging on a chaise while the stripper cop rubbed the Omega's feet. The Omega let out a loud hedonistic moan, "Oooh that feels so good."

Spencer pulled some bills out of his pocket and handed them to the stripper, "Here's a tip."

"Hey thanks Mr. Novak!"

"Here's another tip, stop rubbing my wife's feet. All of you get out; your services are no longer needed." The strippers grabbed their clothes and tore out of the atrium. Spencer snapped his fingers at Scotty, "Up…bedroom now."

Scotty stretched out a long bare leg and worked his foot over his husband's crotch, "Shower first?"

The Alpha went from demanding to needy in five seconds flat. His reply was a whimper which he would curse himself later for making.

"The Omega gave his husband's erection a squeeze with his toes, "Or do you want to smell that young buck on me? Because I don't mind the lap dance pussy on your jeans…it's sort of kinky."

"Holy hell baby you are gonna to kill me someday."

Spencer chased laughing Scotty to their bedroom slapping his ass all the way there.

Castiel hadn't said a word to Dean. His mate was engrossed in an apple pie Dean was eating with his fingers.

Dean looked up, his face sticky with cinnamon apple and crumb covered, "Stop staring at me Cas I'm getting creeped out." When Castiel didn't answer Dean shifted uncomfortably on the chaise, "I didn't do anything bad I swear unless you count me sitting on a guys lap, dancing or getting a piggy back ride. I was just having fun."

Castiel rushed over sweeping Dean up in his arms.

…..

Dean enjoyed the view while Cas stripped naked then tossed his clothing in the hamper. The Alpha's eyes were nearly black. Dean could just make out a sliver of brilliant blue. His man was beyond excited.

Castiel was in painful need, his cock hung full and heavy jutting towards the intended target. Dean's body responded by releasing slick. Being pregnant the amount was much less than normal.

The Omega shuddered with delight when his mate's deep graveled voice caressed his ears. "Take off your clothes and step into the shower. I'm going to wash the substandard stink of the other Alphas off your body."

Once under a spray of hot water Castiel positioned him hands against the wall. The Alpha made Dean wait while he scrubbed his own body down. Dean's knees almost buckled when he felt Cas's insistent hand slide between his legs soaping up all the tender parts with honey and goats milk soap.

He withdrew his hand and continued soaping Dean from head to toe then rinsing every inch of milky flesh. Castiel took a step back to admire Dean as he slowly came coming undone.

Dean sighing happily when his lover finally entered him, the last bit was briefly painful as the partially swollen knot was pushed inside. Cas held him up taking away the strain of standing so long. On hand cupped over the slight swell of belly and the other on Dean's dick, he swiveled his hips stirring the Omega's pot while jacking Dean off.

Castiel inadvertently hit his lover's G spot which up until that moment the teacher had assumed was a myth like Santa Claus, the Easter Bunny or an honest politician.

Dean let out a scream and begged for more repeating "right there" over and over as he tried to push back.

The Alpha knew a good thing when he heard it and tried his best to replicate the pleasure for Dean. The orgasm Castiel experienced when Dean's sugar walls clenched tight made him see stars. He eased them to the floor of the shower, Dean on his lap.

The force of his orgasm left Dean wrecked in the best way possible. His head lolling from side to side he whispered, "What was that…I never felt something so…"

Castiel petted the wet blonde hair gently, "So…?"

"I-I dunno."

The slightly befuddled teacher gave as best an explanation as he could, " I think my penis hit your g-spot. The angle must have been just right."

A shiver ran through the Omega from an aftershock, "I used to hate my snatch but with you I learn to like it more and more."

Castiel peppered his face with kisses. "I've always loved your little treasure box."

"Were you a good boy at the Pussy Whip?"

"Yes, I feel I was very good. I don't need to go to places like that anymore. It made me uncomfortable."

"Yeah, why go out for hamburger when you got steak at home."

No one could make Castiel laugh as much as Dean, chuckling over the Omega's blunt and true statement he agreed, "Steak indeed."

"Cas I learned I like cowboys."

"Well I like cheerleaders."

…

Dean was stoked, it was his fifteenth birthday and he was standing in line to take a test to get his temps. After that they were going out for pizza and he was doing the driving. The day just couldn't get better in his book.

