Under One Roof Part A - Alpha House 'Verse
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mayalaenTitle: Alpha House 'Verse: Under One Roof
Pairings: Benny/Sam/Castiel/Gabriel/Nick/Kevin/Dean and all combinations of those characters. Also John/Mary, Bobby/Ellen, Pamela/Victor, Missouri/Anna, Meg/Jody.
Series: Alpha House Part 13
Rating: NC-17/Adult
Word Count: 16,000
Alternate Links: AO3 || SPNKink-Meme Prompt
Full List of Kinks:M/M, M/F, F/F, ABO AU, power dynamics, AU, anal sex, fingerfucking, group sex, violence, blowjobs, spanking, discipline, gangbang, foodplay, masturbation, voyeurism, felching, comeplay, bondage, D/s, enemas, dub-con, rough sex, car sex, threesome, prostate massage, heat, spitroasting, coming untouched, dirty talk, facefucking, case fic, MOTW, magic, cunnilingus, rimming, DP, foursome, casual sex.
Warning: There is dub-con, but only in the sense that Dean would rather not be the lowest in ranking and it's not really dub-con regarding the sex, but please read with caution if you are sensitive to such things. The behavior is normal in this society and part of the ABO dynamics.
Setting: ABO AU where people live longer, but the guys are all in their early 20s to mid 30s.
Summary: This chapter - The primes and their mates arrive. A big discussion ensues. Part one of three covering the primes visit.
I want to thank a friend who has really been a huge help. She's read it over, made suggestions, asked questions, and let me ask her tons of questions. Thanks!! Warning for absolutely no porn in this chapter :D
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Alpha House 'Verse: Under One Roof
Dean was pretty much a wreck by the time the alpha primes arrived. He'd never done well with anticipation, especially when punishment was the thing he was anticipating. He was happy to have his family visit, happy to have them see his alpha house, the way he and his other alphas interacted. He knew the alpha primes would be proud of most of what they'd done. He had no doubt. He and the others had worked hard.
“Incoming,” Sam yelled from the living room.
Dean felt his stomach clench. He tried to keep calm. He didn't need to greet his family looking like a deer in the headlights. And his parents loved him, had never abused him. The worry over disappointing them was the worst part. He'd done worse things in the past and they still loved him, forgave him.
By the time Dean got down to the living room, everyone was inside and there were hugs and friendly greetings between everybody. Meg saw Dean first, and she rushed over to him, hugging him so tightly he nearly squeaked, as per usual.
“I didn't come into the house last time,” she said as she pulled out of the hug and smiled at him. “It's beautiful.”
“Thanks,” he said, smiling back at her.
Meg grabbed his face in her hands and pulled him close. “Chill out. Your parents aren't going to kill you, sweet cheeks.”
Dean chuckled nervously. “They might once they find out what an asshole I was,” he said with a nervous glance over to the larger group.
Meg snorted “I didn't say they wouldn't tan your hide. I said they wouldn't kill you,” she said, then ruffled his hair.
His dad was the next to see that Dean was downstairs, and he headed over to where Dean and Meg were at the bottom of the stairs.
“Hey, kiddo,” John said as he pulled his son into a hug.
“Hey, Dad,” Dean said, pushing his face into his dad's neck, the familiar smell helping to calm his nerves.
“You know I gotta be the protective dad and ask you if you're okay even though multiple people, including Sam, have told me you are,” John said, giving Dean a squeeze.
Dean smiled. “Yeah. I'm okay.”
John pulled out of the hug and cupped Dean's cheek with his right hand. “I'm going to want full details later, both because I'm your dad and I wanna make sure you're okay and also because it's my job.”
“I know,” Dean said with a nod.
“Try to calm down a little,” John said, pulling Dean closer and giving him a kiss on the forehead. “It's not as bad as you think it's gonna be. You both stepped in some shit, but we'll deal with both of you.”
“Mom's not pissed?” Dean asked hopefully.
“Oh, she's pissed,” John said with a nod. “But neither of us have decided to stop loving you,” he said with a grin.
Dean huffed out a laugh and gave John a shaky smile, but he actually did feel better. Completely disappointing his parents was too much to think about. If that wasn't the case, everything else was bearable.
“There's my kid,” Mary said as she nearly knocked her husband out of the way to hug Dean.
Dean's eyes burned as she held him tight. “Sorry, Mom,” he said into her neck.
“I know. And we'll deal with it,” she said confidently. “Ellen is going to check the both of you out, and then we're going to have a talk.”
Dean groaned. “Gabe already checked me out,” he said, trying to ignore the last part of her sentence.
“I'm sure Gabe did a wonderful job,” she said as she pulled out of the hug and took him by the wrist, leading the way at a brisk pace.
Dean felt like a child, but he supposed in a house full of his elders, he would be hard pressed to feel like an adult.
Ellen raised an eyebrow, her hands crossed over her chest. “Let's head to the infirmary,” she said, then turned and walked with the confidence one has when they know exactly where they're going. She'd never been in the house, but he knew the primes had approved the plans for renovation.
Dean looked behind him as he was pulled away, seeing Gabe and John trailing behind them. Great, more people to watch.
The lights were already on in the infirmary and Kevin was standing there looking as if he was trying to keep the contents of his stomach from making an appearance. His eyes were wide and he was standing with his back to one of the counter tops.
John motioned to Kevin, beckoning him closer, and Kevin obeyed. John put his left arm around Kevin's shoulders, giving him a little squeeze before turning the both of them so they could see the examination table. Kevin looked surprised at John's casual touches, obviously expecting John to be pissed at him, but Kevin also looked relieved once he realized what was happening, and it made Dean breathe a little sigh of relief himself.
Dean knew this was what family meant. Fucking up was going to happen no matter what you hoped for, but family stayed when shit hit the fan. Family worked things through instead of giving up when there was a problem.
Ellen pulled out some gloves and put them on. “Clothes off and up on the table,” she said, looking at Dean. “We'll start with you on your back,” she said as she tapped the padded surface of the examination table with her finger.
Dean froze. “Um, you don't have to do a full exam. Gabe already checked me out and fixed me up,” he said.
Ellen's right eyebrow rose slowly. “One,” she drawled.
“Shit,” Dean hissed as he sprang into action.
