Following Orders Part B - Alpha House 'Verse

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Alpha House 'Verse: Following Orders Part B

The next time Dean woke up, there were wonderful smells coming from the kitchen. Kevin was still snuggled up against him, but he was waking up and stretching.

“Smells amazing,” Kevin said, his speech slurred.

“You guys are up,” Meg said as she walked into the living room, a smile on her face. “Who wants steak and eggs?”

Kevin chuckled. “It's the middle of the afternoon,” he said.

Meg shrugged. “I like steak and eggs, so I made steak and eggs. If you don't want it because it's the wrong time of day, the rest of us can eat and you can make your own food,” she said with mock haughtiness, then turned and walked back into the kitchen.

Dean snorted. “She's joking, but you'd better beg for some of the food or she'll insist on groveling,” he said, then ruffled Kevin's hair.

A few minutes later they were all sitting at the dining room table along with Meg, Victor, and Anna. Their plates were piled high with food. Sarah and Charlie sat next to each other, scooting their chairs closer. Kevin sat to Dean's right side, and when Dean looked up at Cas and Gabe, they smiled and sat to Dean's left side, Gabe closer to Dean.

“The rest of the primes are out on business,” Meg said, and Dean knew without asking they were investigating the source of Kevin's infection, “so I thought we'd have something to eat and talk a little bit.

“Uh-oh,” Kevin said with a wince.

“Nothing bad,” Anna said with a smile. “Sarah and Charlie are new members of the house, and all of you have some catching up to do. And we already told Kevin and Nick, but the rest of you should know that Kevin's restrictions have been lifted in light of recent events.”

Dean bumped his shoulder into Kevin's, grinning at him. “I'm not the only one who thinks you were under the influence,” he stage-whispered.

Kevin chuckled, then turned to Sarah. “Hey, Sarah?” he said.

“Yeah?” she asked, her fork paused midway between her plate and Charlie's mouth.

“I want you to know I really appreciate what you did for me,” Kevin said, “and that I totally agree with the rest of the guys on letting you have whatever rank you want. I would never have challenged you had I been in my right mind. Considering your magics, you're stronger than me and I wouldn't have won anyway.”

“Thank you, Kevin,” Sarah said. “I'm glad I was able to help you. While we were cleansing you, we saw your feelings for everyone else, and we saw just how dedicated you are to this house and your fellow alphas. You belong here.”

Charlie turned to look at Sarah, her eyes wide. It was odd that she looked surprised, Dean thought. She had to know that Sarah could read people when their magics were entwined. Why would she be surprised? The look on Charlie's face was gone so fast Dean wondered if he had ever really seen it.

Kevin blushed. “Thank you, ma'am.”

“I meant it when I said you were still a puppy,” Sarah said, her tone of voice kind to soften the blow of her words. “But you've got way too much potential and groundwork laid to even consider revoking your position here because of a lack of experience.”

Dean reached over and squeezed Kevin's left thigh. Kevin's eyes welled up a little with tears, but he didn't let them fall, blinking them away instead.

“Thank you,” he said with a smile.

“Sarah and I have seen immaturity,” Charlie said. “The last house we were in ran fairly well until the house alpha died in a hunting accident. The rest of the alphas couldn't handle it,” she said with a shake of her head.

“Some bad shit happened before the primes came in and shut the house down,” Sarah said.

“If you don't mind my askin',” Benny said, “were you okay?”

Sarah nodded. “We were the ones that called the primes in,” she said. “Nothing happened to either one of us, but we could see things were going downhill fast, and instead of taking care of the community, things started piling up, the other alphas either grieving or just doing whatever they wanted to do.”

“It was Jake who really kept everything running as well as it did,” Charlie said. “He was a great house alpha, and he worked well with Sarah,” she said as she glanced at Sarah, a small smile on her lips. “They kept the house going, but it was too much for Sarah to take care of when he died.”

“Sarah and Charlie did such a wonderful job,” Meg said, “that we're hoping their experience can help. Not that you guys are doing a terrible job, but they've seen what works and what doesn't inside a house, so we'd like you to use them, ask them questions, and let them help.”

“You can ask us anything,” Sarah said. “Neither of us mind, even if it's in the middle of the night and we're asleep.”

Charlie nodded. “Being a part of an alpha house is a dream the two of us have had since we were little. We want to help make this the best alpha house it can be.”

“After everything happened in our last house, the primes talked with us,” Sarah said. “They decided to let all the other alphas go, so we're the only ones out of the entire alpha house to be assigned to new houses.”

