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This wasn’t exactly the morning the omega predicted when he woke up this morning. Castiel was standing in his kitchen, dressed only in his dress shirt, tie, socks, and boxers. He stood reading the newspaper drinking his coffee before work. He lived alone in a nice apartment, worked a cushioned job, had a decent life…
…Just one problem.
Castiel heard his door be kicked open making him turn. Castiel barely put down the coffee to choke out no, raising his hands defensively before he was grabbed. A sack was thrown over his head and he was dragged out of his apartment. Castiel was roughly taken down the stairs to the first floor where he was walked out of his apartment. Castiel had the sack ripped off his head before he was thrown into the back of a limo. Castiel grunted as the limo took off, slowly gaining his composure.
There sat lazily across from him reading his newspaper was his boss, Dean Winchester. His hair was slicked back, wearing a business suit that Castiel was sure it was worth more than his life. Dean lazily sipped at his whiskey in one hand and he continued to read. Not acknowledging the man in front of him as Castiel sat up with a grunt moving to a sitting position.
“I told you to be ready at six.” Dean’s voice spoke not looking up. “Not looking so ready…” He glanced lazily at his wristwatch. “...at six o’three.”
“And I told you I’m not going.” Castiel barked as Dean continued to read flipping the page.
“And I told you you were,” Dean confirmed as Castiel glared.
“You can’t JUST kidnap people when you feel like it.” Castiel scoffed as Dean took a sip of his whiskey.
“I believe I just did,” Dean stated as Castiel glared as Dean casually folded his newspaper crossing his legs. Castiel moved to angrily grab at the door knobs shaking them. “Don’t bother it’s child locked. Anyways, while you're here. Sign here, please.”
Dean slid a paper towards him which Castiel moved to angrily sign, not caring what the document was.
“Here, here, and also here.” Dean hummed. His boss was always making him sign stupid shit on behalf of the company. He could care less, he was JUST kidnapped by his asshole boss.
“You can’t just kidnap half-naked people-” Castiel glanced up when he was done, Dean slid the paper rolled up into his blazer pocket. Castiel was cut off when he was roughly pinned against the seat, Castiel blushed staring at Dean’s face so close to his. They hadn’t been this close before, lips centimeters apart. Castiel swallowed feeling Dean’s breath on his lips. Dean moved his lips away to whisper into his ear.
“You won’t need clothes with what I intend to do with you…” Dean purred into his ear giving it a nip. Castiel’s heart was pounding in his chest swallowing with the nerves he had.
Dean pushed him back a bit more sliding between his legs. Castiel sucked in the air feeling Dean press his slightly hardened cock against his ass. Castiel tensed shyly as Dean smirked against his ear lowering his head to kiss his neck. Castiel closed his eyes hesitantly submitting to the touch moving to let Dean have more access to his neck. Dean nipped at his neck making Castiel’s eyes glow.
“Y-...You can’t just-...” Castiel's words left him when he felt Dean cup him over his pants, Castiel moaned blushing harder at the touch.
“You’re the one who asked your boss to knock you up.” Dean sneered as Castiel’s lips parted slightly blushing.
When he asked his boss to be his donor, he…never imagined he’d say yes.
Castiel was an older omega, He was thirty-five. Castiel was a shy nerd and wasn’t one to grab anyone’s attention. He hadn’t had a real relationship before. He had hoped he would find someone naturally by now and have some children…but he had promised himself if he didn’t find a partner. He would seek out alternate means.
The closer he got to his thirty-fifth birthday, Castiel found himself…taking in the men around him. Trying to find someone with traits he liked to…maybe ask for a donation. He would like their smile, their personality, and their looks…little features he loved and some he didn’t…
However, every time he looked for all the traits he wanted…he found himself back to Dean Winchester. Dean Winchester was the CEO and founder of a multi-billion dollar company that makes the soC chips in cell phones, cars, and smart devices. Dean was a genius making the patent as a freshman in high school, got investors, and started ELEKTRIC. The young entrepreneur was a billionaire almost overnight. Now he built the electronics that made the world go around. Smarter phones, faster electronics, crisper HD graphics. Companies were trying to get their hands on the best and Dean Winchester was the one to supply it.
