Castiel was dressed in a vest, harness and a pair of itty bitty stretch suede shorts that would have put Daisy Duke to shame
From the look on Dean's face Castiel wondered if he had overdone it, "He must be in shock and for good reason; that's what I get for shopping at .com. I look like a Tom of Finland reject. Thanks for the advice Benny."
Completely in awe of this Mega Alpha standing before him, Dean finally managed to blurt out, "You are a god."
Cas took a step closer to Dean, "You like it?"
Beaming with pride at having such a gorgeous man as his very own, Dean flashed Cas one of his brilliant smiles, "I don't like it, I love it."
Dean did his best panther crawl to the edge of the bed. He pressed his face against the suede housing the Alpha's swollen meat and began sucking the outline of the erection. He tried pulling the shorts off but Cas caught his wrist. The Alpha decided it was time to test some more dirty talk, "Are you my needy little cock slut?"
The Omega pulled off the damp suede and moaned, "Always and only for you Alpha."
He grasped the close cropped hair and gave Dean a gentle tug back, "Sorry Omega, not yet."
The feisty Omega growled at him like a puppy denied a favorite toy.
Castiel patted the teen on top the head, "I promise I'll give you a big, juicy bone later." He smiled down at his beauty, "Besides, you're my kitten not my puppy."
Dean let out a little mewl and gingerly rubbed his cheek against his Alpha's erection, "I'm your naughty kitten."
To an outsider the exchange would have seemed just this side of weird and it was about to get a whole lot weirder.
Castiel trailed his nose through the air as a hungry smile crossed his face. Dean's body had just released a thick jelly-like substance to coat his rectum in preparation for penetration. It was easily distinguished from an Omegas vaginal slick scent.
"He's so close to ready…"
The Omega rolled up his adoring eyes locking with his Alpha's electric blue. He begged, "Please dance for me."
"Go back to your nest and put the music on." He slapped Dean on the ass as soon as he had a clear shot.
Dean scampered back to the pillows and turned on the music. "Come Undone" filled the small cabin, Castiel easily climbing to the top of the pole and stretching his body out with a one handed grip. He swung round and round, the music spurring the stripper on to wild acrobatics.
Mine, immaculate dream made breath and skin
I've been waiting for you
Signed, with a home tattoo,
Happy birthday to you was created for you
Can't ever keep from falling apart
At the seams
Cannot believe you're taking my heart
To pieces
Oh, it'll take a little time,
Might take a little crime
To come undone now
Dean was positively mesmerized. His personal stripper slid to the center of the pole and removed the leather vest. Cas tossed it to him and as soon as Dean caught it he tongued the damp leather where his Alpha's hairy pits had been.
We'll try to stay blind
To the hope and fear outside
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind
And blow me in to cry
Who do you need, who do you love
When you come undone
Beneath the vest the stripper wore a studded leather harness connected by a steel ring directly in the center of his smooth, muscular chest. Dean wondered what it would look like with a special A.O. leash attached.
Words, playing me deja vu, Like a radio tune I swear I've heard before,
Chill, is it something real, Or the magic I'm feeding off your fingers
Can't ever keep from falling apart.. at the seams
Can I believe you're taking my heart.. to pieces
Cas descended the pole landing with a heavy thud of boots on hardwood. Teasing his wet bitch,Cas lowered the shorts just under his glorious buttocks, he then grasped the pole with both hands and pumped his hips for his Omega. Cas gave his ass a slap then spread his cheeks. The Alpha knew what the Omega wanted out of him and he was happy to give it all.
Dean was now standing on the bed stroking his dick, swinging his hips and singing the lyrics. Cas danced near enough for Dean to hook the harness with his hand and drag him down on the bed.
Lost, in a snow filled sky, we'll make it alright, to come undone,
Now we'll try to stay blind, to the hope and fear outside,
Hey child, stay wilder than the wind -
And blow me in to cry.
Who do you need?
Who do you love?
When you come undone.
This was their week of experimentation and pushing boundaries. Feeling a surge of power, Dean took a risk. He slapped his heavy dick against the blue eyed stripper's face and demanded "Suck my dick."
