#FFantasy Kingdom AU

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Suspicious Nature Part 13

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WARNING: I’m very tired of writing warning but there are problem mentions of violence rape and trauma... and stuff... Also lots of smut as usual... some fluff.

Dean smirked and moved under the bed to pull out the box of toys. “You can try.”

The small subtle hint of concern as Dean moved away disappeared at the Alpha’s words, earning confident smile. “I love a good challenge.” Cas hummed softly already eyeing the small box as Dean produced it. 

Dean moved to sit in a soft armchair in the corner. “Why don’t you tell me what you like Cas? Do you like it rough? Soft? Playful?” He asked.

Cas pulled the box closer but didn’t choose anything from it just yet. He spread his legs a bit more, allowing his weight to settle on his knees and toes. He could feel the dampness of his thighs from where his slick had slid down and mixed with Dean’s saliva, left when the Alpha marked him. He ran his hand along his length once more. “All of it.” Cas admitted softly. “I like it when you try and take control… challenge me…” He hummed, lifting his hips to rub against his palm. “I like that you take care of me… toy with me... “ He dropped his other hand behind him, pressing a finger against his hole with a heady moan. 

Dean hummed, his trousers grew tight incredibly quickly but he didn’t move to change his position. “Would you like me to take control now?” He asked, keeping his palms flat against the armrests.

“Would /you/ like to, my Alpha?” Cas asked curiously as the hand that ran down his length dipped lower to coat in his slick before trailing back up. “Want to take me hard and fast, until I’m crying out in pleasure… unable to even speak or form a coherent thought?” He asked before his tongue darked out to taste himself. “What to swell inside me… Tight and hot… knott me. Claim me for youself?” 

“You know the answer to that Cas.” Dean hummed, hoping that Cas couldn’t see his eyes dilating. “Do you? Do you want my big, thick knot stretching you wide? Do you want me to punish your prostate until you’re coming and coming and covering us both in your own semen.” Dean asked. “Do you not want to hear the sound of my skin slap slap slapping against your wet, slick covered hole, begging for me to go faster? Do you want to taste my lips and my tongue as I kiss you passionately, pushing you into the pillow. Into the mattress? Just tell me you want that and it can all be yours. Yours all day and all night, your Alpha claiming you Omega. Two would be knotted together over and over again until we’re both exhausted.”

The moaned that escaped the Omega was unashamed and raw as he rocked back onto his fingers. “Stretching…” Cas repeated with a nod. “Claiming… Knotting... “ He gasped softly, not even bothering to try and hide the shiver of pleasure at the sound of the words. He paused just long enough to pull a large cock shaped toy from box and rubbed it down his chest and between his cheeks coating it with his slick without pressing it inside. “And what… happens if I refuse, Alpha?” He managed breathlessly. “Refuse the feel of you massive cock inside me… pounding into me… pushing me to climax over and over, filling me with cum… making me gush with both my slick and semen? Would you still fuck me? Cause me to beg for the only thing I’ve wanted from you beside’s your respect?”

“Then I won’t touch you.” Dean said, sounding more certain than he felt. “I’ll let you try and go through the rest of your heat without a proper thick, knotting cock. One that won’t fill you full of their seed and keep you warm at night. I wouldn’t touch you. Not so much as a handshake or a kiss to the forehead, until you beg for a proper cock. The only cock that can make you properly climax and orgasm. An orgasm that feels like it’s hours long. Don’t you want that?” He asked.

A wave of affection washed through his scent at the words. He actually believed Dean… actually trusted him; a notion his was aware of but still taken by surprise by it. He rocked back on the ake cock with a shuddering breath. He moved off the bed slowly, careful not to let the cock slip out of him as he practically crawled towards the Alpha. “No touching.” He warned before his own hands ran up the other man’s inner thighs. 

Dean hummed and nodded as he dug his nails into the armrests. “No touching. I promised.” He agreed as he spread his legs as wide as he could, one leg going over Cas’ good shoulder. “What are you going to do to me, Omega? You can’t have my cock.”

The words earned a small teasing smirk from the Omega though he didn’t respond. His hands slid further up the Alpha’s thighs until he was hooking his fingers around his waist band and tugging his trousers down, his gaze still glued to Dean’s. When the fabric was pool at his ankles however Cas leaned forward, pressing a check against the man’s thigh and rubbing against it with an affectionate hum, turning his face towards the exposed skin to gently press a line of soft kisses along the sensitive expanse.  

Dean hummed, closing his eyes and rolling his head back. “You’re a good Omega. You take care of my so well.” He hummed, wheezing his thighs gently around Cas’ head.

Cas rocked back on the toy once more, reaching behind him to coat his fingers again before shifting to press a finger against Dean’s entrance. “Do you like when I take care of you Alpha?” He purred softly, having trouble reeling back his need again. “Like how I please you?”

“Oh course I do.” Dean moaned. “You’re an amazing Omega. The best anyone could ask for.” He rolled his hips, trying to take Cas’ finger into him. “I want you, forever. Just the two of us.”

Cas circled the sensitive area teasingly, even as Dean tried to draw him in, obviously wanting to toy with the Alpha a bit. His free hand when to wrap around the man’s large thigh, drawing it closer so that he could suck a mark into the pale skin, just as Dean had only moments ago; claiming him. When he pulled away he moved a bit further down and marked him again. “Now no one will want you…” He purred, running his tongue over the spot before finally pressing a digit into his hold, practically repeating the words the Alpha had used on him. “ They will see my mark and know you belong to me.” He pointed out sinking his teeth into the soft flesh just enough to bruise. “Mine.” He growled possessively. 

Dean moaned, his head rolling back and his eyes closing tight. “Don’t use my words against me.” He tried to say in a menacing way, but it came out a quiet groan.

