Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod
Title: Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Castiel/Dean/Gabriel
Rating: NC-17
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Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Threesome.
Summary: For morganoconner who I think I might be willing to do anything for. She has a power over me. This is a story to go along with this art by the fabulous lilchibibunny
Thank you so much moonofblindness you are so awesome!
Winkin', Blinkin', and Nod
It’s the morning light coming through the window that wakes Dean. He has a moment of confusion; because waking up to the sounds of birds chirping and comfortable warmth at his back is still something he’s trying to get used to.
Most of his life he’s woken up to yelling or things being tossed on his head. This is a huge improvement. He stretches long, and relaxed in the bed, and bumps into a solid form at his side. There’s a grunt and Dean smiles as he rolls over to pick his head up and look at his two lovers curled around each other in the bed.
“I thought angels don’t sleep,” Dean teases while he rubs the side of his foot against one of their calves. It’s hard to tell who it’s attached to the way they’re all wrapped up but Dean doesn’t think it really matters anymore.
“Not sleeping.” Cas mumbles into Gabriel’s neck. There’s some squirming as the angel shifts and repositions under the blankets.
“Looks like sleeping to me,” Dean chuckles as he reaches out to ruffle the angel’s dark hair.
“Just comfy,” Gabriel hums before pressing a kiss to Cas’ forehead and reaching out the hand that’s not holding Cas close to his side to rub it along Dean’s cheek. “Good morning.”
“Morning,” Dean offers, and snorts as he feels the flush beginning on his neck. It’s something about the way Gabriel looks at him when they’re all together and quiet; when they’re being gentle with each other. Like Dean makes something in the archangel’s grace light up; like Dean’s something precious and dear.
“I’m going to shower,” Dean manages to choke out before he scrambles out of the bed, and flees to the safety of the bathroom away from the intensity of his bedmates.
He catches Gabriel’s sharp bark of commentary when the door shuts behind him even though Dean can’t make out what the angel is saying. As he slips under the warm spray of water Dean catches Cas’ deep rumbling voice in response. He wonders what they’re talking about; probably him.
It’s awkward but Dean’s grateful. It wasn’t that long ago that the two angels couldn’t stand to be in the same room together without going for each other’s throats. They had worked their way through months of fighting and bickering about everything while Dean had been stuck in the middle of the whole thing. Torn between his loyalty and affection to Cas and his undeniable, and often unwanted, attraction to Gabriel.
Sam had finally had enough and told Dean he was getting off the ride. He’s hunting with Bobby now while Dean was told to take six months and figure it out. It had been scary to see how much his confusion had been affecting everyone. Dean had eventually just locked them all in a hotel room together and demanded they come to some kind of agreement.
To his shock the two stubborn angels decided to share him.
They worked out boundaries and schedules, and Dean’s love life suddenly started to feel like a full time job that he never got paid for. When he was with one he missed the other; they would still hiss and spit at each other all the time over who deserved him more or who he spent time with last. Dean’s solution hadn’t solved anything; it had just taken something boiling over and put it on simmer.
“This has to stop,” he had told them one night when they were trading him off like a prisoner of war.
Then he had gone to get coffee and told them to work it out or leave him alone for good. It had hurt so bad thinking he was going to lose them both. But Dean’s never been able to stand having half of anything. It’s always all or nothing for him and most of the time he ends up with nothing.
They were holding hands when he came back and Dean’s always suspected there was something else between them slowly, carefully, blending together that he couldn’t see. From that moment things have been changing, growing between the three of them; irritation and agitation melting into comforting touches and tender caresses. Dean still gets hard just thinking about watching them kiss that first time. Gabriel was so tense he was rigid, and Cas so nervous his whole body was shaking. They had bumped noses and jerked away glaring only to smile and work their way back into a slow press of their mouths.
It had been so hot watching them learn the way they each liked to be touched.
“You’re going to be a huge prune,” Gabriel’s voice sounds from the other side of the curtain and startles Dean out of his thoughts.
“How long have I been in here?” he asks sheepishly.
“Long enough for us to rally a search party,” Gabriel snorts. “You coming out or do we need to squeeze in?”
It’s tempting; the idea of the three of them warm and wet together. But the shower’s way too small. “I’m coming out,” Dean mutters with disappointment that must be obvious.
“If you want,” Gabriel smiles as he tugs back the curtain “Tonight I can snap us someplace where the water is always warm and no one will bother us.”
Dean groans at the implication as Gabriel hands him a towel and switches places with him in the cramped shower. “Cas got breakfast. I’m going to clean up and I’ll be right out.”
Dean dries himself off and makes his way out of the steam filled bathroom into the motel suite that Cas has clearly used his mojo to clean up.
“Coffee?” he asks and makes a happy noise of gratitude when Cas passes him a cup made just perfect for him.
“You spoil me.”
“Yes we do,” Cas rumbles and Dean looks up to see the angel smiling at him; blue eyes warm and lips just a little swollen still. It’s a silent invitation Dean has no intension of ignoring.
Gabriel comes out of the bathroom a few moments later to find Dean sitting in the motel chair wearing just a towel while Cas is sprawled on Dean’s lap. He pauses for a moment to watch them just be with each other. It makes his grace ache. Dean and Cas are very much in love. Dean opens for Cas and gives himself over to Cas in way that he just doesn’t when he’s with Gabriel and it hurts. Sometimes Gabriel feels like he’s trying to make himself fit somewhere that he’s not needed or wanted.
Cas is moaning softly and Gabriel watches as Dean’s fingers tug and twist over the other angel’s nipple before sweeping over the soft pajama pants that are all Cas is wearing to palm over his hardening dick. Cas’ hips roll with the caress, and Gabriel sucks in a breath at the sight of them together.