“Wow,” Dean said, his eyes wide.

“Yeah, wow,” Charlie said with a snort. “So, yeah, we can tell you a whole hell of a lot about what doesn't work.”

“Hey,” Dean drawled, keeping a serious look on his face, “does sticking to the rules inside the house work? Or was that one of those things you found out doesn't work so well?”

Charlie snorted so loudly she covered her face with both hands, her eyes wide, blushing so hard her neck was pink. “I'm sorry,” she said with a giggle.

Sarah smirked at Dean. “No, it didn't work out well to stick with the rules.”

“Hmm,” Dean said as he cut up his steak, “interesting.”

“Oh!” Charlie said, dropping her fork. “With everything happening before, I didn't get a chance to ask about my responsibilities in the house.”

Benny turned to Sam. “I wanna offer Charlie the chance to ask for whatever she'd like in the house, same as Sarah. They both helped a hell of a lot,” he said, then glanced around at the rest of his fellow alphas.

Sam nodded. “Agreed. Call it another show of gratitude or a housewarming gift, but yeah, I'd even be open to an honorary title,” he said with a shrug, and all the rest of them nodded.

“Awesome! Thank you!” Charlie said with a big smile.

Sarah nudged Charlie with her shoulder. “Go ahead and tell them, sweetheart,” she said softly.

Charlie blushed, but didn't seem to back down. It was obvious she had something in mind, but Dean could tell she didn't want to be demanding.

“You can say no if you want,” Charlie said, then looked at Kevin. “I mean it. No hard feelings,” she said with her hands up in surrender.

“Okay,” Kevin said with a nod, though he looked uncertain. “Lay it on us.”

“I'd love to be allowed the responsibility of preparing Dean,” she said, nearly bouncing on her chair.

Dean choked on a piece of steak, coughing a few times, then grabbing his water and taking a drink. As he resumed breathing normally, he blushed, realizing everyone was looking at him, most of them having a smirk on their face. Well, everyone but Kevin.

Charlie smiled, and Dean could see by the look on her face and the set of her shoulders she was attempting to appear non-threatening, and it didn't look like an act. She really appeared to want the responsibility, but she also seemed willing to respect whatever decision they made, following through on the promise of no hard feelings.

“I realize this is Kevin's responsibility,” Charlie said, “so I'm not going to hold you to your offer of gratitude. But I would like all of you to consider me for it. I know Kevin is going to have a lot on his plate at Stanford, and congratulations by the way,” she said with an adorable grin directed at Kevin. “I had the responsibility of preparing the carus at our last house, which I loved doing. But this really is a request, not a demand. It's up to all of you.”

Kevin opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Dean felt a little bad for him, the slightly shocked look on his face making him look even younger than he usually did.

“You can say how you feel, kid,” Meg said with a nod toward Kevin.

Kevin nodded, gathering himself. “Uhm, do you want me to say it here?” he asked, looking around at the rest of them.

“It would be best,” Meg said. “Keep communication open instead of privately discussing things. It's better in the long run.”

Kevin nodded again, nervously shifting in his seat. “At this point I don't think I have much of a choice in the matter,” he said, then held his hand up as Benny and Dean opened their mouths to speak at the same time, “but given everything that's happened here, your experience and obvious skills, and the fact that I'm going to have a lot on my plate soon, I'm totally fine with you taking it.”

“You sure?” Dean asked, worried that Kevin was trying to bow out, hoping to avoid the humiliation of having the job taken from him. “I was being completely honest when I said you don't have to earn back the trust. If you still want this, I promise you I won't behave the way I did before, and I also promise there won't be any hard feelings from my side.”

Kevin smiled at Dean, letting out a sigh. “I'm sure,” he said with a nod. “Charlie's a level seven empath, better suited for the responsibility, and she really seems to want it. Besides that, she's right about my responsibilities changing. I'm going to be spending more time at Stanford, if that offer is still on the table.”

Dean nodded. “You still got it if you want it.”

“And you're okay with me giving this to Charlie?” Kevin asked.

“No,” Dean said, pausing for effect as he frowned, shaking his head. “I don't want a pretty girl paying attention to me.”

Kevin barked out a laugh, looking better than he had in a while. “Yeah, I figured you'd be heartbroken.”

Dean chuckled. “Does everyone else agree?” he asked, looking around the table and smiling when everyone nodded. “The job is yours,” Dean said to Charlie.

“Yay!” Charlie said, doing a little wiggle in her seat.

