Disclaimer: I do not own Supernatural or the characters thereof.

Warning: Wincest! Unrelated now but still are Sam and Dean. Sam/Dean. Some language, graphic imagery. Some hinted sexual Content. If you don't like Wincest, don't read! I get graphic with most of my Wincest and I don't want to offend you. Their souls share Dean's body now, Sam's soul is joined with Dean's but sometimes still control the body separately.

It's more of a romantic one with some hunts and stuff mixed in. It's going to focus more on the intended Mates finding each other though, so enjoy. And I intend to make each mating different and go differently for each pair (but they all will end up happily Mated…eventually; Zachariah's already planned but Raphael and Uriel still need some suggestions…hint, hint. So if you have any ideas on how they come together, send me the ideas, I'd love to hear them, I have four pairings to do, so I'm willing to get creative. All suggestions are welcome, fans!

Here are the pairings: Michael/John, Raphael/Bobby, Castiel/Jo, Uriel/Ash , Balthazar/Dante, Gabriel/Missouri, and Zachariah/Dorian. The order is set in the next chapter and you will know what they will be in order from. Suggestions would be most welcome on how their courtships, however brief, may progress. Just keep in mind they will be brief ones and fall in love fast, feel for each other from the start and no being with others to make the other Mate jealous enough to want them, that won't be necessary. I'll do quirky, funny, amusing, romantic, angsty, even downright weird if I get a good enough idea…so suggestions will be welcome!

Plot: Well, the intendeds have been chosen and Michael is up first. John has plans for the proud Archangel and he's fully intending to use them all on his man…once he claims him. Let's see how that progresses, shall we? And, yes, they get kinky. John's just that kinky of kind of man, didn't you see that coming? Lol!

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Dean waited by the tree and saw Lucifer stop under it, looking around. He watched the confused Archangel search for something, trying to sense something with desperation and happily realized it was him. He was drawn to him, Dean admitted, Sam said the same. They almost loved him now. But not as much as Lucifer loved them. God had said they would but it wasn't there yet.

He waited for him to notice him and then smiled down at him with mixed eyes as he spotted Dean in the tree. His brown eyes watching him curiously before climbing up himself to sit by him. Legs swinging and hips touching, they both held onto the thick branch and smiled at each other. "I was wondering where you went to." Lucifer said softly, eyes on Dean's face lovingly. "I woke up and you were gone…the bed was cold…I missed you there."

He'd cuddled and held them last night. Then they'd kissed and talked but hadn't slept much beyond a short two hour nap; though He and Bobby, as well as the others, did need more than he'd gotten…as Archangels but also human they still needed it but Dean and Sam hadn't been that tired last night. Most other nights they just cuddled and slept in Lucifer's arms after some kissing and talking; they just weren't to the sex stage yet. So they had settled for cuddling, kissing, and talking instead; along with sleeping in the same bed since their beds seemed so empty otherwise without the other one there to hold them. Another sign their love was growing; one they happily welcomed.

They talked mostly about their childhoods. And their lives growing up. Lucifer's was sad and harsh. Dean thought and hated all he'd went through. "I couldn't sleep, so I came out for walk." Dean said smiling at the sunbeams showing through the leaves overhead. Head angled up to look at them better as they talked.

"And the tree climbing was part of the walking?" Lucifer teased him and Dean chuckled.

"Yes, it was." Dean said and nudged him to look up. "It's so pretty up here, don't you think?"

"Yes, it is." Lucifer said eyes on Dean. He was the most beautiful man he'd ever seen. Dean caught his look and sighed.

"I meant the sun in the leaves, silly." Dean corrected him but still blushed a little at his compliment; thanks to Sam and his tendency to do that. Not his own, or so he told himself.

"I think they pale in comparison to you guys. Everything else always does…you are the best." Lucifer said softly, kissing his cheek. "I'd much rather look at you instead, for Eternity really."

"Flatterer." Dean said gruffly but smiled graciously at the man. "You look handsome, too, I suppose."

"Not compared to you, but thank you, too." The Archangel said and looked up then. "It is pretty though, I suppose." That twinkling sunlight was a welcome sight since he hadn't seen it for twenty or so years…well, more like fifteen. Not since the nuclear plants had begun to blow up and spew toxins in the sky to blot it out…but he was very happy it was back. Such a pretty sun they had…he hadn't thought about it much before but now…he appreciated everything about the world, even something as mundane as the sunlight through leaves; which he also hadn't seen for years. Trees and plants had died out shortly after the sun had went away. "I missed this. It's been almost fifteen years since I've seen the sun…let alone a living tree or a leaf. The nuclear plants took them away. I missed them when they were gone." Sunlight hit his eyes then and Dean saw them glowing a golden brown in its light and thought they were beautiful as well. Just as pretty as the sunlight in the leaves. Then he looked up to admire the leaves again. It was so serene up here and so nice to spend it here with Lucifer…the man they almost loved.

