Chapter 9:
THIS IS MINDLESS SMUT, NO REDEMING QUILITIES AND VERY LITTLE PLOT FURTHERING (until the end)! IF YOURE NOT INTO THE SMUT OR THE THREESOME, SKIP AND READ THE LAST 1/2!
Katarzyna had gotten rid of most of her toys and whatnot, giving up the lifestyle after Dean helped her clean up, but she had held on to a few. Among her favorites that she had kept was the riding saddle that could be fit with various phalluses and vibrated. She found a dildo slightly smaller than Dean's size, fitting it onto the harness while Dean got Cas ready in the next room. She dragged the saddle into their bedroom, setting it up at the foot of the bed and plugging it in a few feet away. Dean had Castiel draped over the edge of the bed, his hips curving over the corner and his legs hanging down on either side of Dean who kneeled between his spread thighs. The larger man was buried in between Cas's spread cheeks, opening him up with his wicked tongue.
"How you doing, angel?" she asked, lying down opposite Cas on the bed. His pupils were blown wide, breath coming uneven already. "Jesus, Dean slow down, you're going to make him come before we even get him set up properly!" she swatted the larger man's head gently, making him laugh against Cas' skin, causing another ragged moan to escape his lips.
"Let him up," she murmured, placing a gentle hand on Dean's shoulder. He released his spreading hold on his husband's cheeks, tugging him up to a standing position. Katz was on the floor lubing up the phallus on the riding saddle.
"Get on your knees, love," she crooned, a tender hand carding though his hair. Cas obeyed immediately, not having this sort of kink played with in a long time. He sank to his knees over the machine, letting Katz maneuver him until he was sank fully on the dildo, feeling the stretch burn its way up inside him. She had coated the rubber in a blissfully heated balm, and it felt amazing. He found himself grinding against it, the length not quite hitting him like he wanted it to. A hard fist in his hair willed him to still his movements, and Katz smirked when she handed dean the controls. She gave him a crash course on how to turn the vibration up and down, and left him to it.
Cas almost flew off the handle when Dean turned it on, urging it higher while Cas writhed and moaned like a wanton whore. Katarzyna knelt next to Castiel, pulling his hands off of where he had them on the front of the saddle. She bound a wrist to each side of the footboard of the bed, holding his arms out wide to either side of him. Next came a blindfold over just his eyes, and finally he felt a tightness over his cock as she slipped a rubber cock ring over him, preventing any sudden orgasm. Now he couldn't see anything coming, and had to rely solely on touch and hearing to get his bearings.
Cas screamed as Dean turned the vibrations up to high, the strip under his balls sending shots of pure raging need straight to his groin. His hands fisted in the cuffs, pulling involuntarily in to himself.
"Oh, Dean, I think you ought to quiet him down before the neighbors come knocking," he heard Katz purr, a breathless chuckle emitting from his husband. He felt the carpet under his knees sink down under Dean's weight as he came forward, stroking a gentle hand over Cas's cheek before that same hand trailed up and fisted hard in his hair, tugging his head back sharply. Castiel gasped, parting his lips to suck in the breath. Dean took advantage, sticking his thumb into Cas's jaw, jacking it open by pressing his thumb against the joint in the back left corner of his cheek.
"Want me to use you hard, like the little slave slut you are?" he murmured, stooping to press a swift kiss to the corner of Cas' lips. he nodded feebly, as much as he could with Dean holding his head still this way. without any further warning, Dean shoved his cock in Cas's mouth as deep as he could, taking his thumb out of Cas' jaw but only tightening the hold on his hair. Cas moaned against him, swallowing down his length.
He jumped and screamed against Dean's hot flesh when he felt a slick hand on his own tightly bound cock. Katarzyna had knelt between Dean's legs to fondle Cas further, stoking his flames higher until he was a bag of jelly-bones, unable to hold back his burning orgasm any further. As soon as her mouth closed over his cock, sinking down the length before swirling her tongue over the tip, he screamed through his orgasm, milking the rubber dildo in his ass for all it was worth, swallowing against Dean's cock violently, almost making him come at the same time. The larger man pulled out of Cas's mouth as he rode out his orgasm, coming hot and long into Katz's mouth. She swallowed every drop, licking her lips before getting up.