“Oh,” Dean said, then winced. “So, ah, not to be pushy or anything, but the rules are kinda crampin' my style.”

Meg covered her mouth, and Dean could tell she was trying hard to keep quiet, her shoulders shaking with suppressed laughter.

Vic snorted, a fond look on his face. “It's up to all of you. You know now that the main reasons for those couple rules Dean's not too thrilled about are to make sure the carus isn't just a walking sex toy and to help everyone remember their ranks,” he said with a shrug. “Some call it archaic, others find it works. No one will have a problem with all of you deciding it's not right for this house.”

Benny turned to Sam. “I know you were all set on Dean writin' an essay, but I say we put it up for a vote.”

Sam nodded. “Sure. I guess I'll find something else to make him research,” he said with a shrug, and Dean worked very hard at not doing a little wiggle in his seat like Charlie had moments earlier.

“All in favor of burnin' the rule book,” Benny said, “raise your hand.”

Dean raised both hands, making everyone chuckle. The primes didn't vote, but everyone else at the table had one hand raised, including Sarah and Charlie.

“Rule book's burned,” Benny said with a grin directed at Dean.

“Yeah!” Dean yelled, fists in the air. “First thing I'm doin' is jerkin' off in the shower,” he said, then took a huge bite of his eggs.

“What about our rules?” Gabe asked, turning to Dean and pinning him with a look.

Dean couldn't tell if he was serious or not. “Aww,” he moaned with a mouthful of food. “C'mon!”

Gabe obviously couldn't hold it anymore and chuckled. “We've gotta come up with some really strict rules,” he said, elbowing Cas in the stomach.

Cas nodded. “Dean should have to wait for us to give him permission to come, even if we're not in the room,” he said.

Dean's eyes widened, then he saw a little tug at the corner of Cas' mouth. “You're a jerk,” he said, pointing his fork at Cas. “And I fell for it,” he said, shaking his head.

Cas smiled. “A much better rule would be that you need to come at least once a day.”

“Hell yeah!” Dean said. “That's more like it.”

“Oh,” Gabe said. “And speaking of rules, we need to talk about what we can and can't do with you and Charlie,” he said to Sarah.

“Okay, is now all right with you guys?” Sarah asked, and everyone nodded.

“We'd encourage it,” Meg said. “There have been some communication issues in the house, which Sarah and Charlie know about because we filled them in a lot of stuff, and so we're gonna sit in on this one. Please don't mind us.”

“Okay,” Sarah said with a nod, then looked at the rest of them. “I'm pretty much open to anything, but Charlie isn't fully bisexual. She likes almost everything except having a dick inside her pussy.”

Dean tried not to moan in disappointment. Bisexuality was the most common of sexual orientations, but others weren't extremely rare. Dean had been with a few guys over the years that had been gay instead of bisexual. For obvious reasons, Dean had never had sex with a lesbian, but he'd had a threesome with a bisexual woman and her lesbian lover. It had been fun times for all, so Dean knew it wouldn't be limiting to them or make things difficult, and if it was what Charlie wanted, she could damn well have what she wanted.

Gabe shifted forward in his seat. “What about oral and anal?” he asked.

“I'm okay with both,” Charlie said. “I'm really sensitive to stimulation, so I can get off on being fucked in the ass.”

“Dean recently learned how to do that,” Sam said with a grin.

“It's not an issue of not liking guys at all,” Charlie said. “I just don't like the feeling of a dick in my pussy, and when it came to choosing a mate, I wasn't interested in a male, but it's not going to stop me from having fun with you guys.”

“Awesome,” Dean said with a grin.

Vic pushed his plate away from him, having finished his food. “Is there anything you'd like to keep for yourself between the two of you as mates?” he asked.

“No,” Sarah said. “The only thing Charlie and I want to save for ourselves is the right to call each other mate.”

“Mary and John told us that you're courting,” Charlie said, looking at Dean, Cas, and Gabe.

Cas nodded. “We've recently started courting.”

“Do you have any rules for us?” Sarah asked.

“Not yet,” Cas said, shaking his head.

Sarah winced. “Please don't take this the wrong way, but after some bad experiences in the last house, I'd like to urge the three of you to figure it out sooner rather than later. I understand if you're having a hard time deciding. Charlie and I have known we'd be mates since we were four years old, and it wasn't until we were in an alpha house that we realized just what we wanted. Now we're an open book to you. Ask us anything, no matter how personal. It can be overwhelming to decide what you want, so if you do take some time thinking it over, keep us all in the loop, and we'll respect any decisions you make.”