Dean knew that when Ellen counted, she didn't stop until whoever she was counting at had done what she'd told them to do, which gave him about two and a half seconds to get his clothes off and get on the table. His shirt went flying off and may have landed on one of the other people in the room, but he wasn't paying attention. He nearly broke the buttons on his jeans as he pulled.
“Two,” Ellen said slowly.
“Wait!” Dean yelped as he shoved his jeans and boxers down to his ankles, then boosted himself up onto the table, swinging his legs up. “I'm almost there!” he said, his voice strained as he hurried.
He unlaced his boots so fast he was surprised he didn't break the laces. He was kicking off the second shoe when he heard Ellen take in another breath.
“Ellen! Please!” he begged breathlessly as he shoved at his pants and boxers.
“Th-,” she started.
“Ellen!” he whimpered as he ripped one sock off.
“-ree,” she finished just as he pulled off the second sock.
Dean flopped backward onto the table, panting as he looked up at her. She had a grin on her face and he smiled at her. “Made it,” he said.
“One of these days, you're going to stop pushing me,” Ellen said, shaking her head, but obviously impressed by his speed.
Dean chuckled. “You like the challenge. What would you do without me?” he asked with what he hoped was an adorable smile.
“Meg keeps me busy enough,” Ellen said as she ran her fingers over his head, checking for injuries. “Open your mouth.”
Dean obeyed, and she pulled a penlight off the table next to her, shining it into his mouth. She grunted as she looked.
“Drink some warm tea tonight. I'll ask Nick to make a pot,” she said. As Dean started to complain, she put her finger over his lips. “I don't care that you hate tea. You're drinking some.”
“Yes, ma'am,” Dean said.
“The reason I'm examining him is because I'm the state's alpha prime healer,” Ellen said, glancing over at Gabriel. “I'm sure you did a thorough examination, Gabe, and I'm not questioning your assessment, but in situations like this, I need to do my own exam.”
Gabe nodded. “Understood, ma'am.”
Ellen ran her finger over Dean's split lip, then looked up at John and Mary. “Kevin was rough, but other than some redness at the back of his throat and the split lip, his mouth and head are okay. No loose teeth or cuts,” she said, and Dean heard Kevin let out a shaky breath.
She quickly looked over his chest and arms, taking a little more time to inspect his fingers, then went back to his neck. She spread her hand out over his neck and pushed with her fingers, feeling around for any damage from being choked.
“Your throat has some dark areas that will probably be some decent-sized bruises tomorrow,” she said. “Is there any sharp pain when I squeeze?”
“No,” he said. “It actually doesn't hurt that much. Computer geeks don't have strong hands,” he said with a grin. He glanced over at Kevin and saw a barely-there smile.
Ellen tried to hide her smirk, but Dean saw it when he looked up at her. “I'm assuming he didn't touch your penis,” she said with a raised eyebrow.
Dean snorted. “Nobody's doing much of that,” he grumbled.
This time Ellen let out a little chuckle. “Poor baby,” she said under her breath.
Dean pouted at her as she pushed down on his stomach, feeling around a little. She moved on to his balls, a quick but thorough exam, then ran her hands over his legs, picking up each foot to take a look.
She walked back up to his side and held out her hand. “I'll help you turn over,” she said.
“This isn't a trick, right?” he asked. “I really did get undressed and on the table before you finished saying three,” he reminded her as he took her hand and used her firm grip to get onto his stomach.
“It was a close call, but you managed to make it in time,” she said, her hands running over his back and sides.
“I put some cream inside him,” Gabriel said. “He had minimal bleeding that had stopped by the time I examined him, and there is a small tear, but I didn't feel it needed stitches.”
“Thank you, Gabe,” she said pleasantly as she spread Dean's ass cheeks.
Dean blushed, thinking of his parents being in the room for this. He turned his head, pushing his face into the soft padding and wrapping his arms up over his head. His parents had seen him naked before, but having his parents get a good look at his asshole was a bit different than his mom walking in on him while he was in the shower. He gasped as Ellen pushed a finger into him.
“Did that hurt?” Ellen asked, her finger gentle inside him. “Or were you just surprised?”
Dean chuckled nervously. “Surprised. It's a little sore to the right side, but it's not a sharp pain,” he said, knowing Ellen would want specifics.
“Did Gabe tell you to take it easy for a couple of days?” Ellen asked.
“Yes, ma'am,” Dean replied.
“Okay, this might sting a little,” she warned, “but I want to be thorough, so I'm going a little deeper and I'm going to push on your prostate.”
“Okay,” he said, then squirmed as she gently pushed in deeper. “Ah!” Dean yelped as she firmly stroked his prostate.
“You're a little swollen,” she commented. “Does this hurt or did you scream like a girl because it felt good?” she asked, and Dean could tell she was grinning without even looking at her.
Dean groaned. “It doesn't hurt,” he said instead of saying it felt good.
Ellen chuckled, and Dean felt his cheeks flush. He imagined that his face would light up a room with the glow from his blushing.
“How often are you being fucked?” she asked.
“Ellen,” he whined.
“Don't whine at me, Dean Winchester,” Ellen said.
“I haven't counted,” he mumbled into the table.
“We've had quite a lot of sex,” Gabe said. “And because Dean's had trouble coming untouched, we've done a lot of prostate stimulation to get him going.”
“Dude!” Dean barked. “TMI.”
“Dude,” Ellen barked as she pulled her finger out, “no such thing as TMI when it comes to being honest with your doctor.”
“Gabe is my doctor,” Dean snarled, then realized that probably wasn't a good idea and he waited for a smack on the ass. “Ah!” he yelped, and yes, that was Ellen's firm hand that had smacked his ass. “Sorry, Ellen,” he said.
“All right, sit up,” she said, giving his ass a little pat, then she turned to Kevin. “Your turn. Clothes off, up on the table.”
“Yes, ma'am,” Kevin said softly, immediately taking his clothes off.
Dean got off the table. “Do you want me to leave, Ellen?” he asked. He didn't put his clothes back on. He knew better than to do that without Ellen saying she was done with him.
“Nope,” Ellen replied. “When things happen in an alpha house, everyone is involved. That's why I wanted Kevin in here for your examination. You're a family. You stay here to support each other and so that you know any damage you've inflicted on each other. There's no running and hiding from what you do to each other. The only reason I didn't ask everyone to come in here is because the room is too small.”