“Or what Apha?” Cas managed in a soft moan rocking back onto the toy once more, the sound of Dean’s pleasure increasing his owns, causing his words to become a bit more breathless. “You’ll punish me? Make me cry your name?” He teased, beginning to fuck him slowly on his finger before adding a second to stretch him a bit, training his tongue further down Dean’s thigh until his breath was brushing against the other man’s harden shaft with ever exhale. 

“No, I’ll leave you only, make you go crazy through your heat. Until you’ve soaked the bed and fucked everything in the room. You’ll be stuck in the same wave of your heat for days, whimpering and begging until I choose to give you what you want.”

A small whimpering whine escaped the omega as he peered up at the King almost pleadingly. “But Alpha… thats so cruel…” He offered, obviously playing it up a bit. He didn’t hesitate however, to lean forward to leave another mark on Dean’s hip, this one far less gentle than the once before. His slicked fingers curled, searching for the Alpha’s prostate while the other hand lifted to curl around Dean’s cock, sliding down it slowly and massaging its base gently. 

Dean moaned and squeezed his muscles around Cas’ fingers, as he hit Dean’s prostate. “Omega...” he moaned, squeezing his thighs around Cas’ head.

“Alpha…” Cas groaned in return pressing rubbing against the spot once more, wanting to here the other man’ lose himself as he always seemed to make him. He shifted to take as much of Dean’s cock into his mouth as he could, already rolling his hips to press the toy deeper inside him. He wouldn’t allow the Alpha to come, however… no… he would win this battle… Make him ask for what he wanted. Cas was of course needy enough not to force the Alpha to beg, but a please would definitely satisfy his stubbornness. 

Dean moaned loudly, “Cas... fuck. Fuck Omega.” He groaned, rolling his hips and going limp in the chair.

The roll of his hips allowed Cas to press deeper inside him as he felt Dean’s cock hit the back of his throat, leaving him moaning at the the taste of him on his lips. He pressed against his prostate a a bit more forcefully this time, needing him a mess before pulling back, cheeks hollowing as he removed his mouth from his cock. “I want to hear you Alpha…” He moaned softly, fucking himself on his toy slowly. “Want to hear what I do to you.”

Dean moaned loudly. “You make me feel so good. Fuck baby, I- I’m so close.” He moaned, rocking his hips to hit his cock into Cas again. “Omega!” He cried.

Cas pulled away from him quickly, removing his fingers, and wrapping them around the base of The Alpha’s cock tightly, to keep him from coming; forcing his climax back mercilessly; even as heat curled in his own stomach at the sight and scent of the Alpha’s pleasure as he edged him.  “No…” Cas stated simply. “You haven’t asked, Alpha…” He purred softly, rubbing his cheek against his leg once more. .

“Cas. No. No.” Dean begged, trying to squirming away from Cas’ hand wrapped around his cock. “Cas stop.” He begged, no longer enjoying their game.

Cas froze, suddenly unsure of himself with the sudden change in Dean’s tone. He knew what it felt like to be denied a climax but hadn’t expected the Alpha to react so strongly. He jerked his hands away suddenly, his scent suddenly doubling in intensity; souring with fear, concern, saddness and sudden self loathing as if he had just been slapped. He didn’t move, didn’t breath as he waited for the other man’s reaction, tears already blurring his gaze. 

Dean grabbed for Cas’ biceps, dragging him up onto his lap. He held the Omega close, burrowing his face into Cas’ neck breathing in his scent deeply trying to calm himself. After a while he spoke, his voice barely above a whisper. “I’m still so new at this side of it. Just... slow.” He whispered.

Cas tensed instantly as the Alpha reached for him, flinched at the contact Dean had assured him wouldn’t come unless Cas requested it. A whimper escaped him as he was dragged forward into the other man’s lap. His heart pounded painfully against his chest, threatening to break his ribs. Cas didn’t fight back despite his desperate fear as Dean’s arms wrapped around him pinning him there, fearing he may make it worse. He didn’t reply to the words, as he began to shake slightly, tears starting to fall. “Alpha…” He finally managed in a small voice. “Please let go….” He asked politely feeling the bruises already forming where Dean had grabbed him a bit too hard without realizing it. 

Dean leaned back and released the Omega. “Cas... I... are you okay?” He asked, as he slowly reached out to cup Cas’ cheek. His orgasm quickly ebbing away as he looked into Cas’ tearful eyes.

Cas didn’t relax in the least as Dean released him. He did however, flinch once more as Dean moved to cup his cheek, pulling away slightly before freezing and allowing the touch; his gaze glazing a bit. He wrapped his arms around himself obviously cutting himself off both mentally and physically. “I’m sorry…. I’m sorry…” He mumbled softly. 

“Cas,” Dean cooed, removing his hand. “You can climb off me, are you okay? Did I hurt you?” Dean asked. He still needed a cuddle but didn’t want to upset Cas whilst doing so.

Cas didn’t move off the other man immediately  though he obviously tried to cover himself with his arms as he tried to make himself look a bit smaller, the shaking increasing as he tried to reign back the tears. He gave a sniffle before sliding back to floor slowly… cautiously. He could still feel his heat full force but the intense fear and grief was obviously overpowering it a bit. “I’m sorry.” He repeated softly. 

Dean shook his head. “It’s okay. It’s okay, you had way of knowing I would react like that. I didn’t know. There’s nothing to be sorry for, we’re both learning each other and ourselves.” He said softly, his scent changing to desperation and need. “I’m sorry I touch you and grabbed you. I didn’t think.” He pulled up his trousers and sat on the floor beside Cas. “I’m so sorry.”