Charlie nodded. “Sarah, Jake, and I were the most communicative ones in the house. Abaddon never wanted to talk, and she ended up overstepping her boundaries when it came to Jake and his mate Tessa. Trust us when we say communication is key.”

Sarah snorted. “Granted, Abbie was not the most caring woman in the world. But if she would've been in on discussions or even asked about their wishes, she would've known that Jake and Tessa didn't want anyone else to fuck her pussy.”

“Abbie was wearing a strap-on,” Charlie said. “While we were all having some fun, she pushed the strap-on into Tessa, Tessa freaked, Abbie got pissed, and after some screaming, Abbie decided to leave for a few days, responsibilities be damned.”

“It all depends on the house members,” Sarah said. “If more members of our last house had been mature and open with each other, we all would've been able to learn our limits and desires as we experimented, but everyone was too inexperienced, too self-absorbed, and too ready to fight.”

“Well, besides the four of us,” Charlie said. “But if you're doing your job right, it only takes one person who's not doing their job to fuck things up.”

Sarah nodded. “If you guys think you can jump in, let things happen, and let us all know when you figure out what you want just between the three of you as mates without kicking our asses in the meantime, then that's great, but you guys need to be sure you can do it without getting pissed.”

“We are talking about it,” Gabe said with a nod.

“Cas is having a bit of a hard time with sharing,” Dean said, “but so far he's kept his reactions down to growling.”

Cas shifted in his seat. “I won't harm you,” he said sincerely as he looked at Sarah and Charlie. “I have the ability to control myself. I already feel as if they're both mine,” he said, glancing at Dean and Gabe. “I won't be aggressive toward anything done with them consensually until we've established limits.”

Dean and Gabe nodded. “Yeah,” Dean said, “I feel the same way. It would be unreasonable to expect anyone to know before us what we do and don't want.”

“That's wonderful,” Sarah said with a smile, bumping her shoulder into Charlie. “I had a feeling the members of this house would be easier to work with, and I can already see it.”

Charlie nodded. “The atmosphere is even different here. It's refreshing,” she said with a big smile.

“Hey, uhm,” Kevin said awkwardly, then flushed a little when everyone looked at him. “If you don't mind my asking, what happened to Tessa?”

Charlie huffed, looking sad. “Jake's death hit her hard. She went into a pretty deep depression, didn't wanna come out of her room, and eventually she went to live with her sister. We haven't heard from her since.”

“I was thinking of calling her again,” Sarah said, turning to Charlie.

“I haven't tried her cell phone for about two weeks,” Charlie said with a wince.

“Okay, I'll call her later,” Sarah said, then turned to look at everyone else. “If it would be all right with you, when I finally get a hold of her, I'd like to invite her to stay here for a couple days, see if we can cheer her up a bit.”

“She's a good person,” Charlie blurted. “You don't have to worry about us inviting somebody weird in,” she said with a grin.

Benny chuckled. “I'll go by your say-so. You're welcome to invite her,” he said, looking around at the others as they all nodded.

Meg sighed. “I've had no luck getting a hold of her either,” Meg said. “I hope she'll warm up to you or Charlie.”

“We're not giving up on her,” Sarah said. “Her number hasn't been disconnected. Maybe after she has some time to herself, time to grieve, she'll realize we're still trying to reach her and answer the phone.”

Dean heard the front door open, then Mary said loudly, “Meg?”

“In the dining room,” Meg yelled.

Mary walked into the dining room, looking everyone over quickly but critically, the way she'd always done, making sure everyone was okay. “Are we ready to pack it up yet, gang?”

Meg nodded. “I think they've got things under control here, and I think we've pounded it into their heads that they can contact us if they want or need anything, right boys?”

“Yes, ma'am,” they all sing-songed, almost as if they'd practiced it, making Meg smile.

“Good boys,” she said.

Kevin raised his hand as if he was in a classroom, and Dean tried to hide his smile at the gesture. “Hey, I thought you were each going to talk with us. You know, the one-on-one thing?” Kevin said, a confused expression on his face.

Mary nodded. “Yes, we did say that, but the rest of us talked last night after you all went to bed. We decided we've done plenty of talking, including when we broke into smaller groups. We've been so pleased with what we've seen, with how all of you are so willing to listen and try your best that we feel we've said about everything you needed to hear.”

Dean smiled as he turned to look at the rest of his fellow alphas. They were all smiling as well, the excitement almost palpable. It was good to know they'd handled themselves well.