Dean's chest tightened. He didn't look at Kevin, but he knew Kevin probably was just as upset as Dean was, probably more. He glanced toward the door and saw Nick standing in the doorway. He was looking at Kevin, an odd look on his face, and Dean couldn't read anything beyond the tight lips, the tense posture, but Nick didn't come into the room, didn't say anything.
“Use what you're feeling right now,” Mary said. “I know it hurts, it feels awful, but there are a lot of things in life that hurt. This will bring you closer and you'll all learn from it. Next time one of you decides to fuck up, remember this.”
“Yes, ma'am,” both Dean and Kevin said.
Dean stood between his parents, first his mom reaching over and giving him a quick squeeze on the arm, then his dad reached over, giving him an encouraging pat on the lower back.
Kevin was stretched out on the table, his breathing still a little fast, his eyes wide. It looked as if he didn't know where to put his hands, so he moved them from the table to his stomach and back again.
“Relax,” Ellen said, resting her hand on Kevin's belly for a moment, giving him time to control himself. “Does anything hurt?”
Kevin took a cleansing breath. “There's an ache in my left side, but I don't feel any sharp pains and I don't hear or feel crunching, so I don't think my ribs are broken.”
“Anything else?” Ellen asked. Kevin blushed, but didn't say anything. “What is it, sweetheart?” she asked, her voice gentle and so caring, so concerned and motherly that Dean felt an ache in his chest.
“Um, I,” Kevin started, then sighed. “One of the times I shoved -- it's nothing. I'm okay,” he said, shaking his head.
Ellen ran the fingers of her right hand over Kevin's hair in a gentling gesture. “One of the hard parts about being a good alpha is admitting when you've done something wrong, humbling yourself. Another hard part is asking for help. The two of you hurt each other, but I looked at Dean's right hand even though I knew any injuries to his hand would've been because he'd punched you. If you have an injury because of something you did to Dean, it's still an injury.”
“Okay,” Kevin said, but that's all he said. He still looked up at Ellen with wide eyes.
Ellen didn't push, and Dean was impressed with the way she was handling him. He'd never been in the infirmary at home when she'd examined the others. She was always tough on Dean, but he needed it. She loved him like a son, but she didn't let him get away with shit.
The way she was treating Kevin was so different from the way she'd ever been with Dean that he nearly forgot to breathe. She was dealing with Kevin the way Kevin needed her to, and she was good enough, caring enough that it was damn near beautiful.
“What Mary said about family still holds true,” Ellen said. “Look at Dean,” she said, tilting her head toward Dean.
Kevin winced as he turned his head and looked at Dean. Dean gave Kevin a little smile, an encouraging look. Sure, he didn't like what Kevin had done, but Kevin seemed remorseful.
“Do you think Dean wants you to ignore an injury?” Ellen asked.
Kevin hissed, his hands clenching into fists. He looked back up at Ellen, tears in his eyes. “I fucking hurt him!”
“You didn't answer my question, so Dean, answer the question for me,” Ellen said.
“No, I don't want him to ignore an injury, no matter how he got hurt,” Dean said with confidence, and it was the truth.
Kevin shivered, his breathing ragged. “What if the injury is on my dick because I rammed it into your mouth and you didn't get your teeth out of the way quick enough,” Kevin said, his voice raising as he turned to pin Dean with a challenging look, daring him to say it was still an injury to be concerned over.
Dean shook his head. “I still don't want you to ignore it.”
“Bullshit!” Kevin growled, obviously more upset at himself than he was at Dean.
“Did you hear what Ellen said about family?” Dean asked.
“I forced my cock in your mouth because I didn't know how to deal with you,” Kevin hissed, “to teach you a lesson.”
“Yeah, and it was a really shitty thing to do,” Dean said. “But I wanna ask you something. Do you still wanna make this work?”
“Do you?” Kevin asked, the fight gone from his words. It was a loaded question, and Dean could see that Kevin really wanted to know. The look on Kevin's face, the tone of his voice said Dean's answer meant the difference between Kevin having a chance or his time in the house coming to an end.
“Hell yeah!” Dean barked. “You don't give up on family.”
Kevin huffed. “You consider me family after what I did to you?” he asked, his words soft.
“I considered you family all along,” Dean said with a snort. “The primes are here to help us work it all out. If I ran at the first sign of trouble, I'd be a terrible alpha and wouldn't deserve a position here in this house,” he said, shaking his head, then pointing at Kevin, “And you're still here. You didn't run when you've had plenty of opportunities. I respect that. You're embarrassed, you're upset, you know you've fucked up, you know the primes are going to punish you, yet you're still here, facing it.”
Kevin's face changed, his features relaxing as what Dean said sank in. The room was silent except for the breathing of the seven alphas for so long that Dean wondered if anyone else was going to say something, but it appeared everyone was letting Kevin have time to process.
“Thank you, Dean,” Kevin said, his voice stronger than before, a hint of surprise in there. “For the compliment and for your willingness to work with me. Thank you.”
“You're welcome,” Dean said with a nod, then grinned. “Now get your dick checked out.”
Kevin snorted. “Yeah, thanks for that,” he said, rolling his eyes.
Ellen went straight for Kevin's dick, picking it up in her right hand and using the fingers of her left hand to check for breaks in the skin.
“Mmm,” she said as she looked a little closer. “Right here?” she asked, gently running her finger over a spot.
Kevin hissed. “Yeah, right there.”
She let go of his cock and pulled out a swab and a bottle of disinfectant. “Because it's a cut from Dean's mouth, I'm going to want you to keep an eye on this,” Ellen said to Gabe.
“Yes, ma'am,” Gabe said with a nod as he got closer to take a look at the wound.
Kevin hissed again as Ellen swabbed the skin with the disinfectant. He held still as she put a small dab of cream on the wound.
“Leave this open,” Ellen said. “No oral sex for two days and no anal sex for five days.”
“Ugh, that sounds like such a long time,” Kevin complained.
“Handjobs are okay if you're careful, nothing rough,” Ellen said with a grin. “And maybe the guys can help you learn how to come on a cock,” she said, her eyebrows waggling, making Kevin groan.
