Eat Your Vegetables World: Part 4
The car full of gorgeous man-twins showed up at the mall and people looked. It was incredible, the idea that three sets of twins would be in the same place like that. Sam, the one missing his son, bolted into the building like a fire had been lit under him. He saw them immediately, a familiar head of shaggy brown hair with a toddler that instantly brought tears to Sam's eyes. "Vincent!" he called as he hurried over and the kid sprung up at the sound of his name.
"Dad!" He hopped off the bench and ran to his real father, Sam dropped to his knees and scooped Vincent into his arms as tightly as he could manage.
"Oh my god, are you okay?" Sam was crying and he couldn't stop, he squeezed his eyes shut as he hugged his boy, the past hadn't been repeated but it'd been so close.
Jet stood up and shoved his hands in his pockets again, his smile so sincere but kind of sad too. The kid was with his real parent now, no more need for him to do any of that 'daddy' stuff. Jet looked up when he saw the others trot over, knowing his family immediately – he would've been able to tell even if they had actually changed their clothes once in a while. "Hey guys," he smiled casually and walked over to meet them, he had no idea what was going through Sam's head and he wasn't sure he knew what was going through his. Last time they'd seen one another they were kissing, tongues in each other's mouths and everything. He licked his lips with the memory burning under his skin, Sam's hands on him and the way their mouths moved together. He didn't know when the next one would be.
Jet hadn't expected anything that happened next, Sam came forward to meet him and forcefully grabbed and pulled him in closer. A small, suppressed gasp escaped from his mouth before Sam's lips closed over his, capturing his attention entirely. Sam's hands found their way into his hair, around his shoulders and back, clinging to him and holding him tightly. Jet moaned softly into the pleasantly surprising affection shown him, the warmth pooling back in his core and drifting to every far edge of his limbs and appendages. Even the tips of his toes were tingling. Sam rough handled him a little but Jet didn't complain much more than the light grunts uttered. He was loving Sam's fist in his hair, gripping him and guiding him through their second kiss.
"Sam," he barely managed to breathe the name between the little moments they broke apart and moved back together. The response was a low growl in Sam's throat, his teeth bared just slightly as he nipped and sucked Jet's lower lip into his mouth. Jet felt his cheeks burning red when he realized the mangled and embarrassingly high pitched keening was coming from him, Sam was not playing around, he had their bodies pressed against each other and the subtle but present writhing was not lost on Jet.
Dean was grinning behind his hand, amused and glad to see Sam let go a little bit. Hell, he was pretty happy for Jet too, to see him actually get a little action from the person he liked – even if that person happened to be Dean's younger brother. He glanced over Cas who also had a smile on his face but he was a little more wary of their situation, "We're in a mall, you two. Save it."
Sam sighed into Jet but leaned back all the same, his breathing was a little heavier but not quite as much as Jet's had been. He looked over the other's face, enjoying the pink blush staining his cheeks and the reddish colour of his neck. "You know, this is a good look for you." He whispered, carefully letting his hand drift down to the base of Jet's neck and letting go of his hair, liking the shudder the other male couldn't quite cover up.
Jet was flustered and his body burning from Sam's touch, he swallowed down a breath or two and attempted to will away the redness in his face and down his neck. He wasn't so successful but it was still worth a shot. He had no witty comebacks, his mind a mess of wants, desires, and stupid thoughts so instead of making a total idiot of himself he just smiled. Jet was long out of the teenaged stages of instant arousal from the simplest touch, however he'd gone too long without it to be used to it anymore. There was a slight discomfort pooling lower and lower in his body but he ignored it, nothing was visible just yet so he was safe.
"I suppose we can head to the mainline again." Castiel smirked at the two blushing boys for a second, mostly unaware of the dawning expression of woe on Dean's face.
"Well the other Cas offered for us to stay the night, what do you think? Sleep in a bed?" He wasn't sure how to sell it other than 'sleep with me.'
"We've wasted a lot of time already," Castiel frowned, that old worry returning to him. He saw no need to be that concerned but he also so no reason to take as much time as possible. "We need to get to Futurum, there are so many things that have to be done and…" Cas trailed off when he looked at the others' faces. Sam and Dean were aware of the reasoning being getting rooms, Jet wasn't quite on the same page but he was in the right book – sleeping in a bed meant a room, meaning privacy which all added up to the same needy though; sex.
