July 2029 (Castiel is 39 (almost 40), Dean is 41, Eden is 15 (almost 16), Adrian is 12, the twins are 8, Noah is 3).

In mid-July Rufus was having a goodbye-party for all his employees and their mates. The party was taking place at a hotel in the eastern part of town.

Dean and Castiel were leaving for the party at 6:30pm Saturday night, and Eden would babysit her younger siblings while they were gone. They trusted Eden to be able to handle the job for a single night, and Kevin and his mother lived right next door in case anything should happen.

Noah wasn't very happy when he saw Dean and Castiel preparing to leave the house. He ran over to Castiel and cried. "Papa, dun go," he begged.

Castiel smiled and kneeled down to place a soft kiss on Noah's forehead. "It's okay, sweetie, you'll see me again tomorrow." His words seemed to comfort Noah a little although his eyes were still a bit teary when he looked up at him. "Do as Eden says in the meantime, okay?"

"Where you going?" Noah asked.

"To a party with your dad's colleagues from work. We will be back late so you'll be sleeping by then."

Noah nodded quietly and let Castiel get up again. Molly came over to Noah and poked her nose against his hand, almost as if to cheer him up. He glanced at her and buried his hands in her soft fur, grinning a little.

The children were all gathered in the entrance hall, saying goodbye to their parents. Dean smiled fondly when as he watched Noah being reluctant to let Cas leave.

"Don't worry, I'll keep the twins off your back and make sure they don't play too wild around you," Eden smiled at Noah and reached down to grab his hand. He blinked up at her and smiled as he leaned into her, and he allowed her to wrap her dark wing around him for comfort.

"Hey, we're not that bad!" Isaac blurted, sounding offended.

"Yeah, we don't mean to scare you, Noah," Lily said. She went over to her little brother touched his shoulder gently. Noah peered up at her from where he was leaning into Eden's leg and hip. Molly walked around between them, happily wagging her tail and nudging them with her muzzle every now and then.

Dean smiled at the scene before getting the keys for the Impala from his pocket. "Well, we're going now, so see you all tomorrow – and don't wreck the house while we're gone."

"It'll be in ruins when you return!" Isaac grinned.

"Don't be stupid," Adrian muttered and pushed Isaac playfully. Isaac pushed him back, grinning.

Adrian's arm was still in the cast but he'd get it off soon. He was actually a bit sad to get it off because he had come to like looking at all the signatures and drawings on it, but it would be good to be able to use his arm again.

Castiel rolled his eyes, annoyed that Isaac was too much like Gabriel sometimes. He went around and gave all his children goodbye kisses. He smiled when Adrian let go of his manly pride and accepted the kiss to his forehead.

"There is food leftover in fridge for you to eat, so don't worry about having to cook too much," Castiel told Eden when he kissed her goodbye.

"Okay, thanks," Eden smiled. "And I was thinking of making pancakes for dessert, actually…"

The twins gasped. "Pancakes?!" they blurted in unison and jumped in excitement.

Adrian's eyes widened. "Oh that sounds nice, we haven't had pancakes for ages."

"Yeah, but hopefully it won't make more of your feathers fall out," Eden teased. She laughed when Adrian scowled at her.

Adrian's wings had been molting a lot lately and they looked like a mess. It didn't bother him much because many of the demons and demon hybrids at his age had the same problem so he wasn't alone about it, but he hated when Eden or the twins poked fun at him.

"Hey, behave nicely, you two," Dean chuckled. He gave Molly a few pats when she came over to him before gently pushing her away so he could open the door. "See you guys tomorrow, goodbye."

"Goodbye!" the children said in unison and gathered in the doorway to wave at Dean and Castiel as they went outside to the Impala which Dean had parked in the driveway.

Eden held Noah's hand to reassure him while they waved goodbye. When their parents were gone, Eden closed and locked the door before getting ready to prepare dinner and pancakes for them.