“We'll still be coming back to check on things and see everyone,” Mary said, walking up to Sam's chair and resting a hand on the back of his neck in a gentle gesture. “We love all of you so much. There are still going to be problems, but please remember that, and remember we're here for you.”

“Definitely,” Meg said with a nod.

“Thank you,” Benny said as he stood up, and the rest of the younger alphas said their thanks as everyone shared hugs.

“All right, kids,” Mary said, “we're heading out. Get rest,” she said as she pointed at Kevin, “and all of you keep up the good work!”

All the younger alphas either nodded or said, “Yes, ma'am.”

“And I need hugs from my kids before I go,” Mary said, reaching out for Dean.

Dean gave his mom a hug, pushing his face into her hair, scenting her. He almost didn't want to let go, but Sam wanted his turn.

“I love you, mom,” Dean said as he let go of her.

“Love you, baby,” she said.

John walked in just then and attacked Dean with a bear hug, kissing Dean's neck and slapping his back. Dean chuckled, hugging his dad tight.

“Love you, kid,” John said.

“Love you, dad,” Dean replied.

Twenty minutes later, the primes were gone and everyone left was standing in the living room. Dean felt a little dazed, like he didn't know what to do after the whirlwind that was the primes was gone.

“You need another nap,” Nick said, grabbing Kevin by the arm and pulling him toward the stairs.

“Uhm, okay,” Kevin said, then chuckled as Nick winked at him.

“Hey!” Gabe yelled after them. “He really does need rest, so you should do all the work, Nick,” he said with a grin.

“Yes, sir!” Nick said as they hit the top of the stairs.

“And be careful of the sore spot on his dick!” Gabe yelled.

“I've got him, Gabe,” Nick yelled back, and Dean could tell Nick was rolling his eyes even though he couldn't see him.

“Hey,” Dean said to Sarah, “you never got settled.”

“Oh!” Sarah said. “Yeah, I'd completely forgotten about that. Can you show us to our room?”

“Ah, well,” Dean said, looking to Gabe and Cas, a sheepish grin on his lips. “I think we need to clear a few things out of the room for you. We need to move all my stuff and all Cas' stuff into Gabe's room.”

Cas' eyes widened, then a small smile tugged at the corners of his lips. Gabe's jaw dropped as he realized what Dean was saying.

“Really?” Gabe asked, a huge grin on his face.

Dean nodded. “Yeah, we can't make the girls sleep on the living room floor, can we?” he asked.

“No!” Cas said loudly. “The... oh! M-mine! My room! Let's clean my room out for them!” he blurted excitedly, then nearly sprinted up the stairs.

Dean turned to Gabe with a grin on his face. “I think he likes that idea,” he said, getting a huge kick out of a flustered Cas and the excitement on Gabe's face.

“Oh,” Charlie said, sounding surprised. Her eyes widened as she looked back and forth between them. “If things aren't ready, we can sleep in the living room tonight,” she said, trying to smooth things over.

“What my brother is doing,” Sam drawled, “is awkwardly moving in with his future mates. If you let him use chivalry as an excuse, he can continue living in his bubble.”

Sarah chuckled as Dean punched Sam in the arm. “I'll show you bubble,” Dean grumbled.

“What does that even mean?” Sam asked.

Dean turned to Sam with a frown. “If you don't know what it means, I shouldn't have to explain it to you,” he said, trying to keep a straight face.

Sam rolled his eyes. “Okay. Whatever.”

“Well, congratulations,” Charlie said, and Sarah nodded with a smile. “Happy awkward move-in day,” she said, clapping excitedly.

“Thank you,” Gabe said, not even trying to hide a smile as he grabbed Dean by the arm and pulled him toward the stairs. “I'll take bubble boy upstairs and we'll let you know when your new room is ready.”

“I'll take your bags!” Sam blurted, and without even looking at him, Dean knew Sam was blushing and being a huge dork over Sarah.

Dean smiled. He'd known she was his type.

***

“I'm so tired,” Dean moaned, flopping onto the bed. It hadn't taken very long to change the rooms around, but they'd had a long day.

Cas came out of the en-suite bathroom in just his boxers. Gabe tossed his jeans over the chair in the corner of the room, then climbed into bed completely naked.

“Aww,” Gabe whined, “but it's our awkward move-in day! Don't we get to have celebratory sex?”

“Dean has just been given the privilege of touching his own cock again,” Cas said, standing at the end of the bed. “I'd like him to demonstrate.”

