August 2041 (Castiel is 52, Dean is 53, Eden is 27 (almost 28), Adrian is 24, the twins are 20, Noah is 15 years old).

Noah didn't see Jayden the following day because they didn't have classes together, but he had caught a glimpse of him in the corridors when walking to his art class. For some reason he found the older boy somewhat intriguing since no one had ever really stood up for him before – especially not an alpha – but he still didn't trust the guy. What if he wanted to use Noah like Richard had used Lily? Noah wasn't taking any chances, especially not since the guy was an alpha, and alphas tended to view submissives as sex objects.

It was Monday now and Noah was walking down the corridors with Abby and Christie in the morning to attend his first class of the day, which would be P.E. with Abby. Noah hated P.E. more than anything, especially when the males eyed him with perverted looks when they took in his small and skinny form while he was running in nothing but shorts and a t-shirt. He knew they weren't romantically interested in him, and all they saw when they looked at him was a good, little bitch they could fuck and dominate. Noah wasn't interested in that, though.

After changing into their P.E. clothes, Noah and Abby went outside together to stand on the pitch and wait for the teacher to tell them what to do today. The guys were fooling around as usual, impatient to start exercising, where most of the girls were gathered in clusters and chatting and giggling together. Noah and Abby stood a bit away from the others and fidgeted as they waited for the teacher's arrival.

Noah looked up when he heard the guys laughing really loud, and his eyes widened a bit when he saw Jayden standing next to the laughing guys, joining them in laughing over what seemed to have been a joke. There was a demon/human hybrid girl standing next to him – pretty close to him, actually. Their eyes met for a brief second when Jayden glanced in his direction, and Noah managed to register confusion and surprise in Jayden's eyes before Noah quickly looked away. He was probably just as surprised to see Noah in P.E. class as Noah was to see him.

"You didn't tell me he has P.E. with us," Noah murmured at Abby.

Abby followed his gaze over to Jayden. "Oh right. You weren't there just after the holidays when we had the first P.E. class this year. I forgot," she said. "Well, he seems to be nice enough. He's a popular jock on the school's football team already, even though he's only been on it for four days. He's the quarterback, I think, and the girls are already beginning to swarm around him since it's a pretty popular position."

Noah nodded absently to what Abby was telling him, and he glanced over at Jayden and the girl next to him again before turning his attention elsewhere.

The teacher arrived and instructed them to do the usual three runs around the pitch to warm up. Everyone scrambled to start going, and Noah sighed heavily before joining the others in running.

As usual Max sent him hateful, disgusted glances whenever he passed him, but the teacher was watching closely so he didn't make a move to shove Noah today. Instead, he threw nasty comments at him since the teacher couldn't hear him. Noah ignored him though.

Afterwards they were playing basketball. Noah hated that game because the bullies always shoved him more than necessary and generally just got too much into his personal space. He cringed when one of his teammates threw the ball at him, and after he caught it he was immediately being ganged up on by the opposing team who tried to get it from him. He was just about to throw the ball at another one of his teammates when Max suddenly pushed into him real hard, making Noah stumble to the ground. He landed on his left side and gasped in pain when his wing and arm got scraped on the asphalt under him.

"You should be more careful, freak," Max commented, grinning in malice because he knew the teacher had just left for a few minutes and didn't see what happened.

Abby immediately came over to Noah to help him up, and Noah winced when his wing and arm ached in pain. He dared a quick glance at his wing but it only seemed to be a bit bruised, and his feathers were ruffled and sticking out in odd angles now. His arm, however, was bleeding just a little.

A few of the others laughed at Max's comment while some of the girls and one of the beta boys seemed less impressed by what had happened.

Max had barely stopped laughing before Jayden stepped up in front of him, towering over him and glaring him down.

"You think that's funny?" Jayden asked, keeping his eyes locked on Max who was swallowing nervously now but was trying not to let it show. "Basketball is hardly about shoving the opposing team to the ground, which you seemed more intent on doing rather than just getting the ball from him."

One of the demon/human hybrids stepped forward and put a hand on Jayden's shoulder. "Oh c'mon, Jay. The boy isn't even hurt that badly, and Max was just fooling around."

