"Alright, so I'm a Gryffindor. Steve is also a Gryffindor. Kevin is a Ravenclaw. Sam is also a Ravenclaw. Lastly, Dean is a Hufflepuff."

Dean asked, "Why do I sound like a dessert?"

Sam rolled his eyes, "It's Hufflepuff not Cremepuff."

"Whatever Coleslaw Crowpaw."
Kevin interrupted, "It's Ravenclaw! Cho Chang was in that house; not great representation I'll admit, but than again I'm a smart Asian with a strict mother, so.."

Dean turned back to Charlie, "Why am I the only one in Jigglypuff anyway?"

Charlie tapped Dean on the nose, "Have some house pride. The sorting hat has spoken."

Steve asked, "Why are none of us in Slytherin?"

"Because the sorting hat decided none of us really fit Slytherin, although Sam might have he's more of a Ravenclaw, not that there's anything wrong with Slytherin house. Except Professor Snape, and You-Know-Who."

Kevin snarked, "No, I don't know who."

Charlie whacked Kevin upside the head as she quickly scrolled on her laptop. She held up her hand, "Everyone shut up! There is an important matter to attend to. The Queen of Moondoor is needed by her kingdom. We gotta get to Wichita. We have little time! I'll start working on getting costumes together for you boys. We should have enough room in the Impala for everyone even if Steven's got shoulders like a linebacker, Kevin's scrawny so it should work. It's about a three hour drive, which would've been more had it been in KC or Topeka. With Dean's driving, we should make it there in good time. I want everyone to start packing the essentials and I need to hit up a costume store."

Steve whispered to Dean, "What's Charlie going on about?"

Dean whispered back, "Larping, dude, and I don't think she's gonna take no for an answer."

Kevin stood and saluted Charlie, "What are you orders, your highness?"

Charlie nodded to Kevin regally, "We're gonna need an ice chest with water, beer for Sam and Dean, and cola for the normal people who don't drink alcohol every waking hour. Protein bars should also be considered because we'll need energy. I want everyone to shower before we leave, Time is limited my loyal subjects."

She turned to Sam, "Sam, I'm sorry but considering your size I need to take you to the costume store with me. You're just too tall."

Charlie clapped Dean on the shoulder after she closed her laptop, "Prepare yourself, my loyal handmaiden. I don't have a job for you, but you can spend time with your beau, and don't think of sabotaging Kevin's mission. Steve, make sure Dean doesn't wreck any havoc while we're gone."

Steve gave her a salute like Kevin had.

Dean grabbed Steve by hand and pulled him up when he stood up, "Well, while you guys are out doing all that. I'll inform Steve all about Larping while we watch the new Star Trek movies."

Sam rolled his eyes, "Sure, whatever you say."

Dean batted his hand at Sam's head when he passed, "Bitch."

Sam said Dean was a jerk as he led Steve down the hall to his bedroom.

As soon as Dean closed his bedroom door, He shoved Steve against the wall and claimed his mouth. In between kisses, Steve asked, "I-mmm- I thought-oh-we were gonna watch Star Trek."

Dean chuckled and nipped at Steve's lower lip, "I lied. If you wanna stop we can watch Star Trek-"

Dean laughed when Steve grabbed his ass before he lifted Dean up. Dean wrapped his legs around Steve's waist as they kissed Steve carried Dean over to his bed and gently tossed him onto the bed. Dean grinned, "God, you're strong. That's hot." Dean took off his shirt, pants, and underwear all in one awkward fumble, it wasn't really sexy, but Dean didn't care. His only concern was to get naked as fast as he could. Dean stopped Steve before he could rid himself of his shirt, "I want you to fuck me with your clothes on. I think it's pretty hot that I'm naked and you're not. You okay with that?"

Steve's cock twitched against his zipper. He nodded so fast Dean thought he might give himself a concussion. Steve unzipped his trousers and took out his already hard cock as he rummaged in the nightstand for lube. Dean told him, "Get a condom too. It'll be easier clean up that way."