Not only was he smart…he was a beautiful man too. Dean was a top bachelor for a reason. He was handsome with his sharp jaw, those freckles, and dazzling green eyes. The twenty-five-year-old could have been a model, born too damn beautiful. The only thing wrong with the alpha…was he was a flirtatious cocky asshole.
Castiel hated how demanding Dean was, he was never rude about it but he was always ‘Novak do this simple task because I’m too rich to do this. Coffee. No sugar. No milk. Black. Novak, pick up my dry cleaning. Pay my pool boy. Break up with this model for me.’ Castiel was always running around like a chicken with his head cut off. He was paid a salary, so all hours, all the time. Any time Dean needed him.
Honestly, he wasn’t even sure why he hired him. Castiel was an older candidate, he wasn’t handsome and interesting. People younger and more attractive who tried before him were shot down instantly, leaving in tears or obvious disappointment.
The lobby was still packed almost late into the night, with people waiting as long as it takes to be seen. When Castiel’s name was called he almost just left. However, he was desperate. The job market wasn’t the best, the job position was a good opportunity. Being Dean Winchester’s assistant would grant him opportunities he never had before. Great Retirement, Amazing health insurance, and dental. Not only that, Castiel had rent to pay, he was already months behind since being laid off during the pandemic. He needed this job desperately. He wasn’t a boy genius like Dean. He was a college dropout, he wasn’t smart like Dean with a brain that could make him millions. He was just…a guy.
When he entered, Dean lazily eyed him before he looked away to glance at his folder. Dean closed the file with a sigh tossing it onto his desk before he sat back glancing at Castiel again. Castiel held his pant legs nervously as Dean was watched like he was prey. Dean sighed again before grabbing another folder off the desk and holding it out a folder to him. Castiel hesitated moving to take it from him as Dean went back to work.
“Send them home and get me a coffee. No Sugar. No Milk. Black.” Dean mumbled as he started to write down on the paper in front of him.
“...Sir?” Castiel blinked as Dean tiredly glanced up.
“You’re hired, Mr. Novak,” Dean stated, simply returning to work. Castiel stood in complete shock just taking in the news. When Castiel didn’t move Dean glanced up again. “I have an all-nighter with a new project due in the morning…and all I want is coffee. Can you start now or do I need to ask the next person to come in?”
“I-I can start right away.” Castiel breathed happily, Castiel moving to walk to the door, clearing his throat shyly before kindly asking the people to head home that the position was filled. Castiel returned to the office, eyeing the room till he found the coffee station. He watched Dean putting on goggles before working on a chip under the microscope. Seeing him work on it, sparks flying out of his small welding tool. Castiel quietly sat the coffee cup on the corner of his desk.
“Thank you.” Dean breathed continuing to focus on the chip.
“Is there something I can do for you, sir?” Castiel asked backing up slightly as Dean pulled back from the chip to drink some of the coffee. Dean downing the majority of the coffee which he sighed in the warming relief. Dean said nothing for a long time till the coffee was empty.
“...Are you hungry?” Dean spoke. Castiel blinked taken back.
“I…I could eat.” Castiel swallowed as Dean sighed offering his credit card, Castiel hesitantly took it.
“Would you please get us some food? Dealers choice. I’ll eat anything.” Dean went back to work mumbling. “Take the limo in the parking garage. It’s downstairs. Tell them to fucking step on it, they’ll get I sent you if you say that.” Castiel nodded slowly going to do what he requested.
He worked with Dean for almost five years. Worked by his side. Constantly trying to be the best given the opportunity Dean gave him. Dean was a hard boss but a good one. He didn’t know why he chose Dean to be his sperm donor. He didn’t know what possessed him to even ask him.
It was Castiel’s thirty-fifth birthday, Dean was working late as usual. Working on new schematics for a brand-new chip. It was only eight, the building was empty except for the two of them and security. Dean quietly worked as Castiel placed a cup of coffee on his desk.
“You’re free to go,” Dean spoke as Castiel paused at the request. Dean always worked late hours, Castiel would stay with him here till two am before he was dismissed to go home, but that allowed him to sleep in. He enjoyed coming in at five when the office was empty, he did enjoy spending time in the silence with his boss.
