August 2040 (Castiel is 50 (almost 51), Dean is 52, Eden is 26 (almost 27), Adrian is 23 (almost 24), the twins are 19, Noah is 14 years old).
A year had passed since the twins started in college. It was going rather well for them and they had made good friends, but they were still having a tough time with racists. Isaac was good at keeping most of them away with his pranks and by humiliating them in front of others, but at least there were fewer racists at college than there had been in high school. Noah had slowly gotten used to being the only kid still living at home, but he always looked forward to it whenever one or more of his siblings came home for the weekend.
It was mid-August and Noah would be starting in high school. It was at a different location than his previous school, and he was very nervous about starting at a new place. Abby and Christie would be going there too but he wasn't sure how their schedules would match and if they would even have any classes together at all. The thought of being alone in a classroom with students he didn't know and perhaps having to sit close to some of his tormentors all by himself scared Noah more than anything.
Noah sat in the backseat of the Tahoe (which was still working since Dean replaced the spare parts when they needed it), and fumbled nervously with his shoulder bag which was situated next to him. They had pulled over in front of the school to drop him off, but Noah was reluctant to leave the car even after Dean and Castiel had gotten out. He took a deep breath before getting out of the car and shutting the door behind him, and he glanced around the other students warily as they walked by and headed into the school.
"Don't look so scared, you'll be fine," Dean told him, trying to reassure Noah when he could see how nervous he was.
Noah didn't reply and clenched his hands around the strap of his shoulder bag. Castiel gave him a sympathetic smile and pulled him into a warm hug.
"It'll be alright, Noah. Your siblings got through high school relatively fine, and I'm sure you will too," Castiel said, hugging his son tightly.
Noah inhaled his papa's familiar scent, and it made him feel even more reluctant to make his way into the unfamiliar territory of the high school. He hugged Castiel tightly and rested his cheek against Castiel's shoulder, humming softly when the angel rubbed his back gently for reassurance. "But I'm not as strong as them. Eden's good at retorting stuff at people, Adrian is strong and dominant, and Lily had Isaac who always gets back at the bullies. I don't have anything…" he murmured against Castiel's shoulder.
"Hey, that's not true. You have the kindest personality and I'm sure you'll make a lot of new friends," Dean said, coming over to brush his tail against Noah's leg to comfort him.
"And Abby and Christie are at the school too," Castiel reminded him, pulling back from their hug to look at Noah.
Noah stared at the ground and nodded weakly. "I'm just a bit scared…"
Castiel smiled and pushed a few dark hairs away from Noah's forehead. "I know, so was I when I started in high school. But you just have to be yourself and ignore those who are not nice to you. Do not let them ruin school for you."
Noah sighed and nodded once again, and he said goodbye to his parents before following the crowd of people into the school, holding on tightly to his shoulder bag the whole time and flinched slightly whenever someone came too close to him.
Dean and Castiel watched him go with a feeling of anxiety and helplessness, and Castiel let out a heavy sigh as Noah's disappeared in the crowds. He relaxed a bit when Dean put a hand on his shoulder and rubbed circles into it.
"He'll be fine," Dean said.
"I'm not so sure… High school is full of teenagers, and teenagers can be incredibly cruel, especially alphas…" Castiel murmured, thinking back to his own high school where the alpha angels had either propositioned him, made inappropriate comments about him, or had otherwise treated him like a nerd or sex object. A few of them had tried touching his wings but Cas had been good at flinching away, and a few alphas had managed to slap his rear whenever it had been exposed when his wings were unfurled. It had been humiliating to be leered at all the time, but Balthazar and a few of his female friends had helped him out.
Dean sighed. "Yeah, I know, but hopefully Noah will get some friends who'll keep the worst bullies away. But I'm just as worried as you are, to be honest…"
Castiel turned his head and smiled at Dean. "I know, I can feel it through our bond."
A few students gave them funny looks as they passed by, but both Dean and Castiel didn't spare them a glance.
Dean grinned. "I know you can." He discretely gave Cas' ass a little slap before heading back to the car, and Castiel rolled his eyes at him before getting in next to him.
Meanwhile Noah was making his way through the crowds inside the school. He was headed for the gym since the principal was going to have some speech for the new students, and Noah had made an appointment with Abby and Christie to meet up there.
The noise in the corridors was deafening, and Noah didn't particularly like crowded corridors since he hated when people got too close to him physically – mostly because people often 'discretely' bumped into him on purpose or pushed him, and he didn't like that. Noah was still very frail and small, although his body did look a bit more mature now than it did just a year ago. He had grown a bit and was now 5'1'' (156cm), and he was likely to grow a little bit more over the next year or two.
A beta angel bumped harshly into Noah's shoulder, hurting his wing in the process, and Noah winced and pulled his wings even closer to his body, keeping his eyes down as he made his way towards the gym. He was pretty sure that most in the crowds didn't know that he was an angel/demon hybrid because his wings looked like angel wings unless you noticed the roughness in them, but he knew it was only a matter of time before people found out and would harass him in the corridors.
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After the principal's speech Noah made his way towards his first classes. It had been relieving for him to meet up with Abby and Christie again, but it turned out that he only had one class with each of them, and that was biology and P.E. All other classes Noah would have to survive on his own, and today he didn't have classes with his friends.
His first class was math which Noah didn't particularly like. He had placed himself in the back to avoid anyone staring at his wings from behind him, but the last row was occupied by a group of guys so Noah was forced to sit in front of them. He tried to ignore the snickering coming from those guys when they whispered about his wings, and Noah stared down into the table in front of him and felt humiliation warm him up inside. There was a human girl sitting next to him but they didn't talk since she seemed very busy trying to chat with some friends of hers by the table next to them.