"I knew you'd see it my way." Dean smirked and they watched the sun shoot through the leaves at intervals and stayed that way for a while. "Still love me?" He asked not looking away from the sunlit leaves. His heart warm thanks to Lucifer being with him.

"Yes, I love you still." Lucifer said and asked. "Why?"

"Just checking." Dean teased and smiled. "I'm very fond of you, too."

"Good." Lucifer said and they settled into a comfortable silence then. "Dean?"

"Yes, Luce?" Dean answered.

"You will love me someday, right? This isn't a temporary thing we have?" Lucifer asked shyly.

"No, it's not. I'm just not as in love as you are, but I'm getting there…I will love you someday; I'm sure of it. Just as much as I love Sam and he loves me…we both will love you this way, too…when we're ready." Dean said softly and took his hand to show he meant it. "Someday soon I suspect."

"I hope so." Lucifer said and they got quiet again; neither feeling the need to speak of it any further.

Lucifer knew Dean and Sam cared for him, were almost loving him, and was willing to wait for them. He'd waited twenty years to be with them already so now he found that made him infinitely patient enough to wait for them even longer; as long as it would take them to love him back. Now that he knew they would, he'd wait for them for Eternity…even longer if it had been called for, too.

Soon after that, Lucifer tugged them down and decided a real hike was in order and got in the car to go to the state park where there were several trails just for that purpose; bringing a picnic lunch along for a picnic date with them as well. Which he kept in the car until they were ready to eat. And, as they picked their way through the forest, they found themselves enjoying the peace and quiet that surrounded them.

And wondered if they had ever seen or been in a more relaxing place before.

Hand in hand they walked, enjoying their date and never once stopped to think that this was something neither of them had ever expected to find in their lifetimes or dared to have for themselves either; at least not before dying to get there, of course.

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Raphael zapped at the dark spot on the wall again and touched the woman's head, helping her lay down on the chair and laying her head back. She'd been possessed but she was fine now, he thought. Her reddish brown hair flowed over her shoulder and he eyed the Met's ball cap in her shopping bag. Both reminded him annoyingly of the red-haired man at home…again!

He'd been unable to stop thinking of him all morning and he'd even been fascinated by the way he poured his damn coffee. Which had prompted his early start for the day to escape the disturbing feeling in his chest everytime he looked at him, smelled him, heard him, or even just thought of the nosy bastard. He hated that man but still…he permeated his thoughts.

Why was he thinking of him now anyway? Was Bobby thinking of him, too? Was he the only one of them feeling this way…? He hoped not. Raphael thought with surprising longing but caught himself doing it then grumbled in irritation as he left her resting at the hospital. He'd checked her in and said he'd found her passed out on a bench. That was his story, nice and vague, but also simple, just as Bo…that annoying man had advised them to do in this situation. He stubbornly refused to think of him again, or even say his damn name…see him get past that barrier, hah!

But still his mind wandered as a flannel shirted man past him on the street, causing a pang of longing to hit his heart and mind. One he'd deny to his dying day, if he had his way.

He swore he'd forget that annoying red-haired man. He just had to keep doing his job and eventually he would. The trick was not to think about him or let himself think about him, or let anything remind himself of him…yeah, that was the ticket. He told himself smugly and sipped the hot coffee the waitress gave him as he rested nearby between tasks.

Bobby, er, the man he would not be mentioning or thinking of again, would be properly ignored and forgotten by the time he returned to report to John tonight about what he'd done so far. He was sure he could do it; he just had to stick to his guns here and it would happen.

Or so he told himself.

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Cas and Gabriel were sparring as Jo and Missouri walked by in deep conversation then turned to look at them and smiled. They waved to the Archangels and the women moved on, hands moving excitedly now. Probably discussing the new plans for fight training again; they all had been discussing it since they all had finally arrived. The Psychic kid, Andy, was upstairs still healing from his injuries he'd gotten when some demons had tried to rip him apart but otherwise he was fine. He would be the first. Jake was nearby, not dead at all; he'd survived his 'death' apparently, but had some scars from it. Sam had not been gentle when he tried to kill him before. God had fixed him but on the condition he never used his powers that way again; as he prayed for him to save and forgive him for what he'd done.