“It’s only eight, sir.” Castiel glanced at his watch. His watch, with the broken glass and sat a bit loose on him. It worked at least. He wouldn’t bet accurately by the minutes but the hour always seemed correct. “Are we calling it a day so soon, I thought you wanted to finish the prototype?”
Dean had a big stockholder meeting this weekend and so he was going to show the new projects, the new prototype, and the projections for the company's growth. It was going to be a big event. They had one every year. So Dean was always working later hours when this meeting came up once a year. Dean was always so attentive, professional, and hardworking leading up to the said meeting.
The day of was a different matter…Dean was NITORIOUS for always trying and finding a reason to ditch them, saying that his work spoke for himself. One of Castiel’s LITERAL jobs was to make sure he ATTENDED. He was the face of the company. He HAD to be there! And the only reason he ever was was Castiel’s practically divine intervention.
The first year Castiel worked for him, Dean tried to sneak off on his private jet, Castiel had to burn his passport to stop him and throw his luggage off the plane. When he finally halted the plane, Castiel grabbed his ear, he yanked him towards the event.
The second year, Dean tried to ditch on his private yacht saying ‘Just for a morning swim’, except he paid his captain to ditch them on the lake. Their captain sped off on a jet ski for Christ's sake. Castiel had to learn to DRIVE a yacht from youtube to bring him back to the event, dragging him by the ear.
In the third year, Dean tried to go on a ski trip to the mountains, Castiel had to slash the tires on all his car and threaten to set fire to Dean’s priceless oldies rock collection to keep him from leaving….and dragged him to the event by his ear.
In the fourth year, Dean HIRED a look-alike to distract him. Which would have worked, except the look-alike being Romanian never talked. That’s now Castiel knew. Dean never shut up when allowed to talk about himself, his ego was too great for that. So Castiel returned upstairs and found Dean asleep in his bedroom.
This was the fifth year. Castiel was prepared for anything, so the idea of him leaving Dean’s side was ridiculous but he also …had no one to be with or anything to do on his birthday. Normally when Dean tried this every year, he was able to make up some excuse why he was working rather than having his day off.
“I’m not. You are.” Dean spoke as he brought the magnifying glass closer to look at what he was working on. “It’s your birthday, isn’t it? Go enjoy it. I’m sure you have friends you’d rather be with.”
He didn’t. It’s sweet that Dean thought he did.
“It’s okay, sir.” Castiel choked as Dean continued to work.
“I insist,” Dean reassured but Castiel tensed. “Come on now-”
“-Please don’t kick me out...” Castiel’s voice made Dean grow silent. “...I-...I’d rather be here than alone on my birthday...” Castiel felt tears in his eyes and Dean…dropped it. This year he couldn’t make an excuse. His birthday showed how little he had gotten in his life. He thought he would be mated with a family by thirty-five…but now he felt. He felt like he failed and this job was the only thing he accomplished. He just wanted to forget his birthday and not go home and cry.
Dean eyed him for a moment before quietly nodded going back to work. They worked in silence, Castiel just tending to Dean like normal. When two o’clock, their normal ending hour. Dean slowly packed up as Castiel moved to turn off the coffee machine and place the clean dishes into the small dishwasher in the room. When Castiel turned around he noticed Dean standing there watching him holding out a small box to him.
Castiel paused in surprise as he looked at Dean’s hand, the present held between two fingers. Castiel slowly took the box, opening it. Inside was a very expensive watch, it was beautiful and something he couldn’t afford ever. Dean always bought him gifts, like a new tie or a suit…something Castiel could reasonably accept saying it was for work but they weren’t anything like THIS and not THIS expensive.
“S-Sir?” Castiel choked surprised not looking up. “I-I can’t accept this.”
“Dean,” Dean spoke as Castiel glanced up.
“What?” Castiel asked.
“You keep calling me sir.” Dean grabbed his briefcase. “It’s Dean. We have known each other way too long to keep referring to me as sir.” Dean moved to walk out of the room.
“But sir-” Castiel followed him out of the room.
“No takebacks, Cas,” Dean smiled towards him grabbing for the door as Castiel paused. Something about this…nickname. Dean had never referred to him as anything but Novak for so long. Castiel’s heartbeat at that stupid nickname, Dean’s adorable smile as he moved to leave, Castiel gripping his present to his chest and watching him. All he could think was…how perfect Dean was at that moment. “Now, unless there anything else I can give you-.”