Max seemed less happy to be defended by a demon hybrid but he didn't protest.

Jayden growled and shook the guy's hand off him. "Is that what you call bullying these days? 'Fooling around'?"

"Well, I didn't mean it like that—" the guy started but Jayden ignored him and kept his eyes on Max.

"I also saw you harassing one of the girls earlier. Does it make you feel more like a man to treat people like that? 'Cause if it does, it certainly doesn't make others think of you as one," Jayden spat at Max before turning his back on him and going back to the game.

Max blinked in surprise and looked utterly uncomfortable with everyone staring at him all of sudden. When he returned to the game he seemed to be trying his best to stay in the back where no one could see him, and he glared at Jayden's back the whole time.

"You okay?" Abby asked Noah after everyone had started playing again.

"Yeah… I'm good, but a bit sore," Noah replied.

"We should go clean that wound on your arm before playing again," Abby said and led Noah over to the gym to head inside and wash Noah's arm under the sink.

They went back to the game afterwards, and people seemed less interested in shoving Noah around now, which he certainly didn't mind, but it caused him to question Jayden's motives even more for helping him out.

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After school Noah decided to head by the school library to do some homework while waiting for Abby to finish her final class of the day so that they could ride home on the bus together. He sat down in the corner of the room with his laptop and history book and started doing his homework.

There were quite a lot of people in the library that day, and most of them were looking for books on the shelves, doing homework, or chatting quietly at the nearby tables.

Noah curled up a bit when a couple of angel girls walked by and snickered at him, and Noah tried his best to ignore them and not let their bully-like behavior get to him. Suddenly the girls stopped snickering and Noah felt someone standing in front of him, watching him. He looked up and almost flinched when he saw Jayden standing there, grabbing the strap of his shoulder bag almost nervously while looking down at Noah.

"Uh," Jayden began, looking a little lost and uncomfortable. "Sorry to bother you, but we have biology class together and I forgot to write down what homework we have for tomorrow. You're the only one of my biology classmates that I could spot, so…" He scratched the back of his neck in a nervous gesture.

"Oh," Noah said, blinking at him. "Um, I wrote it on my laptop, just a second…" he said, putting his history book aside and searched through his notes on his laptop.

Jayden awkwardly sat down in the chair opposite him and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen to write down notes.

"We have to read pages 155 to 165 until tomorrow on chromosomes…" Noah said after he found the note.

"Right. Thanks," Jayden murmured and quickly wrote it down.

Noah watched him as the alpha wrote down the notes, and he stared absently at the guy's large hands. "Can I ask you a question?" he blurted before he even knew it.

Jayden looked up at him in mild surprise and blinked. "Yeah, sure."

Noah blushed a bit and shifted uncomfortably. "It's just… You've helped me out twice with bullies now, even though you didn't have to," he started, moving his hands into his lap and fumbled with the hem of his shirt. "I'm just wondering why," he finally said, glancing up at the alpha.

Jayden blinked. Then he sighed heavily and leaned back against the chair a bit. "Well, I was at a school in Arkansas before I moved here with my parents, and there was this angel girl who was being bullied all the time because she wore hand-me-down clothing since her family was going through financial trouble. She got harassed a lot, in all kinds of ways, and I watched it a few times but I didn't intervene much. And then one day she had hung herself in her room at home…"

Noah gasped in horror.

"And I felt bad for not having done more to help her, so after that I swore to myself I would never just walk by and ignore it if I saw someone getting bullied," the alpha murmured, playing absently with the pen in his hand while talking. "In my eyes, there's no point in bullying someone. If you don't like a person then you should just ignore them rather than bully them and make them feel miserable. It can really ruin someone's life, and it certainly doesn't make you a cooler person…"

"I'm sorry to hear about that girl…" Noah said, suddenly feeling bad for asking. It was strange to see such a sad expression on an alpha's face since they were usually so tough and dominant.