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Dean and Castiel arrived at the hotel at 7pm. They had dressed nicely for the occasion, and Dean grabbed Castiel's hand for comfort when they entered since he could feel his mate's nervousness through their bond. Castiel easily got nervous over attending parties or other events with people he wasn't very familiar with, where Dean was a lot more outgoing than him. The angel gave him a grateful smile and they entered the place together.

Rufus had booked a party room at the hotel which had a stage and a lot of long tables for the guests. There were chandeliers in the ceiling and on the walls to make the room more charming, the floor was made of wood, the walls were white, and the curtains on the stage were a deep red color. The tables were set and the staff was already bringing in drinks.

Rufus was dressed in formal clothes as well, and he beamed when he spotted Dean entering the room together with Castiel.

"Dean! It's good to see you!" Rufus said and came over to pull Dean into a manly hug.

"You too, Rufus," Dean grinned and returned the hug.

When they pulled back, Rufus turned his attention to Castiel and shook his hand. "And Castiel of course. I'm glad you decided to come. I'll keep an eye on my boys and make sure they play nicely with you."

Castiel chuckled. "Thank you."

Rufus smiled. "So… you must be pretty excited that Dean here will take over some of the business for me and get some extra money on his paycheck?"

"It's… helpful," Castiel spoke with a chuckle.

Rufus laughed. "I bet it is, you have five kids to feed after all, and hopefully there won't be more."

Castiel blushed a bit and Dean laughed.

"No, I don't think so," Dean grinned.

Rufus gave them an amused laugh before parting with them to go around and greet the others as well.

After Rufus left, Dean's colleague Martin suddenly popped up in front of them with his mate.

"Dean! Almost didn't recognize you without jeans on!" Martin exclaimed and gave him a quick hug. His mate, who was also a demon and had blonde hair, smiled and shook their hands, although she seemed a little wary of shaking Castiel's hand. "And you brought your mate with you! I still think this angel is way too gorgeous for you, though," Martin grinned and eyed Castiel up and down.

Castiel shifted self-consciously and Dean groaned in annoyance at Martin's comment.

"And he's a lot scrawnier now, though. Last time he was the size of a whale so I guess your dick is getting lousy, Dean," Martin remarked and smirked at them.

"Hey! Speak for yourself," Dean growled playfully. "Besides, I've got more kids than you do so you're not one to make comments like that." Castiel blushed heavily next to him and stared at the floor.

"Jeez, is this what you guys talk about at work all day?" Martin's mate commented and rolled her eyes.

"Martin does," said Mike when he suddenly showed up behind them. They all turned around to look at him.

Dean laughed. "Yeah he does. Thanks for saving my ass."

Mike smirked, and Martin laughed and patted their shoulders before going over to some of the others together with his mate.

"Where is your mate?" Dean asked Mike when Martin was gone.

"She's at home, our boy got sick," Mike explained. They had two children – a nine-year-old girl and a 2-year-old boy. Mike was four years younger than Dean.

"Ah, that sucks. Hope he gets better then."

Mike smiled. "Thanks, I certainly hope so too." He stepped closer and turned his attention to Castiel, giving him a smile. "It's good to see you again, Castiel. I'm glad that your encounter with us last time didn't scare you off completely." He reached his hand out for Castiel to shake, and Castiel accepted it and shook it. "Your mate is probably the one that keeps the most order during the day when Rufus isn't around. I don't wanna know what things would be like if Dean wasn't around… And Dean also helped me fit in more when I was first employed at the garage so I owe him a lot. He's a good man," he smiled.

Castiel smiled back. "I'm pleased to hear that." He looked at Dean who scratched his neck in slight embarrassment.

"Yeah, stop with the compliments before I die from being flattered," Dean muttered.

Mike laughed, and they all went around to greet the others and before getting seated by the long table.

There were ten guys working at the garage in total and they all had their mates with them except for Mike and one other guy who didn't have a mate. All the guys knew that Dean's mate was an angel, but many of their mates didn't. They were surprised to see Dean and Castiel together as mates but their reactions to it were rather positive.

Castiel was relieved that although some of the demons around the table stared at him sometimes their eyes weren't hostile and they didn't make any rude comments about him and Dean. All the other guys' mates were females, so Castiel was the only submissive present in the room. It wasn't a surprise since submissives were rare.