Noah felt a small roll of paper hit him in the back of his head, and he slowly glanced back at the guys sitting behind him and saw how they were snickering and laughing at him. He quickly whipped his head around towards the blackboard again and tried to ignore the guys for the rest of the class.
His next class went better. He had history and a dark-haired angel girl named Amanda sitting next to him was kind and talkative, and the smiles she gave him seemed very sincere. Noah immediately felt more comfortable in her presence, and she introduced him to two of her friends who were also nice.
"Are you really an angel/demon hybrid?" one of the girls, Nikki, asked during the small break and gaped at Noah in astonishment.
"Um, yes. My dad's a demon and my papa is an angel," Noah told her. He was sitting next to Amanda and her two friends were seated at the table in front of them and had turned their chairs around to talk while the teacher was away.
"Wow, that's kinda interesting," said Chanel who was an angel/human hybrid with blonde hair. "Mustn't be easy to deal with all the racists, I imagine. Sometimes I get insulted by extremist angels who tell me that my existence is against nature and that my parents are sinners for mating, but since angels and demons get along so badly I can imagine that you're having it worse than me…"
Noah gave her a small, askew smile and stared at the table. "Yeah, I meet racists all the time… Which is why I didn't want to move from my old school, but I had to start in high school, so…"
Amanda chuckled. "Same here; I'd rather have stayed at my old school too."
Nikki was about to talk when a beta angel suddenly walked by them on his way towards his seat in the back of the class and said, "Hey, look! It's the geek corner here." The guy and a few of his friends laughed, and Amanda and her friends glared over at them.
"That's Martin. He's a prick," Amanda explained to Noah, muttering the words with contempt in her voice.
"Hey, I heard that!" Martin growled and came over to them. He was about to snap something back at Amanda but his eyes suddenly landed on Noah. A frown appeared on the guy's face and Noah's squirmed uncomfortably as he felt Martin stare at him. "Oh, you must be that angel/demon hybrid I heard rumors about from Max."
Noah's eyes widened in horror. He knew that his old tormentor Max was at this school too, and he suddenly remembered Max having threatened him about telling everyone he knows to annoy him to make his life a living hell.
The beta's lips curled into a malicious smirk as he stared at Noah, and he ignored Amanda and her friends who were trying to shield Noah from his view and were glaring at him when they noticed that his attention was on Noah now. "You're a sub, aren't you?" Martin asked, grinning in malice. "Just let me know if you ever wanna suck my dick… That's what you subs are for, isn't it?"
Noah flinched and stared back at the guy wide-eyed, and suddenly Amanda stood up from her seat next to him and got right up in Martin's face.
"Shut the fuck up, you perverted prick! You don't say that to people!" she snarled.
Martin just chortled, and his friends came over and watched the scene with amused interest. Martin licked his lips and looked Amanda up and down. "Well, you're welcome to suck me off too if you want, Amanda. You do have very nice-looking lips…"
"I'd rather bite your dick off," Amanda grit out and glared him down.
Martin and his friends laughed out loud at her comment and her angry attitude. "And a filthy mouth too," Martin commented in amusement before going back over to his friends when the teacher reentered the classroom.
Amanda quietly sat back down in her seat, but she kept glaring at Martin over her shoulder.
"Thanks…" Noah murmured at her, glad that he had found someone who wouldn't just turn their heads the other way if someone harassed him.
"You're welcome. I hate that ass anyway," Amanda murmured, and her friends nodded in agreement before turning to face the blackboard again.
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Noah was relieved when classes finally ended; relieved because the first day of high school was finally over, and because he had made a few friends. He hadn't expected to make friends so fast but he was glad that he did. However, Noah had once again been alone during his last class, and he had been less thrilled when the same angel guys from his math class that morning were in that class too. They had been snickering behind his back again, and Noah was grateful that they weren't doing any group assignments that day because he had no idea who to team up with.
Now he was headed towards the school's exit to catch a bus home soon. He didn't have any hobbies or activities to go to after school so he would just go home and wait for his parents to come home too.
Noah's relief quickly turned into dread when he suddenly spotted Max and two new angel friends of his in the corridor, and he froze completely when Max seemed to have noticed him too.
"Hey, look who it is! The freak!" Max grinned mockingly and quickly made his way over to Noah before the submissive could get away. He slammed his hand down hard on Noah's shoulder and dug his fingers into it, making Noah grunt in pain, and used force to back Noah over towards the staircase to stand under it to get some privacy. He pushed Noah up against the wall and didn't move his hand from his shoulder. "I heard from my friend Martin that you're in history class with him. And you let girls stand up for you." Him and his two friends laughed at that.
"Dude, is that the angel/demon hybrid you talked about? Those kinds of hybrids are total freaks. He hasn't even got a tail even though he's half demon," one of the other guys pointed out. "And his angel-like wings are all rough… Jeez, he really is a usual freak."
The second guy laughed. "Yeah, he's even a freak at being a freak."
All three boys laughed out loud at that, and Noah couldn't remember the last time he felt this humiliated around Max. He pulled his wings tighter against his back, hoping to shield them more from the guys' judging and disgusted glances.
"Just let me go. I don't want trouble," Noah murmured and tried to get free. His shoulder hurt from Max gripping it so tightly, and he certainly didn't like Max standing so close to him and invading his personal space.
Max gave him a cruel smirk and leaned in so close to Noah's face that it made him flinch back in surprise. "Only if you suck me off," he smirked.