Jayden gave him an askew smile. "Yeah, me too." He got up from the chair and took his pen and notes with him. "Oh, and if you don't want me interfering in your life here at school, just tell me and I'll—"

"No!" Noah blurted a bit too quickly, startling them both. "Uh, I mean, I don't mind you helping me out," he murmured and blushed a bit at the confession.

Jayden just smiled. "And how are your wing and arm, by the way? Do they hurt?" He glanced at Noah's wing with a worried frown since he knew that submissives' wings were fragile and that it must have hurt when Noah fell earlier.

Noah twitched his wing unconsciously, feeling the muscles ache as he did so. "Yeah, they are a bit sore, but I'll be okay. And, uh, thanks for helping me with Max… He always bullies me whenever he gets the chance."

"You're welcome," Jayden smiled. "And I gotta run now. See you for biology tomorrow."

Noah smiled back. "Okay, bye."

Jayden disappeared out of the library, and Noah sat for a minute and thought about their conversation. He had always wanted someone to help him with the bullies, but now that someone was actually helping him he couldn't help but be a little suspicious. He didn't even know that Jayden guy, after all, and he could have all kinds of hidden motives for helping him; if not pity then it could be because he wanted to gain his trust for more sinister purposes.

Noah glanced around to see a few people giving him an odd stare after having seen the two of them talk. Alphas and submissives talking like that was unusual, and Jayden was a jock where Noah was at the very bottom of the school hierarchy, so it was indeed odd for them to be talking.

He quickly ignored them though, and turned his attention back to his homework.

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After work Dean and Castiel drove off to the supermarket together to buy groceries before heading home. It was a pretty big supermarket and it was full of people shopping after work. Castiel had as usual brought a list with him over the things they needed at home to make sure they got everything. Dean wasn't like that, though; whenever he went shopping alone he almost never brought a list with him and instead just bought whatever he could remember they were missing at home, or things that appealed to him.

They separated so that Castiel went over to the personal care section and Dean was trying to find some rice and pasta.

Dean searched the shelves for his favorite brand of pasta and grunted in annoyance when there was so much pasta that he couldn't find what he was looking for. He had just found the right brand when suddenly someone rammed a cart into him by accident, making the cart collide pretty hard against his rear and the base of his tail, as well as his wings.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean exclaimed in pain and swirled around to snap at the person who had hit him. He instantly calmed down a bit when he saw it was a young submissive demon.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" the submissive exclaimed in horror and immediately pushed his cart aside to go over and check on Dean. "Are you alright, sir?"

Dean twitched his tail a bit and winced softly when it hurt like a bitch. "Yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it, but you should be more careful."

"I know. I'm so sorry," the demon said, cringing. "I'm Oliver, by the way, and I really wanna make it up to you."

Dean's eyebrow rose in surprise. "Uh, you don't have to. Such things happen…"

"Well, I feel bad about ramming my cart right into such a dominant alpha like you. Must hurt your pride pretty bad since a few people saw it…" Oliver said, taking a small step closer as Dean took a step back. He eyed Dean almost hungrily, staring at his muscled wings and then at his biceps and clothed chest. He licked his lips briefly. "I'll let you dominate me for the night to make up for my accident," he offered.

Dean almost couldn't believe what he was hearing, and his eyebrows shot up in shock. It was rare that a submissive would offer themselves to an alpha just like that, and even though it would have turned Dean on when he was in high school he couldn't help but feel almost disgusted by it now.

"Uh, I don't think so. I'm way too old for you anyway. You're like 25—"

"22," Oliver corrected him with a purr and stepped closer to Dean again, cornering him against the shelf. He was clearly very attracted by Dean and didn't seem to want to give up on him so easily.

"22 then. Whatever. I'm still over twice your age, and I've got a mate whom I'm happy with, and I'm absolutely not interested in you, okay?" Dean said, taking a step to the side to get away from the clingy submissive.

"But you smell and look so dominant and potent, and so much like alpha. And I certainly don't mind that you're older."

Dean cringed, getting annoyed with the demon's persistency now. The thought of even just letting Oliver as much as touch him made Dean feel the bile rise in his throat. "Still doesn't change the fact that I'm not interested, got it?" he said, as firmly as he could. He was about to get angry, but he had always been taught not to be aggressive towards submissives. But if that guy pushed it any further, Dean might snap soon.