The Alpha let the mouthy Omega take over. Cas planned on giving back it in spades soon enough. He grasped the pipe hard length in one hand as his tongue went to work on the plump, silky head. Flicking under, around he paused now and then to clean the fluid leaking from the tip. Taking pity on the teen, Castiel stopped his teasing and sucked in earnest.
Within moments Dean was pumping a hot load down his husband's gullet. He took secret pleasure in watching his strong Alpha drink down every drop of his sterile Omega cum.
Cas' foot shot out knocking the CD player off the nightstand sending the cabin into silence punctuated with the sounds of desperate coupling.
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Dean was sitting on top of his prize smiling down at Cas. The smile had no softness. It reminded Cas as more of a wolf smile, all sharp white teeth with danger behind it. The Alpha had to admit it was sexy as hell.
The young Hunter demanded, "Lose the shorts."
"I hate to do this to you Dean but…" Cas flipped the Omega on his back pinning him down, "Stay." He rolled off the bed and backed away.
"Take control…don't let him get too out of hand…you are the Alpha…give a command for him to focus on."
Castiel took his own sweet time undoing the harness. When he undid the last buckle he tossed it on the bed, "Put it on. I want to see you in the harness."
The Omega did as he was instructed. He didn't need to do much adjustment, Cas wasn't a big guy. The Omega's slight breasts were emphasized by the straps. Dean enjoyed the harness, he felt like a cross between an Amazon and a Viking warrior. Leather suited him just fine.
Dean was a sight to behold, harnessed and hard as a rock. Castiel was dizzy with arousal from the heady scent of his Omega.
Cas pulled off the soaked shorts in one swift movement. He walked with purpose right up to the Omega and did his head cock with the eye squint.
Normally Dean thought the quirky movements were cute. This time they made him feel excited and nervous, he was going to pay for calling Castiel a slut. Dean had the thrill of the unknown before him. Something hidden and hardwired had been triggered by the Alpha's expression and stance. He rolled onto his belly, got on all fours then pressed his chest to the bed in perfect presentation.
His cheeks were open enough for the Alpha to see the glistening jelly clinging to the Omega's asshole. A swipe of the tongue along the pink crack elicited a wanton moan.
Castiel managed to hold back. Instinct was a bear to fight but somehow he came enough to his senses to ask in a tension filled voice, "Wife I need you badly, are you ready?"
Permission was necessary, Dean's state of mind was important. The Omega had in the near past been forced into many physically painful and degrading situations at the hands of Alphas. Castiel needed to know this was ok even if denial would wound his Alpha pride. The Omega presenting himself wasn't enough, Castiel needed more.
Dean pushed his ass higher and waited, when nothing happened he cried out, "Alpha please."
Permission given, Castiel pushed the head of his dick through the tight ring of muscle then fed the rest of the inches into the cushion of gelatinous anal slick. The Alpha stopped just short of the knot. He waited for Dean to get used to the sensation; there were no protests or begging. Taking that as a cue to continue he grasped his wife by the hips fucked the Omega's former cherry ass in earnest.
Squishy sounds and the steady slap of balls against taint and pussy filled the room. Castiel changed the angle of his thrusts in a bid to illicit more than just grunting from Dean. As lost as Cas was to his own physical needs the Alpha still wanted the teen to enjoy the ride.
Dean had his eyes shut tight while he tried to get used to the stretch and feeling of fullness. He wanted to please his Alpha more than anything. As Cas plunged deep changing the angle of his thrust, Dean experienced an amazing sensation when his husband's dick hit his sweet spot. He let out a strangled cry of joy, slamming his body back to meet his Alpha thrust for thrust.
Castiel was on top of the world, not only had he taken the last vestige of physical purity from his mate he was truly pleasuring him in the process, "Ok Cas, bring him on home…you can do this."
He grasped Dean's dick in one hand and slipped two fingers in his pussy, "Thrust, rub, jerk, thrust, rub jerk…" Soon the Alpha had a perfect rhythm going.