Noah's eyes widened. That was the second time a bully had told him that today and he didn't like it one bit. It made him feel all kinds of disgusted and humiliated, and it didn't make it better when Max's friends laughed. Max stared back at him with a smirk, obviously waiting for a response, and Noah hesitated and didn't know what to do. His body was itching for him to get out of there, and especially to get away from Max since he felt threatened to be cornered up against the wall like this. In his panic he suddenly reacted before he could think much about it, and swung his shoulder bag directly into Max's crotch, making the alpha angel cry out in pain and pull away. Noah quickly ran off, and Max's two friends were too stunned to pursue him. A few people who had been walking down the stairs had seen it and they laughed as Max groaned and clutched at his crotch in pain.
"You'll fucking regret that, you little maggot!" Max shouted after him, but Noah kept running as fast he could to get as far away from Max and his friends as possible.
Noah rounded a corner and almost bumped into someone, hearing the guy go 'Watch it, you jerk!' before he quickly ran into the girls' restrooms and locked himself inside a stall. He was hyperventilating now and trembling in panic. He sat down on the closed seat of the toilet and took deep breaths to calm down. He was half proud at himself for finally having fought back against Max, but it had been a stupid move. Now Max was only going to harass him even more to make up for the humiliation Noah had caused him by hitting him in the nuts in front of his friends and some strangers, and Noah shook with terror as he thought about it.
Tears streamed down his face and Noah let out a strangled sob, burying his face in his hands. He wished that his papa was there to comfort him and tell him what to do, and that he would never have to face Max or any other bullies at school again.
He was never going to survive high school, he thought.
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Dean and Castiel came home at 5:15pm after having done some grocery shopping on the way home. As they entered the house Castiel chuckled at something Dean had told him had happened at work today, before the angel glanced into the living room and saw Noah sitting on the couch with his knees pulled up against his chest and watching the TV vacantly. Bella was sitting on the floor in front of Noah, whining and nudging at Noah's feet with her nose but the boy ignored her and wrapped his arms tighter around himself. A worried frown formed on Castiel's face, and Dean stopped laughing too and followed his gaze over to Noah.
"Hello, Noah. Are you alright? How did school go?" Castiel asked and quickly took off his shoes before going into the living room. Dean followed him with the two bags of groceries and went over to the kitchen to put the bags down.
Noah didn't look at him and only pulled his knees closer to his chest and rested his chin on them. His wings were tense and wrapped around him like a protective cocoon.
When Noah didn't answer and instead seemed to tear up a little, Castiel immediately sat down next to him. "Oh Noah… What happened?" he asked, pulling his son into a hug. Bella gave a low whine and backed off a little, sensing that something was bothering Noah.
Noah's twisted his body to the side to hug Castiel back and let out a small sob as he buried his face in the angel's shoulder. "T-They were being so mean. Saying nasty things to me…"
Castiel's heart ached and he was dimly aware of Dean approaching them quietly. "What did they say?" he asked, rocking Noah gently to calm him down.
Noah sniffled and took a breath before talking. "Calling me a freak… And saying sexual stuff…"
Dean growled in anger but Castiel ignored him and pulled Noah tighter against his body. "Shh… it's okay. Don't pay attention to what they say; they're just immature assholes."
An amused, broken chuckle shook Noah's body when he heard his papa say 'asshole'. Castiel rarely used such words and Noah couldn't help but chuckle at it. He wrapped his arms around Cas' body and clung to him. "I hit Max between the legs when he corned me against a wall and made a sexual comment… And now he's gonna make life even worse for me…"
"You hit him in the nuts?" Dean repeated, stunned. "Way to go," he grinned.
"No, I shouldn't have done that. He's gonna be even meaner now," Noah murmured, still pressed against Castiel's body. "And a few of the other guys from my classes were also mean to me… I never wanna go back there," he said and started sobbing again.
Castiel gently shushed him and ran his hands up and down Noah's back for comfort, letting him cry against him. The angel glanced up at Dean helplessly, as if asking him what to do.
Dean's fists clenched and unclenched as he stood beside the couch, watching his youngest child sob and cry helplessly against Castiel. He didn't know what to do, and scared and frustrated him. He wanted to call Max's parents and have a word with them, but he had done that a few times before and it hadn't ended well; it only made Max even more aggressive when he harassed Noah, probably because his racist father had told him to. Max's father despised demons, and the only reason he let Max attend the mixed school was because they couldn't afford to let him go to an angel-only school.
"Shh…" Castiel shushed Noah, rocking him gently. "Was there nothing good about today? Nothing at all?" he asked, hoping that there had at least been something good about Noah's first day at high school.
Noah sniffled and slowly pulled back. "Yeah, I met some girls whom I made friends with. And they chased off some guy who was… saying stuff to me."
Dean grinned. "See? Told you that you'd make new friends. Surely that means that high school isn't all that bad after all?"
"But I only have a few classes together with them and Abby and Christie. Most of the time I'll be on my own… And Max isn't going to leave me alone now. What if I have a class with him?" Noah sniffled, trembling at the thought of having a class with Max, and he prayed that he wouldn't.
"I know, sweetie… If you have a class with him then let us know; we can ask the teacher to keep an extra eye on you so that Max will not get to hurt you, alright?" Castiel spoke softly.
Noah nodded, sitting cross-legged on the couch now. He stared down at Bella who came over to him again, wagging her tail and seeking attention, and he gave the dog a small smile and petted her. "I wanna go have a bath now…" he murmured.
Dean grinned. "Alright, but Bella stays here."
