Benny waved his friend over to their lunch spot, greeting him with a hearty "Laissez les bons temps rouler, little brother!" the Cajun had a grin from ear to ear.
Castiel carefully set his tray on the table and took his usual seat; he gave his friend a quizzical look, "What are you grinning about?"
"I heard from my sweet Javi that you are squiring Dean to the prom. I am a chaperone from the Mardi Gras dance and I imagine I'll need to keep an eye on you two so there is no illicit behavior in front of the students."
"I assure you, Mr. Lafitte that will not be required. There will dancing will on the menu, not Dean."
"Yes there will and I'm hoping to score in the backseat of the Impala later on."
The younger, much less experienced Alpha decided to pick his well traveled friend's brain. "Tell me everything you know about senior prom and don't leave out any details."
The Cajun briefly closed his eyes as his mind took a pleasant trip back in time, "My prom was," he chuckled, "memorable. I took Suzette La Champ…she wore a pink satin dress with a matching bow in her long, dark hair and she smelled of magnolias. Her bosoms domed over the top of her corseted chest like two creamy little loaves of bread." He added "mmmmm."
Castiel wondered if his friend was embellishing the story a bit since Benny was known to spin some tales, "when the dance was over did she dig a turnip from the ground and then declare she'd never go hungry again?"
Benny was indignant, "Scarlett O'Hara lived in Georgia. If you're going to poke fun then at least get it right."
"Sorry, go on."
"I dressed in a fine black suit with a crisp white shirt and paisley vest; I wore my grandfather's bolo tie…"
"Was "The Gambler" playing in the background as you entered the gym?" Cas cracked himself up with a rapier wit that was clearly wasted on his friend.
"Do you want details or not?"
"Yes, apologies."
"Anyway, we danced and danced and drank spiked punch until we were giddy. We snuck out to the baseball field and there we made love under the stars. Then I drove her home early, went back and finished the evening with Kyle…"
"Whoa, you had two dates?!"
"As a teenager I had a large appetite, mon frère. We danced the final dance of the evening and then I took Kyle out to the baseball field and…"
"Made love under the stars?"
"Well yeah, but not in the same spot, that would be crude."
Cas shook his head, "This isn't what I need to know. Did you buy your date a corsage and now days would that be that passé? Should I buy Dean a small gift as a token of my affection to prime the pump, should we both wear suits or what do Omegas wear to these functions now days? Surely you have inside information."
Benny placed a calming hand on his friend's arm, his voice filled with empathy, "Castiel, I know this is your first prom but you need to relax. As for what Dean should wear, it's Dean, he'll wear whatever the hell he wants. The young man is nothing like Javier who is firmly in touch with his softer side. Let it be a surprise. Buy him a corsage, the worse that could happen is Dean smacks you in the face with it. A small gift would be nice but I doubt you need to prime the pump."
In an uncharacteristic whine Cas said, "But I want to get lucky."
"Oh Cas, you really do need help."
Benny watched as his friend's expression went from frustration to a very familiar pensive. He knew Castiel had shut the conversation down and turned inward for his answers.
"I didn't mean to say that, little brother."
"I'll figure it out on my own."
….
Dean and Scotty went to the nicest department store in their area in search of the perfect prom clothes.
The older Omega was drawn to the racks of beautiful gowns. Alex reached out from the double stroller and grabbed the hem of the silver dress in front of him, "Oooh." Gracie was too far away from the rack to grab the sparkly garment and started to fuss.
Dean steered the stroller to the middle of the aisle where the expensive clothes were safe from grabby little hands.
He was relieved when an Omega, dressed in a suit, hustled over to assist them, "This guy gets it…, dresses aren't for everyone."
The young man apparently worked on commission because there was no way Dean was escaping without deciding on something. Scotty took the stroller from Dean and went to find something for himself and left his friend in competent hands. At the best of times going clothes shopping was an exercise in torture for Dean but for Castiel's sake; he wanted to look his best.
The salesman asked Dean what types of clothing he was looking for.
Dean explained, "I need something nice for prom but no dresses, I'm not that kind of Omega…not that there is anything wrong with that, it's just not my style. Senior prom isn't just important to me but also my date, it's his first prom and I want everything perfect."
"Well of course you want everything perfect, this is a once in a lifetime event for a teen. This is your chance to trip the light fantastic and create lasting memories before stepping out into the great big world." The salesman gave a dreamy sigh as he thought back to his own prom.
Just for shits and giggles, Dean let the stranger know exactly who he was going with, "I've been out in the great big world since I was four and my date isn't a senior, he's my English teacher."
"Come again?"
"My English teacher," Dean secretly got a kick out of sharing that tidbit people and enjoyed gauging their reactions. He often left out the part where Castiel was his husband.
Casey thought that bit of information was very interesting and extra juicy, "Salacious! From the looks of you, I would imagine your teacher is quite attractive."
The Omega whipped out his phone and showed the salesman a picture of Castiel in his tiny running shorts looking very sweaty and perturbed at having his photo taken after a long run.
"Oh, he is very desireable!"
"Yeah he is."
After Dean got his kicks showing off his Alpha he held up his hand and Casey gave him a high five in congratulations on scoring such a prize. Sometimes it was fun for an Omega to do the objectifying.
"Ok, enough fun, I need clothes."
"I think I know just what you need."