 Cas leaned away from the Alpha when he drew closer, his fear spiking. "Dont..." Cas whimpered before he could catch himself. Embarrassment and anger mixed in his scent, churning his stomach as it joined the other conflicting emotions. He was an adult, a soldier, royal aide, ex knight commander.... he shouldnt be acting like a child.

 Dean nodded and stood. “I won’t hurt you Cas. I’m going to go into my office. Why don’t you relax in here for a while? Get comfy and have some water, maybe read a book.” He suggested as he stood and put on his shirt, trying to add layers between him and Cas. “Call me when you feel comfortable.” He said softly.

 Cas didnt reply, just sat there, waiting until the Alpha was gone. The moment he was alone he broke, burying his face in his hands and sobbed allowing himself to cry in full force.

 Dean closed the door and lent against it. He sunk slowly dow until he was on the floor, hugging his knees tightly. He needed to learn, he needed to wait even if it killed him.

 Cas curled up and allowed himself to be swallowed by his own despair, eventually crawling back onto the bed and wrapping himself in the blankets. His skin was growing more feverish now that his Alpha was away but too afraid and needy to call out to him.

 A short while later, there was a knock at the bedroom door, and Gabriel stepped in a few moments later, carrying their dinner. He wriggled his nose at the smell of Cas’ heat, before he saw the bundle of Cas shaped blankets on the bed. He quickly placed the food on a table before kneeling next to the bed. “Cassie, it’s me, Gabriel. Can we talk?” He asked softly.

 Cas didnt move as heard the knock on the door, outside of curling a little closer into himself. The scent of another Omega in /his/ Alpha's space made him want to give a threatening growl, barely refraining from it. "No." He managed in a gruff needy voice. "Go away."

 “Cas,” Gabriel started, “it’s okay me, your brother. What do you need? I can get it for you.”

 "Get out, Gabriel." Cas growled softly, burying his face further into the mattress, not that the Omega could see him.

 Gabriel sighed and moved into the office. “Cas needs you and you’ve leaving him in heat.” He stated. 

Dean hummed, having moved to his chair but doing no work. “I don’t think he wants me anymore.”

 Gabriel shot the Monarch a glare and shook his head. "What, you two got in an argument or something?" Gabriel scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "You really think he would still be in there if he didnt want you any longer?"

 Dean shrugged. “I violated his trust. I hurt him.” He motioned to the dagger on the table. “You’ve always threatened it.” He hummed, hating himself over what he did to Cas, having seen the bruises forming on his biceps before he left the room.

 The sudden fury that flashed across Gabriel's features and into his scent briefly before he obviously took a few calming breaths. It took him a moment but by the time he spoke again his voice was even. "What did you do? How bad is it?"

 “I... we were... playing, Cas was being dominant. He did something I didn’t like and afterwards I grabbed his arms and pulled him up. I... I bruised his arms with my fingers.” Dean sighed. “Who would want me after that?”

 Gabriel pinched the bring of his nose in exasperation before giving a heavy sigh. "Christ, the two of you are fucking hopeless." He grumbled before moving around the desk and turning to face him. "Stop feeling sorry for yourself. Your Omega is in heat. You march your sweet ass in there and talk to him. The doctor said his body cant handle a lot of strain right now and leaving him alone with his heat is exactly what we need to avoid. "Go in there and apologize. If he kicks you out then so be it. But judging from what you just asked me I'd say you're working on assumptions of what Cas wants and last I checked you're usually wrong on that account." He accused.

 “The last time I tried to touch him he flinched and started to cry.” Dean hummed before standing up in front of Gabriel, head and shoulders above the small Omega. He shook his head and headed into the bedroom, hoping Gabriel would follow. “Cas, baby, come on its only me. I’m sorry I hurt you, I’m sorry I grabbed you.” He said softly, releasing his scent filled with regret and sorrow.

 Gabriel hovered at the door when Dean entered watching the two. 

Cas was silent for a moment, still unmoving until Dean's scent washed over him and a small whine escaped him. He shifted a bit closer, pulling the blankets down just far enough to peer over them, eyes red and puffy from crying. "D-dean..." He breathed softly, voice cracking slightly.

 “I’m so sorry I hurt you Cas.” He said kneeling by the bed. I understand if you don’t want me near you anymore. I shouldn’t have forced you, I shouldn’t have touched touch you.” He said softly.

 Pain filled the Omegas scent as he started to panic once more. "No, no, no." Cas rushed pulling the blanket over his head once more. He fell silent for a moment as if he didnt plan on saying anything more. Though a small whimper sounded once more before he managed a small whisper, embarrassment over taking the scent. "I dont know what happened... I'm sorry... I dont know why I reacted like that... it was so pathetic..."

 Dean looked to Gabriel and raised an eyebrow as Cas covered his head. “It wasn’t pathetic, you placed your trust in me and I disregarded it. I hurt you. I promised not to touch you without asking, or you asking, but I did so anyway. I understand if you no longer want to share your heat with me.” He sighed softly, not making any attempt to touch Cas.

 Cas pulled the blankets down once more and shot the Alpha a confused look, brows furrowing. "What are you talking about?" He huffed. "You... you didnt do anything wrong... I should have..." He averted his gaze once more, looking ashamed. "I shouldnt have done what I did... i...  overstepped." He crawled a bit closer, his need washing through him once more. "Please Dean..." He groaned softly, which was Gabriel's cue to leave.

 “I hurt you Cas. I grabbed you and bruised you.” Dean said softly. “You didn’t do anything wrong. Neither of us knew what would have happened.” He said softly, climbing onto the bed, still fully clothed. “Shall I take care of you?” He asked softly.

 "No..." Cas whined shifting to his knees and leaning against the Alpha's chest. "I'm fine Alpha.... Let me make it up to you... please Alpha... I can make you feel better..." He begged softly.