Noah looked up at him as if he was mad. "I wouldn't wanna bathe with Bella – I hate the smell of wet dog, and when we bathe her she shakes her fur and makes the whole place wet."
Dean laughed. "I know, I'm just saying."
Noah got up from the couch and corrected his shirt a bit. "What's for dinner?" he asked curiously, glancing at Castiel who had gotten up from the couch as well. He used the sleeve of his shirt to wipe the wetness off his cheeks, but his eyes were still a bit red from crying.
"Homemade burgers," Castiel said, chuckling when Noah's eyes lit up a little.
Dean chuckled as he watched Noah head out to the entrance hall and go upstairs to take a bath, and Bella followed after him even though Noah told her not to. Dean's expression quickly turned more serious when he saw Castiel walk over to the kitchen with heavy steps and how his white wings were drooping behind him. "What's up, Cas?" he asked, following after him.
Castiel stopped at the kitchen counter and placed his hands on it, bracing himself against it. He inhaled deeply, and Dean could feel frustration radiating off of him. "What are you going to do about Max? He's been harassing Noah since kindergarten and I cannot believe that we are allowing this to happen."
Dean was mildly taken aback by that. "Mostly he's left Noah alone, remember? He's been throwing nasty remarks at Noah every now and then but the teachers have mostly handled it."
"But they are in high school now, and Max is probably going to turn more vicious with all the hormones raging inside him; he's already throwing sexual remarks at Noah and cornering him against walls," Castiel said in a gruff voice and stepped back from the counter to glare at Dean.
"What do you want me to do? Call his parents and tell them to make their bratty kid behave?"
Castiel growled in irritation over the sarcasm in Dean's voice. "That would be a great help, yes! But you always refuse to call them!"
"Because calling them and complaining to them about Max doesn't help shit! I've tried that like five times already in the past six years, and every time Max has only grown more aggressive in his way of harassing Noah!" Dean snarled, getting really agitated now. His tail was twisting behind him like an annoyed cat's, and his feathers were slightly puffed out.
"Letting that boy get away with what he's doing to Noah isn't right either!" Castiel snapped back at him, his wings flaring out in frustration.
"Do you want me to piss off Max's father even more and have him encourage Max to take things a step further? 'Cause it sure sounds like that's what you want me to do!"
"No! But Noah's our child and we have to protect him," Castiel growled. "Not confronting Max or his parents is wrong, and it certainly isn't a good way to support Noah."
"Well, I can't call Max's parents without making things worse, and I can't properly involve the high school teachers before we know if Noah is even going to be in class with Max at all, or unless he keeps harassing him in the corridors. What exactly do you want me to do?"
Castiel stared back at Dean, searching the demon's eyes as they glared at each other. "Well, in that case maybe I should call Max's parents. His father is probably only getting annoyed because you are always the one calling him, and he despises demons, so if I call maybe he will not be as aggressive. I'm angel after all, like he is."
"I seriously doubt that's gonna make a big difference," Dean muttered. "Max's father doesn't sound like the type to tolerate any bad comments about his son, whether it's from you or me. In his eyes we're just sinners for having mated with each other, and he won't talk to either of us."
Castiel narrowed his eyes. "Are you just trying to talk me out of confronting Max's parents about this? Do you even care at all about Noah's welfare at school?!" he snapped angrily. He immediately regretted the accusation when he saw the flicker of hurt on Dean's face.
"You don't think I care?" Dean said, taking a small step back and staring at Cas with hurt in his eyes. "How the fuck can you even say that to me?" he snapped, feeling a sharp sting of hurt in his chest which Castiel could without doubt feel too through their bond.
Castiel stared back at Dean with wide, guilty eyes. "Dean… I'm sorry, I didn't mean that…" he stammered, lowering his wings behind him. He took a step towards Dean and carefully reached out his hand to touch Dean's arm. "I'm sorry…" he said sincerely, glancing up at Dean and felt his eyes beginning to water up a little.
Dean's posture relaxed and his wings slumped a bit behind him. "Can't remember the last time you've hit me with such a low blow, Cas…" he muttered bitterly.
"I know, I'm sorry," Castiel spoke and rubbed Dean's clothed arm in apology. "I'm just so angry and frustrated about all this…"
"Yeah, I know, and so am I," Dean said and stepped a little closer to Cas, brushing his tail against the angel's leg. "But I'd really rather have the teachers have a talk with Max and his parents. Don't get me wrong; I'd love to punch and beat up Max and his dad, but I'm afraid about what Max will do to Noah in return… I think his parents are gonna take it more seriously if the complaint comes from a teacher. Max's mother at least seems to be listening to the teachers, and it's kept Max off Noah's back for a while before…"
"Yes, you may be right…" Castiel murmured, placing his hands on Dean's chest and leaned into him while Dean put his hands on his hips. "But promise me you will not hesitate to let the teachers know about Max or other bullies' harassment towards Noah if this keeps going on."
"I promise. No child of ours will be bullied without me taking affair," Dean insisted, giving Castiel a small smile.
Castiel smiled, pleased with Dean's words, and leaned in to rest his head on Dean's chest under his chin. Dean wrapped his arms around him and rubbed his back soothingly, and Castiel hummed when the demon's large hands moved over the base of his wings, very close to his oil glands. He moved his own hands up and down Dean's back, feeling himself search for oil glands which were not there.
They startled when Bella barked loudly behind them, and they quickly pulled apart and looked down at the dog who was staring up at them and panting as her tongue hung out of her mouth. She had just come downstairs again after Noah had locked himself in the bathroom upstairs to take a bath.
"Jeez, Bella, you scared the crap out of me," Dean grumbled.