Castiel ended up sitting next to a young female demon who was mated to one of Dean's colleagues called William. She had brought her newborn baby with her since they couldn't find a babysitter, and Rufus had told them that it was no problem for them to bring it with them. They were all seated at two long tables, next to their mates. Mike sat on Dean's other side, and Martin sat across from them and told them all lewd jokes while they ate the appetizer. The appetizer was shrimps in a creamy sauce with some salad and tomatoes in it, and the main course would be duck meat and pork with potatoes and all sorts of vegetables.

Castiel sat on Dean's right side and glanced to his own right side where the demon female, whose name he had found out to be Andrea, was currently trying to feed her baby a bottle of milk. The baby seemed to be around two months old and it refused to drink from the bottle whenever she tried to feed it. Eventually she gave up and sat back with a sigh.

"What's the matter?" Castiel asked her carefully.

She blinked and turned her head to look at him. They hadn't really spoken before, only briefly greeted each other, and she seemed surprised that he talked to her. She was likely not very used to speaking with angels. "Well, she's never drunk from a bottle before…" she explained and blushed a bit.

Castiel's eyes widened in understanding. The mother had only breastfed the baby and now the baby was refusing the bottle.

"I've tried making her drink from the bottle before but she always refuses," Andrea sighed.

"Maybe you should try calming her first," Castiel suggested.

Andrea blinked at him. "What do you mean?"

Castiel shifted and hesitated slightly. He wasn't sure if it was his place to give her advice, so he slowly proceeded. "Well, my youngest son sometimes wouldn't drink from the bottle either when he was being fussy, but if I gently rocked him in my arms first instead of just putting the bottle into his mouth right away he was more likely to drink from it."

"Really?" Andrea blinked and glanced down at her baby who was still crying and squirming in her arms. She suddenly gave him a smile and asked, "Would you mind showing me?"

Castiel's eyes widened. "I don't know—"

"Oh, c'mon," Andrea grinned. "Jasmine likes to be held by strangers so it's not a problem. She's my first baby so I will take all the advice I can get, and I can't have her screaming at the table like this all night. Maybe you can make her drink from the bottle like you did with your son? I'd give anything to make her want to drink from a bottle sometimes when I've got no other options," she chuckled.

Castiel looked a little hesitant until he finally accepted the baby when Andrea handed her to him. He was a little nervous about holding someone else's baby – a complete stranger's at that – and he could feel the others at the table staring at him curiously.

Dean blinked and watched as Castiel shifted the little demon girl in his arms until she was comfortable. The baby stared up at him with wide blue eyes, and she calmed down completely once she was in Castiel's arms. Castiel kept eye contact with the baby and gently rocked her, making her coo in content, and took the milk bottle that Andrea handed to him.

Andrea watched closely as Castiel managed to make the baby really quiet, and little Jasmine just kept staring up the angel. When Castiel slowly brought the bottle up she tensed a bit in his arms, but he let her get comfortable first before he slowly pressed it against her mouth. Andrea gasped when Jasmine took a few curious sips from the bottle before she finally began drinking.

"Well, I'll be damned," William gaped and laughed out loud. "How did he do that? We've tried making her drink from the bottle for ages but she never would."

There was cheering around the table, and Dean grinned proudly at his mate as Cas smiled down at the baby who was still drinking eagerly from the bottle.

"Your mate is pretty good with kids, Dean, even with demon kids," one of the guys sitting further down the table commented, and the others all seemed to agree.

Dean grinned. "Well, I have no idea how he does it, but he's always been good at making babies calm down when they're fussy."

"Wow, this is great," Andrea grinned. "Can't believe you managed to make her drink it. I hope I can make her drink from the bottle too from now on."

Castiel briefly glanced at her and smiled, and they carefully helped each other shift Jasmine back into Andrea's arms. Once the baby was comfortable Andrea tried again to make her drink from the bottle. At first the baby shied away from the bottle a bit until she finally began drinking again.