They'd held the door shut while he crawled off and nearly died nearby. They'd assumed he'd been dead until Andy had told them about Jake saving him a few days before. Sam had been shocked but forgiving. Jake had been duped then blackmailed into doing it by Azazel; he'd been there himself so he wasn't judging him. He'd liked the guy before in Cold Oak; so he was willing for give him a chance to prove himself good again. He'd saved Andy after all, so they figured there was some good in him.

Lily was powerless however but alive. She was staying with Missouri in town. She was still recovering from her powers killing her lover and Missouri had offered to help her with some therapy and a room to sleep in in return for her helping with the cooking and cleaning of the house they would share. Lily had jumped at it. Something about Missouri's power and the warmth of the woman herself made her feel safe, so she wanted to stay close to her. She was still weary of the others but still taking the time to talk to and getting to know them. She was still very broken up by what had happened but Missouri always made her feel like it was going to be okay someday and she needed that most of all. For now.

Those were all they had found so far, that John had been told to go find. More would follow; these three would find homes for now.

Jodi came in smiling and took a coffee from Bobby now, watching the pair spar as well.

"They seem evenly matched." She observed.

"Yes, they are." Bobby said and handed her a file. "Here's the creature doing the killings in town. We'll hunt it at nightfall for you, we got this."

"Thanks, Bobby. With the three deaths so far, I was worried." Jodi said reading it. "A werewolf? Are you sure about this?"

"Yes, it's a full moon again tonight. So he'll be looking for another heart." Bobby said sadly. "We'll get him this time…now that we're on the case."

"I know I should have said something before but it was so weird and I was investigating it as discreetly as I could. Once I realized it wasn't a serial killer cutting the hearts out, I knew I needed you to identify it for me." Jodi said adding some cream to it.

"Glad you did." Bobby said. Then they sat watching as others began to spar as well and chuckled as Ash got his ass handed to him by Dorian soon after their bout began. "He's going to feel this one." He said chuckling. "She doesn't pull her punches."

"Doesn't hurt a man to get knocked down a peg or two sometimes. He'll live." Jodi teased and laughed as Ash hit the ground again, a leg sweep this time. "He really should have seen that coming."

"Yeah, he really should have. She's even telegraphing her moves at times to test him, she usually doesn't do that. She's going fairly easy on him." John agreed. "Although right now I have to admit…my niece can be brutal when training, damn!" Ash was flying again; this time right into a pricker bush. "Ow! That's not going to be pleasant…"

They all laughed as she helped him up and brushed him off then he got to picking the spurs off his ass and legs. His back was Dorian's job since she'd practically thrown him into it. She must have agreed with him since she decided to help him clean the clingy little spurs off him also.

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Michael lay on his cloud and ran hands over his abs, fighting the feelings inside him and groaning. He'd never felt this before and it was killing him. He soon was stroking himself again and went lower. Groaning in pleasure as he came in contact with his groin and began to stroke there, taking himself in hand and working himself slowly; unable to resist the one action that took away the driving need he was feeling.

His eyes slid closed as he stroked and went harder, faster, and moans escaped. And then he felt like he was on fire and semen shot out of him in a white arc, landing nearby and he gasped. He'd never wanted this before. Never desired more but now…it was there.

An unbidden image of John before him got him hard again, his hand creeping lower instinctively to touch himself as word's floated from the image now. 'That's it, slave, work it, come closer while you do.'

In his mind, he did just that, the fantasy making him rock into his hand more. His desire building more than before.

"Suck me now." The image said, revealing a long thick dick and his mouth watered for it. So the fantasy version of himself soon knelt before the man then took the head tentatively in his lips and licked it, only going lower as a phantom hand urged him to, and letting it teach him how to suck it better. 'We cum together.' The image ordered him and he nodded. His hand working himself faster and harder and he was so close! 'Yeah, that's the way….good boy….gonna cum in your throat, let me in…' It ordered moaning softly, hand holding him down still.

And he relaxed his throat as much as he could and soon his dick filled it again and again; fucking it and he took every inch of him eagerly sucking him softly and licking the sides of him as he did it. 'Cum!' the image ordered and they did. He didn't taste the cum but thought he might have felt it. Savored the fantasy of it doing that in his throat; John taking him as he saw fit and came hard again from that alone. "John!" He moaned loudly as he climaxed and fell to the cloud gasping.

