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The room was thick with the scent of heat, that molten blend of apple pie and honeyed sunlight pouring off Dean’s trembling body, cinnamon curling in the corners of the room, chased by bitter coffee and sweat. Cas’ nostrils flared. His pupils dilated, not just with need, but devotion—fierce, blinding, overwhelming. Dean’s body lay sprawled open on the bed like an offering, chest flushed, nipples hard and dripping already, swollen and glossy like ripe fruit begging for a bite.
Cas licked his lips, reverent.
“Bon appétit, alpha,” Dean purred with a trembling smirk, voice barely holding shape under the wreckage of heat.
Cas growled low in his chest, something animal, something claiming. He slid down between Dean’s thighs and inhaled so deep it was like he was breathing Dean into his bloodstream. That omega scent—fuck, he could taste it. Sweet slick soaked through the lace of Dean’s soft pink panties, dampening the gusset in a deep crimson stain. Cas mouthed it first, just a kiss through silk, tongue flicking the wet fabric aside to get to the hot, needy pussy underneath, lips parted and swollen and twitching in anticipation.
“Mmhhnn—ah! C-Cas!” Dean choked, bucking his hips up as Cas devoured him, tongue plunging deep between folds slick with heat, so much slick it gushed down Cas’ chin, viscous and fragrant, and Cas drank it, moaned into it, eyes fluttering shut.
The alpha’s tongue danced between Dean’s folds, over his clit, then lower—lower—tongue slurping slick and spit around Dean’s throbbing slick-slick-slick pussy before diving lower to his twitching hole, pink and puffy and already clenching, hungry. Cas pushed his face into it, ate like a man starved, biting the fat curves of Dean’s cheeks, tongue pushing into that aching ring of muscle until Dean was sobbing, back arching off the mattress, legs trembling in silk restraints tied lovingly in crimson shibari knots to the headboard.
“Ah—ah, alpha, C-Cas, it’s too much, I—!”
“No, baby,” Cas said, voice guttural, breaking from Dean’s ass just long enough to growl it into the meat of his inner thigh, where he sank his teeth hard enough to leave a bloom of bruised possessiveness. “You can take it. You’re my omega, sweetheart, mine to eat, mine to claim, mine to breed—mine.”
Dean moaned, voice airy and fluttery, his belly already swollen, lightly round, a lovely promise of what Cas had bred into him. Cas pressed his palm against it and moaned again. “You’re gonna get bigger, love,” he muttered against Dean’s navel, licking a wide hot stripe up the center. “Gonna fill you over and over until you’re dripping me for days.”
“Please do it, alpha,” Dean whimpered, tongue wet on his lips, one nipple between his fingers, squeezing, milking a thin line of milk out that caught the warm lamplight like nectar. “Breed me, alpha—stuff me full, make it take— ruin me…”
Cas surged up, mouth latched to that leaking nipple in a second, sucking deep, nose buried in Dean’s skin. His tongue swirled, flicked, lapped, while one hand slid between Dean’s thighs again to pump two fingers into his pussy—schlick, schlick, schlick—curling up against that sweet spot that made Dean shriek and shudder.
“You love this, sweetheart,” Cas whispered darkly into Dean’s throat, where the mating mark pulsed red and raw, bitten over and over. He dragged his tongue across it, then sank his teeth in again. Dean convulsed.
“I love you,” Dean whimpered, arching his back, presenting like a good omega, heat radiating in waves. “Love being yours, always yours, I need your cock, need it in both holes, wanna be full—please, alpha, fill me—ahh—!”
Cas needed no more prompting. He unbuckled the golden cock cage from Dean’s trapped little cock, the skin sensitive and swollen, pre-cum pooling immediately over his belly. Dean gasped at the release, thighs twitching, and Cas licked the little shaft slowly, delicately, then sucked it down all at once until Dean wailed, tears beading in his lashes.
“Too sensitive,” Dean cried. “T-too much…”
Cas only smiled. “You say that every time but I know you're gonna take it, baby.” He blew over it, then bit the head—just a little—and Dean screamed.
His cock was already rock hard, massive, wet with lube and precum and the sheer need of watching his omega cry for him. He slathered Dean’s pussy with spit and slick and shoved into him hard—deeper, deeper—Dean’s belly pushing out as Cas’ knot kissed his hole. Then Cas pulled out and shoved into his ass in one brutal thrust.
Dean’s whole body convulsed—one cock, two holes, knot grinding against the rim of his pussy, his ass clenching around Cas like a vice.
“Oh, alpha!” Dean sobbed, fists curled, knuckles white against the ropes.
“Open for me, omega” Cas commanded. “Open up, take it, let me in.”
Dean screamed as Cas shoved into his pussy again, both holes stretching, muscles trembling. Cas fucked both openings with his slick-soaked cock, alternating holes, making Dean whimper with every thick push, every stretch and pop.
His knot shoved in hard and locked—slurp-pop!—Dean’s pussy spasming around it, gushing slick all over the sheets.
“C-Cas, I’m gonna come, I’m gonna—!”
“Do it, omega,” Cas snarled, licking into Dean’s mouth, devouring his moans. “Come for me. Squirt for me. Milk me, my omega—”
Dean came in waves, body jerking, milk dripping from both nipples, pussy milking Cas’ knot while his ass fluttered helplessly around nothing, already gaping.
Cas poured into him, a flood of alpha cum painting his insides, pulse after pulse of heat as his knot swelled tight and locked them together. He rutted deeper, possessive, hands gripping Dean’s hips bruisingly.
“You’re mine. My omega. My little meal, my baby-maker, my everything.”
Dean blinked up at him, bliss-drunk, cock twitching pathetically, mouth smeared with Cas’ spit, cheeks rosy from bite marks. “Did you enjoy your meal?” he whispered again, and Cas grinned like a predator over a feast.
He dropped to Dean’s chest, licked a trail from nipple to neck to lips, biting softly, reverently, before whispering against his omega’s mouth, “Yes, baby. I loved it. You were delicious as always.”
And then he licked everywhere again. Every. Single. Inch.