“A baby.” Castiel choked making Dean pause slowly turning to him. The room was silent as Castiel went beet red realizing he said the quiet part out loud. Castiel started choking on his words as Dean slowly closed the door to his office.
“What?” Dean spoke trying to understand, Castiel swallowed and just came out with it.
“Your sperm.” Castiel winced at his words. “I-...I want to have a baby, and I’d…just be more comfortable with it being someone I know.” Dean leaned against the door crossing his arms and listening. “I-I know this is a total HR nightmare and I understand if you f-fire me. But…I promised myself if I wasn’t mated and in a relationship by thirty-five, I’d just have a baby on my own-” Dean eyed him saying nothing. Dean was so hard to read.
“Okay,” Dean stated simply.
“-I can only IMAGINE the people lining up trying to trap you. But I PROMISE, I would be a single mother, and you won’t be liable for anything. I’ll sign any documents you want that sign your rights away-Wait…did you say okay?” Castiel choked as Dean shrugged and nodded.
“Okay.” Dean shrugged. Castiel’s heart skipped a beat. “...But if we do this…It’s on my terms.”
“Okay.” Castiel choked nodding so happy he agreed. Maybe he should have asked more questions and maybe he wouldn’t be in this mess.
“Then we agree,” Dean spoke opening the door. “I’ll take you to my vacation home and keep you till it’s done.” Castiel’s stomach flipped when he realized what Dean was saying. Shit. The big stockholders meeting!
“Dean, you can’t,” Castiel called as Dean continued to go. “The Stockholder’s meeting.”
“Stockholders, smockholder,” Dean said maturely, Castiel made a face.
“No, you aren’t using me as an excuse to ditch.” Castiel frowned following after him.
“I’m not!” Dean scoffed like a liar as Castiel glared. “...I’m using our baby as an excuse.”
“My baby,” Castiel stated.
"OUR baby.” Dean beamed in the elevator.
“Fine,” Castiel spoke entering with him. "Our baby who can come into existence any time after the Stockholder meeting.” Dean stopped him at the parking garage.
“You agreed to my terms.” Dean threw it back into his face. “Now, I’ll see you at six am sharp. Be ready.” Dean walked towards his limo as Castiel panicked trying to think of something to stop him from ditching.
“I-I’m not going!” Castiel called as Dean frowned turning to look at him lazily. Dean eyed him as though assessing his threat. “I-I’ll stay away from you all weekend unless you go to that meeting.”
“Is that a threat?” Dean tilted his head.
“It’s a promise. ” Castiel stood his ground, Dean raised an eyebrow at that.
“... Game on, Novak.” Dean made an amused face with a hum climbing into the back seat.
“T-That means you’re going right?” Castiel opened his mouth choking out to him. The limo taking off. “Dean, you better be at that Stockholder meeting! I swear to god!” Castiel yelled after him but the car left him alone.
Now here he was…with Dean’s hands down his underwear as Dean mouthed at his neck. Castiel panted his face flush as Dean brought his face towards Castiel’s. Castiel tried to catch his breath as Dean’s fingers teased his tip, pre-cum pooling into a droplet that Dean’s thumb almost refused to touch. Dean smirked when he felt Castiel’s hip involuntarily rock up into him, his body desperate for his touch. Dean’s other hand cupped his face his thumb sliding down his bottom lip.
“Do you want me to touch you?” Dean purred against his lip as Castiel glared daggers at him.
This. smug. bastard.
Castiel didn’t have a chance to react when Dean yanked his boxers off his body, making Castiel lower on the seat. He was now completely exposed to Dean, and Dean eyed him like a piece of meat. Moving to kiss his neck again, loosening Castiel’s tie slowly from his neck as his other hand went to his now exposed hole. Castiel shivered when he felt Dean’s finger circle his hole.
“Tell me again how you want me to breed you, little omega. ” Dean purred pushing the tip of his finger into Castiel’s hole. Castiel gasped taking his finger well, Dean was slow and teasing. Dean knew how much Castiel was enjoying this, and could feel Castiel opening his legs more to him. God, he hated how he wanted Dean. Castiel’s breath hitched when Dean slowly rocked it in.