Dean was guided to a rack of a particular type of garment. Casey held up a long, black jacket with a subtle gray pattern woven throughout. Black bone buttons ran up the front and instead of a tradition collar, it stood up around the neck similar to a clergy collar, "This is patterned after a Sherwani and has really become all the rage with Omegas. The best part is, you wear it with pants. I have an array of patterns and color pallets to choose from. It's the best of both worlds for an Omega. This garment can be as masculine or soft as you like depending upon your choices."
Dean tried on a few before making his decision. The Omega just needed a few more things, "Do you have an Omega intimates section? I wanna get some tutoring after prom." He winked at the salesman.
Casey crooked a finger in Dean's direction, "Follow me."
…
After shopping, the mothers and kids headed for McDougal's to meet the others. Once those familiar, sparkly plaid arches came into view Grace and Alex both lost their minds. They were old enough to remember this place had ice cream, McNuggers and an awesome play area.
Dean and Scotty found Mason already waiting for them along with Adam and also Isabelle, Sal and Terry's daughter. Javier joined them along with the twins, Beau and Angelina. Every kid there was able to walk unassisted but was still at an easy to catch stage. All six children had spent enough time together at family functions and daycare that they had formed a close bond.
The kids each got a Sparkly Meal with a toy prize inside, after the food massacre the parents released the tots into the wilds of McDougal's Playland. This was the first time Dean had taken Grace to McDougal's and was glad to find the only thing separating them from the children was glass and an open door. There was even a sitting area for adults inside.
The Omegas chatted about kids, Dean's upcoming prom and graduation, Javier's recent vacation, Mason's relationship with his Omega Martin and working at Bello's Bistro and Scotty's new business teaching yoga. He even demonstrated his flexibility for the others by lifting a long leg and placed it behind his head.
The man at the next table couldn't take his eyes off the flexible Omega and earned a scolding from his wife. Scotty didn't miss beat, he handed the woman one of his business cards, "Take my yoga course and you too could learn how to do that."
The husband asked, "Do you take middle aged guys and are you the instructor?" The wife picked up the tray, dumped it and commanded her husband get his ass out the door.
Dean murmured, "Beta" and the others agreed.
Scotty unveiled the contents of the shopping bag he'd brought inside. He bought a little gift to each Omega, a black silk scarf dotted with colorful sequins. He'd come across them in the sale bin at the department store at a real bargain price. Once he laid eyes on the slightly tacky scarves he knew they each must own one to mark their first gathering.
When Scotty modeled his scarf, acting as if it was high couture, the rest broke out in laughter. That cinched it, Dean wanted in on the fun; he draped the length of silk around his neck. Normally even the thought of wearing something sequined would have caused him to break out in hives but somehow it felt right to sit here with the others and sharing in a moment.
The blonde didn't forget about the kids, he had gone to the Mommy and Me section and purchased little felt berets sprinkled with sparkles. Before they left, each child had a beret on. Dean declared they were now the Groovy Tots Club.
This little gathering of misfits was his kind of people and Dean felt proud to call them family.
….
Dean had returned home a little late and when he found Castiel upstairs in bed surrounded by old year books, a box of photos, a destroyed pint of Chunky Monkey, Hot Pocket sleeves and an almost empty bottle of wine on the nightstand, the Omega's heart hurt for his husband.
It was apparent Castiel had some sort of mini breakdown. Dean left him sleep.
Dean tended to Graces needs first and put her down for the night then unloaded the shopping bags. He had a snack, took a shower to wash off the smell of McDougal food and then went to deal with the mess on the bed.
The Omega pulled the quilt off his Alpha and took a moment to admire all the young, tight flesh laid out in front of him like a buffet. As if sensing Dean's presence, Cas' cock went from soft to plump, rolling along the sleeping man's hip and pointing in the Omega's direction.
Dean couldn't resist wrapping his lips around curious little Cas and sucking him off.
Cas let out a throaty moan triggering Dean's snatch to expel fresh slick. As the wetness spread between his thighs he thought, "I am so fucking easy…"
When Cas finally opened his eyes he found Dean, naked except for a garish scarf around his neck, going to town on his meat.
"Dean…"
Dean released the cock with a loud, wet pop then straddled his lover's hips, wet lips pressed against the hard shaft beneath him. Castiel reached up and fingered the sequined scarf.
"I missed you, Kitten."
"I texted you we'd be late." He gestured to the pile of trash, books and shoebox of photos on the nightstand, "Whets that all about?"
"I took a trip down memory lane and had forgotten it was full of ruts and rocks."
"You wanna talk about it?"
"Not right now."
Dean slid the scarf from his neck and used it to bind the vulnerable young man's wrists; he braced one hand on Castiel's shoulder and used the other to guide the turgid length of Alpha dick inside of him. Dean let out a hiss as he worked through the discomfort of forcing the already swollen knot inside him.
Castiel's head tilted back, exposing his throat to Dean and in his still tipsy state cried, "Yeeeesss, gimmee your hot pocket," then howled, "ride me hard, you pretty bitch!"
"You got it, Drunky McDrunkerson." Dean went at it like gangbusters until the sheets were soaked and both were exhausted and drained.
In the afterglow, resting in the shelter of others arms, Dean whispered, "Hot pocket?"
"Yes, hot pocket." Castiel nuzzled the length of silk now back around Dean's neck, "te amo et semper amabo."
"I love you and I'll always love you too."
TBC
A/N- Next chapter, prom. Thanks to all for the reviews on the last chapter and new readers following my story.