Oliver was about to open his mouth to speak when Castiel suddenly showed up at the end of the aisle.

"Dean, what do you think we should cook for dinner—" Castiel immediately trailed off and stopped in his tracks when he finally noticed the submissive demon in front of Dean and that they two seemed to have been talking. His brows furrowed, and he eyes took in the submissive demon's body posture, how close he was standing to Dean, and how his red wings were lowered seductively. Angel and demon body language was different in some ways, but that posture was the same for both species – submissives would lower and spread their wings like that when standing in front of a person whom they wanted to have sex with. Castiel growled lowly, and his feathers puffed out in anger as he glared at the submissive demon.

"Cas! Thank god, I thought you'd never show up," Dean sighed in relief and quickly moved away from the clingy demon and headed over to Castiel.

Castiel was still glaring at the submissive demon down and growling at him, and Oliver returned the growl but didn't move his wings into an aggressive posture like Castiel was.

"Stay away from my mate," Castiel growled, still keeping his eyes fixed on his younger 'rival'.

Oliver frowned between them. "Your mate?"

"Yeah, he's my mate," Dean said, putting a hand on Cas' shoulder and scowled over at Oliver. "Now, if you'll excuse us…" He pulled at Castiel's shoulder to make him go with him, but the angel resisted a bit until he finally followed Dean and walked away.

Castiel cast one final glare back at Oliver before looking up at Dean as they walked away with their own cart. "What was that about? Did he want to sleep with you?"

"Well, apparently he thought I was hot and offered me to dominate him as a way to say sorry to me for hitting me with his cart," Dean explained. He couldn't help but chuckle softly when he heard Castiel growl once more. "I've never met such a persistent and horny submissive demon before. He almost wouldn't take no for an answer… He was really creepy, actually."

"Are you just saying that so I won't get angry or do you mean it?" Castiel mumbled.

Dean stopped, forcing Castiel to stop as well. "Jesus, Cas!" he groaned loudly. "Who the hell do you think I am? I'm not a cheater, and that sub honestly creeped me out with his offer."

"I know, Dean, I'm sorry…" Castiel murmured and stared at the floor in guilt. "I'm just… I'm a bit jealous."

Dean instantly relaxed. He smiled softly at Castiel and moved his hand up to the angel's chin and forced him to raise his head to look at him. "I know, Cas. It's actually kinda amusing when you're jealous like that. But I promise you that I had no interest in him; quite the opposite, actually."

Castiel gave him a satisfied smile, and they continued with their shopping, though Dean could sense that Cas hadn't quite recovered from his jealousy just yet; the angel was constantly right by his side, and whenever he saw someone looking at Dean he would grab Dean's hand and squeeze it tightly as if telling them to back off while giving them a small glare. Usually Castiel preferred not to be too close to Dean in the supermarkets to avoid confrontations with racists, but now he almost wouldn't leave Dean's side at all.

It amused Dean to no end, and it was kind of sexy to see Cas be so possessive of him all of sudden. There was no doubt that they were going to have a lot of fun in the bedroom that night.

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When they came home they could hear Noah playing catch with Bella outside in the garden, but the boy quickly came back inside after he noticed they were home.

Castiel made dinner while Dean took a shower, and Noah helped him out a bit in the kitchen while they talked. Noah wasn't very skilled with cooking and it didn't interest him that much, but he liked being social with his parents in the kitchen, and he helped Castiel get the ingredients from the fridge and cupboards.

"Oh right," Noah said all of sudden while Castiel was making lasagna. "I took Bella out for a small walk around the neighborhood earlier and I ran into Mrs. Thomas who lives five houses away. She asked me if I would be interested in babysitting her kids for her whenever she and Mr. Thomas were busy, but I said I wanted to ask you first."

"Oh? The Thomas' are a nice family, and I don't mind you babysitting for them if you want to," Castiel spoke. "How old are their children?"

"Uh, the oldest is nine and the youngest is four, I think…"

"The playful age, then," Castiel chuckled softly.