Dean’s tongue slid up Castiel’s jaw as Castiel let out a moan. His legs shook at his teasing, Dean bringing Castiel’s leg over his shoulder taking ownership of his space. God, Castiel had to pick tube socks to wear today.
“You’re so tight, you’re crushing my fingers….” Dean breathed into his ear. Castiel’s breath hitched when Dean slid another finger in. “...Is this your first time?”
“Fuck you… ” Castiel panted, Dean smirked at him raising his chin with a smirk.
“Dean. ” Dean cooed with a wink as Castiel shivered trying not to let him win.
“Fuck you…sir,” Castiel mumbled as Dean slid another finger in making Castiel whimper in pleasure. Dean laughed deliciously at his rebellion.
“Fine. You want to play like that? ” Dean hummed, Castiel sneered at him in satisfaction but Dean rocked his fingers just right making Castiel gasp and whimper loudly. Castiel panted catching his breath. “Your G-spot… delicious information.”
Castiel couldn’t retort because the second Dean had this information, he thrusted his fingers to hit that spot making Castiel cry out loudly. Castiel looked down watching Dean’s fingers fuck his hole without reserve.
“De- SIR!” Castiel gripped his shirt unable to stop himself. Dean stared at his face waiting for Castiel to break as Castiel’s hips roughly rolled on his fingers. Needing him deeper, desperately wanting him to hit that spot over and over. “Sir! Sir! SIR!” Castiel panted crying out to Dean as Dean continued his teasing. When Dean pulled his fingers away, pulling back to sit in his seat and doing nothing more. Castiel almost cursed at him ready to strangle him. “FUCK YOU!”
“Need something, Novak?” Dean asked cockily resting his chin and his palm.
Castiel moved over to him his hand to grab Dean’s suit belt desperately. Dean raised an eyebrow so fucking amused by the constant muttering of curses under Castiel’s breath. Castiel pulled his cock from his pants, not bothering to undress him. Castiel’s cock throbbed desperately as Castiel straddled him. Castiel needed pleasure and was willing to obtain it himself. Dean flipped him them before Castiel could have the pleasure he was craving. Dean pushed his knees to Castiel’s chest.
“Dean-!” Castiel growled but when he felt Dean teasingly press his tip against his hole. Dean swirled the tip around the entrance. Dean’s pre-cum lightly coated his hole.
“Hmm…Now you know my name.” Dean breathed. Castiel swallowed looking down at his hole. Watching Dean press his circumcised tip against his hole, Castiel whimpered hating every second of his teasing. Dean slid his precum tip inside slightly, letting Castiel’s hole slowly suck in his tip. “...Beg for me to fuck you.”
“Please.” Castiel panted desperately reaching for his hips, He couldn’t take his teasing anymore. Castiel kept whispering his pleas. Dean leaned down eyeing his face as Castiel leaned up softly kissing him. Their first kiss. Castiel leaned as high up as he could pressing pecks to Dean’s lips the word please still spilling from his lips.
He moaned in relief as Dean moved to capture his lips in a rough kiss pressing into Castiel. Castiel gasped in pleasure feeling Dean slide into him. Castiel wrapped his arms around his shoulders, pulling him into a lustful kiss. Dean pinned him against the limo seat, using the kiss as an opportunity to let Castiel adjust.
Castiel pulled Dean to him, Castiel felt Dean’s tongue slide against his bottom lip and he opened his mouth to him. Dean moaned at the touch of his tongue, Dean melting into him. Castiel didn’t have to let Dean know he was ready to move, Dean seemed to understand. Slowly pulling his hips back to start rocking into him.
This was what sex felt like?
Castiel had no idea what he was missing. Castiel was loudly panting breaking their kisses to cry out when Dean aimed for his G-spot. Dean gripped his throat and jaw with one hand, and his other hand stroked Castiel’s cock.
Castiel was feeling so much, he couldn’t even tell where he began or where he ended. Dean built up pretty quickly, each thrust harder and deeper. Castiel held his knees allowing Dean to take him. Their skin slapped against each other, feeling Dean’s balls smacking his ass with each thrust. Soon Dean was pounding into him roughly, Castiel felt Dean’s hand slightly grip his throat keeping him in place as he took him.