“Uhm, huh?” Dean said.

“I'd like a show,” Cas said.

“Oh, hell yeah!” Gabe growled, scooting back until he was able to use the headboard as a back rest, then he palmed his cock.

Dean blushed. He'd done a lot of things over the years, but no one had ever convinced him to perform for them. He liked focusing on his partner, not himself.

Cas dropped his boxers on the floor, then climbed onto the end of the bed, crossing his legs as he sat down, facing Dean so he could see everything.

“Take your sleep pants off,” Cas ordered. And it was quite clearly an order. “Toss them on the floor.”

Dean's cock twitched hard. He loved direct orders when it came to sex. He'd never told anyone, but he had a feeling Cas and Gabe would discover it soon enough. He wriggled out of his sleep pants, then kicked them onto the floor.

“Good boy,” Cas rumbled, making Dean shiver with anticipation. Did he already know how much Dean loved following orders? “Now spread your legs,” he said, looking down at Dean's dick.

Dean did as he was told, spreading his legs wide. His cock was already half hard. He didn't touch it, not yet. Cas would tell him when. If he could focus on Cas' instructions, he could do this. It was for Cas and Gabe.

“Wider,” Cas said, and Dean groaned. “Lean against the headboard and run the tip of your right index finger across your cock.”

Dean couldn't believe how much it was turning him on. Cas was in complete control of the situation. Dean glanced over at Gabe, who was watching the two of them as if he wasn't sure which one to keep his eyes on. Dean gasped, obeying the instructions, his own teasing touch exciting, but not nearly as exciting as the dark look in Cas' eyes, the way he licked his lips as he watched.

“Cup your balls with your left hand,” Cas said, his voice getting even deeper with arousal. “Good, now slowly stroke your cock with your right hand.”

Dean did as he was told, hoping he wouldn't get too excited and come just within a minute of starting the game. Cas wrapped his right hand around his own cock, stroking lazily. Dean matched Cas' rhythm, and Cas smiled at him, nodding in approval, which sent a thrill through Dean, making his cock twitch again.

“Fuck,” Gabe whispered, then started to stroke his own cock, matching their rhythm.

Cas didn't seem to care about his own cock. Instead it was if he was only touching himself to show Dean how fast he wanted him to go. Cas' focus was almost entirely on Dean, with a few glances at Gabe.

“Touch your hole with your left hand,” Cas said.

Dean nearly chuckled as Gabe leaned forward so he could see the order being followed. Dean made a show of it, his middle finger sliding down, gently rubbing over his hole as he stroked his cock. He shivered, his breath catching as he watched his mates' reactions.

Gabe was biting his lip, his eyes darting between Dean's face and what he was doing with his hole. Cas ran his tongue over his bottom lip, and Dean liked to think it was because he wanted to lick Dean's cock. The thought made him feel like thrusting, but he kept still. Cas hadn't told him to do that yet.

“Squeeze your cock,” Cas said, nodding at him. “I want you to gather the precome and suck it from the fingers of your right hand.”

Gabe hissed, and Dean saw him squeeze the base of his own cock. Dean tried not to grin. If Gabe had been that close to coming already, he didn't feel quite as bad about being so turned on himself.

Dean slowly slid his fingers over the tip of his cock, getting his fingers wet with precome, then opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, licking at his fingers as he pushed them into his mouth, then sucked on them loudly. He considered it a success when Cas' breathing hitched.

He was so enthralled with Cas and Gabe, Dean had forgotten it was the first time he was able to freely touch himself for fun, and when he did remember, he couldn't have cared less. His mates were watching him, getting off on what he was doing. It was perfect, and he couldn't ask for more.

“Stroke your cock again,” Cas said, and Dean pulled his fingers out of his mouth with an obscenely wet noise, grinning when Gabe moaned.

“Yes, sir,” Dean whispered, getting a huge kick out of the orders as he reached down and stroked, matching the pace to Cas', which was faster now.

Cas turned to Gabe. “Push your fingers into his mouth,” he ordered.

Gabe didn't waste any time, didn't hesitate. He offered his fingers to Dean, who sucked on them, flicking at the skin with his tongue as Gabe shivered.

“Get him wet enough that Gabe can open himself for me,” Cas said.

“Oh fuck,” Gabe breathed, his voice shaky.

Dean pushed his tongue between Gabe's fingers, getting him as wet as possible, then opened his mouth, pulling away and leaving a trail of spit from Gabe's fingers to Dean's bottom lip. Gabe's mouth opened as if he was going to say something, but instead he just gaped at him for a moment.