"Now, I'm going to let you move, but just to stretch out your muscles. Tell me if anything hurts, okay Cas?" she asked. He trembled as she turned off the machine, standing him up and turning him around. The blindfold made its way to the ground and Dean tugged on his dick a few times, keeping the interested member awake for round two. A sudden thought came into his mind.
"Cas, do you like to watch?" he asked, catching the attention of the other two. Castiel's jaw dropped and he nodded dumbly, letting Katz stretch his body to work out the kinks made from kneeling on the machine. Dean smirked and looked at Katarzyna, his eyebrow quirked.
"Well, then, let's get you in a place you can observe properly," she said, pushing Cas back down to his knees and tying his hands back to the footboard, this time facing the bed. She went from the room for a moment, leaving the two alone for a minute while she retrieved another toy.
"When are you going to ask her? It's been three months!" Cas hissed at Dean, making the larger man stoop toward him so they could whisper.
"Jesus, Cas I'm not going to ask right now! 'Gee, friend, wanna have our baby' while I'm inside her isn't exactly hot!" he hissed back, standing up and silencing Cas with a severe look as she came back in the room. In her hand was a vibrating butt plug, which she worked deep into Castiel and turned it on. He bucked a little at the intrusion, getting hard again in a matter of seconds. She stood and tugged his head back for a kiss before turning her sight son Dean.
"Be the Dom," she whispered against the skin of his earlobe so only he could hear. With a low growl he spun her so that she faced Castiel, trembling on the ground before them where they stood a few feet to the side of the bed. Dean unhooked her bralet, letting it drift to the floor as he buried his face in her darkened hair, nuzzling at her neck, his hands drifting up to cup her breasts sinfully. Cas let out a quiet whimper, bucking against air with the feel of the vibrator in his anus.
"You like to watch, angel? See your man tease you with another?" he asked quietly, eyes flicking to Cas as he pressed a kiss to Katz' shoulder. The smaller man nodded weakly, tugging against the restraints as his desire to touch stoked higher. Katarzyna tossed her hair back over Dean's shoulder, granting him better access as he worked his mouth over her neck.
Dean was out of his element a little, not having had his hands on a woman in, well, not since the last time they did this together. He palmed her breasts thoroughly, remembering that the skin beneath was more sensitive, so he stroked the rougher skin of his fingers over the crescents there. He walked her slowly to the bed, turning her and laying her out of her back, pressing light kisses all over, eyes never forgetting to flick up to Cas to make sure he wasn't crossing any lines. All he saw when he looked up was a quivering mass of raging hormones and desire. He saw his husband, looking back at them like he wanted nothing more than to be joining in, buried balls-deep in Dean. It only served to stoke his own flame that much higher.
Katarzyna wrapped her calves around Dean's waist, feeling him roll on a condom and sink into her without much forethought. She craned her neck too peek back at Cas who tugged against his restraints, still humping air mindlessly. "Should we let him go just yet?" she asked, mouthing the skin over Dean's collar bone. He sighed and held her face gently, going in for a bone-melting kiss that had Castiel moaning with need a few feet away. Dean chuckled and reached out a hand, not breaking the kiss, and tripped the lock on Cas's cuff, letting the man quickly release the other catch and jump up off the floor. He stopped for a second beside the bed, running a hand over each of them before jumping in behind Dean. "You want me back here, hubs?" he asked, kissing a few old scars of Dean's past as he rubbed a spit-slicked finger over Dean's puckered entrance.
"What do you think?!" he cried, adjusting his pelvis for a better angle. Castiel laughed against the roughened skin of his husband's back, pressing a kiss there as he lubed himself up and slid in behind his scissoring fingers. Dean moaned loudly, bucking hard into Katarzyna which made her back arch up gracefully and a ragged breath escape her lips. Every thrust from Castiel sent Dean ramming into Katz, driving them all to a pinnacle of ecstasy from which there was only one return.
Cas started thrusting off-rhythm, his body exhausted from his previous exploits, so he held still, making Dean thrust himself onto Cas's cock and into Katarzyna's tight heat, making all of them groan in unison. Cas felt the tightening around his cock from Dean's orgasm, milking another stream of semen from him as they pushed each other over the edge, dragging the stage girl down with them.