He sat up with a sticky hand and brushed it clean on the cloud then ran it through his hair in confusion. "How can I want him? How can I want something so depraved, to be controlled by him and enjoy it? What is wrong with me?" He asked himself softly, confusion filling him.

"It's called Kink, brother." Castiel said approaching him. "Many humans enjoy it, too. I don't see why you would be ashamed you do…it's not like he's not your intended Mate or anything."

"Intended Mate?" Michael said.

"Yes, Intended Mate." Castiel said joining him to sit. "See, us Angels down there fixing creation is great, it's a good start…but it doesn't fix us personally. It leaves us vulnerable to making the same mistakes again…so he assigned us Mates among the Winchesters and the others in their family to teach us to love the humans more; even us that already did. Ours are rewards for being good, yours are…rehabilitation of sorts and you will come to value Creation and humans more as you love your Mate and learn to love them the way you see your Mate's doing. You will do nothing to hurt them again eventually because it wouldn't be in you to anymore. It's his way of retraining you, you see."

"So…this feeling….It's because I am John's?" Michael said. "What about the others?"

"They will grow feelings soon for their intendeds as well, not to worry. And the feelings will be reciprocated. He has put the emotions in both partners, so you will love each other; that is guaranteed." Castiel said.

"Whose with who?" Michael asked curiously.

"I'm with Jo Harvelle, Gabriel is with…Missouri Mosely, the Seer. Father feels she will be a good influence on his lessons; so he doesn't go too far with them anymore, like he usually does. She will…temper him, so to speak. Um…Balthazar is for Dante, they are of the same temperament and there was an attraction between them before this, so they are suited. Raphael is with Bobby, they are both scholarly and of similar passions; they are suited as well. Plus Bobby has always been alone since he lost Karen and deserves someone to love him and Raphael needs someone that will stand up to him and keep his ego in check when its gets out of hand; Bobby will do that for him like he always has for Dean. Keep them humble in his own hardnosed and gruff way." Cas smiled fondly at that thought then went on. "Dorian is to be with Zachariah. Father feels her kinky side will tame him into a nicely Submissive state. Since he is inherently Submissive under all that pride and subterfuge. She will control him well and see through any of his attempting any conniving actions; she won't fall for them. As a Dommes in her own right, she's used to men like him and will know how to break that habit and retrain him to be a better Archangel; a more Submissive Mate to suit her needs as well as his. And he will learn to crave her before he confesses he loves her and becomes obsessed with her. The Submission will come later. She craves a Submissive, not a boyfriend, and he will suit that purpose. Uriel is for Ash, the mullet haired guy. He will work up to his attraction, they both will, and will find love eventually…once his pride and arrogance fall to his feelings for Ash, who will not be able to love him until he does. It will happen, Father has planned it. You are the first to fall, then Raphael, then me, then Gabriel, and on and on in order until we are all Mated in turns. It will only take us days to Mate to them. He saw no reason to draw out the courtships."

"So I should go to him…sometime soon?" Michael said, not saying no but just making sure.

"Yes, but not yet. The feelings just kicked in, am I wrong?" Castiel said eying his seed on his lap.

"Yes, they did." Michael said blushing.

"Give it time to grow until both of you can't resist and John claims you, not you him. He makes the final move. He's the dominant one in the relationship, the Alpha, so he must decide when you Mate finally and how it progresses. Just visit more, be friendly, not too obvious, be respectful…and a few 'Sirs' would be a very good seduction tool as well, along with the eye contact and smiling." Castiel said smiling. "Your Submissive side is so cute, brother, never knew you had it in you…good for you."

"He makes me feel…weak. I melt inside when he looks at me now. I want to serve him…make him happy; please him more than myself. It's different than I'm used to." Michael said. "I like it, but…I'm just saying."

"He feels the same way. But you make him feel stronger, like he wants to take charge of every aspect of your being and love it for you and himself. It is what makes him so perfect as our general here on Earth now. He's really good at the control thing. Mark my words, your Mating will go well when it happens. He would never hurt you, Michael. It's a great pairing actually. You are the General of Heaven's Armies and John will the General for the ones there on Earth. It's actually a natural conclusion that both generals would Mate to each other; since they will need to work together more later on. God would never pair us with anyone that would be wrong for us." Castiel reassured him and got up to go.

"Do you feel drawn to your Mate yet?" Michael asked Castiel as he walked off.

"No, not much yet. I've noticed she is very pretty for a human though… it's a start." Castiel said smiling at that thought. "I like her smile."