"I've met them before when walking Bella. They seem well-behaved, and the little girl is very cute and always wants to show me her dolls," Noah chuckled.

Castiel laughed softly. "That is a good sign that she likes you. When you were little you would only ever let people you liked hold your toys, and you wouldn't show them to the ones you did not like."

Noah smiled shyly. "Kids are like that," he said. "When do you think Adrian and Natalie will have kids?" he asked randomly.

"I don't know. Whenever they feel ready for it, I suppose. Having children is first something you should do when you and your partner feel ready; it's a great responsibility, after all."

"I overheard Eden and Jason talking about having another baby at some point…"

Castiel's eyes widened a bit in surprise. "Well, I was suspecting that they would want to have another child soon, when Daniel gets a little older."

"I don't know yet how many children I would wanna have when I'm an adult… Right now, the idea of just sleeping with someone is scary enough for me…" Noah murmured and stared into the lasagna sauce.

Castiel chuckled softly. "You have no reason to be scared of it, as long as you completely trust your partner."

"Hmm, I guess so…" Noah said, blushing a bit.

Castiel smiled and looked up when Dean exited the shower and came into the place between the living room and the kitchen, wearing just a pair of sweatpants while drying off his hair and wings.

"Dad! Wear some clothes!" Noah complained, groaning as he quickly looked away. He wasn't particularly interested in seeing his dad's naked chest, and the sweatpants were hanging too low for his liking.

Dean laughed. "Sorry, I didn't think about that."

Castiel just let his eyes wander up and down the demon's body, staring at how Dean's chest and wings were still covered in water droplets. He licked his lips absently, and when he raised his gaze he saw Dean staring back at him with dilated pupils.

"Uh, papa?" Noah interrupted when he saw Castiel spacing out. "You gotta add the milk to the mix," he reminded him, glancing between his parents with a calculating face. He grimaced a bit when he noticed the sexual tension between them.

"Oh, right. I'm sorry," Castiel said and immediately turned his attention back to pot with the cooking lasagna sauce.

Dean quickly dried himself off and went to find a t-shirt in the laundry room, and Bella followed him with a wagging tail.

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Dean and Castiel retreated to their bedroom a little after 9pm, and Dean began undressing for bed while waiting for Cas to finish up in the bathroom. He had only just stripped out of his underwear when Castiel entered the room, locked the door, and strode over to him with fast steps.

The angel caught Dean's lips in a fierce kiss, and Dean was almost startled by it. Dean let out a pleased growl when their tongues met, and he grasped the angel's hair firmly and wandered his other hand up and down Castiel's still clothed body. His cock was already raging to go, and he pressed it against the angel's clothed hip and could tell that Cas was already hard as well. Castiel gasped and kissed him harder when Dean's hand moved over his ass and the base of his wings, and Dean was loving how Cas was kissing him with so much hunger and possessiveness.

Then, Dean was suddenly being pushed onto the bed, and he let out a small 'uff' as his body bounced on the bed after the impact. Castiel climbed onto bed after him, gesturing for Dean to move up the bed. Once they were up on the middle of the bed, Castiel kissed him again and grabbed his short hair tightly.

"Fuck, Cas," Dean grunted in approval before claiming the angel's lips once more. There was something aggressive about Castiel right now, and Dean loved it.

Then Castiel pulled back and put a hand on Dean's chest so that he wouldn't follow him to catch his lips again. The angel stared into Dean's eyes hungrily before stripping out of his clothes on the bed, throwing his shirt, pants, socks, and panties to the floor. Dean's pupils dilated as he took in his mate's gorgeous body and his slightly spread wings. He could smell the arousal on the angel and could almost see in Castiel's eyes how desperate he was to just sink down on Dean's cock already.

The angel quickly climbed into Dean's naked lap, placing himself with his ass a bit above the demon's flushed cock, and supported his weight on his shins while his head was a bit above Dean's. He grasped Dean's short hair tightly and caught his lips in a deep, fierce kiss again, trying to dominate it – but also trying to get Dean to kiss that domination out of him.

"Fuck. Possessive much, are we?" Dean grinned cockily after they pulled away from each other's lips to breathe.