Cas bit his lip and sighed, "You're all slowing me down." He jested of course, the light chuckle in his tone gave it away. "Fine, we'll sleep over if it's still alright with them."
Dean nodded and waved over at the resident Castiel of that world, "He said yes!"
Cas lit up like a new candle, throwing a fist in the air in triumph. "Fantastic! We'll get you all set up in no time." He beamed at them and leaned toward his Dean to whisper in his ear. They stood together like that until Cas was done saying whatever it was he needed to, his husband grinning from ear to ear once Cas was done. Dean gave a thumb's up and a wink to the group, something the priest version of Castiel had to squint at.
What was the wink about? He looked at his family and the two that seemed most 'innocent' were the Winchesters. "What do you guys know?"
"I'll let you in on it later." Dean grinned at him, "C'mon, let's get this show on the road."
"Oh! Oh oh oh!" Jet lifted his hand and waved it as if he might be in a high school classroom again, finally able to find his voice again. "Can we get some food? I'm starving and it was murder watching Vince eat."
At the mention of food they all felt that familiar rumble in their stomachs. Castiel put his hand over the source of the strange vibrations, sheepishly looking at the others, "That actually sounds like a great idea."
Sam bit his lip and shrugged, "I suppose so." 'But I'd really rather taste something else right now…' He didn't know where these thoughts were coming from, why it was hitting him so hard now, but he didn't care. It was probably because he finally let go, accepted that yes, he really wanted Jet. And he didn't just want those strong arms for hugs or comfort, he wanted to feel Jet moving with him again, wanted that body against his and a very feral part of Sam wanted to slam it into a wall. Jet had always been the tough guy, his big brother's best friend, some kind of a protector and a bad ass. But Sam wanted to break that down, hear the strength in Jet's voice shudder and fall into a whimper, to feel him writhing and arching from Sam's touch.
He shook his head, the thought of it was starting to make him hot under the collar again. "But we don't have money, anyone feel like asking?"
Dean nodded, "I've got it." He walked over to the celebrating family and tapped the Castiel on his shoulder. "Hey."
Cas looked at him, all ears and attention paid. "Did you want to get going already?"
"Well we're kind of starving and…"
The other Sam lifted Vincent up onto his shoulders and rose to his feet, "They fed Vince, I think we can manage at least that much." He looked over at his counterpart and the Jet perched next to him, it was nice to see them side-by-side in that little awkward way. Sam had been there before, kind of liking the bad boy persona Jet carried but loving that nice guy waiting underneath. It was so hard to approach Jet with that kind of thing, relationships weren't an easy topic with him at first but once he'd gotten in it was easier than anything he'd ever done. The other Sam just had to get past that first barrier and he'd be set. "So food court work for all of you?"
"Sounds like heaven." Dean grinned and motioned for the other guys to follow.
Fed and happy, the team found themselves dropped off at a hotel –and not just any hotel, the rooms had been stocked up with all kinds of toys and sexual items ahead of time. Castiel had gotten some money from his lawyer-brother Sam to get them ready for that evening, all kinds of lubricants were displayed in a row, dildos, cock rings, collars, whips and a few other minor toys laid out on a table, and of course a box of condoms. As much as Cas wanted to go all out and set up outfits and other such things he knew that first timers probably wouldn't get that far so there wouldn't be much of a point. Regardless he'd set up both rooms similarly, getting Sam's opinion on the one that they'd be putting the other Sam and Jet into. Cas, of course, arranged the hotel room himself for Dean and his counterpart. He had a feeling that if the other Cas was anything like him the room wouldn't make much of a difference, but he couldn't really tell any similarities between them in that sense.
He caught priest Dean before they reached the elevator to disappear to the rooms for the first time, "I don't know if we'll see you again or if you guys are taking off right away so I'd just like to say good luck, and thank you for finding Vincent."
"I didn't find him," Dean smiled and nodded toward Jet, "He did, but I'll pass it on."