"John's is nice, too." Michael admitted quietly. "It makes me feel funny inside."

"It's love, brother, let it in and let it grow…it feels much better once you do." Castiel advised.

"So you are open to love, too?" Michael asked softly, and Castiel's features softened as he kept smiling.

"Yes, I am. But then again…I always have been. Even before this, I've just been waiting for the right one to love, that would be My Mate…if I got one. I loved long before this and will again. I loved the humans and creations, as did Gabe and Bal; you four were the only ones that couldn't…and now you can learn why we did. And you will, too." Castiel reassured him. "Love feels great, trust me."

"It does so far." Michael said then worried. "The others won't hurt him for this, would they?" Loving Michael shouldn't get John hurt, he was sure of that much at least.

"No, though it would be fun to see them try to. He'd wipe the floor with them. He's too powerful and they know it. They won't touch him for anything, trust me. John is safe, just love him, do your part." Castiel said patting his shoulder. "John Winchester is one tough bastard and the most powerful man alive…no one can hurt him, least of all them."

"I hope not." Michael said and sat quietly thinking. Wondering if he would mess this up or if he could really make this work. He'd never had a Mate before…what if he messed up?

Then decided to at least try, since Father had seen fit to give him a Mate. He should at least try to do it right. And popped out to work then decided to visit John later to report his progress; to flirt a little, too…discreetly of course.

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(two days later)

John was almost ready to cum while showering and working himself from images of his hand being Michael's mouth when he heard a bang and clatter outside the shower. He quickly peeked out and almost laughed and groaned in despair at the same time.

Michael had popped in and landed wrong. Taken out the mirror and bounced of the toilet seat with his knee then fell head first, ass up, into the trash can which was scattered all over the floor. He struggled to right himself while John ached to do something else to him. A newer thing than before and one he was thinking the man would enjoy. He eventually wound up kneeling since the toilet seat was busted in half, the mirror was shattered, and trash and various sized pieces of glass were strewn everywhere, glinting dangerously in the light. Michael thrashed as he tried to get free of the bent can and merely ended up embedding more glass in his flesh and bleeding more from the cuts.

"I'm sorry, I came to report in…and lost my balance on the sink…it's sure small in here, damn!" Michael said picking out glass from his chest and back, what he could reach anyway, where he'd rolled in it. Some larger pieces were embedded in his forehead and bleeding. He wasn't worried about those. He was just too embarrassed to face the man and tears pricked his eyes. So much for flirting when you looked like a stupid idiot that had never teleported before! John would never notice him romantically now, he thought in despair. So he gave up on it. He kept his eyes on his chest as he tugged the glass out and put it in the trash can as he worked.

John huffed and knelt by him carefully avoiding the glass as well and tugged at the glass in his forehead. Michael cringed as he did so; not realizing he had even approached him. "Relax, I'm just helping. You're injured here." John soothed him and Michael wiped his tears away, eyes averted in shame.

"I usually land better than this, it's just…" Michael struggled with his confession here. "I was distracted."

"By what?" John said disapprovingly. He could have been hurt much worse, what had distracted him that much?

"You. You were….touching yourself and I was watching you….do that thing with yourself under the water…" Michael said blushing again.

"Did you like watching me?" John said and eyed the man's erection that clearly showed he had.

"Yes, Sir…I wanted…" Michael let the sentence trail off now.

"What did you want to do?" John said getting closer. His face nearer, his lips hovering over Michael's and his hand edging to Michael's groin already; unsure of if they were supposed to do this.

"I wanted to suck you, to please you, not let your hand do it for me…I wanted to touch you…Sir." Michael admitted, his hand creeping to John's groin as well.

"Yes…" John said softly as he leaned in and kissed him softly, his tongue sneaking out to caress that full lower lip and seam until he gasped in pleasure and let him in. His tongue finding Michael's and teasing it then tangling with in passion. Their hands tugged at each other now, their clothes and skin; groins forgotten, the need to touch bare skin all they craved. "Baby…" He moaned as Michael kissed along his neck and ear, whimpers of need escaping his lips as he did it. "Bed, if we do this, we need a bed."

"Okay…" Michael moaned and they popped there, landing softly on it and bouncing a little, but still kissing and lost in each other. Clothes and all previous injuries healed and long gone now as Michael's body arched into John's touch and body as well; offering himself fully to him already. "Please…please?"

"What do you want?" John whispered while sucking on his ear, fingers working into him despite his earlier decision to wait for that.