Castiel chuckled and turned around to open the fridge to put the neglected groceries inside. "I'm still feeling rather upset about all this… But I will try my best not to snap hurtful things at you again."
Dean was rubbing Bella behind the ears and cooing at her, and he turned his attention towards Castiel when the angel spoke. "Alright. I'd be surprised if you weren't still upset. And you can make up for you nasty comment later."
Castiel turned his head and saw Dean smirking suggestively at him, and he rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the fridge. "Alright. I guess you do deserve that… and it will bring me in a better mood to be intimate with you, so I don't mind."
Dean grinned in victory, although he was still pretty frustrated about the whole thing with Max and the other students who were giving Noah a hard time in high school. It was frustrating that this was happening to Noah and there was nothing Dean could do about it at the moment. He just hoped the teachers could help.
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Noah was a better mood after his bath, and Bella's playfulness cheered him up more. He enjoyed the dog's company now that he was the only kid still living in the house after all his siblings had moved out, and playing with her helped him forget about school. Dean and Castiel did their best to cheer Noah up more and offer him reassurance and comfort.
When Castiel entered the bedroom that night Dean was already in there, taking his clothes off. Castiel quietly closed and locked the door behind him before beginning to undress as well, aware that Dean was watching him. Once he was completely naked he went over to Dean at the foot of the bed and leaned into him, letting their nude bodies touch. Dean was already half-hard, and Cas could feel him grow harder against his hip and lower stomach as he pressed himself into Dean.
"I'm sorry I took my anger out on you earlier…" Castiel murmured, placing his hands on Dean's strong chest and stared up at him. "I shouldn't have said that you didn't care about Noah's welfare, and I want to make it up to you. So… what would you like me to do?"
"You know you don't really have to make it up to me, right? I wasn't being friendly with you either, so…" Dean said, shifting a little.
"I know, but I want to make it up to you, and I want you to tell me how."
Dean licked his lips as he stared back at Cas. It kind of turned him on to have Cas asking him how he could please him. He liked when Cas took control, yes, but he damn well also liked it when he was in control and could do whatever he wanted to with his angel.
"Well, how about I get to do whatever I want with you tonight, and you have to do exactly as I say?"
Castiel swallowed and Dean saw his pupils dilate with lust. The angel gave a small, shaky nod. "Alright, that works."
Dean gave him a victorious smirk. "Good. Get on the bed then. On your stomach. And don't touch yourself and don't look at me, just stare at the headboard no matter what happens."
Castiel felt a small shiver run up his spine and his dick hardened between his legs. He nodded and immediately moved over to lie on the bed, pushing the blankets aside and lay down on his stomach on the warm sheets. He rested his arms under his pillow and put his chin on it while staring at the headboard in front of him. His wings flared nervously as he spread them out across the bed, and he couldn't help but writhe a bit in anticipation. He had no idea what Dean had in mind for him tonight, but he kind of liked not knowing it. It was interesting and yet it made him a bit nervous. He tried his best not to look over his shoulder at Dean when he heard the demon fumble around near the closet, and he kept his eyes on the wooden headboard in front of him.
Suddenly Dean came up on the bed behind him, and Castiel shuddered lightly when the demon put his large hands on his buttocks and rubbed them possessively.
"You're 50 years old and your ass is as gorgeous as ever," Dean commented, staring at the flesh in appreciation and gave Cas' right buttock a light slap.
Castiel shuddered and buried his head in his pillow. "Dean…" he moaned, his voice muffled by the pillow.
Dean just smirked at him before crawling further down the bed and settled himself between the angel's spread legs. Then he grabbed Cas' ass again, parting the cheeks with a hand and trailed his finger over his mate's hole with his free hand. The hole clenched when Dean touched it with his finger, and slick was already leaking from it. Dean flared his nostrils, taking in the scent of Cas' growing arousal and the increasing amount of slick, before leaning in and started licking at the pink, puckered hole.
Castiel jolted in surprise and gasped loudly when he felt Dean's tongue lick and lap at his entrance. He dug his fingers deep into his pillow and let a strangled noise of pleasure. "Ah, Dean! Oh god!" he gasped, feeling Dean's tongue slide into him and beginning to lick him open now.
Dean hummed and grasped Castiel's buttocks possessively, pulling them further apart to get better access to the treasure between them. He made a sound of appreciation when he felt more and more slick leak from the angel now, and it tasted divine on his tongue – like strawberries and vanilla. He basked in the taste and in the small, desperate noises coming Cas. The angel was slowly grinding himself into the sheets now, pushing his ass back into Dean's face, and Dean gave his rear a firm slap to tell him to stop and the angel immediately obeyed. "Mm, good boy," Dean grinned and buried his tongue inside his angel again.
Castiel shuddered at the praise, feeling more aroused by it than he probably should. He tried desperately to lie still while Dean continued to lick at his entrance and started pushing fingers into him to stretch him open. The demon took his time and it frustrated Castiel because he needed more.
Dean finally pulled back, licking his lips to lick away the slick on them and stared at Castiel's hole, watching it clench and unclench as if it was desperate to be filled up already. He squeezed the angel's buttock firmly before getting up from the bed, ignoring the small noise of protest from Cas. "Don't turn your head around," Dean ordered firmly when he saw Cas was about to look behind him.
Castiel groaned but obeyed, staring at the headboard again and listened to Dean fumble around behind him. Suddenly Dean was back on the bed again, and Castiel waited and listened carefully as he tried to figure out what the demon was doing. He hadn't expected something to suddenly be shoved into him, and he flinched and yelped in surprise as something big entered his ass, but Dean put a hand on his lower back to keep him still.