Dean got onto his hands and knees and arched his back so Steve would have a nice view when he turned back around. He laughed when he heard the lube drop onto the floor and Steve's soft keening, "Jesus, Dean."

Dean glanced over his shoulder to see Steve tugging his cock with the condom in his other hand and the lube still on the floor. Dean asked, "You gonna keep staring at my ass, Rogers?"

Steve blushed and grabbed the lubricant off the floor, "Sorry. Got distracted,"

Dean cackled, "Darlin', I know I got a great ass, but come on. I want your cock right now, put the condom on, slick up, and get on with the show."

Steve carefully tore open the condom, "You know, we did have sex this morning after the Lord of the Rings marathon ended. You can wait for me to figure out how to put this on without ripping it."

Dean leisurely jerked his cock, "This morning was a long time ago, and 69 isn't the same as having your cock in me."

Steve managed to get the condom on without incident and smeared lube onto it, "If you like it so much I'm gonna have to try it sometime. I'll try having your cock in me for a change since you seem to think it's the cat's pajamas. Would you like that, Dean?"

Dean groaned low in his throat, "God, yes. Maybe another time when we have the time okay, babe. You ain't ever been with a man like that."

Steve leaned over Dean's back to give him a kiss, groaning when his cock nestled between Dean's ass cheeks, and when Dean grinded back. He kissed down Dean's back and shoulders. Dean breathed, "Come on, Steve, come on."

Steve slid his dick slowly into Dean enjoying his moans. Dean liked foreplay as much as the next guy, but with men he loved being fucked. Before Steve, most guys didn't think he'd want a cock up his ass, so usually he did the fucking. With Steve, he'd been fucked before, if not often, while Steve never had. He loved the feeling of being filled up with a man's thick dick, especially Steve's.

Steve slowly slid his dick in and out before he got into a rhythm. Thrusting harder and faster with Dean urging him on, "Come on, Darlin', feels so good. Harder, baby. Fuck me just like that. God, Steve. Yes, yes, right there! Oh fuck, Steve."

Steve held onto Dean's hips tighter as he pounded into Dean. Steve wasn't as mouthy as Dean in bed, but he knew Dean liked hearing him talk back, "You feel so good, Dean. So good. That's right, Doll, you want it harder I'll give it to you harder. God, Dean."

Dean's chin fell to his chest as he groaned, "Call me that again. I liked it. Say it again."

Steve put a hand underneath Dean to jerk his erection that felt so goddamn hot against his palm. He thrusted casually as he tugged Dean's cock, "Gonna come for me, Doll. You're a real dish, Dean, you drive me crazy. Cum, Doll."

Dean's semen sprayed over Steve's fist and with a few small last thrusts he came with his chest pressed against Dean's arched shivering back,

Steve slid himself out of Dean and collapsed on his side so he wouldn't crush Dean under his weight. He breathed heavily as he took off the condom and tossed it into the trash with ease. Dean wouldn't ever admit it, but Steve knew how much he liked to cuddle. He pulled Dean's pliant body into his arms and pressed a kiss onto his temple before giving him a peck on the lips.

Steve mused, "So, pet names-you like being called Doll."

Dean playfully slapped Steve's ass, "That doesn't leave the bedroom or Sam will never let me live it down. You like being called Darlin' and Baby, so don't judge."

Steve chuckled, "Okay, so I can only call you that when I wanna get you going."

Dean rested his head against Steve's chest, "Yeah, we'll hit the showers in a bit. Good game, champ."

Steve's cheeks hurt from grinning so much, but he couldn't help it around Dean, "You're so dopey."

After they'd finally managed to get the fleshy tips adhesives to Kevin's ears, and Steve into his Moondoor warrior costume they'd all headed to Wichita for Larping. The queen of Moondoor arrived with a company following her into her kingdom. A spry young elf, her loyal handmaiden, and two tall and strong warriors of yesteryear. The Queen's loyal subjects watched in awe when they arrived and greeted the queen appropriately. To the surprise of the Winchester's and Co. Steve actually turned out to be pretty good at role playing. Charlie jokingly asked if he had any stage or acting experience, and he blushed not meeting her eyes.

