Taming A Jaguar Chapter Fourteen pt. 2 (Dean/Castiel)
Title - Taming A Jaguar Chapter Fourteen pt. 2
Disclaimer - Don't own any of the characters, I just lock myself in my room and make them bend to my muse's will.
Rating - M ladies and gents, enjoy.
Word Count - 8,100
Warning - Gender!swap. Werewolf!AU. Eventually there will be smexy times of every type. There will also eventually be attempted sexual assault but not between the main couple. Also major character death more than once.
Summary - Using his second chance at life Castiel Novak comes back from Hell twenty years after his death to find his soul mate, the last face to swim before his eyes, the stranger than mourned the end of a werewolf's life. Unfortunately Adeana Winchester hunts his kind and is so far down the road of hatred it will take all the power Castiel has gained in his afterlife and all his charms to sway the hunter's stubborn point of view.
Back to Chapter Fourteen pt. 1!
Dean snatched Samantha back before she could get into the elevator. “I’m still faster than you.”
“I know you hate them as much as me! How do you do it?” Samantha hissed.
“I don’t hate them,” Dean shook her head. “At least not as much as I would have if I hadn’t met Castiel. He reminded me that not all of them are monsters, not if they don’t have to be,” Dean glanced around the hallway to keep aware of patrols, although there would be less down inside the actual compound.
“Is a mate all that you say?”
“I can’t really explain it,” Dean took Samantha’s arm to try and guide her back into the infirmary. “All I can say is it’s definitely something worth living for,” Dean leaned in. “Castiel came back from Hell to find me.”
“Your mother,” Samantha shook her head as if to clear the tears from her voice. “I can imagine but I think what she had…What you have…That would be something meaningful.”
“That’s an understatement,” Dean laughed. “Believe me--” Dean turned to look back toward the infirmary as a flare of energy came from behind her.
“What was that?”
Dean turned to meet Samantha’s curious gaze but didn’t pause more to answer just darted back the way they’d come. “Gabriel!” Dean called as she entered the room but what was inside made her eyes go wide. “Castiel?”
Castiel reached for her his knees buckling as she neared him. “Where is he?”
Dean lowered down with him taking his face in her hands, “That’s what I was going to ask you.”
“He said he didn’t want to condemn you both to hell,” Gabriel murmured his voice much stronger than before. He was now sitting up on his own in the bed. “Especially if he wasn’t going to be getting any.”
“Just like that demon to make a kind gesture seem sinful,” Dean moved to help Castiel into a nearby chair, squeezing his hands.
“He also mentioned not being allowed to stay if he healed me,” Gabriel swung his legs around to push to his feet, his hands tearing at the useless bandages.
Samantha hesitated as she moved to touch him like she might hurt him again, “How did he heal you?”
“Later Sammy,” Gabriel shook his head as Kevin came through the doorway and his jaw dropped. “Could you get me something that won’t show my ass?”
“Gabriel you…”
“No time to explain you’ll just have to take my word on it. You can test my blood later,” Gabriel quickly finished unwinding the bandages around his head and he was whole and hearty underneath. “If you feel like it but this is a magic you’re totally unfamiliar with.”
Kevin moved out of the room after a few moments and returned with a set of blue scrubs. “You look perfectly healthy.”
“I am, and I’m sure you understand there are miracles in this world that are best left unquestioned,” Gabriel gave the doctor an intense stare and Kevin nodded leaving the room again.
“I don’t understand…” Samantha apparently didn’t mind questioning the miracle.
“He made a deal,” Castiel murmured standing as he regained his bearings, his body was much more comfortable now that he was alone in it. “That is the only way.”
“Gabriel,” Dean frowned.
“I promised to make her happy,” Gabriel shrugged, reaching out to take Samantha’s hand after he finished pulling on the pants and slipped out of the gown. “Make her want to keep her life and I would keep mine.”
“Damn poetic demon.”
“Said you had to make up for your sins or you would be visiting him when you died,” Gabriel shook his head. “I’d rather be damned than let that happen.” He turned to Dean. “Now either you two need to be alone or I need to escort you out of here.”
Surprised at Gabriel’s words Dean gave her watch another glance then looked up at Castiel. They had time.
“Let’s go,” Dean nodded.
Gabriel pulled the scrub top on over his head after removing the swaths of bandages around his torso. “Let’s be off then,” He turned and held his hand out to Samantha who looked at it as if it were a snake that would bite her. “Come on,” he took her hand and leaned in to kiss her softly.
Even though the kiss seemed chaste the dazed look Samantha gave Gabriel was still very heated, not to mention the small room was quickly permeated with lust. Dean was beginning to see how everyone--even the non-furry--could see how obvious a lycanthrope was with their mate.
They didn’t run into anyone on their way upstairs. Nearly to the exit they were stopped by a returning patrol of four Lumberjacks.