Ellen finished a quick and efficient examination of Kevin, then patted him on the shoulder. “Go ahead and get dressed,” she said as she put away her things and cleaned up.
When Kevin had finished dressing, he stood by the door, close to Nick. He still looked nervous, but not as bad as when Dean had first seen him standing in the infirmary.
“I'd like some privacy with Dean, please,” Ellen said as she looked up at the others in the room.
Dean tensed as everyone else left. He had no idea what Ellen was going to do. Sure, she'd never been more than firm with him, and he knew she loved him, but she could be scary.
“Get up on the table again,” she said as she patted the spot in front of her.
Dean did as he was told, still naked. He didn't know what she wanted, but he wondered if maybe she wanted to look him over again. She pushed herself between his legs and looked him in the eye, standing close and oozing authority like a good alpha had the ability to do.
He knew full well that she had chosen this way of approaching him to get him to open up. She'd done it before, and it had always worked well. It disarmed him, and it was a smart move on her part. He didn't have room to hide. Dean had only tried lying once when she was this close, and he'd never done it again.
“Is it all fully consensual?” she asked him.
“Um, huh?” he said, a frown on his face.
“You heard me. All that sex you've been having. Is it completely consensual?” she asked again.
Dean felt a thrill of anger burn through him and he scowled at her. “I've never forced myself on anyone,” he growled.
Ellen put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. “That's not what I'm asking,” she said, calming him with her demeanor. “I'm asking if anyone has forced sex on you?”
Dean's jaw dropped. “Ah, well, I mean, I didn't really get a kick out of Kevin facefucking me that hard, if that's what you mean,” he said.
“And the rest of it?” she asked, pinning him with a look that made him squirm.
Dean snorted. “Well, um, I don't know,” he said with a shrug. “I mean, I've been able to come a lot over the last few days. The guys are actually being really cool about that and trying to help because I've never been able to come without some kind of stimulation to my dick before.”
“Okay,” Ellen said with a frustrated sigh, “let me put it this way. Sometimes new alpha houses have problems, especially with kids who grew up in alpha houses themselves. They grow up knowing that a carus gets a lot of sex, and they know that a carus ranks lowest in the house and has to be submissive to everyone who ranks higher, and no matter how much we try to explain things, to help kids understand how an alpha house works, it's different when you have one of your own.”
“What do you mean?” Dean asked.
“Do you think we all use Meg any time, any way we feel like using her?” Ellen asked.
Dean frowned. “I know she likes sex, but you guys also give her orders,” he said with a shrug.
“She does,” Ellen said with a nod. “But do you like what all the alphas are doing with you beside Kevin's little display earlier? Are you perfectly happy with all the sex you've been having?” she asked, sounding dubious.
“They don't force me,” he said with a scowl.
And he was telling the truth. They had pushed some, but had he really not wanted something to happen, he was no weakling. He could've fought them, especially Kevin. If Benny wanted to make an issue out of it, Dean would've told him the truth and he doubted Benny would've had a problem with it.
“I know you. Probably better than you know yourself. I helped raise you,” she said. “You're telling me that every time they ask for some type of sex act or every time you ask for a sex act, you're totally on board and happy about it.”
“I haven't initiated any of it myself,” he said, shaking his head. “And there are times I'm busy and they pull me away from what I'm doing because they're horny, but like I said, they're never assholes about it. Nick wanted a cock warmer the other day, and I was in the middle of something, so I was a little pissed, but the night ended in orgasms for all,” he said with a shrug.
Ellen sighed. “All right. You're probably gonna fight me on this, especially given your evasive answers just now, but I'm gonna insist upon it,” she said firmly.
Dean squirmed again. This didn't sound good. He started to open his mouth to argue without ever even hearing what she wanted to do, but the look on her face made him close his mouth again.
“The two houses are going to have a little pow-wow tonight,” she said. “We're going to talk about feelings and actions and responsibilities and all that other good stuff you love opening up and talking about.”
Dean groaned. “Ellen, this isn't-ow!” he yelped as Ellen smacked his thigh.
“It's not up for negotiation,” she said, shaking her head. “Put yourself in our shoes. You send your pups off to start up their own alpha house, pups you know are gonna be wonderful at their job. They're still your pups even though they're fully grown and have become so much more than you'd even dreamed. Would you want to check up on them and make sure that their view of the world was straight and things were running the way they should in that new alpha house?”
He nodded, then looked down at Ellen's shirt. The pattern suddenly interesting, though later he'd never be able to describe it. “Did I do something wrong?” he asked.
Ellen grunted. “No,” she said, a confidence in her voice that settled Dean. “You guys are all so young, and you've never done anything like this before. We can try to prepare you guys the best we know how, but shit happens. All of you are doing what you think is best for the community, right?”
Dean looked her in the eye. “Yes,” he said with confidence.
“That's wonderful,” she said with a small smile. “You've got good motives and are doing good in the community, you just need some small adjustments on things inside the house. That's what we're here for. Usually in the first few weeks of a new alpha house, alpha primes go in and see how things are going. You know that.”
He nodded. “Yeah.”
“Every house we've gone to needs help,” she said. “Some of them have big problems, some not so big, but no house has ever been free of problems. The true measure of all seven of you will be how you act on the information we give you,” she said as she cupped the left side of his neck, her thumb rubbing his cheek in an affectionate gesture.
Dean snorted. “I suppose once I've been through my parents checking out my asshole, talking about my sex life isn't that bad,” he said with a smile.
Ellen chuckled. “It's not as bad as you're thinking it'll be,” she said, patting his leg. “Now get your clothes on unless you want to have this discussion naked,” she said with a grin.
“Yes, ma'am,” he said.
Dean dressed slowly, his stomach feeling nearly as heavy as his chest. Ellen was puttering around in the room, and he knew she'd done that on purpose. Leaving him alone would give him time to really freak out and he'd have a hard time leaving the room without a little push from her.
He finished dressing and stood in the middle of the room looking at the door. He heard Ellen come up behind him, and she reached up and briskly rubbed his back in encouragement.
“Not as bad as you're thinkin', kid,” Ellen said again, then gave him a little shove toward the door.
He chuckled nervously as he opened the door and headed to the living room with Ellen's hand a reassuring presence on his back.