 Dean shook his head. “All I want is a cuddle. Let’s finish off this wave and then we can cuddle a bit.” He said softly, guessing that they wouldn’t end up cuddling. “Let me make you feel better, you’re heat is so strong.”

 "D-Dean..." Cas whined, already starting to tear up again. "Please... I promise I wont mess up again... I can fo it right Alpha... I promise... Please." Cas begged clinging to him.

 Dean frowned. “I know you can, and you will but I don’t want to bottom.” He said softly, “all I need is a hug. It’s not that I don’t trust you. I do, I trust you Cas, but I’m not feeling like it. No games.” Dean explained softly. It was true he didn’t want to bottom, not because of what Cas did, he just wanted to make the Omega feel good.

 "No.... no... Alpha... no bottoming... I promise... I can make you feel better with nothing but my mouth I promise. I'm sorry Dean! I'm so sorry!" He sobbed desperately, the tears starting once more as he wrapped his arms around Dean's shoulders. "No games... I promise... I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" He buried his face in the Alpha's shoulder causing his shirt to dampen from his tears.

 Dean sighed, “no Cas. Stop. Later.” He ordered, his scent changing to match his tone. He ran his hand down the Omega’s body and pushed his fingers under Cas’ waistband. He took hold of the Omega’s cock, stroking the full length of it.

 The contact had Cas going rigid, not having had proper warning. He jerked slightly, just barely managing to keep from pulling away completely as his hand went to Dean's wrist to still it. "No... please..." He breathed softly, moving away from the touch slowly. He needed it... obviously he did but it was also apparent that there was a lot of conflicting emotions washing through him at the moment. "We can cuddle... I'm sorry." He reassured desperately.

“Cas, listen, you’re in heat. Let’s tigger through this wave and then we can cuddle.” Dean said softly, ignoring the part of his mind which was screaming to hold Cas close. “I love you Cas, let’s get you through this and then we can cuddle.”

It was obvious that Cas didn’t like the idea, his distress only increasing. He knew the Alpha was right, could feel the way his body was screaming at him but… “I don’t want to be touched.” He admitted in a shameful whisper, hiding his face as he pulled away. “I… don’t know how to take care of it without being touched… but it feels… it feels like every time I’m touch its grating off a layer of skin but I still want the the reason I’m in pain… I /need/ it..” He whispered with another soft whimper, as he adjusted his clothes back to cover himself. “I don’t know what to do.” He admitted still not meeting Dean’s gaze.

“Do you want to sit on me, I won’t touch you. We can take it at your pace and you can stop if the pain is too much.” Dean offered softly, knowing he would have to speak to Gabriel about this once Cas is asleep.

Cas hesitated. How could an Alpha like Dean treat him like this? How could he be so understanding? What happened to the brash, threatening man he had met only weeks prior? Had it really only been a few weeks? He glanced up at the man, his affection suddenly growing so much it was almost staggering. “You’d… do that?” He mumbled softly, not sure if he were willing to trust him. But… Dean had never hurt him intentionally… “You c-could handle that?” 

“You’d be in charge, but I’m still inside you.” Dean said softly. “The best of what we both want.” He rolled onto his back, slowly shedding his clothes. “Just come off when I say, we don’t want you to be knotted.”

 Cas hesitated a moment before nodding. He undressed slowly before moving to him, straddling his waist. It was obvious that the man was unsure as he ran his hands over Dean's chest a mix of affection and awe. "You're sure?" He asked one more time waiting for the nod Dean would no doubt give before sinking down on him in a slow stuttering motion.

 Dean nodded and moaned as he grabbed at the covers beneath him. “Cas, you’re so beautiful. I’m so lucky for you to trust me in helping you.” He breathed.

 Cas paused as the Alpha bottomed out inside him, giving himself a moment to catch his breath, hands still running along Dean's sides. He didnt respond to the sweet words, not really knowing what to say. Instead he lifted himself slowly, leaning forward to brace his weight on Dean's shoulders before sinking back down with a whining moan.

 Dean moaned, tightening his grip on the covers as to not buck up into Cas. He closed his eyes and rolled his head back in pleasure, as Cas sank down on him again, ripping a low moan from his lips. “Cas, baby.”

 The sound of Dean's breath moans and the strength of his scent had the Omega giving another whine as he reached between them to start stroking himself as his pace increased. "D-dean.... Alpha... "

 “Cas-” Dean moaned. “Fuck, Omega.” He twisted his hips inside Cas, aiming for his prostate. “Come for me. Cover me in your slick.” He begged, his voice deep and gravely.

 His breath hitched as he came down again, pressing Dean's cock against the bundle of nerves and gave a cry. He slammed against him again biting his bottom lips to keep from crying out. He was getting closer... so close. His hands went to Dean's, still fisting the sheets, pulling one to press against his chest, needing the contact, suddenly feeling alone... forgetting about his past... while the other was guided to his cock as he lifted his hips to press into the Alpha's palm.

 Dean wrapped his long fingers around Cas’ cock stroking it slowly. “Baby...” he moaned. “I’m so close... you... you need to pull away.” He begged, gently pushing on the Omega’s chest. “Kn- knot.” He moaned out.

 Cas paused unsure of what to do. "I-its okay Dean... i...  I want you to knot me... I-if that's what you want to... I... " He didnt push back again, just guided Dean's hand to stroke him faster. "Anything you want Dean... pups... marriage... I want to give you everything." He admitted softly, flushing at the truth behind the words, more convinced now than ever that it wasnt just his heat talking.

 Dean moaned, “I want you.” He groaned, his cock beginning to swell. “I love you.” He gripping Cas’ cock with a bit more certainty, stroking him faster and harder. “Knot me.” He moaned.