"More…you, just you…" Michael begged.

John lined up and worked in slowly then, using his legs to lift him up and hold him in place, entering his hole slow and easy until he was filled and tight around him. Michael gasping in pain and pleasure and John waiting to move. Soon he relaxed around him and John moved, taking him carefully then harder. The Angel's head falling back in helpless bliss and he clutched the sheets beside him tightly. He worked his dick while he made love to him, claiming him more with every thrust. "Mine!" He said possessively now and Michael moaned again, saying he was his! "Look at me, Michael. Look at me while I take you! See who you belong to now." John ordered and Michael's head lifted, his blue eyes locking with John's as ordered; ecstasy and love shining from them. John's reflecting the same. His Dominance asserting itself over the man as well; his eyes showing that clearly as well. Michael's softening in Submission and their kinks clicking together between them now as they moved and neither complained about that aspect either.

Love filled John now and so did many ideas for what he could now do to his very Submissive Mate in the future; things they both may enjoy. And he found himself liking that part best. He'd ask about the Master stuff later; he was sure Michael would enjoy that part, too.

For now, he took him deeper and growled as he came in him, Michael following with a shout; his own seed shooting out and hitting them both in white spurts and gasping for breath as the new pleasure he felt, the love they now shared. "Master…" He purred as he gazed up at John, still softening inside him and sighed as he pulled out to wipe them off, hating the gorgeous man leaving their bed so soon but rejoiced when he returned. "I belong to you now, Master."

"Yes, you do, Lover." John said possessively. "You are mine now, only mine. My Slave. My Mate."

"Yes, I am." Michael said, having no idea what kind of Submissive he needed but willing to be whatever he wanted him to be and whatever kind he needed him to be for him. Willing to do anything he wanted now without question and only if he loved him. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Michael." John said cuddling him close now and kissing him softly, Michael letting him lead it and softly kissing him back but not taking charge. "My Submissive now, you know that, right?"

"Yes, Sir." Michael agreed, he'd expected that. But not the wanting it so much, that was a surprise.

"But only in the bedroom, never out there in front of people. I'm not ashamed of my kinks but this is our thing. It's private, and I am loath to share it with anyone else like that. That would cheapen it and I would never cheapen our love that way." John told him.

"Nor I." Michael said and nodded, resting happily in his Mate's arms and smiling. Happy to finally be with the one he was meant for and not regretting his bumpy landing anymore…after all, it had gotten him closer to his Mate and that was what he'd really wanted all along, painful bruises and all.

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John sat on the porch, sipping coffee the next morning, and braiding some leather strips together. Bobby came up and joined him, watching him concentrate on tightening them so they wouldn't part on him and adding a protection charm to the front of what appeared to be a leather choker of sorts. He then tied the ends off to some silver rings and attached a small novelty looking lock to the two parts and smiled at the results.

Then he took some more strips and began to repeat the process.

Bobby finally had to ask. "John, what are you doing? Not to say that's not fine craftsmanship, you always were good with leather that way, but…what are you doing with it there?"

"Making a discreet collar and cuffs for my Mate." John said smirking. "What does it look like?"

"So he's a Submissive to you as well as your Mate and lover?" Bobby said in surprise. He knew they had Mated but the kinky part was a surprise. He'd never seen John as the kinky kind of guy, a bit controlling, yeah, but not kinky.

"No, he is my Submissive. Submissives are more permanent in nature than even boyfriends… and since we're Mated, he'll eternally be my Submissive now. Just not in public. Only in private. I don't share him nor do I feel the need to prove my Dominance by showing it off to strangers. I am secure in the fact of who I am; I don't need their accolades to convince me of that." John said idly weaving the strands together into a smaller band and putting a small clasp on each one as well to hook them on with. "I love him, that's all they need to know. If they see he's with me as a Submissive so be it, I won't deny it; I'm not ashamed of it. But we will keep it to the bedroom…or playroom someday but not where you or anyone else can see us do it. That's our business; no one else's."

"I agree." Bobby said. He understood kink, he'd raised and been around Dorian enough to learn about it. And John's opinions were common with most experienced and more confident Dom's. They didn't feel the need to flaunt their pleasures with their Submissives in public since they didn't feel they like they had anything to prove. And they were possessive as hell of others seeing their lover's pleasure them. That was a sight most preferred to share only with their lover, no one else. "Dorian's the same way."