Scotty clamped his hands on Dean's shoulders to stop him from rocking back and forth on his heels, "Settle down, you're next in line."

"This is so awesome!"

The balding little man behind the counter called, "Next."

Dean looked at the nameplate, "Frank I'm here to get my probationary license."

The man's eyes traveled up and down the attractive, young Omega, "So your guardian is allowing you to drive, how progressive." He rolled his eyes, "But then I see more and more of that."

Dean held his tongue, this jerk unfortunately stood between him and his dream. When Frank looked past Dean at the very tall and striking Omega standing behind him he frowned, "This Omega is your guardian?"

Scotty bent down to get eye to eye with the jerk of a Beta, "Not exactly, I'm his guardian's stepmother. I assure you it's alright with Dean's fiancée and guardian. He's a school teacher and couldn't get off of work."

"Not my problem Omega."

He jammed a manicured nail against the sour little man's shoulder, "My name is Scott Ashley Novak not Omega. Maybe I should call my husband and have him come down here."

"Suit yourself but it won't matter. He needs his legal guardian. If you jam that nail into my shoulder one more time I'll have your pretty ass thrown in jail you got me? I am a state employee, so don't threaten me you uppity bitch!"

Dean stepped up next to Scotty, "Don't you call him a bitch you fucking escapee from the lollypop guild!"

Frank sneered, "I hope your owner is going to pay for that baby. I don't need my tax dollars supporting your mistake."

That's when all hell broke loose.

…..

Dean and Scotty were segregated in an Omega holding cell. Scotty sat there glumly, an arm wrapped over his belly and another around Dean.

The younger Omega tried to cheer him up, "That was an impressive punch you gave that security guard at the DMV." Scotty didn't respond.

"So your middle name is Ashley."

"Yes."

"Good name."

"I can't believe I've been arrested again."

"Again?"

"It's a long story."

"Hey pretty boys, you both have a pretty visitor." The officer left and Javier appeared with a hulking Alpha right behind him.

The perpetually perky Omega held out a cupcake, "Happy birthday Dean!"

Dean was relieved to see his friend and the muscle standing behind him, "Is there a file in that cupcake?"

The little Omega looked up at his bodyguard, "Is there?"

"No Mrs. Lafitte."

He stuck the cupcake and a copy of "Omega Bride Monthly" through a slot. "Don't worry Dean, Spencer is getting you guys out of here. He's out there with a lawyer raising heck."

Scotty called out, "Thank goddess!"

Dean handed his mentor the cupcake. "First I found out your middle name is Ashley and that you've been arrested before, now I find out you're a pagan, what else aren't you telling me?"

"I'm not a pagan, not that there's anything wrong with that. I just want to get home and take a long soak in the hot tub."

….

Spencer rubbed his wife's sizeable feet with lavender oil. Scotty hummed with appreciation sinking lower in the steaming tub of water.

"Do you feel better?"

"Yes sweetheart, thanks for taking care of that little issue."

"You mean getting arrested for punching a security guard and Dean lunging across the counter to strangle that creepy little Beta?"

"Mmm."

"I should put you both on lock down. What were you thinking; I mean did you guys forget you were pregnant?"

"Yes that."

"I keep forgetting how young you are."

A blue eye popped open, "Excuse me?"

"You're only twenty so that coupled with hormones makes you a time bomb."

"He called me an uppity bitch! You didn't even hear what he said to Dean. It was horrible."

"I got him fired and our lawyer is putting together a lawsuit. Times are changing and that little prick's attitude is Stone Age thinking. Every time an incident like this happens these people should be punished."

Scotty moved over next to his husband and gave Spencer a big wet kiss, "I love you. Honestly baby you surprise me all the time. I never thought I'd hear you say something like that."

Spencer rubbed his stubble against his wife's smooth stretch of neck while tweaking a plump nipple, "I hope you get nice little titties. I'm going to fight for sucking rights and play with them and take some photos for posterity and…"

"Aaand then you do that."

"You love it."

"Yeah I do."

"Scotty we have a baby and a grandbaby on the way. What if they turn out Omega? I don't want the kids to go through any of this crap. I have a dog in this fight and every time someone treats you or Dean badly I'm going to call them on it."