“Get on your knees and use Dean's spit to open yourself,” Cas said. “Give Dean a show.”

Dean groaned as Gabe got to his knees, turning his back to Dean and reaching around himself, shoving his fingers in with a squelching sound. Gabe whimpered, quickly working his way up to three fingers, his hips thrusting and his back arching.

“If you want it to burn, stop now,” Cas said, and Dean grinned when Gabe pulled his fingers out.

Dean knew Gabe liked the burn and stretch of a cock pushing into him after minimal preparation. He was so turned on he was panting as he crawled to Cas.

“Get in front of me, then push yourself onto my cock,” Cas said.

Dean stopped stroking as Gabe kneeled in front of Cas, too interested in what was going on to remember he was supposed to be stroking himself. Cas wrapped his right arm around Gabe's stomach, and though Dean couldn't see what was going on between them, he assumed the gasp from Gabe meant Cas' cock had been pushed into him. Gabe winced, obviously feeling the burn, but he shuddered, a grin on his face that screamed arousal.

“Should I make him come on my cock, Dean?” Cas asked, slowly thrusting into Gabe.

Dean moaned. “Yeah! Fuck, yeah!” he said with a nod.

“Did I tell you to stop stroking your cock?” Cas asked, his tone of voice gruff and demanding.

Dean's eyes widened and he shook his head. “No, sir,” he said as he started stroking himself again.

Cas grabbed Gabe's chin with his left hand, yanking him back. “Watch him.”

“Mmm, yeah,” Gabe groaned, focusing on Dean again. “Fuck me, Cassy,” he drawled.

“Dude,” Dean said, rolling his eyes and chuckling. “You gotta stop with the Cassy thing.”

Gabe looked at Dean, a confused look on his face. “What?”

Cas leaned in close enough that Gabe could probably feel his breath on his neck. “Think of Dean's past lovers, then think about what you just said.”

Gabe looked even more confused, then his eyes widened as he got it. “Oh, fuck! I'm so sorry!” he said. “I didn't even think about Cassie Robinson!”

Dean chuckled. “I know. And I know you didn't mean anything by it. It's okay.”

“I've been saying it a lot,” Gabe said with a wince.

“I know,” Dean said with a nod. “And now that we're courting and sharing a bed, I think it's time you stopped.”

Gabe's smile transformed the look on his face from one of guilt and shock to one of excitement and overwhelming love. “Okay,” he said with a nod. “I can do that.”

Dean smiled. “You'll have to come up with another nickname that annoys Cas,” he said.

“Hmm, yeah,” Gabe said, stroking his own cock as he appeared to think it over.

“Don't touch your cock,” Cas growled into Gabe's shoulder, then he bit down on the skin.

“Ah!” Gabe yelped, reaching back and grabbing hold of Cas' sides. “Sorry. Sorry,” he said.

Cas licked Gabe's shoulder after he finished biting him. “I left a mark on Gabriel,” Cas said with an evil grin.

Dean groaned, closing his eyes as his head fell back against the headboard. “I, fuck, I'm gonna come if, oh,” he said, then hissed.

“Don't come,” Cas barked.

Dean flinched, having not expected it, though it was just the right thing to do because it pushed his orgasm back. “Thanks, Cas,” Dean said with a smirk.

“Get on your knees,” Cas said, nodding at Dean.

Dean did as he was told, keeping his knees spread as he kneeled on the bed, his cock hard and leaking. He nearly drooled as Cas took Gabe's cock in his left hand and started stroking it.

“Fuck your fist with your right hand,” Cas said, “and tug on your balls with your left hand.”

Gabe's eyes were on Dean again, dark with arousal as Dean started to fuck his own fist, his hips matching the rhythm Cas was using to fuck Gabe.

“Both of you can come whenever you want,” Cas said, “but if you come before Gabe does, I'll spank him.”

Dean and Gabe groaned at the same time. “Is that a challenge?” Dean asked.

Cas grinned. “You know Gabriel likes being spanked, so if he can hold off longer than you, he'll get a reward,” he said as he stroked Gabe faster, fucked him harder. “But you'd better hurry. I don't know how long he can hold out.”

“Dean,” Gabe whined. “Feels too good. And it's so fucking hot watching you,” he said, shaking his head.

“You want me to come?” Dean asked innocently.