"I know, and she's right. I don't do clubs nor do I do sex clubs. I will visit to drink and enjoy the sights; the smell of leather but that's it. I don't play at clubs and Michael will never set foot in one; I promise you that. He's too good for those places and he's a sight I don't wish to share with other horny Dominants that way. He's not a trophy to show off to them; he's the man I love, my Mate! Ergo, he's too good for those places." John said setting one cuff aside and starting another. Sipping his coffee in between his work.

"You tattooing the anti-possession mark on him later? Like you got and the boys have. Dorian and Dante have one, too." Bobby pointed out.

"No need to, he's an Archangel, they can't be possessed. The tag on the collar is an anti-possession charm…but it's just that I needed a tag to put my name on to show who owns him; my name is carved in the back. It's all I had to use on such short notice. I hope he likes it." John said and sat the next one beside the matching cuff. Doing another now. "This is my Wedding ring for him. I wanted him to have something to show we're Mated." He said this confidently and calmly, as if he was just stating facts Bobby ought to know by now.

"He'll love them, I'm sure." Bobby said and smiled. "Think I got one, one of those 'Intended Mates'?" He nibbled a lip nervously, wondering who his was if he did.

"Yes, you do. We all do." John said and shrugged, eyes on his work and smiling as he sensed Bobby's worry. "Don't panic, you will be suited to yours. They all are suited to who God gave them to. Michael was suited to me, so yours will be suited to you; and the same goes for the others. You will love them and they will love you. It's how he's set it up."

"Whose next on the Mating list?" Bobby asked nervously, eying the other Angels as they popped away to work again.

"Not sure, you'll just know when it's your turn. That's what I was told." John said. "I was first, so someone should be next now."

"So one Mates then another kicks in?" Bobby said groaning, praying it was Dorian. She or Dante. They both had been way too free with their love lives most of their lives; it was time they settled down anyway. He suspected they were together already but adding lovers might calm those libidos down some for them… give him grandkids or something someday. He really had hoped to have some someday…from someone!

"That's how it will work." John said smugly. Also curious who was next and who they would be paired with. He sat the next cuff aside and got working on the last one.

"How many are you making?" Bobby teased him now and John chuckled.

"Two for the ankles, two for the wrists, and a collar for him as well. They won't come off so I tried to make them durable." John said and tested the leather as he started braiding again.

"Wow, you do take your kink seriously, damn!" Bobby said whistling in appreciation. Dorian came up to see what they were doing and smiled, stroking the leather and nodding.

"Great work on the cuffs and collar, Uncle John. They are going to look nice on Michael. Where is he anyway?" Dorian asked curiously, wondering if she should get starting making her own stuff as well; her Mating was coming up, too. Braiding was good, the leather discreet, and the possession tag was the perfect tag to put her name on once she collared them. They would be Submissives, too. Being a Dommes, a female Dominant like John was a male one, made it a requirement in any Mating she took part in. She would be in charge, the other would serve her; they would blend better that way. She liked control of her partner, not to hurt them. To share pleasure with them and other things they would enjoy doing. Except with Dante, theirs was an equal partnership. Dante didn't let anyone dominate him, let alone her, but the love between them and the sex itself was more than enough to make up for the lesser amount of kink in their relationship. She hoped her Angel-Mate would be Submissive; she'd like a Submissive Mate now. Then wondered who it would be.

"Helping fix the world still, he'll be back later." John said biting an end between white perfect teeth to tie it off tighter and began to tie on the clasp ends now. They watched fascinated as he skillfully and deftly knotted the ends and secured the clasp together for now. "Want a private ceremony, just me and him…don't ask, Dorian, I don't do my kink in public."

"Nor do I." Dorian said in approval. Only an insecure Dom needed others approval to feel good about his kink with his lover. Those like them knew that in private or public, their lover was theirs and they didn't feel the need to publicly prove a damn thing to anyone! She just smiled at her uncle and added. "I'm happy for you, John."

"It's been a while since Mary…passed. We are still Mated though. I will see her in a few days. I will share my time here with him down here. Then with her for a few days as well in Heaven since she can't come down to me." John said and smiled. "She's still my wife, you see. We're still Mated."

"How does that work? Time-wise I mean…" Dorian asked.

