"Tell me about your parents, Cas." Dean lay spread out on the bed after a lovely session of you're-still-mine sex once they got back home.

"What would you like to know about them?" Cas was curled into his side, head on the older man's chest. Dean shrugged as best he could.

"Dunno." Cas thought for a moment.

"I don't know them anymore. But before I was claimed, they were very protective of me. Before I got my first heat, they were offered large sums of money for me, once I did get my heat. Alphas promised to pay for my lodging, my education, anything. That's why they were so careful with me. I was only allowed out of the house for school."

"Really? What about your friends?"

"I didn't have any friends. They thought I was... weird." Dean tightened his arm around the Omega.

"What were you doing out, that first day?" Cas knew he meant the first days after his heat.

"I was going to a movie." Dean snorted.

"Really?" Cas nodded.

"Yes, sir."

"Any siblings?"

"Yes, sir. An older brother."

"What's his name?"

"Gabriel." Dean sighed. Getting the Omega to talk was a task all of it's own.

"What does your brother do?"

"He is an Omega doctor..." Cas hesitated. "He was the one who chipped me." Dean's eyes widened and he swung his head around to look at the blue-eyed boy.

"What?"

"Gabriel was the doctor who chipped me the first day you claimed me."

"Why didn't you say- oh." Dean didn't bother finishing the question. He knew why Cas hadn't said anything. He never did. "I'm sorry. If I had known..." Cas smiled.

"I was glad just to see him again, sir." Dean kissed the top of his Omega's head before flopping back to the bed.

"In other news, the small but vocal minority pushing for Omega equal rights is now pushing for Omegas to be allowed a vote in all future elections," the newscaster on the TV spoke clearly, her voice carefully devoid of all emotion. "The response has been a swift and resounding 'no' from most of the community." Dean huffed. He was lounging on the couch while Cas showered.

"Right. Omegas and equal rights. Like that'll happen." Cas entered the room wearing only his pajama pants. He offered a smile to Dean before sitting on the floor next to his Alpha's head, watching the TV. Dean put his hand on top of the Omega's head, letting it rest there as they watched the news together.

"Alright, don't open the door for anyone. Anyone I'd trust around you has a key- don't even let Sammy in, okay?" Dean was fretting, and he hated it. It was his first day back to work since he claimed Cas, and he didn't want to leave him alone, but didn't want him near Michael either. Some Alphas never went anywhere without their Omegas, so it's not like it would be strange for Cas to go with Dean to work. But both wanted to avoid a confrontation with Dean's boss over the blue-eyed teen.

"Yes, sir."

"You know what to do if you get hungry, you have my number if you need something."

"Yes, sir." Cas smiled at his Alpha, looking away quickly enough not to challenge the other's dominance. Dean smiled back and pulled the Omega close. He pressed his lips to the small boy's forehead and just breathed for a long moment.

"When I get back, I want you kneeling right here." he murmured into Cas's skin. "I want you naked. I want you hard. But I don't want you to touch yourself. I just want you there. Understood?"

"Yes, sir." The Alpha growled. "Yes... Dean." Over the past days, Dean had made it clear that while engaging in sexual activities he preferred to be called by his name- the rest of the time he liked 'sir'.

"Good boy." Dean inhaled a final time and pulled himself away from the Omega. "I'll be back around eight tonight. See you then." Cas nodded his agreement and the Alpha left, locking the door behind him. Cas looked around the apartment thoughtfully.

"Now what?" he murmured to himself as he wandered away from the door.

"Hey, Jo." Dean greeted as he walked onto the floor with his office. His secretary smiled at him.

"'Mornin', boss. Welcome back." She handed him a small stack of papers, her tail swishing irritably behind her. "The guy with the alien story somehow got a hold of your extension number and has been calling all morning. I took some messages." Dean snorted. Being a literary agent was usually a pretty sweet gig, but sometimes people refused to leave him alone. Those who didn't get picked up seemed to think that if they talked to Dean that Dean would see the error of his ways and cart them off to fame and fortune. In reality, it just pissed him off.

"Thanks. Has Michael come in today?" Dean was by no means scared of the man, but he would have liked to avoid him for as long as possible.

"I think he took another week of vacation." Jo was already busy again, answering the phone with a professional

"Dean Winchester's office, how may I help you?" Dean gave a small wave and entered his inner office, closing the door softly behind him. With a sigh he sat at his desk and powered on his computer. He hadn't checked his emails at all during his vacation- it was going to be a long morning.

By the time Dean finished sorting his emails- utter bull, unsolicited, and company junk- it was lunch, and he sighed again. Screw long mornings. It was going to be a long day.

By the time Dean got home, he was exhausted. He always hated the first day back at work after a vacation. He wearily opened the door and froze in his tracks when he saw Cas kneeling on the floor, head bowed, looking painfully hard.

"Shit." he breathed, closing the door softly behind him. He could tell the Omega was awake, but he didn't look up. Dean glanced at a clock on the wall- it was almost 11 o'clock. "Shit, Cas. Have you been there the whole time?"

"No, sir." Cas's voice was even, calm, and Dean relaxed. "I have merely been here since around 7:30." Dean flinched.

"I'm sorry I'm late, Cas. I'm so damn sorry." Dean bit his lip. Cas didn't speak for a long moment.

"I..." the Omega was at a loss for words. No Alpha had ever apologized to him for being late before. Dean locked the door and knelt in front of him.

"I am sorry, Cas. But... damn. It's really hot that you stayed here, waiting for me." Cas smiled shyly and glanced at his Alpha from under his eyelashes.

"Thank you, sir." Dean gently stroked the Omega's face- he leaned into the touch, practically purring. Dean curved his hand around to the base of the teen's neck, threading his fingers into his hair, puling gently and he drew Cas in for a kiss. Gently, Dean stroked the younger's boy's thigh.

"Such a good boy." he praised, hand trailing slowly up his Omega's hardness. "So good for me, baby."

"Ah, sir- Dean!"