Dean grinned in amusement. "Sorry, did I startle you?" he asked with hint of teasing in his voice.
Castiel just groaned and tried to figure out what Dean had put into him. It wasn't the demon's cock, nor was it his tail, because the object felt slightly cold and stiff. It was wide, however, stretching him good and deliciously, and Castiel moaned as Dean pushed it further into him. His eyes widened slightly when he realized that Dean had put his favorite vibrating dildo into him.
"Dean…"
"You've finally noticed what it is, huh?" Dean smirked, watching Cas' hole stretch to accommodate the toy that was almost as wide as Dean himself.
"Ah," Castiel gasped when Dean slowly moved the toy in and out of him, pressing it against his sweet spots on purpose. "Dean, please…"
"Now, I want you to take control of that toy for me and use it on yourself. I can never get enough of watching you pleasuring yourself with it," Dean said with a smirk. He let go of the toy after Castiel had reached behind himself to grab it, and went up to get an extra pillow and placed it under Castiel's hips so that the angel was more comfortable and Dean would have a better view of his ass. Then Dean settled himself on the foot of the bed and gave his own cock a few lazy strokes while watching Castiel. The angel glanced back at him over his shoulder, and Dean gave him a small nod, telling him to go ahead.
Castiel shifted and got more comfortable on the bed before turning his attention to the toy inside of him. He thrust it in and out of himself a few times before increasing the speed, moaning as he felt it slide along the sensitive walls inside him. He couldn't see Dean but he knew the alpha was staring intensely at him and stroking himself while watching. The thought of Dean touching himself while looking at him pump that dirty toy in and out of himself sent shivers of arousal through Castiel's body. His hips bucked into the pillow under him, and he wriggled his hips helplessly as the dildo gave him delicious pleasure.
"Turn on the vibrations," Dean told him. "But don't start at level one – I want you to go directly to level three and press it against your sweet spots when you do so."
Castiel whipped his head around and stared at Dean like he was mad. "W-What? But if I start at level three the vibrations will feel too intense, and I—"
"Shh," Dean shushed him. "You're supposed to do what I tell you, remember?"
Castiel looked a bit a defiant at first, but he quickly closed his mouth and turned his head away to rest it on the pillow again, groaning as he did as Dean told him to. He used his thumb to search for the button on the toy which would turn on the vibrations, and he clicked it three times in a row to get to level three right away. "Gah!" he exclaimed when his ass was assaulted by heavy, intense vibrations, more than his body could handle right away. His entire body jerked violently and he gasped loudly. "Nnrrrugh, oh god!" he gasped, writhing and tossing on the bed as the toy vibrated heavily inside of him.
Dean made a sound of appreciation behind him. "And don't you dare come until I say so, no matter how close you are to it."
"But, Dean…" Castiel protested, panting heavily and writhing in desperation. He was already so close.
"No buts, Cas," Dean smirked, sounding so self-smug that it made Castiel groan in annoyance.
"Fuck," Castiel grunted against the pillow, forcing himself to hold back the orgasm that was threatening to overwhelm him. The vibrations were too much for him to handle, especially right against his cervix and prostate, and his body was all worked up and tense, eager to get release. "Please, please, please! I can't— Oh god!"
Dean watched him with slight amusement, and his hand was stroking his cock furiously now since the sight of Cas getting assaulted by vibrations and pleasure and being so desperate for release was just too hot to witness. The sounds coming from Cas' mouth were downright pornographic, and he could see how the angel squirmed and writhed as he tried to hold back his climax. Dean could feel Cas' desperation and arousal through their bond, but he could only imagine what his body felt like inside as the angel tried so hard not to come.
When Cas looked like it was getting too painful to hold back any longer, Dean finally spoke. "Okay, turn off the vibrations now and take the toy out."
Castiel growled in frustration and his body slumped against the bed in disappointment. He glared back at Dean as he turned off the vibrations and pulled the toy out, cringing at the sudden empty feeling in his ass.
Dean licked his lips as he stared at the angel's sudden empty hole and how it was clenching and unclenching in frustration over being left empty again. Dean felt a little sorry for Cas, especially since the angel has been so close to having a violent orgasm but was denied it, so he quickly moved up the bed and covered Castiel's body with his own.
The angel let out an involuntary purr as he felt Dean's chest press against his back and his dick nudge his ass as the demon covered him with his body, and he closed his eyes when Dean nipped and kissed his neck in apology.
"Don't worry, you'll get to come soon," Dean told him, pressing his chest down into Cas' back and oil glands, and covered the angel's wings with his own.
"You're a tease," Castiel grumbled, but kept purring when Dean placed loving kisses on his neck.
"I know," Dean smirked against his skin. He pulled back and slapped Cas' ass again. "Get up. Hands and knees."
Castiel scrambled to comply and got up, lowering his wings and head in submission for Dean as he was on all fours in front of him. His dick was hard and aching between his legs and it was slightly painful after his denied orgasm. It was leaking precome because of him being so close to climax, and it dripped onto the sheets below. His ass was almost on fire with the need to be filled up again, but Castiel was too aroused to feel any shame.
Dean hummed in approval and trailed his hand down Cas' back, touching the oil glands as he passed them and drew a needy moan from the angel's mouth, and let his hand move down the angel's soft skin all the way down to his ass. He circled Cas' entrance with his fingertips, trying to tease the angel and it certainly succeeded.
"Dean, please stop teasing… I need you," Castiel moaned, lowering his head and gasped lightly.