Spencer turned on the jets and repositioned Scotty, "I'm hungry for a meal of oysters and snails."

"I'm never letting you watch "Spartacus" again."

Spencer dove under the water and with a flick of a tongue and some well placed fingers the DMV fiasco faded away.

….

Castiel marched along with Dean up to the counter at the DMV. He glared at the woman before she could open her mouth. Dean shook his sleeve, "Take it down a notch. Give her a chance."

The Alpha tried to relax but after yesterday Castiel expected the worst, "My fiancée is here to get his probationary license."

Everything went remarkably easy. Dean passed with flying colors and was behind the wheel of the Impala faster than you could say "awesome". He drove them to Gina's Pizzeria where Spencer, Scotty and Sam were waiting. Dean burst in the door right to their corner table.

"I got it!"

Dean was glowing and it had nothing to do with a pregnancy. He had earned his first bit of real freedom. Sam couldn't stop smiling because Dean's smile was so infectious. "That is so cool Dean! I'm proud of you."

Scotty and Spencer gave him a gift card to a major auto parts store in the area as congratulations. They all gorged on four different types of pizza and went home for birthday cake.

Sam pointed to the lopsided cake with blue frosting, "I made it myself. I'm practicing to be a well rounded Alpha."

Now it was Dean's turn to be proud of Sam.

…

February

Castiel was an uncomplicated man. Before meeting Dean he lived by routine and it was a safe and comfortable existence if not boring and lonely. Now that he had a taste of love, Cas was willing to accept and embrace complicated.

He felt Dean deserved a real wedding with all the little things that make it special. Of course nothing over the top like Benny and Javier's wedding. Even if they had wanted that, which they didn't, Spencer was footing the bill but his money wasn't endless. Spencer was very well off through hard work and investing wisely but he was far from Mercado rich.

Castiel and Dean used their weekend to firm up wedding plans. Dean wanted plenty of video and photographs taken, after losing his mother in the house fire and having so little to remind him of Mary he didn't want to miss an opportunity to have this special day fully immortalized. Cas was in full agreement.

The ceremony would take place at a small wedding venue called Angelus Grotto and preformed by a nondenominational Beta minister. The reception and dancing would take place at a hotel that Javier's father owned in one of the banquet halls free of charge as a wedding gift to the Novak family from the Mercado family.

The menu they planned was simple, chicken and beef. The music would be provided by a DJ and there would be an open bar with plenty of fruity concoctions for the pregnant Omegas in attendance. The wedding cake would be baked by a local bakery run by an Omega, a gift from his Alpha. Cas and Dean wanted to support the baker and his chance at independence even if his mate was on the title.

Relieved they had hammered out some of the details Castiel took the opportunity to run some things past his fiancée, "Dean, are you still ok with our honeymoon at the cabin?"

Dean plucked at the sequins on the oversized tee that spelled out "Baby On Board" with an arrow pointing to his little bump. "Yeah of course, we have heat in there and the fireplace. Will the plumbing be working though? I'm not usually a pansy about doing a number two outside but squatting in the snow is something I can't handle right now."

"Yes of course, getting everything insulated was one of the first things I did after I inherited the cabin from mom. Benny said he'd run up there beforehand and get everything going for us."

"Then I'm in. We need a lot of food, I'm gonna make a grocery list. I can make spaghetti and burgers. Guess I should start practicing cooking."

Castiel gave him his biggest gummy smile, "You are so cute being all Omega like this."

Dean rolled his eyes, "Don't get used to it. This is just hormones talking."

"Did you do your sociology report?"

"Shit! No."

"Dean you have to keep up with the home school assignments or they are going to haul your perky behind back into the classroom and I'll get my perky behind handed on a platter to that bitch of a principle."

Dean could think of something else much better than homework. He lifted up the long sequin tee and draped a leg over each arm of the wingback exposing himself, "The honey is flowing Teacher, wanna pollinate me?"

Castiel sunk to his knees in front of Dean, "I think this is a honey trap. Buzz, buzz, I'm a hungry little bee."

That was the night Cas' bee kink began.

…..

Benny wandered around ABO Leather & Lace with Castiel checking out the offerings. Castiel had little experience in these sorts of places and hoped Benny would be a good guide. Unfortunately Benny didn't frequent lingerie and sex shops either.