Castiel kissed Dean roughly, moving to twist them. They were getting so close. Soon Castiel completely straddled Dean rolling his hips as he rode him. Pressing Dean into the seat, riding him hard and desperately. Castiel had ripped a couple of buttons on the top of Dean’s formal shirt to scratch and bite at his chest in lust.
“Fuck.” Dean covering his eyes, when suddenly Castiel stopped rocking on him. Dean pulled his hands away from his face. “Baby, I’m so close-” Dean begged as Castiel smirked looking down at him scratching his chest with his nail.
“Now whose’s begging?” Castiel cooed but Dean would HAPPILY lose this round if he could fucking get his release. He tried to move but Castiel kept him pinned. “Maybe I stop now. I have so much pre-cum in me, maybe it will be enough to do the deed and allow me to watch you wish you could have enjoyed me completely.” Dean groaned at his teasing.
“Fuck, Want me to beg? I’ll beg! I’ll do whatever you want! I’m so close...” Dean begged. Castiel smirked taking his win boastfully as he leaned down to him.
“...You will fuck me to completion, breed me, and then go to your stockholder meeting. Once we are done with your stockholder meeting… then you can take me as your prize to whatever getaway you were planning. Till then…you’re my bitch.” Castiel cooed into Dean’s ear. “Do we have an understanding?”
“Yes.” Dean panted nodding desperately trying to grip his hips. “Yes, for the love of god, move.” Castiel leaned back slightly to push open the window divider to speak to the driver. The back was pretty soundproof.
“Please detour to the stockholder’s meeting,” Castiel spoke professionally, not acting like he was completely sitting on Dean’s cock. The driver could only see his face in the window anyways.
“Right away, sir.” The driver spoke as Castiel quickly closed the window.
“Fuck! You win, okay!” Dean groaned flipping them when Castiel was off guard. Castiel grunted in surprise as he was pinned down. Dean started to roughly pound him making Castiel cry out in pleasure. Being fucked so good Castiel's legs shook at his good pounding. Dean was right. They were so much closer to an orgasm than he thought with his teasing.
Castiel's orgasm hit him so hard, he wasn’t expecting it. Dean’s hand squeezed around his cock teasingly kick starting the intense orgasm. Castiel’s walls clamped around Dean’s cock. Castiel arched his back feeling Dean press as deep as he could go. Spilling his seed into the unprotected omega. Castiel could only stare down at their connection, feeling Dean’s balls twitching at their release against him.
Dean’s mouth clamped onto Castiel’s shoulder blade, biting to the bone. The bite from a mating was always so pleasurable. Though Castiel was able to hold himself back. Being… half mated actually helped their cause. It increased the chances of pregnancy by a lot compared to the non-mating status. He never talked to Dean about this. Being half-mated wasn’t serious, though, and something you did with a lot of trust. Sleeping with someone else would eventually make the mark fade. He didn’t even offer that as an option not wanting to scare Dean away. Especially because trying to half-mate could accidentally lead to full mating. If Castiel had bitten him back, it would have made them soulmates. Unable to break that bond and forever connected.
Dean was just lucky Castiel was not that flexible to have mated him back.
Dean panted tiredly holding himself in that position till he was sure he had come completely into Castiel. Slowly pulling himself out of Castiel’s hole as Castiel grabbed hold of his knee with one hand his other leg flopping open. Cum spilled down his crack and onto the seat from how full he was of Dean. Dean relaxed back into the seat, he reached forward scooping up the cum and pushing it back into Castiel’s sore hole. Castiel was too tired to do any but watch as he took in the events of today.
Castiel had sex for the first time.
He just had unprotected sex with his boss.
Right now hundreds of sperm were swimming towards his egg, hoping to earn their prize of implanting in his womb.
Castiel could very well be on his way to becoming pregnant as they spoke.
“Let’s not waste a drop.” Dean cooed as he scraped his hole with the side of his finger pushing the cum back inside his throbbing hole.
Castiel let out a tired moan as Dean fingered him till nothing more leaked out. Dean beamed in satisfaction slapping Castiel’s sore ass, Castiel moaned in surprise and pleasure. Dean gripped his ass into his hands as he moved to slide himself into his pants suit. Castiel watched him dress as he caught his breath. Dean almost looked perfect once again, except for the scratch marks and love bites on his chest and neck. Also missing two buttons on his shirt and the wrinkles. Dean ran his fingers through his hair before reaching for Castiel’s boxers.