"You need what?" Dean prompted, purring out the words as he continued touching the angel's hole without pushing in.
Castiel groaned, blushing with embarrassment. "I need your cock. I need it inside me; I need it to fill me up good. Please…" He lowered his wings further and lowered his body by resting his weight on his forearms, making his ass tilt up in the air towards Dean. He was hoping the act of submission would persuade Dean to finally take him.
The alpha shuddered with lust when he saw Cas was doing, and he unconsciously lined up his dick between the angel's spread cheeks, sliding it over Cas' entrance to get some friction. "Only if you promise not to come before I tell you to, you hear me?"
"Yes, I promise! Please!" Castiel babbled in desperation and pushed his ass back against Dean's dick, moaning when the length teased over his hole.
Dean growled, pleased with Castiel's words, and didn't waste another second before he buried himself inside his mate's tight heat, letting out a long moan of relief when he felt Cas' tightness wrap around his aching cock.
Castiel downright howled and arched his spine almost like a cat, gasping as Dean started moving into him.
"Fuck, you're so tight," Dean grunted, digging his nails possessively into Castiel's hips as he pounded into him. The sight of Cas arching his back and lowering his wings in submission was so beautiful to him. It did all kinds of things to his alpha ego, and he moved his right hand away from Castiel's hips and moved it up to the angel's oil glands to touch them as a reward for the angel's compliance.
The angel let out another howl of pleasure as Dean touched his leaking oil glands, and Dean squeezed them and pinched them a few times before pulling his hand away. Castiel responded with a pitiful whimper, but Dean just chuckled at him and instead moved his fingers down towards Cas' ass. He slowed down his thrusts as he started pressing against the hole which was stuffed full of Dean's cock, and it took a bit of effort before he could push his finger inside it next to his dick.
"Oh," Castiel said, realizing what Dean was doing.
"Gonna get you ready to take my tail as well. It's gonna look so good when you're stuffed full with my dick and tail…" Dean babbled behind him, twisting his finger around inside Castiel to stretch him more.
"Ah, Dean…" Castiel moaned, still bracing himself on the bed on his forearms. "I don't know if I can take that much tonight… You're filling me up wide enough as it is."
"You've taken my tail along with my dick before. I know you can do this," Dean said, running his free hand up and down Castiel's hip and side to soothe and relax him as he pressed another finger into him.
"Dean, I have work tomorrow… I'm going to feel this for days," Castiel grumbled, wriggling his ass unconsciously as Dean's fingers stretched him further.
"Are you saying you don't want my tail?"
Castiel groaned and lowered his forehead onto his pillow in defeat. "No…" he admitted quietly. He did want Dean to fill him up with his tail, but he also knew that he'd feel the burn for at least 2-3 days afterwards, and he didn't want his coworkers giving him odd looks when he winced whenever he sat down. On the other hand the idea of having Dean's tail inside him right now was way too tempting, and he would just have to deal with the discomfort afterwards. Besides, he had allowed Dean to do whatever he wanted with him tonight, so he wasn't going to object any further.
The demon hummed in satisfaction and continued working his fingers into Cas while slowly moving his dick in and out of him. He used some of Cas' wing oil to help slick the way further and make it easier to stretch him, and after a few minutes the angel seemed ready enough to take his tail. Dean pulled out his fingers and placed his hands on Cas' hips again, holding him still while he pushed his dick balls deep into him and then moved his tail up and slowly began pushing it in as well. The tip of his tail slowly slipped inside but met a bit of resistance, and it nudged against Dean's balls as it slid in along the underside of alpha's cock.
"Oh God! Nrruuugh!" Castiel howled, grasping the sheets tightly as he was filled up even more. His wings flapped against the bed, and he panted heavily as his body tried to accept the intrusion. It hadn't even been that long since he last took Dean's tail like this – only three weeks ago when he was in heat, but his body was different now that it wasn't in heat anymore.
"Fuck, Cas," Dean grunted, digging his nails into Castiel's hips as he continued pushing his tail in further. He stopped once the tail was a bit further inside than the whole length of his cock, and he took a few moments to catch his breath and get used to the tightness. "I'm not gonna last long," he announced before beginning to thrust into Castiel, starting out slowly and then increased the speed steadily. The way Cas was moaning and grunting indicated that he wasn't going to last much longer either, but Dean had ordered him not to come unless he was told that he could.
"Oh, fuck," Castiel gasped as Dean pounded into him, pushing him up the bed with every thrust. "Dean, please… let me come," he begged, whining with need.
"Not yet, angel," Dean said, panting as he drove into the angel in sharp thrusts, keeping a nice balance between the thrusts of his dick and his tail.
"Dean, I can't… It's too much. Please," Castiel whined desperately.
Dean growled and grasped Castiel's hair tightly, forcing the angel's head back while his ass was assaulted with Dean's hard pounding. A strangled, needy whimper escaped from the back of Castiel's throat, and the breath was almost knocked out of his every time Dean's hips snapped forward. The hand in his hair wasn't harsh or rude, but rather dominant and desperate, and it made Castiel whimper pathetically as he tried to hold back his orgasm that almost hit him when Dean grabbed his hair like that. "Please," he begged again.
Dean lowered his head, his mouth open a silent gasp as he felt his own orgasm approach. He watched the place where his dick was moving in and out Cas', and the rim was beginning to look sore from the stretch now. "Not yet, just a few more seconds…"
Castiel let out an annoyed growl and pushed his ass back against Dean to show his annoyance. His member was leaking a lot of precome now, eager to get the final release soon.
Dean thrust into him six more times before finally saying, "Okay, you can come now. Fucking come, Cas," he growled.