End of Part A || Part B
Pairings: Benny/Sam/Castiel/Gabriel/Nick/Kevin/Dean and all combinations of those characters. Also John/Mary, Bobby/Ellen, Pamela/Victor, Missouri/Anna, Meg/Jody.
Series: Alpha House Part 13
Rating: NC-17/Adult
Word Count: 16,000
Alternate Links: AO3 || SPNKink-Meme Prompt
Full List of Kinks:
Warning: There is dub-con, but only in the sense that Dean would rather not be the lowest in ranking and it's not really dub-con regarding the sex, but please read with caution if you are sensitive to such things. The behavior is normal in this society and part of the ABO dynamics.
Setting: ABO AU where people live longer, but the guys are all in their early 20s to mid 30s.
Summary: This chapter - The primes and their mates arrive. A big discussion ensues. Part one of three covering the primes visit.
I want to thank a friend who has really been a huge help. She's read it over, made suggestions, asked questions, and let me ask her tons of questions. Thanks!! Warning for absolutely no porn in this chapter :D
Fill for an Anonymous Prompt. Follow the link for the full prompt.
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Alpha House 'Verse: Under One Roof
Dean was pretty much a wreck by the time the alpha primes arrived. He'd never done well with anticipation, especially when punishment was the thing he was anticipating. He was happy to have his family visit, happy to have them see his alpha house, the way he and his other alphas interacted. He knew the alpha primes would be proud of most of what they'd done. He had no doubt. He and the others had worked hard.
“Incoming,” Sam yelled from the living room.
Dean felt his stomach clench. He tried to keep calm. He didn't need to greet his family looking like a deer in the headlights. And his parents loved him, had never abused him. The worry over disappointing them was the worst part. He'd done worse things in the past and they still loved him, forgave him.
By the time Dean got down to the living room, everyone was inside and there were hugs and friendly greetings between everybody. Meg saw Dean first, and she rushed over to him, hugging him so tightly he nearly squeaked, as per usual.
“I didn't come into the house last time,” she said as she pulled out of the hug and smiled at him. “It's beautiful.”
“Thanks,” he said, smiling back at her.
Meg grabbed his face in her hands and pulled him close. “Chill out. Your parents aren't going to kill you, sweet cheeks.”
Dean chuckled nervously. “They might once they find out what an asshole I was,” he said with a nervous glance over to the larger group.
Meg snorted “I didn't say they wouldn't tan your hide. I said they wouldn't kill you,” she said, then ruffled his hair.
His dad was the next to see that Dean was downstairs, and he headed over to where Dean and Meg were at the bottom of the stairs.
“Hey, kiddo,” John said as he pulled his son into a hug.
“Hey, Dad,” Dean said, pushing his face into his dad's neck, the familiar smell helping to calm his nerves.
“You know I gotta be the protective dad and ask you if you're okay even though multiple people, including Sam, have told me you are,” John said, giving Dean a squeeze.
Dean smiled. “Yeah. I'm okay.”
John pulled out of the hug and cupped Dean's cheek with his right hand. “I'm going to want full details later, both because I'm your dad and I wanna make sure you're okay and also because it's my job.”
“I know,” Dean said with a nod.
“Try to calm down a little,” John said, pulling Dean closer and giving him a kiss on the forehead. “It's not as bad as you think it's gonna be. You both stepped in some shit, but we'll deal with both of you.”
“Mom's not pissed?” Dean asked hopefully.
“Oh, she's pissed,” John said with a nod. “But neither of us have decided to stop loving you,” he said with a grin.
Dean huffed out a laugh and gave John a shaky smile, but he actually did feel better. Completely disappointing his parents was too much to think about. If that wasn't the case, everything else was bearable.
“There's my kid,” Mary said as she nearly knocked her husband out of the way to hug Dean.
Dean's eyes burned as she held him tight. “Sorry, Mom,” he said into her neck.
“I know. And we'll deal with it,” she said confidently. “Ellen is going to check the both of you out, and then we're going to have a talk.”
Dean groaned. “Gabe already checked me out,” he said, trying to ignore the last part of her sentence.
“I'm sure Gabe did a wonderful job,” she said as she pulled out of the hug and took him by the wrist, leading the way at a brisk pace.
Dean felt like a child, but he supposed in a house full of his elders, he would be hard pressed to feel like an adult.
Ellen raised an eyebrow, her hands crossed over her chest. “Let's head to the infirmary,” she said, then turned and walked with the confidence one has when they know exactly where they're going. She'd never been in the house, but he knew the primes had approved the plans for renovation.
Dean looked behind him as he was pulled away, seeing Gabe and John trailing behind them. Great, more people to watch.
The lights were already on in the infirmary and Kevin was standing there looking as if he was trying to keep the contents of his stomach from making an appearance. His eyes were wide and he was standing with his back to one of the counter tops.
John motioned to Kevin, beckoning him closer, and Kevin obeyed. John put his left arm around Kevin's shoulders, giving him a little squeeze before turning the both of them so they could see the examination table. Kevin looked surprised at John's casual touches, obviously expecting John to be pissed at him, but Kevin also looked relieved once he realized what was happening, and it made Dean breathe a little sigh of relief himself.
Dean knew this was what family meant. Fucking up was going to happen no matter what you hoped for, but family stayed when shit hit the fan. Family worked things through instead of giving up when there was a problem.
Ellen pulled out some gloves and put them on. “Clothes off and up on the table,” she said, looking at Dean. “We'll start with you on your back,” she said as she tapped the padded surface of the examination table with her finger.
Dean froze. “Um, you don't have to do a full exam. Gabe already checked me out and fixed me up,” he said.
Ellen's right eyebrow rose slowly. “One,” she drawled.
“Shit,” Dean hissed as he sprang into action.
Dean knew that when Ellen counted, she didn't stop until whoever she was counting at had done what she'd told them to do, which gave him about two and a half seconds to get his clothes off and get on the table. His shirt went flying off and may have landed on one of the other people in the room, but he wasn't paying attention. He nearly broke the buttons on his jeans as he pulled.
“Two,” Ellen said slowly.
“Wait!” Dean yelped as he shoved his jeans and boxers down to his ankles, then boosted himself up onto the table, swinging his legs up. “I'm almost there!” he said, his voice strained as he hurried.
