CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS // REAL PERSON Prompts Post // November 1-15

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This post is for ANY AND ALL REAL PERSON PROMPTS. Persons from other fandoms are allowed as long as the main pairing includes one person from the Supernatural cast. Exceptions made for Jared, Jensen, and/or Misha's wives. Reminder: all prompts with people under the age of 18 should be posted to the underage post.

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FILLED : HONORBOUND - 26/? - Request: Jared/Jensen, knotting, arranged marriage, a/b/o

[anonymous]

Evaline jolts out of her head at the sound of Sean's deep sleepy baritone and the rustling of bedsheets he'd been under as he pushes himself upright to sit against the headboard. "Oh, Alpha..." The term once used to scold and hurt is now used as something of an endearment of respect and affection. She rises from her seat to come around the bed, sliding on the mattress to sit near Sean's thigh under the linens; her hand sculpts over the hidden shape, rising up to the apex of his legs. She can feel his power and strength even having slept for hours in her--their bed, a power he's exuded ever since the day she met him. Her hand reaches out to flutter over his buried abdomen, rubbing in a circle formation. "How's your bellyache tonight?" Evaline has become familiar with Sean's conduct when he gets this way, escaping and holing away in her bedrooms--her bed--as if one of his secondary Alphas will come searching for him and tattle. She's not ashamed of pulling down the sheets to exposed her Alpha's state of undress, but he seems to be in a "mood" where he only wants to cuddle and seek comfort.

Sean reacts with some offense, but then manages to bend low and curl his body so he can lay his weary head on Evaline's lap, wanting to feel her hands sift through his hair, massage his scalp; he's been craving her touch since before dinner, but she's kept herself, and her mind, elsewhere. He had thought coming to her rooms would suffice, but he'd had nothing but restless sleeping. "What? Why?" He groans out as he sighs with the feel of those fingertips flittering through his bangs, around his left ear. "Tha's not why I came to you, Evie..." Well, it hadn't been his initial reason.

"Oh, then--what?" Evaline peers down at Sean's face. Already his cheeks and jaw are darkened by the five-o'clock shadow, so she scratches lightly over the rough stubble, hearing him give out a "purr" at her undivided attention. She momentarily startles when Sean suddenly rises off her thigh, lids low over his dark irises as he sniffs and leans toward her radiating heat.

Sean shrugs, his hand lifting to pull down the halter undershirt Evaline wears like extra padding under her top shirts--like a bra when she doesn't feel up to confining her swelling flesh. He lets his fingers pet over the rounded stomach. "I'm not really sure..." Now that she's here, present and near, beside him and breathing into his face, warming him in the cool heat of her room, he'd much rather be intimate than talk. But he can't help feeling that his restlessness will keep him from truly relaxing with her and Evaline will hound him until he gives up the truth, tells her how he's feeling. Ugh. "Viv...an' Rett have been a bit much." Sean shakes his head as he watches the look of his thick fingers scraping up and down the softness of pale skin, smirking when he sees the goosebumps form in his wake. "With Jeff in the mix, all of them worried and nervous over Jar--" He stops to swallow hard, his shoulder sagging heavy. "I don't believe he'll come, and I hate to break their hearts."

Evaline leans her head against Sean's jaw, inhaling his scent and savoring his close heat with the added caresses that drive her mad with desire. "---because it will breaks yours so much more." She cups Sean's face, trailing her head up to rest against his temple and forehead. "Oh, my darlin' Alpha...why do you refuse to admit you've never stopped caring about him? You never even gave him a thought for this marriage--why?"

"Because--" Sean presses lips to Evaline's skin, closing his eyes, knowing he could confide anything to her and she would keep it safe. "---I fear it will be the one thing that will completely make him hate me. Destroy any chance of repair." He watches Evaline's hands drop to peek at what he might be wearing under the covers. "Boxers--what?" One side of his mouth lifts in a quirk. "Are you horny?" He dips to wrap his arms around her to pull her over his body, drag her backward with him toward the headboard, but her palms against his chest make him simply hold her.