Dean came to a shuddering stop on top of Katarzyna, catching his breath with the weight of his limp husband resting between his shoulder blades. They got comfortable on the bed, Dean barely remembering to pull the butt plug out of Castiel before they fell asleep.
"Good one you caught that, it would have been nasty tomorrow," Katarzyna commented before falling asleep on Cas' chest, Dean curled into the man's other side.
~0~0~
Two weeks later Dean had been badgered enough. He took a day off from appointments to stay home and cook a fantastic meal from the threesome. Truth be told, he needed a way to ask Katarzyna the question he had been meaning to ask her for several months now.
Castiel got home as Dean was baking their dessert, and he came in to the kitchen with a serene look on his face, hugging Dean from behind while he was bent over the stove.
"You're asking today aren't you?" he asked, smoothing the fabric of Dean's shirt over his hard pectorals as he turned around in his arms.
"I think so," he replied, wrapping his arms around Cas and holding him close. "Are we sure about this?" he murmured the question into Cas's hair, making the smaller man chuckle.
"Dean, I love you. We have been together five years, now we are married; we have a beautiful home and a dog, friends, stable jobs…. This is the next step," he reassured his husband, tracing the old lines of his scars under his shirt. Dean ducked and kissed the curve of feather at Cas' collar bone, making goose bumps break out over his skin.
When Katarzyna came home that night, they ate peacefully, but she felt the tension at the table. "Okay. What's going on? Do you guys…need me to leave? Do you need newlywed space of something?" she asked over dessert. At Dean's open mouth she flushed. "You guys invited me here to do this, I should have just refused or- or gotten my own place. I'm sorry," she started to get up and go get a bag when Dean took hold of her wrist, making her sit back down.
"Actually, Katz, it's quite the opposite. We need a…pretty big favor out of you, if you're willing, and it means signing on to stay here another year." She looked between the married couple incredulously. At her raised eyebrow, Dean continued.
"We are looking at the possibility of adopting a baby, Cas and I. Our request is that, if you're willing of course, you conceive with one of us and be our surrogate, and in return you can stay as long as you like, rent free, bill-free… whatever you wish." Dean let the words tumble out freely, the stress of his life for the last several months pouring out of him faster than his breath could carry the words.
Katarzyna was silent, partially stunned and partially mulling it over. Castiel had his hand over his mouth and his elbow balanced on the table, looking at her desperately.
"You wouldn't have to give up any parental rights, if you wanted to stay with us, and even if you didn't want to stay you could see him or her as much as you wished," Cas whispered, laying a cold hand over her own. Katarzyna finally nodded, a small smile tracing over her lips. She looked to Castiel, lifting his hand up to kiss the back of his fingers before turning back to Dean.
"Boys, if anything I owe you my life. It would be my honor to help you give the gift of life, to make another little person for this motley group here." She nodded and looked at her hands back in her lap. "I'll have to go get checked out, make sure I'm healthy and when I'm ovulating, all the gross stuff." They nodded, Cas offering to take her to the hospital with him on his next shift of she was comfortable with it.
She agreed wholeheartedly, and the next stage of their life began.
~0~0~
"Well, Ms Mishnowski, all your records are clean, you're up to date on shots, and it looks like you're between cycles, so you should be able to get pregnant any time in the next week or so." The doctor looked over her charts while Katz sat on the itchy paper of the exam table, her thighs sticking to it. Castiel was sitting outside on his break, waiting to hear the good news, and having a texting war over who was going to be the 'donor sperm.'
Let's let her decide! Cas sent, imagining how his own looks would blend with hers to make a baby, versus Dean's. If Dean was the donor, the baby would have blue-green eyes and sandy hair, strong cheekbones, and would likely be a brat. If she were to take Cas, however, the baby would have dark hair a few years in, blue eyes, and would be lean and full-lipped from the both of them having Russian bloodlines, and may be a bit on the short side, and quieter. He hoped for that sake that she would pick his DNA to blend with.
Nah, I think it should be you. Dean responded, making Cas blush. They thought so alike sometimes.
We'll see. He responded, pressing the send button as she came out of the exam room, a tiny band-aid covering the needle-prick on her upper arm.
"Well?" he asked, offering her her coat.