Dean wished she were taller so she could hide Castiel but she needn’t have worried he wasn’t what attracted their attention; it was the itch Samantha gave their marks.
“Sir!” One younger girl exclaimed in surprise.
“Natalie,” Gabriel nodded. “Step aside.”
“You were sent to the infirmary.”
“My wounds were greatly exaggerated,” Gabriel lied.
“You’ve been infected,” Another moaned. “You’ve been compromised.”
“No,” Gabriel shook his head, but how could anyone explain how he’d healed?
“Just calm down Sir, you haven’t harmed anyone…” The girl pulled her gun, training it on Castiel and Dean didn’t hesitate to step in front of him.
“Move Dean, we won’t hesitate,” The other actually pulled his gun on Samantha and Gabriel growled and moved her behind him.
“Back off Lewis,” Gabriel ordered, the authority in his voice unmistakable, it wasn’t the man but the mate talking. “I will end you boy.”
“Sir, don’t make me do this! Do you know how many of us she’s killed?” Lewis didn’t lower his gun. “I will shoot.”
“Do it then,” Gabriel shouted. “They’ll both be on you quicker than you can blink and you’ll have just killed me.”
Dean jumped as the gun sang but Gabriel didn’t fall.
“You are very lucky that didn’t hurt, or I’d make your death more painful,” A familiar dusky skinned man in an all red suit hissed as the bullet lost impetus against the pressed lapel and tumbled in its flattened state down his chest to his waiting hand. For only a moment he held up the shrapnel to examine it between thumb and index finger before flicking the flattened bullet straight through the Lumberjack’s skull.
Lewis screamed as he was enveloped in fire and reduced to ash quicker than a human body should to normal fire. Both remaining Lumberjacks foolishly opened up on Lucifer and received much the same treatment.
“Now what the hell do you want?” Dean growled stepping toward him. “I still have time.”
“Don’t play the fool,” Lucifer turned glowing eyes on her and she felt Castiel try to pull her back. “I came for my guardian.”
“He left, I am surprised you are not punishing him now,” Castiel pulled Dean closer.
“I’d love to,” Lucifer hissed. “If he’d stop fucking around thinking himself free.”
“He made a deal, you should understand those fine,” Gabriel moved toward him.
“Gabriel--” Dean warned.
“Don’t worry kitten I’ll be fine,” Gabriel assured her before turning back to the devil. “You should find yourself far…far away from here Sir,” He stopped close almost touching him. “You’ve kept me away from her but you let down your guard and I’m here to stay.”
Dean saw the fire lick out along his skin as he gave a shout and shook the very walls. “Damn you dog!” He screamed at Gabriel.
“Too late.”
Lucifer actually snarled before He went up in flames.
Gabriel turned in time to get slammed into the wall Dean’s sword at his throat. “Not that I’m not thankful for the exorcism but--”
“Kitten I agreed to this,” Gabriel murmured very still under her blade.
“Adeana?”
“Not now Samantha!” Dean warned. “What do you mean?”
“Son of a bitch…” Dean pulled back and looked toward Samantha who was looking back angry and scared.
“You should be getting home,” Gabriel advised. “You haven’t got long.”
“What are you going to do?” Samantha demanded.
“You’ll see,” Dean muttered cryptically before grabbing Castiel’s hand, leading him out the front door.
“What the hell is going on Sweetheart,” Castiel asked bewildered. “And I do not want to hear, ‘We do not have time.’ I know you cannot get us home any quicker silently.”
Dean gave him a kitty growl and squeezed his hand until he yelped in pain. “Sorry.”
“Sure,” Castiel laughed. “Tell me why I should not go back there and beat Cerberus out of that poor old man.”
“You’d have to kill him to get him out,” Dean guessed. “Gabriel let Cerberus in on purpose. Plus I’m about to screw you mad, do you really want to go back?”
“No ma’am,” Castiel got in the car and buckled up for what would -- no doubt -- be a wild ride. “They are mates?”
“What sense do you have that I don’t that let’s you see that kind of shit?”
“Just a guess,” Castiel shrugged. “When he was part me, before I infected Samantha he did not even hesitate,” Castiel watched scenery speeding by far too fast. “But he was attracted. I thought nothing of it since he has the hots for anything female.”
“Gee, thanks.”
“Now, now…” Castiel put his hand on hers where it gripped the gear shift. “You do not want to start a fight now, trust me.”
“I get to bite you…Might be better to be a little angry…”
“I do not want you taking a piece out of me,” Castiel laughed. “Not this time anyway.”
Dean paused before the gate to her driveway and made a writing motion across her palm. “I’ll remember that.”
“I hope so,” Castiel reached for his seatbelt but Dean gave him a look not even paying attention as they rolled through the opening gate and her expression stopped him. “Now?”