Dean glared at anyone who dared question why he was a handmaiden or made fun of that fact, while Kevin, Charlie, and Sam all did their best to impress girls. who were also Larping. A dark elf instantly took an interest in Kevin. Steve and Dean just let the kids have their fun.

Steve hadn't thought he'd like the whole thing, but it turned out to be real fun. He didn't feel like a fool when everyone else was doing it. Not to mention Dean looked really handsome in his costume. That sure helped. When Tony texted him asking how he was doing Steve told him he was Larping. Tony sent a frantic message claiming Steve hadn't been kidnapped by backwood inbred hicks, but he had been kidnapped by nerds! Steve replied back that he thought Tony was a nerd much to Tony's dismay. Bruce even texted Steve agreeing with him. When Clint heard what Steve was doing, he demanded picture evidence, so he had Dean take a picture of him in his costume with a Lancer and a cheerful maiden standing next to him. Clint replied back with a video of himself laughing hysterically.

Everything was fun, until they caught wind of a possible case. They heard that animals were turning up missing or killed and it all surrounded two creepy houses. The only correlation they could find since the houses were a good few miles apart, after playing mini-golf with Kevin's new friend, was that each house had ugly lawn gnomes in the yards. After nightfall, when the Larping was done for the day, they split into two groups. Kevin and Sam went to one house, while Dean, Steve, and Charlie went to the other.

Note for the future: Lawn gnomes are scary as shit when they actually move.

"Run come on, Charlie! Steve, haul ass!"

Charlie sprinted in order to keep pace with Steve and Dean, "How the hell are we supposed to kill those things? Bullets don't even do anything!"

Dean huffed, "Give me a minute to think!"

The little demon gnomes kept running after them with their yard instruments and whoever thought a garden gnome with a hatchet was a fucking dumbass. They wouldn't let up no matter how many yards they ran through or how many obstacles they put in their path.

Dean got an idea. Sam wouldn't approve, but Sam wasn't there.

He shouted to Steve, "Get up that oak tree we're coming up to. Help Charlie get up there. I'll be right behind you."

Steve shouted back, "Roger that."

Steve picked Charlie up and sprinted to the tree, He lifted her up so she could climb into the branches. Steve easily hefted himself up and waited in the lower part of the branches to help Dean up. Dean grabbed his arm and scrambled up the tree going higher and making sure he was close to the trunk. He dug something out of his jacket and yelled, "Brace for impact!" It wasn't until Steve heard Dean remove the pin he recognized the grenade. Charlie wrapped her arms around the tree trunk and closed her eyes. Steve made sure he had a hand on Dean and Charlie incase they fell out. Dean threw the grenade right onto the group of gnomes.

KABOM!

Lights went on as the smoke started to clear and pieces of ceramic gnome fell from the sky, The group hastily slid and jumped out of the tree and then ran like bats out of hell. They cackled and giggled as they ran hearing sirens of police cars going to the scene of the gnome massacre. When they made it to the Impala, they laughed out of breathe and Dean slammed his foot on the gas pedal. He drove back to meet up with Sam and Kevin like a maniac. They hooted and hollered out the window and Dean grabbed Steve into a kiss as they celebrated. Charlie wolf whistled. Dean grinned, "I fucking love grenades."

After picking up Sam and Kevin, who lured their gnomes to smash into a empty pool, they all went to Sonic for celebratory late night milkshakes. As he sipped his plain vanilla milkshake, Sam said, "Dean, Charlie, Kevin and I have been talking and we approve of Steve. 99.9%."

Steve asked jokingly, "What about the other 1%?"

Charlie replied, "No one's perfect, except Captain America."

Steve regretted asking.

Sam, Charlie, and Kevin shared a motel room, while Steve and Dean got one all to held Dean in his arms and kissed him. To think he'd been in such a tizzy after getting out of the ice about being in the future. The future was pretty great.