He unlaced his boots so fast he was surprised he didn't break the laces. He was kicking off the second shoe when he heard Ellen take in another breath.
“Ellen! Please!” he begged breathlessly as he shoved at his pants and boxers.
“Th-,” she started.
“Ellen!” he whimpered as he ripped one sock off.
“-ree,” she finished just as he pulled off the second sock.
Dean flopped backward onto the table, panting as he looked up at her. She had a grin on her face and he smiled at her. “Made it,” he said.
“One of these days, you're going to stop pushing me,” Ellen said, shaking her head, but obviously impressed by his speed.
Dean chuckled. “You like the challenge. What would you do without me?” he asked with what he hoped was an adorable smile.
“Meg keeps me busy enough,” Ellen said as she ran her fingers over his head, checking for injuries. “Open your mouth.”
Dean obeyed, and she pulled a penlight off the table next to her, shining it into his mouth. She grunted as she looked.
“Drink some warm tea tonight. I'll ask Nick to make a pot,” she said. As Dean started to complain, she put her finger over his lips. “I don't care that you hate tea. You're drinking some.”
“Yes, ma'am,” Dean said.
“The reason I'm examining him is because I'm the state's alpha prime healer,” Ellen said, glancing over at Gabriel. “I'm sure you did a thorough examination, Gabe, and I'm not questioning your assessment, but in situations like this, I need to do my own exam.”
Gabe nodded. “Understood, ma'am.”
Ellen ran her finger over Dean's split lip, then looked up at John and Mary. “Kevin was rough, but other than some redness at the back of his throat and the split lip, his mouth and head are okay. No loose teeth or cuts,” she said, and Dean heard Kevin let out a shaky breath.
She quickly looked over his chest and arms, taking a little more time to inspect his fingers, then went back to his neck. She spread her hand out over his neck and pushed with her fingers, feeling around for any damage from being choked.
“Your throat has some dark areas that will probably be some decent-sized bruises tomorrow,” she said. “Is there any sharp pain when I squeeze?”
“No,” he said. “It actually doesn't hurt that much. Computer geeks don't have strong hands,” he said with a grin. He glanced over at Kevin and saw a barely-there smile.
Ellen tried to hide her smirk, but Dean saw it when he looked up at her. “I'm assuming he didn't touch your penis,” she said with a raised eyebrow.
Dean snorted. “Nobody's doing much of that,” he grumbled.
This time Ellen let out a little chuckle. “Poor baby,” she said under her breath.
Dean pouted at her as she pushed down on his stomach, feeling around a little. She moved on to his balls, a quick but thorough exam, then ran her hands over his legs, picking up each foot to take a look.
She walked back up to his side and held out her hand. “I'll help you turn over,” she said.
“This isn't a trick, right?” he asked. “I really did get undressed and on the table before you finished saying three,” he reminded her as he took her hand and used her firm grip to get onto his stomach.
“It was a close call, but you managed to make it in time,” she said, her hands running over his back and sides.
“I put some cream inside him,” Gabriel said. “He had minimal bleeding that had stopped by the time I examined him, and there is a small tear, but I didn't feel it needed stitches.”
“Thank you, Gabe,” she said pleasantly as she spread Dean's ass cheeks.
Dean blushed, thinking of his parents being in the room for this. He turned his head, pushing his face into the soft padding and wrapping his arms up over his head. His parents had seen him naked before, but having his parents get a good look at his asshole was a bit different than his mom walking in on him while he was in the shower. He gasped as Ellen pushed a finger into him.
“Did that hurt?” Ellen asked, her finger gentle inside him. “Or were you just surprised?”
Dean chuckled nervously. “Surprised. It's a little sore to the right side, but it's not a sharp pain,” he said, knowing Ellen would want specifics.
“Did Gabe tell you to take it easy for a couple of days?” Ellen asked.
“Yes, ma'am,” Dean replied.
“Okay, this might sting a little,” she warned, “but I want to be thorough, so I'm going a little deeper and I'm going to push on your prostate.”
“Okay,” he said, then squirmed as she gently pushed in deeper. “Ah!” Dean yelped as she firmly stroked his prostate.
“You're a little swollen,” she commented. “Does this hurt or did you scream like a girl because it felt good?” she asked, and Dean could tell she was grinning without even looking at her.
Dean groaned. “It doesn't hurt,” he said instead of saying it felt good.
Ellen chuckled, and Dean felt his cheeks flush. He imagined that his face would light up a room with the glow from his blushing.
“How often are you being fucked?” she asked.
“Ellen,” he whined.
“Don't whine at me, Dean Winchester,” Ellen said.
“I haven't counted,” he mumbled into the table.
“We've had quite a lot of sex,” Gabe said. “And because Dean's had trouble coming untouched, we've done a lot of prostate stimulation to get him going.”
“Dude!” Dean barked. “TMI.”
“Dude,” Ellen barked as she pulled her finger out, “no such thing as TMI when it comes to being honest with your doctor.”
“Gabe is my doctor,” Dean snarled, then realized that probably wasn't a good idea and he waited for a smack on the ass. “Ah!” he yelped, and yes, that was Ellen's firm hand that had smacked his ass. “Sorry, Ellen,” he said.
“All right, sit up,” she said, giving his ass a little pat, then she turned to Kevin. “Your turn. Clothes off, up on the table.”
“Yes, ma'am,” Kevin said softly, immediately taking his clothes off.
Dean got off the table. “Do you want me to leave, Ellen?” he asked. He didn't put his clothes back on. He knew better than to do that without Ellen saying she was done with him.
“Nope,” Ellen replied. “When things happen in an alpha house, everyone is involved. That's why I wanted Kevin in here for your examination. You're a family. You stay here to support each other and so that you know any damage you've inflicted on each other. There's no running and hiding from what you do to each other. The only reason I didn't ask everyone to come in here is because the room is too small.”
Dean's chest tightened. He didn't look at Kevin, but he knew Kevin probably was just as upset as Dean was, probably more. He glanced toward the door and saw Nick standing in the doorway. He was looking at Kevin, an odd look on his face, and Dean couldn't read anything beyond the tight lips, the tense posture, but Nick didn't come into the room, didn't say anything.