Dean put the car in park and cut the motor as she yanked off her seatbelt, “Yes.”
Castiel took off the seatbelt while she closed the gates behind them and ducked out of the car. Dean gave the keys a toss into the seat and raced after him into the trees.
Dean gave her jaguar a scratch and poured on the speed spilling through the holes in the leaves until she caught another glimpse of him in the trees ahead. She egged her jaguar on moving even closer as her legs moved faster.
She was up in the trees before she even thought of climbing them, gaining considerable ground as she did.
Dean laughed when she realized he was right. Her heart was beating fast in excitement.
He gazed up at her with a serious look on his face, Castiel’s hands cupped her breasts.
Castiel pulled her down to kiss her.
Dean watched his eyes roll back as she gave her hips a wiggle, she could feel him pressed along the line of her ass.
“That’s it?”
Castiel only groaned unintelligibly and nodded vigorously. He felt her go still and smelled tears.
Castiel propped himself up on his elbow and reached up to catch a tear as she blinked with his thumb.
“Is that some kind of fat joke?” Castiel murmured against her lips and he went tense as her nails dug into his shoulders at his attempt at levity.
“No,” Castiel shook his head. “I would never do that to you. It was unintentional when I started my part of the ritual...” His eyes moved to the mark he’d made on her neck and she gasped as she felt a finger of his power shiver over it.
“I know, that’s why…I don’t understand how you ended up being my mate.”
“You are my equal: one who has great power but shouldn’t, someone who is capable of great kindness but was never allowed to show it,” Castiel’s fingers did a tickling caress along her belly button. “And we are both ruthless but full of sorrow after.”
“When you say it like that…” Dean shook her head in disbelief.
“Mm-hm,” Castiel gave her one of his playful grins. “So I love the feel of your body-do not get me wrong--but I think we are supposed to be doing something.” Castiel gave her a wiggle of his eyebrows and she smiled.
“You told me I needed to think of my feelings for you Wolf,” Dean leaned down her breasts pressed tight against his chest. “I’m just trying to do it right.”
Castiel shivered as her hot breath whispered along his neck, “You are more lycanthrope than you think, baby you cannot get it wrong.”
He moved his hands down her soft skin his fingers gripping her hips as she leaned over him, moving her ass close enough for him to reach down and cup.
“Now, now,” Dean gasped as his shaft moved against her.
“You did not think there was just biting involved did you?” Castiel whispered turning his head just enough to move his lips against her mark.
“You didn’t mention that part Wolf.”
“I did not know that it would be such a problem,” Castiel tilted his head exposing more throat to her. “Is it?”
“I just want to do it right. I don’t want to lose you again.”
“Then you know what you need to do, I take care of the rest,” Castiel closed his eyes to the sizzle of power along the edge of her teeth as they pressed into his neck.
Her body trembled as his wolf felt her hesitance and coaxed her power higher.
Dean did too but she was scared. Even as the unknown stole her courage away Dean drove it away with power. She wasn’t going to ruin her second chance. Fear had taken Castiel from her once she wouldn’t let it again.
Her mother had been brave enough to do anything to stay with and protect her mate…
She felt little resistance to her teeth as she bit down hard and quick. She only had a moment to feel her jaguar jump to the surface before Castiel gave a thrust of his hips and was inside her.
She grabbed blindly for his hands and wove their fingers tight together. She squeezed as her jaguar curled and pounced, straining against her fragile control. She knew it should have been painful but the feel of Castiel inside her and him in her teeth only made it feel better.
Castiel had felt it before in submissives young to their power. When he’d been young before he’d died he had dozens of partners shift mid-coitus; it hadn’t been pleasant to begin with and the shift hadn’t made it better.
It ached when she withdrew her teeth but she made up for it by running her tongue along the bite. “Cas…” Her voice was deeper than it had ever been.
She shook her head as she felt an orgasm already coiling inside her. She gasped as Castiel’s motions sped up and she felt that he was close too.
Dean only had a second to try and compute his thought before what had been a trickle of wolfy energy became a flash flood as he opened the gates. His energy rushed through her, and like always her jaguar matched him and it was too much. She struggled for control but as she met Castiel’s silver eyes he shook his head. He smiled up at her and as their orgasm ripped through them it tore a scream from her throat that put real jaguars to shame.
Castiel’s howl mixed with her feline roar in the moonlight as she felt the bond they’d just forged. She couldn’t explain how she felt it, it was just there and she knew it would be until the day they died.
She collapsed on top of him her breath coming hard, her body buzzing with more power than she’d ever called. She heard Castiel laugh, his chest rumbling with his mirth under her cheek. “What?” She panted as she ran her tongue along her teeth and noticed her canines had gotten larger, but they were already returning to normal.
Dean closed her eyes and heard the speeding heartbeat under her ear. She was going to ask what he was talking about when she realized it.
She was purring.
The End