When Castiel turned his head to look at Dean his mate was grinning at him and squeezing his thigh under the table. Castiel smiled at him and let their wings touch between their chairs.

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The rest of the evening was spent with eating, chatting with the others, having fun, and later there was a comedian performing on stage to entertain them. Rufus had wanted his goodbye party to be special and it certainly was compared to the parties they had had in the garage.

By 9pm most guys around the table were starting to get drunk. Most of the females would be driving them home so they didn't have anything to drink, only the ones that would be taking a taxi home allowed themselves to drink. Castiel didn't drink either which meant that he had put up with Dean who turned more and more stupid to listen to as the hours passed.

Andrea and William drove home after the comedy show to put the baby to bed, and the guy sitting next to them scooped over to take their place. Castiel tensed a little when the seat on his right side was occupied by a drunk alpha demon who kept shouting something over at Martin across from them, but the guy was pretty good at keeping his distance to Castiel – probably because Dean would growl whenever the guy got too close to Castiel's wings (the chairs around the tables had a good distance between each other so that their wings wouldn't touch). That was another side effect of Dean being drunk – he would get extra possessive and protective of Castiel, and sometimes put him in embarrassing situations.

It was past 10:30pm when one of the guys suddenly suggested that they should all go out on the floor, turn up the music, and dance with their mates and each other.

Castiel immediately felt a little insecure about it because he wasn't a very skilled dancer. In fact, he had never really danced before. And since everyone was drunk to some degree he suspected they'd be tripping more than they'd be dancing.

Everyone seemed on board with the idea of dancing. The guys dragged their mates out on the open floor and Rufus went over to make sure that the music was turned up. There had been music playing all night but in a low volume so people could still talk each other at the tables.

Dean grinned at Cas and offered him his hand which the angel hesitantly accepted.

"Dean, I can't dance…" the angel muttered as his mate guided him out on the dance floor. He looked around skeptically and saw the others dancing already.

"Me neither but just move with me," Dean grinned and placed his hand on the angel's waist as they slowly began moving. He leaned in to gently nip at Cas' earlobe to encourage him, making the angel shudder and gasp softly in response.

Dean's breath smelled of alcohol but it didn't bother Castiel too much at the moment.

The women seemed to like dancing with their mates but some of them quickly got annoyed when a few of the guys tripped because they were drunk. The rest of them danced to the rhythm of the music which was rather calm at the moment.

"Sometimes I really miss doing romantic stuff with you," Dean muttered against Castiel's ear.

Castiel rolled his eyes and moved along with Dean as they danced. "I'd prefer you not being drunk, though."

Dean laughed. "Hey! I didn't drink that much yet and I can still think clearly."

"You have stepped on my feet twice. Either you cannot think clearly or you're just clumsy."

"Sorry," Dean chuckled and curled his tail around the angel's leg in apology. He leaned down and put his forehead against his mate's, smiling at him and grinned when Cas smiled back.

Castiel noticed some of the others staring at them but he didn't really pay them much attention. They were likely staring because they had never seen a demon and an angel being that close before. He could imagine that the scene must look very wrong or unusual in their eyes, especially since Dean was touching him and standing as close to him as possible.

"We should go out more, just the two of us," Dean suddenly hummed while they danced around quietly among the others.

Castiel blinked before a smile formed on his lips. "I'd like that." Dean grinned.

They looked up when one of the more drunk guys suddenly tripped over someone's feet and ending up crashing to the floor. There was a wave of laughter, and Castiel cringed at the sight. Dean laughed at his clumsy colleague and everything went back to normal once the guy was on his feet again.

Because some of the more drunk guys felt dizzy and needed a break, some of the others had begun dancing with their colleagues' mates instead, so there was a bit of partner switching going on.

Dean glared when Martin suddenly came over next to him and Cas and grinned at them.

"C'mon, Dean, won't you let me borrow your angel for two minutes?" Martin asked, grinning. "I wanna see what it's like to dance with an angel."

Dean growled and pulled Cas closer. "I'd rather die."

"Aw, you hurt my feelings. Don't you trust me?" Martin spoke, mimicking being hurt.