“Get dressed, we have a stockholders meeting to attend.” Dean hummed amused. He wanted Castiel to give up on that idea now that he was sore, fucked well, and content but Castiel grabbed his boxers sliding them on much to Dean’s dissatisfaction.
“You kidnapped me without pants-” Castiel bit back. He was hoping Dean would have to leave him in the car but Dean opened the divider window holding his hand out as the driver slid through his shoes, a new shirt, and pants his kidnappers must have grabbed from his apartment. Castiel sighed slowly sliding on his pants and fixing himself attempting to look like he wasn’t just riding a bull at a rodeo. Dean grabbed the limo’s first aid kit as Castiel got dressed. Cleaning up and bandaging the mating mark before Castiel slid on his shirt.
When Dean was done he took out the papers he had Castiel sign, passing them through to the driver.
“While we are busy at the event, please have this handled accordingly,” Dean spoke seriously sliding one paper back into his pocket.
“Right away, sir.” The driver spoke taking them.
Dean and Castiel sat in silence as Castiel fanned himself out of the blush on his face. Castiel cleared his throat as he turned to Dean grabbing his organizer for the event he kept in the limo with names and faces.
“Remember to smile. Let me know if you don’t recognize someone and I’ll give you the name and some talking points before you greet them. You need to look like you remember them. It makes them feel special.” Castiel spoke going over the normal conversation they have at every event. When the limo stopped, the limo driver opened the door for Dean who stood and held out his hand to Castiel.
Castiel graciously took his hand standing, before Dean offered him his arm. Castiel took it walking into the event. People stood with their wine talking and enjoying themselves as the first man noticed Dean’s present walking over to them.
“Deano!” The man laughed happily as Dean gave Castiel a glance which he knew meant Dean had no idea who he was. Castiel was pretty sure Dean didn’t know who anyone was. If Castiel was a betting man, he could put Dean in front of a waiter instead of an investor and Dean wouldn’t notice the difference.
“Mr. Rodney Parker, one of your biggest and first investors, you made very very very rich.” Castiel whispered. “Likes betting horses and a big family man. One wife Liliana she’s fifty-six, two kids twenty-one-year-old boy Clark and a nineteen-year-old girl Jane…and let’s not forget his date for this evening, his eighteen-year-old mistress….who looks exactly like his daughter and… is also named Jane. One happy big fucked up family tree. ” Castiel mumbled as Dean shook his hand.
“Rodney!” Dean hummed as if he knew him all along before addressing the eye candy. “And the gorgeous Jane.” He took Jane’s hand kissing it tenderly as she laughed affectionately. “So glad you could make it.”
“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” Rodney slapped Dean’s arm as he shook his hand again. “I can’t wait to see this year's newest money maker.”
“With faster input speeds, the greatest memory on the market, and self-charging capabilities, you’d be sad if you had.” Dean laughed before turning to Castiel. “And you remember Castiel.” Dean nodded to Castiel on his arm who reached out to shake Rodney’s hand.
“Yes, your wonderful assistant,” Rodney spoke. “Pleasure to meet you again.”
“Likewise.” Castiel beamed respectfully, all taking some wine from one of the waiters walking by.
“He’s no longer just my wonderful assistant, he’s now also my husband,” Dean spoke making Castiel spit-take to the side coughing and gagging as Dean lazily patted his back. Castiel had white wine up his nostrils and down the wrong pipe as he coughed and gagged trying not to die.
“Congratulations! When’s the mating?” Rodney laughed.
“We will have an official big and extravagant wedding/mating ceremony in the next few months,” Dean spoke as Castiel stared at him in disbelief, looking at him like he had three heads. “Of course, you’re both invited, all our investors are-”
“Dean. A word?” Castiel hissed putting his glass down as Dean blinked at him.
“Of course, darling.” Dean cooed, excusing themselves as Castiel yanked him into one of the bathrooms of the event.
“Dean, you can’t go around just saying we’re married.” Castiel crossed his arms.
“...Why not?” Dean asked seriously as Castiel scoffed.
“Because we’re not.” Castiel choked out like it was obvious.
“Officially as of this morning, we are.” Dean deadpanned and pulled out the paper he had signed earlier that morning holding out like an award. Castiel snatched the rolled-up paper glancing at it. It was a marriage certificate.