"You're my alpha," Castiel growled in response and dug his fingernails into the skin on Dean's back.

Dean groaned at the pain from Cas' nails scratching him, but he didn't mind. It only turned him on even more.

Castiel pushed his ass down so that it was right on top of Dean's cock, moving his hips to create friction on the flushed organ, and Dean responded with a hungry growl. Finally Castiel reached down and grabbed a hold of Dean's cock, lining it up with his entrance before eagerly sinking down on it.

Dean was about to protest when he suddenly felt himself slide into Cas with ease, feeling the channel stretched and ready for him.

"Oh, you sly bastard," Dean smirked when he realized Cas had stretched himself in the bathroom earlier. He grabbed Castiel by the hair, forcing him to bare his neck to him and started licking and sucking on the flushed skin there.

"Dean," Castiel gasped, still sinking down on the demon's cock until he was finally seated firmly on Dean's lap and felt the alpha's balls against his ass. He let himself adjust for a moment before beginning to move until he was bouncing on Dean's cock, taking him all the way inside with each thrust.

"Shit," Dean grunted and buried a hand in the angel's soft feathers, tugging at them possessively.

Castiel let out a pleased growl before practically clinging to Dean while he moved, and Dean met his thrusts with a snap of his hips every time Cas moved down on him.

The angel wrapped his arms around Dean's back and clawed at it desperately while he moved on Dean's dick. He dug his nails into the demon's skin, intent on leaving marks on him, and he closed his teeth around the skin on Dean's shoulder. The action caused Dean to snap his hips up even harder and gasp loudly, turned on by it.

Castiel was careful not to bite or suck on Dean's neck in his desperation to mark him. Markings on your neck meant that you had submitted to someone, and Castiel didn't want Dean to submit to him like that. He wanted everyone to know that Dean was a dominant alpha and that he was Castiel's, so instead he left his marks on Dean's shoulders and back since it would signal to others that this alpha knew how to please his partner in bed, and that he was dominant and desirable. It was also a way to scare off others who would be interested in Dean.

"Fuck, Cas. You really are fucking jealous about that guy from earlier, aren't you?" Dean grunted when he felt the way Cas was trying to mark him up. He had to bit his lip to hold back his orgasm, because it was too hot to have Cas mark him and get possessive over him like that.

"I don't like it when someone approaches you like that – especially if it's a demon. I have never liked it," Castiel mumbled in response, still keeping a steady speed as he bounced on Dean's lap. He squeezed his inner muscles, feeling the space inside him get cramped as the muscled enveloped Dean's dick tightly, and he enjoyed the low whine-like sound coming from Dean's throat in response.

"Jesus," Dean gasped at the sudden vice-grip around his cock. Once again he had to hold himself back to not come too early. His arms were wrapped around Cas' body, grabbing at his feathers and touching the oil that was running down Castiel's back. "You already know I only want you, silly."

Castiel whined softly, closing his eyes and held on tight to Dean while moving on top of him. "I know, but I cannot – ah! – help it. It just made me want you to take me right there in front of him so that he would know that you're mine."

Dean chuckled in a cocky manner. "Believe me; I know what that feels like."

Castiel let out a long whimper and grinded his throbbing member against Dean's stomach while he moved on him. His climax was close now, making him pant and sweat, and he tugged at Dean's softened feathers as he could feel his body tingle deliciously with his approaching orgasm. He buried his face in Dean's shoulder and clawed at Dean's back and wings until his orgasm finally hit. He threw his head back and howled, feeling Dean move a hand down between their bodies to stroke him through it.

"Shit. Ah!" Dean came too, spilling his seed deep inside Cas and felt the angel's inner muscles contracting around him. Castiel's hold on his feathers was almost painful, but god if that didn't turn Dean on anyway.

They panted and jerked against each other until it was over.

Castiel trembled with afterglow and leaned back to look at Dean's face, searching his eyes as they stared at each other. Dean's breath came out in heavy puffs, and Castiel absently moved his hand up and ran it through the alpha's hair almost affectionately. "I'm sorry if I hurt you…"

Dean let out a short laugh. "You couldn't hurt me for real, Cas. It was actually really hot. I'm not the only one of us who has a kink for leaving marks, huh?"