 The sudden pace increase had Cas gasping. He gave a few more thrusts before pressing down firmly, feeling the Alpha pop into place the stretch making his shudder and cry out as he came hard in Dean's hands.

 Dean cried out Cas’ name as he came into the Omega, his knot swelling inside him. He released Cas’ cock as his body went limp.

 Cas swayed slightly at the force of his own orgasm before collapsing against his Alpha's chest. He lay there quietly, trying to catch his breath while his mind began to clear, leaving him to process everything.

 “Are you sure?” Dean asked softly, after a short while. “Are you sure you want to have pups with me? Marry?” He asked, his hands resting on the bed beside him.

 The question earned a sigh from the Omega, but he answered in a soft voice, too tired to glance up at the Alpha. "If that is what you want then... yes." He replied. "I... dont like trusting people... but... despite my efforts I must admit that you are I share a... profound bond that I cant ignore." He mumbled. "And if you can still be with me after the way I just acted... How could I continue to say no to you, Dean?"

 “But you didn’t do anything wrong Cas.” Dean said softly. “You shouldn’t marry me as a... repayment, you should marry for love.” He explained softly. “Do you love me?” He asked gently, fearful of the reply.

 There was a long silence, as if Dean wasnt the only one afraid of the answer. Cas buried his face in the man's chest, obviously breathing in his comforting scent. "I..." He huffed before trying again. "Yes... I believe so." He mumbled against his skin, still not looking at him, smelling of fear and affection.

 Dean shook his head. “Cas, I don’t want to pressure you into this. If you don’t love me, that’s okay. We can just pretend. You don’t owe me anything.” He promised.

 "Dean." Cas snapped finally pushing himself up just enough to shoot the Alpha a glare. "Stop." He instructed. "I dont say things I dont mean unless we're sparing. You should know this by now." He grumbled.

 “I know, I just want to make sure. I care for you and I don’t want to pressure you.” Dean said softly. “I don’t want to hurt you again.”

 The words hurt, making the glare soften quickly and the Omega gave another sigh. "You're not going to hurt me Dean... I trust you." He reassured.

 Dean nodded. “Can I kiss you?” He asked softly, not daring to move his hands from their position on the bed. “How do you feel down there? You’re not stretched too far are you?”

The Omega softened even more at the words, giving another affectionate look. “Yes Dean.” He reassured. “And no… You feel perfect as always.” He replied, giving a small shake of his hips as if to emphasize his words. 

Dean groaned as he felt Cas move on him. “Fuck.” He moaned before leaning up and kissing Cas softly. “If you’d like to marry, would you want the title of King-Consort or Queen?” He asked softly.

Cas snorted at the response, leaning into return the kiss gently before his shoulders slumped. “Do we have to talk about this right now? Besides don’t you have to officially prepose first? I’m not agreeing to anything until I am properly wooed.” He clarified. “And Queen. If I’m going to have to put up with you then I want the power and respect that goes with.”

“Once your heat is over, I will call a meeting with the people, and on the balcony I will propose to you and announce a date for the holiday for our wedding.” He explained.

“Cas tensed. “You have a date in mind?” He asked, obviously a bit nervous. 

Dean shook his mind. “Usually it’s four or five months after the proposal. It depends on your heats and my ruts.” He explained. “That’s the laws of the land.” He explained.

“Thats not near enough time.” Cas huffed, suddenly anxious about the whole thing. “If I’m expected to grow accustomed to my role as Royal Aide… Plan a wedding /and/ learn the duties of a Queen.” He rushed obviously growing a bit panicked. “Surely we can push it all back. Wait for the preposal… until I get everything settled?”

Dean shook his head. “The latest we can push it back is five months from the proposal.” He said softly. “If we are to keep our love looking really to Azra’il, then I must propose. Plus, if this knot is... working, then we must marry before nine months. We also can’t show that we’re marrying for the nine month deadline. It wouldn’t look like we love each other.” Dean explained.

Cas sat up a bit, obviously no liking Dean’s timeframes. “I don’t see how pregnancy matters in the scheme of things. If I do become pregnant that is no reason to rush the wedding. I would still have to have the pups vows or no vows.” Cas pointed out. “And it can still be real without rushing into the wedding. I don’t even know what I would want for a wedding. Most Omega’s dream about dresses and flowers… I was too busy with uniforms and swords. I certainly don’t want someone telling me what’s /proper/ at my own wedding and that is exactly whats going to happen if I don’t /know/.” He huffed. 

“Cas, if we have a child out of wedlock, they would be... a bastard.” Dean sighed. “They wouldn’t be able to ascend to the throne. I would have to check the laws but they may have to leave. Go on long quests if they’re an Alpha, or a servant if they’re an Omega. And having a child out of wedlock could bring disaster to the Kingdom, other May attack us over it.” Dean explained sadly. “Children mean everything.”

Cas knew that… He knew the laws… Even if they wed after the pups were born they would still be labeled bastards… Though he didn’t like the thought. “Then change the laws.” He demanded, knowing thats not how things worked but hating it none the less. He didn’t wait for a response, knowing Dean was aware Cas knew better. He collapsed against his chest once more with a small growl. “I’ll murder anyone who trys any of that. Make them beg for mercy I refuse to give.” He grumbled. Though the threat no doubt sounded adorable coming from the Omega currently he was fully capable of going through with it. 

Dean hummed. “I know you will, Cas. But this is not just the law but customary. I know this is fast. But... if you wish, you can be my Queen and choose an area to be the expert at. Whether it be the military or changing the laws for all Omegas. You won’t be an Aide, but my Queen, we can change the laws so you have more rights and opportunities than an Aide.” Dean explained. “You can be my equal.”