They were…married?!
Castiel choked glancing between Dean and the paper.
“My driver is submitting the paperwork as we speak.” Dean hummed looking at his watch which read a text message. “There. It’s official. With the proper paperwork you so gracious signed and a bit of bribery on my part. We are officially husband and husband.”
“You…can’t JUST marry someone without their permission!” Castiel blushed violently.
“I believe I just did.” Dean blinked lazily at him. “My terms… remember ?” Dean hummed as he pulled Castiel flushed against his body. Castiel panting at the heat and lust radiating off Dean as he mouthed at his neck.
He was married legally.
Half mated physically.
Well on his way to being pregnant.
Castiel was forced to turn grabbing the wall as Dean pressed his erection against Castiel’s ass making Castiel moan in surprise. He shook with anticipation of what was coming next.
“Y-...You can’t be ready for a round two, already.” Castiel whined when Dean grabbed Castiel’s pants and underwear pulling them past his ass. Castiel’s heart was racing as he heard Dean unbuckling his pants. Castiel couldn’t help but push his ass back more to him adjusting himself to take him. He hated himself for wanting this as much as Dean did. Hating how exciting, hot, and dirty the idea of being fucked like this. People in the next room not knowing their sins in here.
“These walls are paper thin.” Dean purred against his ear pressing his cock tip into Castiel’s hole.
Castiel moaned in surprise when Dean slammed into him. Castiel covered his mouth with one hand as he enjoyed himself. Besides the slightly muffled pants and slapping of skin, they were quiet. It wasn’t like the limo, just a rough and quick fuck.
When they came, it was rough and Castiel shuddered spilling cum down the wall. Dean stroked whatever he had left in his soft shaft into him before pulling out. Helping Castiel make himself presentable again and cleaning up Castiel’s mess before he pulled Castiel into a loving kiss. Castiel wrapped his arms around Dean’s shoulder holding him close as he kissed back. They enjoyed their loving kisses before Castiel pulled back raising an eyebrow.
“Now back to the party, you still have hands to shake and babies to kiss. ” Castiel breathed against his lips, giving Dean one last peck. Dean groaned hoping to still get out of it. Castiel fixed himself.
“I think I will enjoy these parties a lot more, now that I have someone to play with throughout it.” Dean purred. Castiel’s legs slightly buckled at the thought. This…wasn’t going to be the last time they had a quicky here tonight. Dean smirked at Castiel’s reaction before Dean offered his arm to him. “Ready to go, my darling husband?”
“I hope our child doesn’t get your charming personality, dear,” Castiel eyed him and sighed taking his loving arm with care.
“Well, we have plenty of time to try to get one that does.” Dean hummed back as they walked out to the party. Dean pulled Castiel close as he whispered into his ear. “ Careful what you wish for… ” Castiel swallowed at his words, Dean…was right. He had wished to be married with a child by thirty-five. Now he got it. “... Happy birthday, Cas.” Dean pressed a loving kiss to his cheek which Castiel leaned into with an affectionate smile.
“...So for our wedding.” Castiel breathed making Dean turn. “...How are we going to handle the invitations…like…do we invite Rodney and his wife or do we invite Rodney and his mistress?” Dean paused at that thought.
“...Good question,” Dean mumbled as they walked through the crowd before he smiled. “We invite Rodney and a plus one. He can deal with the mess of who comes.”
“...But we so are sending one to both his mistress and wife, right? I kinda wanna see that play out.” Castiel smirked mischievously as Dean laughed loudly. “There’s no wedding without drama.”
“God, I love you.” Dean chuckled as Castiel beamed back, Dean leaning down and kissing him softly. Before another stockholder called Dean’s name.
“Dean, my boy!” The man laughed making his way towards them as Castiel leaned in whispering to Dean.
“Edward Johnson,” Castiel whispered.
“Edward!” Dean laughed like he was old friends. Dean was quite the charmer when he needed to be. “Edward, you remember my husband and assistant Castiel.”
“Nice to meet you, sir,” Castiel spoke taking his hand as they enjoyed their evening wining and dining guests only stopping every once and a while when Dean’s lustful hands yanked them into a nearby empty bathroom.
The end.