Dean just continued to glare at him.

Martin turned to look at Castiel instead, hoping to persuade him. "C'mon, angel, I won't bite," he grinned.

Castiel hesitated and stared at Martin for a few moments, pondering. The demon seemed to be a little drunk but Castiel didn't expect him to try anything inappropriate with him – especially not in Dean's presence. He looked Dean, who was looking back at him now, and gave his mate a small smile. "I'll be fine," he assured him, and gently stepped out of Dean's hold.

Dean growled a little, obviously not feeling too happy about letting another alpha dance with his mate, but he knew that Martin was harmless. Besides, there would be nothing romantic about it and they all knew that.

Dean watched closely as Castiel accepted Martin's offer and let the other demon grab his hand and put his other hand on his waist. Castiel gave Martin a warning glare when the demon's hand got too close to his feathers, almost touching them, and Martin quickly pulled his hand further away from the feathers. Castiel's wings were slightly spread so that the feathers wouldn't touch down the side of his body and thus come into contact with Martin's hand on his waist, but it had almost happened anyway.

The beat of the music was lively, and Castiel felt a little insecure about dancing since he wasn't used to it, but Martin was confident in his steps and practically guided the angel around. It helped Castiel get into the rhythm and not mess it up.

Dean watched them intensely, and he couldn't help but sharpen his feathers slightly as he watched his friend dancing with his mate. It calmed him that he knew that Martin wouldn't do anything sexual and that he respected that Cas belonged to Dean and no one else, but he still felt a sting of jealously in his chest. It was in an alpha's nature to be protective and possessive of their mates, and Cas being a submissive angel made him more fragile than females and submissive demons which only strengthened Dean's protective instincts.

When their dance was over, Martin grinned at Castiel and said, "It was a pleasure dancing with you, Castiel. Not every demon can say he danced with an angel who actually accepted it."

Castiel chuckled and slowly stepped away, making Martin's hand leave his waist. "The pleasure was mine."

Martin looked over Castiel's shoulder and chuckled. "I'm gonna go now before Dean kills me with his possessive staring." He quickly disappeared into the small crowd of people dancing, trying to find his own mate again.

Castiel looked over his shoulder at Dean who was indeed watching him and glowing with possessiveness. The angel rolled his eyes fondly. He was about to make his way back to Dean when Mike suddenly popped up in front of him.

"Since you've already given one dance to someone who wasn't Dean, surely you wouldn't mind allowing me a dance as well?" Mike smirked. Castiel's brows furrowed and stared at the other angel with hesitation.

Dean suddenly showed up behind them, groaning. "Oh, c'mon! He's my mate! Go dance with your own!"

"Well, she's at home, remember? I'm the only here without his mate, so I hoping I could borrow yours for a moment? I'll return him in the same shape I found him in, no worries," Mike spoke and chuckled at the reluctant face Dean made. He turned to look at Castiel again. "If you allow it…?"

Castiel hesitated for a few moments before giving in. Dean groaned when Cas ended up dancing with yet another colleague of his, but he felt far more comfortable having Mike dance with Cas than Martin. He trusted Mike more than he trusted most people.

Mike kept a respectful distance to Castiel's feathers, and his hand was on his waist was a lot more careful than Martin's had been, probably because Martin had been more drunk. Castiel felt more confident in his dancing skills now so their dance went smoothly. Mike said he didn't believe for a second that Cas wasn't used to dancing since he was so graceful on his feet.

Afterwards, Mike gave him a smile and thanked him for the dance before mingling with the others again, and Castiel finally returned to Dean without any more people asking him to dance on his way.

Dean growled possessively when Cas finally returned, and he quickly placed his hands on the angel's hips and curled his tail around his thigh while moving in close to him. "Finally. Thought I'd never have you to myself again."

Castiel chuckled and leaned into Dean's touch. "It wasn't so bad."

"They didn't touch your feathers, did they?"

"No," Castiel replied, slightly amused, and gave Dean an honest smile. The demon seemed pleased with that and briefly brushed his sharper feathers against the angel's without hurting him and resumed their dancing.