"No, I guess not," Castiel replied, his lips curling into a small smile. Dean was about to pull away when Castiel quickly put a hand on his shoulder to stop him. When Dean gave him a questioning frown Castiel merely smiled at him. "I want to feel you inside me a little longer."

Dean's eyebrows shot up a bit before a smug smirk appeared on his lips. "Why, aren't you a little cock whore, Cas?" he teased.

"Only for you," Castiel retorted with a smug, little smirk of his own.

Dean's eyes flashed briefly with lust at that. "Damn right you are. Only for me," he spoke in a low growl and grasped Castiel's ass tightly with both of his hands, drawing a small gasp from the angel's mouth. Dean hummed and leaned forward to rest their foreheads together, gently caressing Cas' ass with his hands. "My dick is surrounded by my own come… I can feel it leaking out of you…" he murmured quietly after a few moments.

Castiel snorted. "You're such a romantic," he murmured sarcastically before finally moving off of Dean's softening member.

Dean just laughed and helped Cas clean up the mess and get ready to sleep.

Castiel settled under his blanket while Dean was unlocking the door, and he hummed contently as the softness of the sheets surrounded him. He hadn't bothered to put on any underwear since it was warm in the room.

A sudden, sharp noise from outside made Castiel flinch violently, but he quickly realized that the sound was from a thunder.

Dean laughed when he saw how Cas flinched on the bed. "Still scared of thunder, Cas?" he teased and slipped into bed next to him, not bothering with putting on clothes either.

"You know that thunder makes me uncomfortable," Castiel muttered and inched a bit closer to Dean. He sighed in relief when Dean pulled him closer to his side so that he could rest his head on Dean's strong chest and snuggle up against him. He flinched again when another thunder rumbled loudly outside. The storm had probably been approaching for a while but they had been so caught up in sex that they hadn't noticed it.

Dean laughed, and Castiel could feel the vibrations of Dean's laughter ripple through him as he lay against him. "Aww, my sweet angel is scared. You're so adorable, Cas," he grinned, stroking his hand through the angel's feathers.

"Shut up, Dean. It isn't funny," Castiel grumbled against him, snuggling closer to him when a smaller rumble sounded from outside. He was lying on top of Dean's wing with his arm wrapped around him, and Castiel's right hand was resting on top of Dean's chest in front of where his head was lying on it. The angel's right wing was spread somewhat across Dean's body under the blankets, providing the demon with an extra soft layer on him.

Dean didn't mind that Cas' wing was on top of him even though it was kind of warm in the room. He shivered lightly when the angel's super soft feathers rested on his thigh, stomach, and his dick. The incredible softness against his member was almost enough to make him hard again, but he willed himself not to be affected by it since he knew that they were both too tired for another round.

"Do you think Noah is alright? He isn't fond of thunderstorms either…" Castiel suddenly spoke.

"Well, he hasn't come to our room during the past two thunderstorms. I think he just crawls under his blanket with a flashlight and reads a book and listens to music until it's over. I walked in on him doing that last month," Dean said, chuckling at the memory of finding Noah lying under his blanket like that because he was scared of the storm.

The angel chuckled softly. "True." He shifted to get more comfortable and grimaced a bit when he felt a bit more of Dean's come leaking out of him. It could take hours before he was fully clean after sex and it annoyed him sometimes. Dean, however, thought it was kinky to have his seed mark Cas from the inside out for that long, and that the angel would sometimes go to work with it still inside him.

They settled themselves to sleep, even though Castiel couldn't fall asleep until the thunderstorm had gone away. But snuggling against his alpha like this comforted him and made him feel safe, so it didn't take long before he calmed down and slowly dozed off.

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Author's notes: I hope you enjoyed this chapter – both with Noah and some jealous!Cas :) That submissive demon turned out a bit creepier than I had wanted at first, but even if he hadn't been that creepy and persistent Dean would of course still not have been interested in him.

Thanks for reading, please review :)