"No...I just wanna make sure I'm not gonna parade you around the pups and cubs in all your fine Alpha glory."

FILLED : HONORBOUND - 27/? - Request: Jared/Jensen, knotting, arranged marriage, a/b/o

[anonymous]

Sean chuckles, leaning in to softly kiss his Omega's lips, then down her jaw to bury his face in her warm neck. "God...miss you more an' more lately. The, uh...other mates demand so much attention when they feel the unrest in the house." He's starting to low growl under his breath, not sure why these younger Omegas haven't adapted to the pack life as well as Vivien and Evaline have, how he keeps having to nurture them that things aren't as bad as they seem. "Strange how they don't mind one another, but frown when I mention Viv, or you..." He almost assumes they fear they would "move up" to some high status of Omega should either mating dissolve or the unrest disrupt the normal status quo. He knows they fear taking on anymore responsibility than what they have in the positions they now hold. They like the flash and flare of being by his side, making them look worthy, but they have no "substance" or strength deep inside to withstand any sort of chaos. Thankfully, they were a small comfort to one another, so Sean could take his leave once they settled together and bid him goodnight.

"Mostly me, right?" Evaline knows how much the Omegas fear her and turn frightened if they feel any slight disruption to the order of things in the house, which is why she tends to helm the Nursery and runs the caring and tending to the pups and cubs, even ones that aren't her full-blood. "I was first Omega, I am second spouse AND, I've been more like the other half of you..." She caresses Sean's cheek, then under his jutting chin. The younger Omegas "see" what Evaline does, and know they could never compare, and what if? they had to take Evaline's place, would they suffice?, were they enough to please their Alpha?

Sean leans into Evaline's palm. "---this is why I come to you when I'm feeling like this..."

"Like what?"

"Adrift. Unsure." Sean clears his throat as he leans forward, lips an inch away from Evaline's and noses slip-sliding, brows meshing. "This deal with Ackles is on-edge, at best. I have an Ace-card to play with the Son, and...I just want ONE thing to go right for me, for once. For the family business--the legacy I will leave my sons and daughters." He lifts hands to cup the sides of the thin neck, thumbs playing along the throat to the clavicle. "I want you and Viv, and the other mates, to be comfortable should I--?"

Evaline shuts her eyes, shaking her head as she presses fingers over Sean's lips. "Sssshhhh...you're still young by Alpha standards, Sean. I know you feel old, but you're healthy and fit, physically." Did she have to remind him that he'd produced several pups in the last two years, including the one she was carrying?

"Not like Jeff."

Evaline hates it when Sean tries to compare himself as Lead Alpha to his best friend from childhood. They were complete and total opposites, not just with being Were and Human. "Please. Jeff is human, and--he would look just like you, if he had the burdens you carry daily as Lead Alpha." She doesn't want to call out the fallacies of Sean's long-time friend, but it pains her to know that her Alpha holds such human characteristics as low self-esteem and envy.

"I don't like being this desperate, turning one of my cubs into a sacrificial lamb." Sean has constantly made Evaline aware of his true feelings about this "arrangement"; one of the main reasons he gets so sickly at night, unable to sleep. "I thought I could bear it with Rett, but--this notion of Jared being a second option..." It's slowly killing him to think of sending Jared away once again into a world unknown.

"---or, a first, and only option." Evaline feels the rise of excitement that she can bring her Alpha peace, possibly settle him into a sense of happiness that this is a good thing he was doing.

Sean wrinkles his brow in confusion. "Wha--what do you mean?" He cups her shoulders to hold her back a few inches to look deep into her eyes. "Eva, what do you know that I, or they don't?"

Re: FILLED : HONORBOUND - 27/? - Request: Jared/Jensen, knotting, arranged marriage, a/b/o

[anonymous]

Well #%&# I just realized I replied with my original comment to the prompt page not part 27. Anyway, this is wonderful! All the back story and world building that you put into it is fabulous. I can't wait for the next update.