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They left the party shortly after midnight, feeling the need to go back home and make sure the kids were all alright. Castiel knew that Eden had taken good care of the younger children and made sure they went to bed when they were supposed to, so he wasn't too worried. If anything had been wrong she would have called.

Dean was pretty drunk by now but not nearly as bad as last time they had a company party. He could still walk rather straight and didn't talk nonsense. He was, however, extremely touchy feely. He had been touching Castiel whenever he could – squeezing his thigh below the table, wrapping his tail around his leg, brushing their wings together, holding his hand, and had even possessively nuzzled his cheek in front of everyone at the table, making Cas blush furiously. The others had just laughed, and most of them were too drunk to really take notice anyway.

Castiel couldn't help but feel a little relieved when he and Dean went outside and headed over to the Impala in the hotel's parking lot. The drunk guys had been a nightmare to listen to at the end, and Dean had been a little embarrassing so Castiel was glad that it was time to go home. But he couldn't say that it hadn't been a good party, because it really had. It was nice for him to get to know Dean's colleagues better.

Castiel unlocked the door to the Impala while Dean said goodbye to Mike one final time. The angel watched as the two alphas of different species gave each other a brief, friendly hug before finally parting ways.

Castiel had only just opened the driver's door and was about to get in when Dean suddenly spun him around and pressed him against the car while kissing him.

Castiel yelped and tried to push Dean back. "Dean! What are you doing?"

"I'm kissing you," Dean breathed against him like it was totally obvious. "And I really need to fuck you, Cas, right now," he growled.

"Ahh," Castiel gasped when the demon sucked on his sensitive jugular, making him shiver and his ass begin to slick up in response. "Not here… Too many people. Wait until we get home—"

"Can't wait that long, I need you now," Dean cut him off and kept kissing and sucking his neck while pressing his body against the angel's, letting him feel his hardness.

Castiel blushed furiously when some hotel guests walked out of the hotel and glanced over at them with confused frowns. He couldn't imagine what the scene looked like to them – a horny demon pressing himself against an angel in the middle of a parking lot at night.

He finally growled and pushed Dean back. "I'll drive us somewhere, just back off for now," he spoke in a serious tone and stared firmly at Dean.

Dean looked like he wanted to object but simply nodded instead. He walked around the car and got into the passenger seat while Cas sat down in the driver's seat and turned on the engine. Dean struggled to not keep touching Cas while he was driving.

The angel drove them to the nearby industrial area which he knew would be deserted at this hour. He parked the Impala down by the river at the edge of a nearby forest, and as soon as he turned off the engine Dean was on him again, kissing and touching him all over.

"Backseat," Castiel breathed, and began pushing Dean back to make him climb over into the backseat. The demon complied without protest, and Castiel climbed over after him.

Dean immediately pressed him back against the seat, and Castiel struggled to find space for his wings as he lay on his back in the backseat of the car. The space was kind of cramped but it couldn't be helped. Dean started kissing his neck again, also struggling to find space for his own wings behind him, and he quickly began pulling at Castiel's clothes to get them off. Castiel slid out of his clothes quickly and reached up to unfasten Dean's belt and help him take his pants off as well. His white wings were flaring against the seat as he felt lust build in his body, and he quickly fumbled to get Dean's pants off.

As soon as they were both naked Dean sighed in satisfaction and leaned down to capture Cas' lips in a possessive kiss. The angel ignored the scent and taste of alcohol on his mate and instead shifted his hips and ass so that Dean could push his fingers into him. He mewled into the demon's mouth as the large fingers began stretching him open, and his wings flapped against the seat impatiently.

Dean stretched him as fast as he could, obviously not having the patience to take his time but Castiel didn't mind, as long as the penetration didn't burn too much. After a minute Dean pulled out his fingers and quickly lined himself up with the angel's entrance before pushing in. Castiel hissed at the slight burn, making Dean hesitate for a moment, but the angel wrapped his legs around Dean's waist and used his heels to push Dean further into him, ignoring the little burn it caused. They moaned together as they joined, and Dean waited for a few moments to let them both adjust to the feeling before he began pumping his hips forwards.