And the angel complied. He wailed so loudly that Dean had to muffle his scream with his hand, and his body jerked and convulsed violently as his shot his release all over the sheets and extra pillow under him. His legs trembled with effort to keep him up, and his ass clenched impossibly tight around Dean inside him, making it almost impossible for the alpha to move.
"Fuck!" Dean growled, feeling his orgasm ripple through his body. His balls contracted as he shot his load deep inside Castiel's ass, coming in copious amounts, and he moaned and gasped every time his cock released a new stream of come into Cas. His tail twitched and Dean could feel it get wet with his own release inside the angel. He was holding Cas' up with an arm around his hips and under his stomach since the angel's legs were too weak to support him now. His slowly grinded his hips into Cas until his orgasm was over, collapsing on top of the angel so that Cas was sandwiched between him and the bed.
Both of them were completely worn out from their orgasms, and they panted in unison as they recovered from it. Dean was trying not to crush Cas too much with his weight, and the angel purred as Dean placed small kisses on his neck and on the back of his shoulder.
"Did I repay you now?" Castiel murmured sleepily, resting his head on the pillow under him and didn't bother opening his eyes.
Dean chuckled, and Cas could feel it against his back as the alpha lay on top of him. "Yeah, you've made up for your rudeness now," he said, placing another kiss on Cas' shoulder before getting up.
The demon cringed a bit when his dick and tail slipped free and how his come was now flowing out of Cas even though the angel tried to keep it in. "Looks like we may need to clean up," Dean said and quickly found a towel and started cleaning Cas up, carefully rubbing the towel over the angel's ass and cringed when he saw how sore and fucked-out his hole looked.
Castiel hissed and flinched when the towel touched directly against his sore hole, and Dean immediately pulled back.
"Sorry. Does it hurt?" Dean asked, cursing himself for perhaps not having taken his time to stretch Cas properly. But the angel hadn't complained either when Dean pushed his tail into him, so Dean wasn't sure if it had hurt or not.
"It's a bit sore, but it always is when you stretch me that wide," Castiel mumbled and twitched his wings a bit. "Just don't be too rough with me down there for the next few days, okay?"
"Yeah, okay." Dean leaned down and placed a small kiss on Cas' buttock in apology. "I'm sorry."
Castiel huffed. "Don't be. I like the burn and stretch when you use your tail as well, so I don't mind you doing it."
"Still…" Dean murmured, caressing the angel's ass a bit before cleaning himself up. He made Cas roll over on his back so that he could clean his stomach and softened dick as well.
They settled themselves on the bed afterwards, not bothering to pull on any clothes before wrapping their blankets around themselves and getting ready to sleep. Dean saw Castiel shift a lot to get comfortable on the bed, as if something was bothering him in his thoughts.
"Still worried about Noah?" Dean asked after a few moments.
"Yes, how could I not be? People are making sexual comments about him on his first day at school, so that is not very encouraging for a start…" Castiel murmured and rolled over on his side to face Dean who was also lying on his side. "Why is it that alphas and sometimes betas think of submissive as sex objects anyway? Is it because we can bear children? I never fully understood why…"
Dean reached out and played with a few of Castiel's feathers. The angel's wing was covering Cas' side and his blanket was on top of his wing, but a few feathers were not covered by the blanket and Dean absently played with them while speaking. "Well, that too, but also because your kind tends to be pretty small and vulnerable, and you often have very submissive personalities… Guess it just makes you easy prey for alphas, and it turns them on that you are like that. Nothing can boost a young alpha teenager's ego more than getting a submissive to submit to him, or watch them blush and squirm when the alpha makes vulgar comments about them. It's different than approaching a female like that, because it gives the alphas – and sometimes betas – a stronger kick to see someone who looks male behave submissively, and it doesn't make it better that many guys think that subs only exist to satisfy their perverted dreams and wants…" he murmured, not letting go of Cas' feathers as he talked. He growled briefly when he thought of guys treating Noah like that at school. "Alphas are worse than betas 'cause we tend to be more into expressing our dominance than the betas are, and dominating a sub does real wonders for our image and ego."
"That is in some ways kind of twisted…" Castiel murmured, looking at Dean who was kind of avoiding his eyes now. "But I don't mind it with you. You are the only alpha I would ever submit to, and I like submitting to you and letting you take care of me in the bedroom."
Dean raised his eyes and looked at Cas, and his lips curled into a satisfied, smug smirk. "I kinda figured that, after thirty years of being together, Cas, but it still boosts my alpha ego to hear you say it," he chuckled.
Castiel rolled his eyes fondly. "I know it does."
"But I also like it when you take control once in a while. It's very sexy," Dean purred, leaning in to press his lips against Cas'.
Castiel shuddered and parted his lips, letting Dean kiss him slowly and deeply. When they pulled away from the kiss Castiel stared back into Dean's eyes for a few moments, dwelling in their green color. "I kinda like that too," he smiled.
Dean chuckled before saying, "Now, let's end this silly chick-flick moment and get some sleep instead. We've got work tomorrow, after all." He inched back a little to get comfortable with his head on his pillow and wrapped his blanket tighter around himself. "And if anymore pricks come near Noah I'll have a talk with the teachers and possibly also the parents."
Castiel chuckled. "I like how that sounds." He shifted on the bed, getting ready to sleep and prayed to god that Noah would make it through high school unscarred.
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Author's notes: So now Noah is finally in high school and things aren't going all that for him well so far… I'll be trying to keep a balance between Noah's story and Destiel. I hope you enjoyed this chapter :)
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