"He said clean bill of health, and to knock me up this week or in a month." She shrugged into her jacket. Cas did the math. If they got her pregnant this month, they'd have a Thanksgiving baby! Perfect timing for family visits and meeting the new member of the Winchester clan.
"Okay, so we can either have a thanksgiving or a Christmas baby. Hmm. Have you thought about who you'd like to be the donor?" he asked tentatively. She looked at him strangely out of the corner of her eye.
"Why is that my decision? It's your baby, I'm just the carrier," she laughed, sort of asking an implied question.
"No, Katarzyna you're not just anything. You're my best friend and you are doing us an enormous favor by doing this. It's your body and your decision, too. "What do you think?" he pressed, opening the car door for her to climb in.
She thought about it for a brief second while he walked around the car, getting in the driver side to take her home.
"I think our blend of DNA would be prettier, but Dean's would make for a mean male look when he got older… it's honestly a toss-up!" she cried, exasperated.
"Dean mentioned that it should be me, because of looks. I think so, too."
"So we are all unanimous? Well, that's different," she laughed, looking out the window. "I'll have to tell the theater in a few months that I'll be out for next season too. There's no way I can drop to that skinny weight again after the birth." She rubbed a hand absently over her stomach, frowning. Cas looked at her and held out a hand, which she took and rested them both on her thigh.
When they got home, Dean was sitting on the couch, as it was a Saturday and he had no appointments. "All clear," she said to him, slumping down on the couch with him. Dean smiled and looked up at Cas.
"Well, do we know who we want to impregnate our lovely friend here?" he asked. Cas rolled his eyes.
"We all decided that myyyyy baby would be prettier," Cas scoffed, sitting on Dean's lap and deftly avoiding a playful spank.
"Well, I have to say I agree to that. The two of you looks so similar now that she's dyed her hair dark that I'm sure that all that Russian blood will make a gorgeous baby. Well, then, go make one!" he huffed, gently shoving at the two of them.
"Gah!" Castiel gasped, standing up before he landed on the floor at Dean's feet. "Well, fine then! You don't want to help?" he asked, playfully shaking his ass at Dean and helping Katarzyna up off the couch. "We can put me in the middle this time!" Dean laughed, shoving off the sofa to join the other two as they ran down the hall way and into the bedroom.
~0~0~
Katarzyna was laid out on her back, a pillow tucked under her hips for gravitational purposes. Dean was laughing while trying to prepare Cas, the smaller man writhing against him, eager for the dual sensation that he had now watched Dean get twice.
"I've never done this, so bear with me!" he huffed at Katz when Dean pushed him onto all fours over her.
"Dean, guide him," she said, reaching up to cup the back of Cas's head, dragging him down for a kiss. Cas started when Dean reached down, gripping the base of his cock and guiding it into Katz gently, a firm hand on his lower back driving the thrust all the way down. Cas moaned into her mouth, the hot wetness without lubrication taking him by surprise. She smiled against the kiss, feeling him still as Dean sank in him from behind.
They rocked in this manner for a while, letting Castiel get used to the feeling of fucking a woman for the first time. Dean changed his angle, driving downward straight into Cas' prostate hard and reaching around his husband's waist to run a thumb over Katz's clit. He cried out, sinking balls deep into Katarzyna in the same thrust, coming with a hard shudder after two more thrusts. Katarzyna came next, milking Cas of every last drop of his baby-making fluids, Dean fingers working magic over her swollen clit. Castiel lay on Katz' torso, pressing gentle kisses all over as Dean pounded into him from behind, seeking his own sweet ending.
A few minutes later, the men got up to get cleaned, coming back with a damp, warm washcloth to keep Katarzyna company, the trio watching TV in bed together as she let gravity do its work in her womb.
AN: ok so i've been told by some that the threesome isnt doing it for you guys. sorry! i told you from the beginning that it's not a 'traditional' destiel. i'm trying to figure out how to rewrite/change the ending to make everyone happy, but so far i'm still hung up on what i see as being the ultimate cincher. PM me and i'll tell you a very general outline so you can decide if you want to continue reading or not! thanks so much for the support i have gotten, and i think that the more 'hardcore' destiel fans would appreciate my in-the-works story that's slowly being released better: Asylum. thanks again, and as always, R/R! dayenu!