Gabe nodded, hissing as Cas licked and nibbled at his neck. “Yeah, come. Come for me-oh!” he gasped, biting his lip, a frown on his face as he worked at holding his composure.

Dean was close, but he wanted to make Gabe whine more. “You should ask nicely,” he said, going for cocky and full of confidence, but he probably missed the mark. He was too far gone.

“Please!” Gabe whined, long and loud. “Please come! Please! I w-wanna, yeah, fuck. Come for me! Come for us!” he begged with his teeth clenched.

Dean moaned, jerking himself faster and tugging on his balls, just enough to add a little pain to the mix. He fucked his fist, watching his mates performing for him, almost completely lost in arousal. He growled, losing his rhythm as he came, shooting all over the covers and not giving a damn that they'd need to be washed.

The second Dean started coming, Cas raised his right hand, his left still jerking Gabe, and brought his hand down, smacking Gabe's right ass cheek hard enough that Gabe yelped and flinched. Gabe whimpered, his thighs shaking as he held his position. He gasped, then started coming, Cas' hand smacking his ass over and over again, hard and loud, until Gabe couldn't hold himself up anymore and sagged back against Cas.

Gabe's stomach continued convulsing even after he'd come, making him shiver and spasm. Cas lowered him to the bed, then jerked off, coming all over Gabe's stomach as Gabe blinked up at him.

“Lick it up,” Cas growled as he squeezed every last drop out of his cock.

Dean didn't hesitate, knowing it was an order for him. He crawled over and mouthed at Gabe's stomach, licking and sucking until he'd cleaned everything up.

“Good boys,” Cas said as he crawled off the bed and headed for the en-suite bathroom. He came back out with a washcloth, then wiped Dean and Gabe clean. “Now get under the blanket. Gabe likes to cuddle after coming.”

Dean huffed out a laugh as he pulled the covers down and crawled in. He lifted the blanket for Gabe, who barely managed to move himself. Once they were all underneath the blanket, Gabe in the middle, they wrapped themselves around each other, their breathing calming down as they enjoyed the afterglow.

“I've thought about what I'd like to save as only ours in the relationship,” Cas said. “I'm content with calling you both my mates, the loves of my life. No one else can ever have that privilege, and I believe once we've all claimed each other, I won't have a problem with being possessive when others touch you. If one or both of you decide you want something else saved for just us, I'm completely open to anything you want, I'll respect your feelings on the matter, but I wanted you both to know how I felt.”

Dean wished he wasn't so tired. The fact that Cas was already thinking of a claiming ceremony thrilled him, and he reached across Gabe to stroke Cas' side.

“I'd like to think about it more,” Gabe said, “but I'm leaning toward the same thing. I'd been thinking about it, and then when Sarah and Charlie said that's all they kept for themselves, it was proof it could be done.”

“I wanna think about it too,” Dean said. “I think that's all I'd need, but I'd hate to agree to that and then get pissed when someone did something to one of you guys that I wanted for myself.”

“What would you want for just us?” Gabe asked, sounding curious instead of challenging.

“I don't know,” Dean said, shaking his head against Gabe's right shoulder. “I keep trying to think of something, but Missouri and Anna's restriction didn't sound like something I wanted, and when Sarah talked about Jake and Tessa keeping her pussy for just Jake, it sounded kind of annoying.”

Gabe snorted. “I was thinking the same thing. I like kissing, I like fucking, and I get a kick out of seeing you guys kiss and fuck other people.”

“I feel the same way,” Cas said.

“I know you both like seeing me fuck and get fucked,” Dean said, “but if you wanted me to, I could save my cock for your asses.”

“Mmm,” Gabe moaned, “But I love watching you fuck other people too much.”

“Same here,” Cas said, then yawned.

“Okay,” Dean said. “That's awesome, because I really wanna fuck Sarah at least once, and Charlie. Yeah. I wanna fuck her in the ass. I wanna see if she blushes or if she's one of those chicks that goes wild when she has sex.”

“Oh, fuck,” Gabe growled. “You're gonna break my dick. It's tired and you made it twitch.”

Dean chuckled. “I'll kiss it and make it better,” he said.

Gabe snorted. “That's generous of you.”

“I think we should have a time limit,” Cas said. “If neither of you come up with something to save for the three of us in the next two days, for the sake of safety I think we should tell everyone there are no limitations.”

Dean nodded, pushing his face into Gabe's neck. “I'll agree to that.”

“Me too,” Gabe said.

“And I'll agree to sleep now,” Dean said.

Gabe answered with a snore.

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