It was another long moment before Cas spoke, giving another heavy sigh as he considered it all. He sat back up, shifting a bit at the feel of Dean still inside him. “And what about the dinner Sunday? What will you tell the other Aides; and who will take may place? What will I be until then?”

“I was thinking after everything is cleared up, Zechriel should become the Military Aide. Unless you wish to expertise in the Military. In which case, there won’t be a Military Aide and you will take on that role. It’s your choice. You have five months to decide which area you which to take on.” Dean explained.

Cas hesitated. “Why can’t I do both?” He asked simply, already knowing it would be far too much work for one person. He pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation. “Zerchiel is a good choice and highly capable. I feel he would be much better as an Aide than Knight Commander but that would leave the Knight Commander position open.” He pointed out, already become a bit overwhelmed.  

“Then the two of us and Zerchriel will choose a Knight Commander and Second In Command, together. But for now, you need to eat. One day at a time.” Dean said softly.

Cas collapsed against him once more, obviously sulking. “I’m not hungry.” He grumbled softly. “And I’m not drinking anymore of that disgusting tea.” He added. 

Cas glanced up at him a flushed as his gaze narrowed. “How do you know what my favorite is?” He asked suspiciously; though the man wasn’t wrong. Cas had always had a weak spot for the food… Gabriel usually used it against him when he went without eating for long periods of time. Which, if he had to guess, was how Dean knew.

“I have my sources.” Dean chuckled. “Come on, let’s eat.” He said softly. He reached over and placed the tray on the bed beside them. “Try not to get food all over me though.”

Cas shook his head. “Sit up.” He instructed. “I’ll help. Just lean against the headboard.” He offered, leaning over to grab their shirts, giving a small shiver as he felt Dean shift inside him once more.

Dean sat up slowly, his hands slightly behind Cas to guide him up as well. He smiled as he took his top and put it on. “Thank you.” He said softly.

Cas offered a small nod before collecting one of the plates, eyeing the sandwhiches that had been cut into small squares, obviously considering a situation like this. He offered one out to the other man as he spoke. “What /will/ you tell them at the dinner Sunday?” He asked curiously.  

“That you will be an interim Aide until further notice. They don’t need to know any more. Technically they are interim Aide’s until I appoint new ones.” He explained.

He considered the words for a long moment as he began to eat. “Surely they will suspect something may be amiss if you’re appointing yet another interim aide and not an actual one..” He pointed out, though he supposed it didn’t really matter. 

“I don’t care. They’re stuffy old men that can’t even keep their libido in check, let alone help to run a Kingdom.” Dean huffed as he took a sandwich and started to eat it.

Cas gave a huff of amusement as he shook his head. “You really should find you some new ones.” He mumbled before sighing. “I’m sorry I’m taking so much of your time.”

“I have some candidates, I’ve given them out to the current Aides for them to choose who they think has the best qualifications. No names, ages, or statuses. I should be getting back their opinions on Sunday.” He explained.

“And if they discover those details? You could be putting the Omega’s on that list in danger.” He pointed out as he practically devoured another sandwich. 

“Cas, nowhere does it say that Omegas can’t be Aides. There’s no law for it, because there hasn’t been a need for it.” Dean explained. “Plus I’ve sent out letters to each Omega, explaining their risks, and asking if they would still consider the position. They are not blinding going it this.” Dean said softly. “I had my brother write them with the help of his wife.”

“As if the current Aides give a damn about laws.” Cas scoffed but nodded. “Good. I’m just worried about them. Its going to be… difficult… for everyone.” He offered softly. 

“I know it is Cas. No one said it would be easy, but all we can hope is that we become the norm that everyone follows.” Dean said softly, eating his sandwich and taking another. “Every Omega is just as eager as you for the rules to change.”

“And what happens if I become Queen? Will I have Aides of my own? Should I begin looking? I would like Zechriel… but he may be better suited under your lead… Or will I have the same Aides as you? If thats the case, then shouldn’t I have a say in who is chosen?” He asked, bombarding the Alpha with his questions. 

Dean sighed, “that all depends on what you would like to be known for. Would you like to be military or the welfare of Omegas?” Dean asked slowly.

“I would be far more comfortable with the military.” He admitted softly, already regretting his decision. “But you have Zechriel for that and I trust him… Besides, I have his ear if he needs my advice… He’ll listen to me…” He explained moving to collect a small roll and bite into it. “But there is no one to care for the welfare of the other Omegas… It may not have been my goal but… It is a necessary duty.” 

“Zechriel will become Knight Commander if you’d prefer to be the Military Aide. I will simply appoint an Aide to work on the welfare of Omegas, and ensure they have a large team underneath them.” Dean explained.

The Omega shook his head. “No.” He mumbled in clarification. “Zechriel would be a wonderful Royal Aide and I wouldn’t trust anyone who hasn’t lived a life as an Alpha Omega to handle the laws… It opens your eyes quite a bit… I’m not quite sure I would trust myself without an Omega who has lived their live as an Omega either… There are many people out there who have gone through hardships I can’t even imagine while I hide safely behind my status.” 

“I was thinking of offered jobs to Gabriel, Meg and the elocutionist that was and will be training you.” Dean explained. “The other roles can be filled with people you choose. I believe my brother has taught Meg to read and write, and so can help Gabriel and your elocutionist is necessary.” Dean explained.

Cas blinked in surprise at the suggestions. “Gabriel… Knows how to read and write.” He mumbled still trying to process the information. “Eve would make a wonderful Aide without a doubt… But… Are you sure you want to consider Gabriel? I know the two of you don’t care for each other much… and I highly doubt he plans on ceasing his pranks… Especially if I become Queen. It will no doubt increase if anything.”