"Well, time is…subjective…in Heaven. It passes differently for everyone, depending on their perceptions of how it should and how they see it. Each person has their own Heaven, most of them at least…the boys don't anymore since they are with Lucifer now…or will be once they stop pussy-footing around each other and just do it. They are drawing out the courtship…I find it both amusing and irritating. But it's their love lives, so I am staying out of it." John groaned then smiled again. "So in our heavens, we control how time flows for ourselves. Me and Mary share our own heaven, just like everyone does. And since I can't be there very much, and we don't want me to be gone ten years or something accidentally, we set it up so that one day equals one year for us in there. So I am there three to four days, which means here it will only be a matter of days while there it will have been three to four years with barely a noticed break between visits. It'll be like I never left actually. Like I said, time is different there, irrelevant and however we perceive it to be."

"So you go there, be with her for…up to four years then come here and return soon after…is she aware of the time passing?" Dorian asked. That was good though; it meant he and his wife could spend a lot of time together there and they could spend time with him here as well. He hadn't lost Mary after all and she was happy for him. "She is aware of the Intended Mate thing, right?"

"Yes, she's aware of both things and wholly approves. She wants to meet Michael soon, she told me so already. We talk mind to mind when I can't be up there all the time. And she wants to see them again. We have a visit scheduled tomorrow with the boys and Michael joining us; Lucifer is coming, too. She wants to meet her son-in-law. She said she likes him already. He's nervous about meeting her but he's willing to try." John said and nodded. "With them being Archangels, like you all are thanks to the Grace God gave you when you got here, they are a part of Heaven now, and therefore are welcome to visit anytime they like; they just can't stay there or live there. Which is why their former Heaven is gone. Their heaven is here now and will stay that way for Eternity, your all's too."

"And yours?" Bobby asked curiously.

"I am required to divide my time between Heaven and Earth, so…my Mates will be here and there. And I will spend time with both of them as equally as I can." John said and shrugged again. "I am a special case. God has plans for me. I didn't ask what they were; that's not my place as his general on Earth. I just take his orders and let him tell me what I need to know as he sees fit to tell me it."

"You didn't used to be so…obedient." Dante said amazement at his words as he sat by Dorian and kissed her cheek good morning. "Nice collar and cuff-work, Uncle John. They look great, very pretty."

"Thank you. I didn't used to be obedient, that much is true. I was human then, I'm not now. And one of my conditions God put on me for letting me come down here and work with you all again was that I would obey him implicitly and without question, and I agreed to. I'm a man of my word, so I'm keeping it. I will be obedient but only to God himself. Everyone else can screw themselves if they expect me to obey them; that is so not happening." John said growling. "God is worth it, they however are not."

"That's true." Dante said and admired his loyalty there, and his keeping his word to do something he was really not used to doing for anyone but now God alone got his obedience; that was an amazing thing in Dante's eyes. "Wonder who is Mating next?" He said in a soft curious voice. His mind wandering over his possible Mates. They would be someone he was suited to be with, he could get along with…eventually.

Cas? Gabe? Maybe Raphael? Not Zachariah or Uriel, they'd kill each other. Bal wouldn't be so bad, if they could get along for more than five seconds; outside of the bedroom of course. He'd slept with the Angel before and they were very compatible sexually; it was the outside of the bed and sarcastic moments that they couldn't get past. Sex was great but they had some personality conflicts…but that didn't stop him from finding the man attractive as he found him. He then thought that maybe Bal wouldn't be such a bad choice for him really, or Gabe. He got along great with that god and Cas was nice enough; strong enough to be with him…he was excited at his prospects and for the first time looked forward to seeing who his love match would be with and having a Mate besides Dorian to make love to again. A new feeling for him but he was open to it for some reason. He suspected God had gotten sneaky and made them that way…even the more commitment-phobic of them.

"Won't know until it happens." John said mysteriously. Then cleaned up his work area and bagged up his leather goods in a black bag at his belt. Then went in for more coffee and left them to wonder what came next and for whom it would come.

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Well, that's one match down, several more to go…whose next, whose the next lucky Mated pair…hmmm.

You'll just have to wait for the next chapter to find out…hee hee.

I know, It's a tease, but oh it feels so good! Ask Michael and john, they'll tell you it's true…

I will be covering each mating in each chapter and in order, in case you are curious, while drawing out the courtship between Dean/Sam and Lucifer throughout it. To make it more romantic, so to speak. He's waited this long for Dean/Sam, it won't hurt Lucifer to wait for him a bit longer, don't you think?

Patience will be rewarded, not to worry…so let's root for Raphael now, he's in for a rough time convincing himself and Bobby they are intended Mates…and, no, I don't intend to make any of their matings easy on any of them.

Except for Dean and Lucifer's, theirs will go smoother. I love those crazy kids most after all and they have several chapters to get it right.