“Use what you're feeling right now,” Mary said. “I know it hurts, it feels awful, but there are a lot of things in life that hurt. This will bring you closer and you'll all learn from it. Next time one of you decides to fuck up, remember this.”
“Yes, ma'am,” both Dean and Kevin said.
Dean stood between his parents, first his mom reaching over and giving him a quick squeeze on the arm, then his dad reached over, giving him an encouraging pat on the lower back.
Kevin was stretched out on the table, his breathing still a little fast, his eyes wide. It looked as if he didn't know where to put his hands, so he moved them from the table to his stomach and back again.
“Relax,” Ellen said, resting her hand on Kevin's belly for a moment, giving him time to control himself. “Does anything hurt?”
Kevin took a cleansing breath. “There's an ache in my left side, but I don't feel any sharp pains and I don't hear or feel crunching, so I don't think my ribs are broken.”
“Anything else?” Ellen asked. Kevin blushed, but didn't say anything. “What is it, sweetheart?” she asked, her voice gentle and so caring, so concerned and motherly that Dean felt an ache in his chest.
“Um, I,” Kevin started, then sighed. “One of the times I shoved -- it's nothing. I'm okay,” he said, shaking his head.
Ellen ran the fingers of her right hand over Kevin's hair in a gentling gesture. “One of the hard parts about being a good alpha is admitting when you've done something wrong, humbling yourself. Another hard part is asking for help. The two of you hurt each other, but I looked at Dean's right hand even though I knew any injuries to his hand would've been because he'd punched you. If you have an injury because of something you did to Dean, it's still an injury.”
“Okay,” Kevin said, but that's all he said. He still looked up at Ellen with wide eyes.
Ellen didn't push, and Dean was impressed with the way she was handling him. He'd never been in the infirmary at home when she'd examined the others. She was always tough on Dean, but he needed it. She loved him like a son, but she didn't let him get away with shit.
The way she was treating Kevin was so different from the way she'd ever been with Dean that he nearly forgot to breathe. She was dealing with Kevin the way Kevin needed her to, and she was good enough, caring enough that it was damn near beautiful.
“What Mary said about family still holds true,” Ellen said. “Look at Dean,” she said, tilting her head toward Dean.
Kevin winced as he turned his head and looked at Dean. Dean gave Kevin a little smile, an encouraging look. Sure, he didn't like what Kevin had done, but Kevin seemed remorseful.
“Do you think Dean wants you to ignore an injury?” Ellen asked.
Kevin hissed, his hands clenching into fists. He looked back up at Ellen, tears in his eyes. “I fucking hurt him!”
“You didn't answer my question, so Dean, answer the question for me,” Ellen said.
“No, I don't want him to ignore an injury, no matter how he got hurt,” Dean said with confidence, and it was the truth.
Kevin shivered, his breathing ragged. “What if the injury is on my dick because I rammed it into your mouth and you didn't get your teeth out of the way quick enough,” Kevin said, his voice raising as he turned to pin Dean with a challenging look, daring him to say it was still an injury to be concerned over.
Dean shook his head. “I still don't want you to ignore it.”
“Bullshit!” Kevin growled, obviously more upset at himself than he was at Dean.
“Did you hear what Ellen said about family?” Dean asked.
“I forced my cock in your mouth because I didn't know how to deal with you,” Kevin hissed, “to teach you a lesson.”
“Yeah, and it was a really shitty thing to do,” Dean said. “But I wanna ask you something. Do you still wanna make this work?”
“Do you?” Kevin asked, the fight gone from his words. It was a loaded question, and Dean could see that Kevin really wanted to know. The look on Kevin's face, the tone of his voice said Dean's answer meant the difference between Kevin having a chance or his time in the house coming to an end.
“Hell yeah!” Dean barked. “You don't give up on family.”
Kevin huffed. “You consider me family after what I did to you?” he asked, his words soft.
“I considered you family all along,” Dean said with a snort. “The primes are here to help us work it all out. If I ran at the first sign of trouble, I'd be a terrible alpha and wouldn't deserve a position here in this house,” he said, shaking his head, then pointing at Kevin, “And you're still here. You didn't run when you've had plenty of opportunities. I respect that. You're embarrassed, you're upset, you know you've fucked up, you know the primes are going to punish you, yet you're still here, facing it.”
Kevin's face changed, his features relaxing as what Dean said sank in. The room was silent except for the breathing of the seven alphas for so long that Dean wondered if anyone else was going to say something, but it appeared everyone was letting Kevin have time to process.
“Thank you, Dean,” Kevin said, his voice stronger than before, a hint of surprise in there. “For the compliment and for your willingness to work with me. Thank you.”
“You're welcome,” Dean said with a nod, then grinned. “Now get your dick checked out.”
Kevin snorted. “Yeah, thanks for that,” he said, rolling his eyes.
Ellen went straight for Kevin's dick, picking it up in her right hand and using the fingers of her left hand to check for breaks in the skin.
“Mmm,” she said as she looked a little closer. “Right here?” she asked, gently running her finger over a spot.
Kevin hissed. “Yeah, right there.”
She let go of his cock and pulled out a swab and a bottle of disinfectant. “Because it's a cut from Dean's mouth, I'm going to want you to keep an eye on this,” Ellen said to Gabe.
“Yes, ma'am,” Gabe said with a nod as he got closer to take a look at the wound.
Kevin hissed again as Ellen swabbed the skin with the disinfectant. He held still as she put a small dab of cream on the wound.
“Leave this open,” Ellen said. “No oral sex for two days and no anal sex for five days.”
“Ugh, that sounds like such a long time,” Kevin complained.
“Handjobs are okay if you're careful, nothing rough,” Ellen said with a grin. “And maybe the guys can help you learn how to come on a cock,” she said, her eyebrows waggling, making Kevin groan.
Ellen finished a quick and efficient examination of Kevin, then patted him on the shoulder. “Go ahead and get dressed,” she said as she put away her things and cleaned up.
When Kevin had finished dressing, he stood by the door, close to Nick. He still looked nervous, but not as bad as when Dean had first seen him standing in the infirmary.
“I'd like some privacy with Dean, please,” Ellen said as she looked up at the others in the room.
Dean tensed as everyone else left. He had no idea what Ellen was going to do. Sure, she'd never been more than firm with him, and he knew she loved him, but she could be scary.