“You would keep him in line.” Dean said, certain of it. “I didn’t know that Gabriel could read and write or I wouldn’t have suggest Meg to help him. But he would be a good choice. He would answer to you, not to me. We would be equals, you wouldn’t answer to me either.” Dean explained. “I can’t sit here and pretend to be an expert on Gabriel, but I do know he would do anything for you. You two have a bond I can scarcely imagine. If you asked him to stop his pranks for this, I’m sure he would.” Dean explained.

Cas snorted at that. “Perhaps for a little while… at least until he grew bored.” Cas mused. “You say that we will be equals but very few would see it that way. I do like the idea of working with Meg and Gabriel.” He admitted. “I still haven’t met her but I am certain she would do well. Eve as well of course. She is one Omega that is not afraid to speak her mind… I like her honesty.” He admitted. 

Dean nodded. “Then you must keep Gabriel busy with work.” He smiled. “Legally we would be equals. We would have the same rights and the same laws governing us. I can help you set up your own set of Aides, but other than that I wouldn’t interfere and I would hope you would extend the same curtesy to me.” Dean smiled softly.

The words had him hesitating. “Well…” Cas mumbled softly. “I would certainly try not to.” he offered honestly. He meant it of course, but he would always be worried about the military aspect of the Kingdom; and while he would never try and step on Dean’s toes he would want to offer advice/opinions when he felt it was needed. 

“Of course if you’re expertises and experiences are required then you may be involved.” Dean explained. “Though I must ask, if we are both to have full time jobs, and we do produce an heir, who would look after them?” Dean asked.

Cas tensed at the question. It was a valid one of course but… “Surely we can both take care of them… and when issues arise that are not suitable for children we can employ a nanny?” He offered. “When the child is old enough they’ll no doubt have classes as well which will help. Or perhaps one of use care for them during the day and work at night and vice versa?” He offered.

Dean shook his head, “I’m sure together we can find a suitable nanny.” Dean smiled softly. “And I promise no matter their status, they will become the ruler of this Kingdom. That’s the first law I’ll pass after I change my Aides.” Dean promised.

“I never doubted that.” Cas offered with a small smile. “Though we might be jumping ahead of ourselves a bit considering I may not even be pregnant.” He pointed out before his face fell and hesitated. “Actually… Dean… Perhaps we should talk about the fact I might not be able to have children… According to the woman who helped me with my surpressants… If I took them long enough it might cause some serious damage to the point pups weren’t an option.” He admitted. “If that changes wanting to be with me. I understand. You’re King.” He rushed quickly, obviously worried. “I understand there has to be an heir.”

Dean kissed Cas softly. “After your heat the doctor is wishing to give you a full checkup.” He said softly. “But no matter you are my Queen. Sammy already has two beautiful twin girls. If we don’t produce an heir, then it passes down to them.” Dean explained.

It took a moment but Cas relaxed slowly, giving a small nod, though he didn’t meet Dean’s gaze. “I take it he was the reason for the horrible tea?” He mumbled, obviously piecing together what had happened. “Was I really out for a few days?” 

Dean nodded. “We had tried every other option. And yes you were. Gabriel barely left your side. But you’re better now and that’s what matters.” He said softly. “I’m sure Gabriel will be happy with your career change, you won’t be injured nearly as often.” He chuckled softly.

Cas gave another scoff at that. “I highly doubt there won’t be a good number of assassination attempts once word gets out about what we are doing.” He pointed out. He inspected his shoulder carefully. “I’m sorry I worried everyone so much. I think the infection is mostly gone now… though… It still itches a lot.”

Dean nodded. “Do you mind if I take the bandages off? The fresh air will do it good and we can put some of the cool salve on that might help to stop the itching.” He offered, as he quickly ate a pastry.

 Cas offered a small half shrug, obviously favoring the shoulder so as to refrain from hurting himself.

 Dean hummed and gently started to take the bandages off Cas’ shoulder. “Why did you take the shot for me?” He asked softly.

 "You were in danger." Cas replied simply. "It was my duty. You are my King." He offed though he knew he would have taken the shot regardless of who Dean was.

 “You didn’t have to take it. None of the other soldiers did.” Dean said softly, “I wouldn’t have held it against you.”

“I’m not like other soldiers.There’s a reason I climbed the ranks so quickly “ He countered. “They should have.” He added with a sigh. “I suppose they were distracted.”

Dean hummed. “But I don’t blame them.” He said softly, as he took the last of the bandages off. “And no you’re not like the other soldiers, you were so much better.”

“Am.” Cas corrected. “I /am/ so much better.” He reminded. “I don’t blame them either. While I expect each of them to be willing to die for the Kingdom I don’t expect it at the drop of a hat.”

“No Cas, you /were/ a better soldier, you /are/ a better man.” Dean said softly, kissing his cheek.

“No, Dean.” Cas corrected again. “I may not have the title of Knight Commander but I will always be a soldier. That will never go away.” The words were said with certainty but calmly with no animosity; just fact. 

Dean hummed, kissing Cas again. “Of course, I’m sorry.” He said softly. He picked up another sandwich and started to eat it slowly.

Cas offered an affectionate smile at the words. “Its alright… believe it or not, I’m use to it. People don’t really know what its like unless they’ve lived it.”

Dean hummed. He took Cas’ hands, linking their fingers. “I love you.” He said softly finishing his sandwich.

“I love you too, Dean.” Cas replied curling against him affectionately.  

Dean hummed softly. He wiped his hands clean and bought out the salve. “This is going to be cold, but you know that.” He said softly.

He nodded at the words, bracing himself against the feeling. “Does this mean I’ll still have to wear heels?” He grumbled softly after a moment. 

Dean chuckled. “We’ll work on the laws, let you choose what you want to wear, what all Omegas can wear.” He said softly. “But in the mean time, yes you’ll have to wear heels.” Dean said softly.