Cas winked and started walking away, "Enjoy yourselves!" He called to the others with a wave over his shoulder, trotting out to meet his husband and younger brother.
Sam smirked as the elevator doors closed; he could feel his heart thumping loudly in his chest, the sensation really pumping him up. Dean on the other hand felt nervous, his fingers tingling, hands shaking; arms stiff as boards and back as straight as a military man's posture. Castiel, a guy he'd been crushing on for an amount of time he couldn't even begin to explain with dimensional craziness, might… maybe do it with him. And the act was exciting but it was still nothing compared to the beauty that was his partner, to Cas and intimate ways Dean was about to know him. He was going to feel Cas in ways that hadn't been done in far too long, learn his personal habits and movements and – Dean cleared his throat and looked at Cas nervously. The other priest didn't have much of an idea and though that worried Dean just a little bit, that maybe he couldn't get Cas in the mood, he also knew that the whole point of this wasn't actually to have sex.
If he got the chance to just sleep next to Castiel again he'd be plenty satisfied. Granted not the same way Sam probably would be but whatever, he wasn't thinking about that.
They separated and disappeared into their respective rooms, a short and pleasant wave shared between them. Dean closed the door behind them, his eyes lingering on it and the idea that maybe staying in the hallway for three hours would calm his nerves. Castiel on the other hand was staring wide-eyed at the brilliance of the room. He smiled to himself and walked over to the grand display of dildos and sex toys, his fingers daring to touch the tip of a pink silicone 12-inch dick. "Wow," He breathed softly and Dean had to turn his head to look. The other priest's mouth went dry when he saw Cas lifting the thing up and inspecting it.
"Did you have something to do with this?" Blue eyes shifted his way and Dean shrugged nervously.
"The other you said he'd do it anyway but his intention was for us to… well…"
"Dean Winchester, I have never known you to be shy around your sexual organs." Cas chuckled softly and sighed as he put the object down. Dean wished he could pinpoint how Cas was feeling, maybe those words had been a hint? Castiel sashayed his way to the bed and leaned down to put a hand on it, his backside angled Dean's way, the edges of the coat outlining him vaguely but still elegant. He was teasing.
'The other Dean probably made all of the moves…' He realized in silent awe, Cas was waiting for him to do something, it's what he was used to. Dean moved across the room and grabbed his partner, twisting him around with one hand on the hip, one hand on the shoulder, pinning Castiel down to the bed.
The stuttered gasp that left Cas' lips was better than music to Dean's ears. His eyes were so big and the pupils had started to spread, growing bigger the longer it took Dean to explain what he was doing. Castiel's imagination was clearly getting away with him and Dean wanted to revel in it for a few more seconds. "Dean," he finally breathed out the name like it'd been caught in his chest for far too long. There were tears in his eyes, brimming and starting to slide down his face.
Dean's 'I'm too sexy' persona dropped the moment he saw them, he let Cas go and quickly moved to caress his partner's cheek. "I'm… I'm sorry Cas, I got carried awa-"
He was cut off when the other priest lurched forward and caught his lips; Dean reciprocated and leaned into the moment, his breathing haggard with the release of his anxieties. "Cas…."
"I'm ready." Castiel whispered so sweetly that Dean thought maybe it was another person sitting across from him. Their faces were still close enough that Dean could feel each little motion of Cas' lips, brushing past his own with each word uttered. "Let me get cleaned up first, okay?"
"You got it," Dean smiled and let Castiel rise, hurrying off to the bathroom. His heart started to pound relentlessly, he really was going to make love to Castiel. Finally Cas was going to be all his, no other man's, no other Dean's, just his. "God, I love him." He sighed as he dropped back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling above him, just waiting now. 'Maybe I should get ready too…' He shrugged and hopped up, removing his clothes and grabbed all the obviously necessary things for their first time. Lube and condoms on the bedside table, Dean found a good spot to lie down in the sheets, perched and prepared to go.
Author's Note:
Okay the smut comes next time but we're all ready to go now, aren't we? Yes we are. School is going well for me if anyone's curious at all, loving 3D and computer animations and whatnot. It's awesome. Anyway please review, it helps me out a lot, I'd love to hear from you guys. Love you all!