Prince Castiel's big baby blues darted around the tree line waiting for a creature to attack.

Dean stepped out of the woods looking worse for wear. He was scratched up by brambles and limping after spraining his ankle trying to escape a brown bear who thought Dean resembled a tasty pot of honey.

Dean shambled over and flopped down in the patch of dandelions next to Sam. "Put your sword back in its sheath Princess and don't get your panties in a bunch."

The handsome rouge looked from Sam to Castiel and broke into a grin, "Nice flower crowns. Looks like I got two women to satisfy. Sam you look better without all that damn hair."

Sam sadly fingered the raggedly cut ends of the bob he was sporting after loping off his glorious mane. "I look horrible. I miss my stunning braid."

Dean shoved the virgin on his back and pinned his shoulders, "Don't worry baby, it's not your hair I care about." He rutted between the maidens legs a few times with too much fabric blocking Sampunzel's treasures.

Sam halfheartedly attempted to push him off, "Oh poo, I'm weak as a kitten. Get off me, you brute!"

"Oh I'll get off alright and if I do my job so will you buttercup."

The Prince pointed his sword toward Dean, "Unhand the maiden, he's mine. I promised Mother."

Dean rolled off onto his back tucking his arms beneath his head. "Come on Princess don't be like that. Don't you want to take a ride on my big…fat…juicy dick again? I'll take you both on."

An acorn bounced off from Dean's forehead and loud chattering was heard from the trees. Alfie dropped onto his chest and pounded against it with his tiny fists. "How dare you, Sam is a good boy. I thought you were a hero but I can see now you are just a pig."

Sam gently lifted his friend off Dean and set him on his own chest, "Thanks Alfie, you are always such wise counsel. Now, don't take offense little buddy but get lost."

Alfie squeaked, "What?"

"I mean just go eat a nut or something because I think I want to do it."

Alfie stomped around on Sam's chest. "Sam he's a player!"

"I know but I'm all…horny."

Alfie dropped a pile of anger nuggets on Sam's chest then scampered into a tree.

The Prince who had the last say in the matter demanded they saddle up and head back to the castle because the adventure had taken too long and he was sure the Queen was worried. It was bad enough the Prince was coming home without his manservant.

…..

Dean insisted on Sam riding in front of him on Baby. Sam felt a hand slip up his dress half way there and something long and hard poke him in the butt crack. "Ow, what is that?!"

"Don't worry about it."

Castiel rode by and smacked Dean on the back of the head then galloped away on Daphne.

They made it back to the castle by sunset. Servants immediately rushed out to tend the Prince and the strangers with him.

Naomi stood under an arch loaded with climbing cucumber vines. She nervously twisted a hanky in her hands when the two strangers approached with her son.

"Castiel, who are these people?"

He swept his arms to the sides, "Mother this is the fair damsel Sampunzel. I rescued him from the tower. This is Dean, he…he is a special man."

Naomi eyed the handsome rake coolly, "Special as in need of assistance with day to day living or special as in remarkable?"

Dean bowed with a flourish to the Queen, "I assure you my beautiful Queen, I am pretty damn remarkable."

She pulled her son aside and hissed in his ear, "You let him have relations with you."

"No!"

"Yes!"

"Yes…it's true. But Mother it was wonderful although I found I walked painfully afterward. I don't know if a member is supposed to be that big."

Naomi glared at Dean for a moment then stormed inside.

…

Dean reclined on the huge luxurious bed. It had a massive headboard filled with carvings of what looked to be boys playing leapfrog in the nude but Dean knew exactly what those naughty boys were doing and it wasn't a game.

He shoved his hand down the front of his trousers and gave his dick a nice pull to prime the pump for some action.

Sam stood there looking very lost. He wasn't sure what his role was in this trio. Dean patted the featherbed and smiled at the maiden, "Bring that pretty ass of yours over here."

Sam sat primly with hands folded neatly on his lap. "What now?"

Alfie wiggled his way out of the bodice of Sam's dress and fell to the bed. "I almost died in there."

"How did you get in there?"

"I'm a squirrel; we are known to be sneaky. Besides you don't have boobies so I smuggled myself in a soft cup."

The squirrel shook his version of a finger at Sam, "Don't have sex with him Sam. What if the Prince gets angry?"

Dean picked up Alfie and dumped him in the nightstand drawer and closed it. "There, enough of him."

…..

Castiel listened at the door of his bedchamber and heard giggling and the sound of what thought could be a moose tromping around. He flung the door open and found Sam running around naked with Dean in hot pursuit.

"What is going on here?"

Dean turned toward the Prince and waggled his dick, "Nothin' you can't join in sweet stuff. Now get over here and let Big Daddy hit that."

TBC

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A/N-A rake, short for rakehell (analogous to "hellraiser"), is a historic term applied to a man who is habituated to immoral conduct, particularly womanizing.