Cas groaned in defeat, obviously not liking the idea but not bother to voice any more of his distaste. “If I didn’t know any better I’d say you enjoyed torturing me.” He teased lightly.

“Cas it’s the law. We’ve not changed that yet. And you can’t change it until we’re married.” Dean said softly.

“Dean… Relax.” Cas huffed, his amusement fading. “I’m only teasing. You take things far too serious.” He grumbled softly. 

Dean sighed. “I’m the King. I have to if I want to be successful.” He said sadly.

“Somehow I get the feeling we’re going to have this conversation a lot…” He grumbled. “Who you are in public does not have to be who you are all the time. You need time to relax a little. Believe me… if anyone understands that, it's me.”

Dean hummed and held Cas’ hand softly. “When I learn to Cas, you’ll be the first to know. I’ve never had the luxury to learn how to tease. I have a feeling that’s why I don’t get on Gabriel as much as you’d wish for.” He explained softly.

 "Obviously." Cas grumbled under his breath, with no real heat. He gave a sigh before shifting to get more comfortable. "I believe I was promised to be carried to the bath." He pointed out with a teasing grin.

 Dean hummed. “When you’re salve has had time to work.” He said softly. “Eat up first Cas. Then we can work out a way to get comfortable in the bath.” He smiled.

 "I'm done." Cas reassured pushing away the tray slightly. "In fact I think I might have eaten too much." He admitted softly. "If I have been sleeping for a few days then my heat is almost over, right?" He asked as he tried to do the math: eager to get out of the room and go back to normal.

Dean rested his hand on Cas’ stomach softly. “Three days. But I don’t know if your heat has just built up whilst you were asleep and you still need to work through those three days.” Dean said softly. “I don’t know how heats work in this sense.”

Cas’ shoulders sunk at the words, obviously disappointed. “I just want this to be over.” He groaned. “I hate feeling like this. Its horrible…” He huffed. 

The Omega shot the man a side ways glance, amusement filling his scent. “Well you are certainly not as good as I am.” He teased softly. 

Dean gasped and poured. “Then why are you sat, attached to my cock?” He asked.

Cas couldn’t help but give a small chuckle at that. “Well, I certainly couldn’t knot myself, now could I?” He teased. 

“I’m sure you could just use a large dildo.” Dean hummed. “I’m sure you’ve tried it.” He smirked.

“Doesn’t have quite the same feel to it.” He admitted rolling his hips for good measure.

Dean hummed and thrusted up into Cas, smirking as he did so. “Does it feel good?”

A shiver ran through the Omega though he managed to refrain from the small gasp that tried to escape. “No.” He lied. “Its absolutely horrid.” He teased lightly. 

“No, so you wouldn’t like it if I did it again?” Dean asked, thrusting up again.

The motion earned a small moan from the Omega. “N-not sure…” Cas offered a bit breathlessly. “Maybe you should do it again, just to be sure.”

Dean chuckled, “last time.” He smirked as he thrusted up as hard as he could again. “Have you made up your mind?”

He had to brace himself against Dean’s chest from the force of the thrust before taking a moment to catch his breath, trying to refrain from another whine escaping him. Finally he gave a small nod of his head. “You’re still horrible… Care to prove me wrong?” He challenged. 

“No, because I know you’re just saying it to try and get fucked.” Dean hummed, winking.

Cas gave an exagerated gasp of feigned offense. “How dare you!” He scoffed. “I am a future Queen, sir.” He reminded. “I do not get /fucked/… I allow my Alpha to /attempt/ to please me. Theres a difference you know.” He corrected. 

Dean scoffed, “and I’m your King, if I say you are wanting to be fucked, then that is what you’re wanting.

He considered the words for a moment. “Well… As an Omega with no current title… I suppose I am not allowed to disagree… Though I will have to punish you for such disrespect once I’m crowned, you know… Can’t have my husband treating me in such a manner.” He teased before he tripped over the ‘h’ word, as if it made it all a bit too real. He seemed to grow lost in thought suddenly. 

Dean smiled and kissed Cas softly. “Don’t get ahead of yourself, I’ve not proposed yet.” He chuckled softly. “Hey Cas, are you with me? What’s on your mind?”

 Cas glanced up at him. "Hm? Yes... it's nothing dont worry about it." He offered with a small smile that didnt quite reach his gaze.

 “Cas, if I’m going to have to learn to relax, you’re going to have to learn to open up.” Dean said softly. “What are you thinking about? I might know the answer.”

 "Its not a question." Cas sighed. "I just... everything has changed and so quickly... I'm just trying to process it all... I never wanted a mate or pups or any of it before." He pointed out.

 “Cas we don’t have to marry, we don’t have to have pups.” Dean promised. “This is entirely your decision. I hope I’m not pressuring you into doing it.” He said softly.

 "You say that but if I do end up pregnant then we dont have a choice anyways." He huffed.

 “It is you’re choice to be knotted.” Dean said softly. “And surely you understand why we must marry if you bare my children.” He added.

 "I'm not arguing it Dean!" Cas grumbled. "I'm pointing out the fact that you're contradicting yourself."

 Dean sighed. “Of course.” He picked Cas up, and carried him into the bathroom, before starting to fill the bath up.

 Cas grumbled though he wrapped his arms around the larger Alpha and fell silent until they were settling into the water. "I dont really have a problem with any of it, Dean... it's just a lot to handle." He clarified.

 “Well what are you finding the hardest to handle?” Dean asked as he laid back in the water. “Eve will help you with the societal norms and expectations, I will help you learn the laws and understanding them.” He explained.

 Cas shook his head slowly. "Its not just one thing Dean. It's all of it." He explain. "In a matter of weeks every single thing in my life has been changed. It's a lot to handle."

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