It was possessive, noisy, and kind of sweaty. The car smelled of their arousals, and they both inhaled each other's scents.

Dean started sucking on the angel's neck again, claiming and marking him, and Castiel arched his back and moaned loudly. Dean filled him completely and every thrust felt glorious to Castiel because the demon hit his most sweet spots just right. His oil glands were leaking and rubbing against the Impala's interior but the angel couldn't be bothered to care about Dean's precious car at the moment, he was too lost in pleasure for that.

The angel clawed at Dean's back as the demon pounded into him and marked him with small bites all over his neck and jugular. He was careful about touching Dean's wings since the demon's possessiveness at the moment made them sharp. Instead he carefully ran his fingers down the rough and sharp feathers, avoiding the sharp edges, and earned a pleasured moan from Dean. Although Castiel preferred the feathers to be soft so that he could better touch them he really liked them when they were sharp. It showed him how much of an alpha his mate was, and that he was capable of protecting him and their children if needed.

"Dean," Castiel moaned when his mate struck his prostate and cervix in combination with him touching his wings. He moaned shamelessly loud when the demon buried his hands in his left wing and grasped the feathers possessively.

"Mine," Dean growled against his neck and licked over a small mark he had left there. His tail moved back and forth behind him, restless as always during sex.

Usually Castiel hated when Dean left marks on him – it made people at his work glance oddly at him, and he hated the knowing smirks Anna always sent him if she spotted the marks behind the scarf that Castiel often used to conceal them with. But tonight the angel couldn't bring himself to care about markings.

"Only yours," Castiel purred and closed his eyes. He heard Dean sigh and felt him thrust extra hard into him three more times before coming inside of him. The sensation of Dean's warm seed entering him was enough to bring Castiel over the edge too. He cried out and jerked helplessly under Dean as he came between their bodies, painting their stomachs in his come. Dean's dick twitched inside him as he clenched down around it, and it spurted a few more rounds of come over the next minute before the demon sighed and went limp on top of him. Castiel groaned at the weight and tried to push Dean off. "Dean," he growled.

"Mhmm, sorry," Dean said sleepily before shifting his weight off of Cas and slowly getting up. He sat up and stared down the angel's spread out body and at the come dripping from his ass and onto the interior. "Guess I gotta clean the car tomorrow…"

"Your own fault, it's your mess," the angel muttered and struggled to sit up as well. His wings were a bit in the way as he got up. He looked around for something to clean himself up with but only found his and Dean's clothes.

Dean chuckled. "Yeah, I know it is. But after having two other alphas dance with you and touch you I had to make you mine again and make their scents go away from you."

"I never stopped being yours," Castiel pointed out and gave him a small smile.

Dean smiled back and leaned in to place a soft kiss on his lips. "I love you, Cas, you know that, right?"

The angel smiled against Dean's lips and kissed him again before saying, "Yes, I know that, Dean. I love you too."

Dean grinned at him and curled his tail in joy behind him as they sat next to each other on the backseat. They started getting dressed, and Dean took his shirt to use it to clean themselves up with. Castiel rolled his eyes when Dean seemed a bit too drunk to put on his own clothes and almost ended up putting his pants on backwards. The angel helped him a bit with putting on his clothes before they got into the front of the car again.

It had been a while since they last had sex in the Impala and it had been kind of nostalgic for both of them. It was something they had done a lot while they were in college but they hadn't really had the opportunity for it after they had children.

Castiel drove them home afterwards, and he glanced at Dean with a smile when he saw the demon sleeping in the passenger seat next to him, having passed out from the long party and from sex.

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Author's notes: This chapter was originally part of chapter 39 but I divided them due to length and added some other stuff to it as well. When I wrote Cas' first encounter with Dean's colleagues some of you said you'd like him to meet the guys again, therefore I decided to write this :)

Next chapter should hopefully have more of Noah and I think Jason will show up again soon.

Thanks for reading, please leave a review :)