The Omega fell easily in to passivity, chest against the mattress; he gave in to the overwhelming pleasure. When his Alpha pushed the fat, throbbing knot inside his body, Dean only whimpered from the intrusion. The pain was fleeting and well worth the feel of his lover's cock flushing seed inside his body.
Castiel's orgasms hit hard and quick one after the other until there was nothing left to give. His body sensing no need to for fertilization, the knot rapidly deflated and his spent cock slipped out of the Omega's body. Dean let out a sigh of relief. It was stimulation overload, his body felt sore and exhausted.
Immediately the Alpha peppered his Omega with little kisses asking in between the pecks if Dean and the baby were alright. "I went a little crazy Dean, I can't recall everything I said and did. I tried my best to maintain control."
Feeling bone lazy Dean just laid there, eyes closed with a goofy smile on his face. "I'm ok, the butt stuff didn't hurt as much as I thought it would and then you hit my sweet spot and got handsy…" his voice drifted off.
Worried, he gently shook Dean's shoulder, "I thought you derived great pleasure at that point." He gave Dean the big blue puppy eyes. It wasn't in an attempt to manipulate the Omega, Castiel was honestly concerned. "Was I wrong?"
He reached up cupping his Alpha's sweet face, "I went crazy, it was mind blowing and I didn't know what hole I was squirting out of. I think…I think I kind of had a butt orgasm." Dean blushed bright pink, "I know that sounds weird but I don't know how to describe it any other way. It was awesome."
Cas went from frowning to smiles, "Dean that is a very high compliment to an Alpha, thank you!"
Dean let out a chuckle, "I really need to learn more about Alphas."
….
Castiel had Dean take a shower while he changed the bedding. He joined his wife a few minutes later to lather and shampoo the tired teen.
Dean was getting used to being pampered; it was something denied him until he met his English teacher. Although pampering was wonderful Dean also took pleasure in being a caretaker to others. To let go and enjoy being treated so well was still new to him.
Cas toweled Dean off, wrapped him in a flannel robe and put him bed. He brought Dean a mug of catnip tea with a dash of honey along with a little plate of snacks.
Cas watched as the Omega devoured the food and sipped the tea, "I derive great pleasure in watching you eat. It makes me feel good to know you are warm, safe and never wanting for anything." He placed a hand over Dean's belly, "How is our little bun?"
Dean spit an olive pit on to the fancy little china plate. "No complaints."
The rest of the evening consisted of lazy kisses, gentle touches and declarations of love. When Dean fell asleep Castiel watched over his family until he couldn't keep his eyes open any longer.
….
Barbara enlarged the image on the screen. The CEO for Amazonian Publishing sucked in a sharp breath when Dean in his rare, traditional Omega wedding garb appeared.
"I've never seen a wedding like this before. The bride is breathtaking and the groom is gorgeous. The costumes alone…"
Mark corrected her, "they aren't wearing costumes, those are tradition garments used in Alpha and Omega bonding ceremonies way back in the day. This young couple decided to embrace this whole culture fallen by the wayside and nearly forgotten."
Larry the videographer added, "We can't release any of this of course. The photographs and video are all the property of Castiel Novak."
Barbara ran a long blackberry polished nail over the image of Castiel, "For the right price I'm sure he'll do it." She gestured around at the walls filled with images of Omega brides, "These brides in their virgin white gowns are boring and stale. I need this freckle faced angel with the cocky smile to grace Omega Bride." Barbara crooked a painted brow, "This Dean person is pregnant?"
Larry rubbed his hands together in a blatant show of greed just thinking about all the money he could make on the video it took of the Novak family, "Yup, knocked up."
Mark considered himself an artist with the camera. Though he loved money as much as the next person he wasn't a cutthroat person. Married to an Omega and being a fairly progressive man he saw the other side of things, " I have a concern Ms. Leech; Mr. and Mrs. Novak need to know that their appearance in a magazine dressed like this might open them to a backlash."
Barbara stabbed a dagger nail at the photographer, "Fashion is risk!" She twirled around on her desk chair, bony legs stuck out in the air almost jabbing the men with the red stilettos she was wearing.