The big, blue eyed Cajun liked to do things the old fashioned way. If he felt like a little harmless bondage he got out one of his barely used neckties and let Javier go to town. Other than that it was bare hand spankings and nice raw fucking.

Cas stopped in front of a display of stunning collars and leashes. "I'd like to get one for Dean with colorful sparkles but I think he'd get upset."

"Javi loves collars. He gets a kick out of showing them off in public with me on his arm. He likes the whole public ownership thing. Me I can take it or leave it. I think people already get the idea he belongs with me."

Cas laughed, "It must be like a mastiff walking a teacup poodle."

Getting back to the question of collars, "It's not that Dean has to wear one in public or even in private all the time but once in awhile I think he'd look pretty in one. We are still going back and forth about wedding attire. I have these urges and fantasies. I pride myself on being fairly progressive but still…"

Benny slung an arm over his friends shoulders, "Don't be ashamed of your Alpha cravings little brother. We are hardwired to desire particular things in Omegas and sometimes you have to let go and give in to the cravings."

…

While Scotty was out getting groceries Dean took the opportunity of having the house to himself and went to explore Scotty's dressing table. The Older Omega had a decent collection of cosmetics, jewelry, collars and jewel-like bottles of various scents.

Omega perfumes were different from Beta perfumes or Alpha colognes. Specially blended to work with the uniqueness of an Omega's duel pheromones, the scents tended toward more natural blends that were never cloying or too strong. Herbal, soft floral and spice notes along with fruity and woody undertones meant there was a wide palate of mixtures to satisfy any Omega.

Dean was a very natural Omega and didn't follow the crowd when it came to more traditional grooming habits. He didn't shave his legs, armpits or crotch not that his crotch needed shaving. Dean had no pubic hair except for a small nest of dark blonde curls crowning his cock. Everything else was smooth, pink and tight.

He picked up a purple bottle with a gold label that said "Passions", "I wonder if this is any good." Dean dabbed a little behind each ear and then a dab on his wrist and took a whiff, "Not bad, vanilla and sweet pea."

Next Dean went through all the makeup but felt intimidated by too many choices. The only thing he knew how to put on was lipstick. Dean chose a dark red the color of dry blood and carefully filled in his generous lips. "I look like a hooker…a really hot hooker." He painted his eyelids with glittery soft green eye shadow and admired himself in the mirror.

Dean picked up a pair of lace panties from the floor. He looked around just to be sure he was totally alone and then sniffed the crotch getting a full blast of Scotty, "Jesus, no wonder Spencer can't get enough of him." A perfect blend of masculine and feminine, Scotty was the most desirable type of Omega.

Castiel often said that Dean's scent was very balanced and now Dean knew he meant by that. It explained a lot about both him and Scotty. Dean thought that would be the best type of Omega to be though he didn't look down on the more feminine Omegas. They were all in the same boat no matter what.

Next he went through the clothing in Scotty's walk in closet. Castiel had asked Dean what he wanted to wear for the wedding and Dean had no answer so he hoped for some inspiration.

It was all becoming too much for him. Dean still wasn't sure what he was and where he fit in this world. The decisions and the weight of his burdens and memories hit him all at once. For an average teenager these questions and feelings were normal and difficult but for Dean Winchester everything was tenfold.

….

Scotty unloaded the groceries and once everything was in order he went in search of Dean. It was too quiet. There was no music blasting, no dirty dishes in the sink from one of his many food raids and usually Dean would have been right there to carry everything inside.

Scotty searched everywhere finally finding Dean curled up on the floor of the walk in closet where he had cried himself to sleep. He was clad only in a tee shirt that said "Rock On" and a pair of Scotty's clean panties. Dean's face was smeared with makeup where he had tried to rub it off and clothing was strewn around the closet floor.

Seeing Dean that way was heartbreaking. It pulled many twisted, pain filled memories of Scotty's own past to the light. Memories so dark they rivaled and perhaps exceeded the blackest ones in Dean's mind.

The older Omega curled up on the pile of clothing next to Dean then grabbed a terry bath robe covering them both up. Dean instinctively snuggled tight to him smelling familiarity and comfort even in his sleep. Scotty quietly cried himself to sleep right next to his little ingénue.

TBC

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