“Get up on the table again,” she said as she patted the spot in front of her.
Dean did as he was told, still naked. He didn't know what she wanted, but he wondered if maybe she wanted to look him over again. She pushed herself between his legs and looked him in the eye, standing close and oozing authority like a good alpha had the ability to do.
He knew full well that she had chosen this way of approaching him to get him to open up. She'd done it before, and it had always worked well. It disarmed him, and it was a smart move on her part. He didn't have room to hide. Dean had only tried lying once when she was this close, and he'd never done it again.
“Is it all fully consensual?” she asked him.
“Um, huh?” he said, a frown on his face.
“You heard me. All that sex you've been having. Is it completely consensual?” she asked again.
Dean felt a thrill of anger burn through him and he scowled at her. “I've never forced myself on anyone,” he growled.
Ellen put a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. “That's not what I'm asking,” she said, calming him with her demeanor. “I'm asking if anyone has forced sex on you?”
Dean's jaw dropped. “Ah, well, I mean, I didn't really get a kick out of Kevin facefucking me that hard, if that's what you mean,” he said.
“And the rest of it?” she asked, pinning him with a look that made him squirm.
Dean snorted. “Well, um, I don't know,” he said with a shrug. “I mean, I've been able to come a lot over the last few days. The guys are actually being really cool about that and trying to help because I've never been able to come without some kind of stimulation to my dick before.”
“Okay,” Ellen said with a frustrated sigh, “let me put it this way. Sometimes new alpha houses have problems, especially with kids who grew up in alpha houses themselves. They grow up knowing that a carus gets a lot of sex, and they know that a carus ranks lowest in the house and has to be submissive to everyone who ranks higher, and no matter how much we try to explain things, to help kids understand how an alpha house works, it's different when you have one of your own.”
“What do you mean?” Dean asked.
“Do you think we all use Meg any time, any way we feel like using her?” Ellen asked.
Dean frowned. “I know she likes sex, but you guys also give her orders,” he said with a shrug.
“She does,” Ellen said with a nod. “But do you like what all the alphas are doing with you beside Kevin's little display earlier? Are you perfectly happy with all the sex you've been having?” she asked, sounding dubious.
“They don't force me,” he said with a scowl.
And he was telling the truth. They had pushed some, but had he really not wanted something to happen, he was no weakling. He could've fought them, especially Kevin. If Benny wanted to make an issue out of it, Dean would've told him the truth and he doubted Benny would've had a problem with it.
“I know you. Probably better than you know yourself. I helped raise you,” she said. “You're telling me that every time they ask for some type of sex act or every time you ask for a sex act, you're totally on board and happy about it.”
“I haven't initiated any of it myself,” he said, shaking his head. “And there are times I'm busy and they pull me away from what I'm doing because they're horny, but like I said, they're never assholes about it. Nick wanted a cock warmer the other day, and I was in the middle of something, so I was a little pissed, but the night ended in orgasms for all,” he said with a shrug.
Ellen sighed. “All right. You're probably gonna fight me on this, especially given your evasive answers just now, but I'm gonna insist upon it,” she said firmly.
Dean squirmed again. This didn't sound good. He started to open his mouth to argue without ever even hearing what she wanted to do, but the look on her face made him close his mouth again.
“The two houses are going to have a little pow-wow tonight,” she said. “We're going to talk about feelings and actions and responsibilities and all that other good stuff you love opening up and talking about.”
Dean groaned. “Ellen, this isn't-ow!” he yelped as Ellen smacked his thigh.
“It's not up for negotiation,” she said, shaking her head. “Put yourself in our shoes. You send your pups off to start up their own alpha house, pups you know are gonna be wonderful at their job. They're still your pups even though they're fully grown and have become so much more than you'd even dreamed. Would you want to check up on them and make sure that their view of the world was straight and things were running the way they should in that new alpha house?”
He nodded, then looked down at Ellen's shirt. The pattern suddenly interesting, though later he'd never be able to describe it. “Did I do something wrong?” he asked.
Ellen grunted. “No,” she said, a confidence in her voice that settled Dean. “You guys are all so young, and you've never done anything like this before. We can try to prepare you guys the best we know how, but shit happens. All of you are doing what you think is best for the community, right?”
Dean looked her in the eye. “Yes,” he said with confidence.
“That's wonderful,” she said with a small smile. “You've got good motives and are doing good in the community, you just need some small adjustments on things inside the house. That's what we're here for. Usually in the first few weeks of a new alpha house, alpha primes go in and see how things are going. You know that.”
He nodded. “Yeah.”
“Every house we've gone to needs help,” she said. “Some of them have big problems, some not so big, but no house has ever been free of problems. The true measure of all seven of you will be how you act on the information we give you,” she said as she cupped the left side of his neck, her thumb rubbing his cheek in an affectionate gesture.
Dean snorted. “I suppose once I've been through my parents checking out my asshole, talking about my sex life isn't that bad,” he said with a smile.
Ellen chuckled. “It's not as bad as you're thinking it'll be,” she said, patting his leg. “Now get your clothes on unless you want to have this discussion naked,” she said with a grin.
“Yes, ma'am,” he said.
Dean dressed slowly, his stomach feeling nearly as heavy as his chest. Ellen was puttering around in the room, and he knew she'd done that on purpose. Leaving him alone would give him time to really freak out and he'd have a hard time leaving the room without a little push from her.
He finished dressing and stood in the middle of the room looking at the door. He heard Ellen come up behind him, and she reached up and briskly rubbed his back in encouragement.
“Not as bad as you're thinkin', kid,” Ellen said again, then gave him a little shove toward the door.
He chuckled nervously as he opened the door and headed to the living room with Ellen's hand a reassuring presence on his back.
End of Part A || Part B
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on 2014-04-09 03:21 pm (UTC)I'm disturbed by Dean's inability to value himself or balance his value with the needs of others. Ellen just sees his unwillingness to get undressed as him being rebellious, not as feelings of embarrassment or humiliation at being examined in front of everyone. No one seems to take into account that maybe his lack of value stems from being treated as though he has no value. Like, he's been telling them in his defiant way forever that he doesn't like the way they treat him, but they just see it as defiance of authority. That's what I come away with here.