"What an absolutely titillating love story! The young horny English teacher and his needy, neglected, downtrodden, virgin student, oh I need to get an interview!"
She tapped a nail on the screen, "Who are these adorable moppets on the bridge?"
Larry answered, "The tall one is Dean's little brother Sam and the other is a friend of Sam's." Larry wrinkled his nose; "To me he smelled like a prepubescent Omega." Larry was not a fan of Omegas.
Barbara enlarged the image, "Holy Wonder Woman! Who is that towering blonde?"
Again with disgust in his voice Larry answered, "Scott Novak, a young piece of meat Spencer Novak bought as his arm candy."
Mark punched his asshole business partner in the arm, "shut up, Scott is very nice and he's married."
Barbara hummed her approval when she looked closer at Spencer, "Wouldn't kick him out of bed for eating crackers. This whole family is yummy with a capitol Y. It's really Dean and the tasty little teacher that I want. Then again you can't have two stars with a good back up cast."
The malnourished Cruella De Ville lookalike waved her arms in the air for a bit of drama, "I need them. The last meeting with my superior didn't go as well as I had hoped. The market is stale and I want those two on the cover of our quarterly bridal special, I also want the teacher in a spread for Mega Alpha."
The men looked at her as if she went nuts. "Yes I know he is just a teacher but it takes more than a man's profession to make a Mega. For fucks sake he looks like a Disney prince!"
Mark took his laptop back from the crazy bitch and put it safely in his messenger bag, "You come up with a number I can quote to Mr. Novak and he can agree or not, his choice."
The editor hardly heard him. She was too busy dreaming of a pretty, freckled, green eyed teen and his glorious husband splashed all over the covers of the company's publications. Barbara felt they would shake things up and cause a real stir. Controversy would bring money to the Amazonian and secure her place.
…
Dean cracked an eye open and looked at the clock on the nightstand, it was past eight. He decided to watch Castiel sleep awhile, "Aw, you look like a little angel with stubble and sex hair. Keep sleeping babe, I'm gonna make you a big breakfast." He placed his bare feet on the cold floor and a shiver went through his body, "It's colder than the Devil's heart in here."
He put on his shearling slippers and headed for the kitchen to start the coffee and get a quiche in the oven and then fry up some potatoes. Dean never thought the day would come when he would be pregnant and making quiche for his Alpha. Cas as his husband made it not a task but a pleasure. It being with him allowed Dean to soften a little and discover other parts of himself there was no room for in his old life. Dean was happy.
…
Spencer eyed Bobby Singer over the rim of his coffee cup, "So where are you taking Sam?"
The Hunter answered cryptically, "On a sort of field trip, I promise to have him back by dinner."
Sam could hardly eat a thing he was so excited for his day with Bobby to start. Spencer turned his attention to the fidgety boy wearing Dean's old sweatshirt, "Be careful and bring your phone. You have my office number and cell right?"
Sam nodded, "Yes Sir."
"Good, if you need me just call." He grabbed his leather messenger bag and headed for the door with Scotty on his heels.
The Omega bent to give his husband a kiss, "Don't worry, Bobby is one of the good guys."
Spencer looked back at the two sitting together at the table pouring over a strange old book, "I don't want a Hunters life for Sam or Dean."
Scotty knew how excited Sam had been for today to come. "Bobby is leaving for Sioux Falls tomorrow after breakfast and everything will go back to normal. If you deny Sam and Dean the chance to learn from him I feel it would put them in danger at some point. The Supernatural is very real as we now know, let Bobby Singer be their guide. Besides, the more you deny a person something the more they crave it."
Spencer was staring at Scotty's perky boobs trapped in a black sports bra. He couldn't resist giving them a squeeze, "Honk, honk. How did I end up with someone so beautiful and so smart?"
The Omega pulled him in for a hug mashing Spencer's face against his chest, "The Fates looked kindly upon us."
Bobby cleared his throat and the couple parted. "We're heading out now. See you both around seven."
Scotty watched as Spencer left for work and Sam hopped in the passenger seat of Bobby's old pickup. He resisted the urge to run out the door and drag Sam back inside.
TBC
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