It’s enough to draw his brother’s attention. “Gabriel,” Cas breathes and beckons him over.
Gabriel lets his towel drop as he crosses the room. He’s not going to need it that much is clear. Cas squirms around to meet him opening his mouth easily and squirming to rub against Gabriel’s form. Cas’ grace proves just as greedy as his body as it reaches up and wraps around Gabriel’s tugging him in and breathing new warmth into him as they touch. Gabriel knows it’s not something that Dean is aware of but the connection to another angel, denied to Gabriel for so long, is a gift and he’s eternally grateful for the link they’ve been building.
“Take off his pants,” Dean commands from behind them; and Gabriel’s startled for just a second because he was so lost in their grace that he forgot that Cas was sitting on top of his other lover.
Gabriel moans as he notices Dean’s opened his towel as well, and he’s just sitting there naked and beautiful while two angels make out in his lap. Dean notices Gabriel’s observation and chuckles as he tangles his fingers into Gabriel’s hair and drags him off of Cas’ mouth to claim him for his own.
Gabriel’s not going to complain about that. Cas is pressing hard and sure where Gabriel’s wings would be if they weren’t in vessels, and Dean’s fucking his mouth open with his tongue. Dean ends the kiss by pulling Gabriel away by his hair and murmuring, “Get him naked baby. I want to fuck him while you suck him off.”
Cas lets out a wanton noise of pleasure and writhes between them. Gabriel chuckles, his younger sibling is adorably easy to arouse. He takes pity on the other angel and tugs on the pants until they slip down and puddle at their feet.
The archangel slides to his knees and laps at Cas’ dick, while Dean pushes the other angel’s weight onto Gabriel while he works Cas open with two fingers. “He’s still loose you know,” Dean comments conversationally, like they’re watching something on TV. “He’s still a little wet from where you fucked him last night.”
Gabriel makes a noise so desperate and hungry that he’ll swear it never happened later, but when Dean grabs a hold of Cas’ hips and tugs him backward until he’s sitting back on Dean’s lap with the hunter’s dick now filling him up, Gabriel scrambles forward into position at their feet and mewls as Dean grabs Cas’ dick and angles it down toward his mouth.
Gabriel rolls his eyes shut, and sucks his brother’s dick in as far as he can. He sets up a slow rhythm while Cas moans and his grace tugs and yanks on Gabriel’s.
“Please,” Cas whimpers, “I need more.”
“Can’t move here baby,” Dean growls. “You want more you’re going to have to work for it. It’s all up to you.”
Holy shit Gabriel wishes he was taping this he bets it’s an awesome show.
Cas grabs at his hair and uses more then human strength to hold Gabriel’s head immobile while he starts fucking into Gabriel’s mouth. The way he’s working his hips pushes his dick into Gabriel’s mouth, and on the withdrawal he works Dean’s dick back and forth in his wonderfully tight ass. Cas is fucking himself on both of them and if the noises he’s making are any indication, Gabriel’s going to volunteer to be next. He can feel it building even as Cas does; his cries getting louder and his movements loosing control. Gabriel’s mouth is watering and he’s clinging to his brother’s thighs when Cas tosses his head back and howls loudly enough to bust the bedside lamp as he pours come down Gabriel’s throat.
He’s disoriented in the aftermath and his grace tangles with Gabriel’s seeking comfort and support. Gabriel eases him down from the peak with endless affection, and Cas tangles their fingers together over his heart as he mumbles, “I love you both so much.”
“Love you to Cas,” Dean offers shakily and Gabriel chokes out, “Me too.”
It’s not the first time that’s happened. But Dean and Gabriel have never voiced their feelings for each other. Gabriel doesn’t even know how to begin allowing a human to know that he has so much power over Gabriel’s grace.
It’s not that he doesn’t trust Dean; it’s the fear of rejection that drives him to maintain his silence.
“How do you want to do this Gabriel?” Dean whispers and it’s enough to draw his attention away from Cas’ relaxed grace.
Gabriel’s confused for a minute until Cas chuckles and mutters, “Want to watch him fuck you.”
Dean hasn’t come yet. Gabriel’s eyes shoot to the human’s face and there’s something behind Dean’s eyes that makes Gabriel think Dean held out for this, for him.
“You want him to fuck me?” Gabriel questions because he’s so hard he’s aching and that sounds so good.
“I want you to fuck him,” Cas corrects and Gabriel’s mouth drops open the same time Dean takes a loud shaky breath. They’ve never done it that way. Dean trusts Cas enough to give up control to him, but he’s never offered and Gabriel’s never asked.
He wants it though, so much to be allowed that type of intimacy.
“You’ll have to get up for that to happen,” Dean chuckles and then bites his lip and hisses, and Cas moves and stands to tug Dean up by the hand and lead him to the bed. They both watch as Cas sprawls himself on the mattress and motions for them to follow. Dean ends up on his back with his head propped on Cas’ stomach while Gabriel stands by his ankles and reaches out a hesitant hand to stroke along the top of Dean’s foot.
“Are you sure?” Gabriel whispers lowly.
“Gabriel,” Dean huffs as some of the tension seeps out of his body. “Stop acting like you’re a guest here or some shit. Come here.”
Dean spreading his thighs is the most beautiful thing Gabriel thinks he’s ever seen. Cas hands him lube while Gabriel slips onto the bed kneeling between Dean’s legs. The archangel watches while Cas smoothes his hand through Dean’s hair and Dean nips playfully at the angel’s slender fingers as they sweep over his cheek and past his mouth.
The hunter barely jerks when Gabriel presses a slick finger up and inside. Dean keeps his attention on Cas, as he rubs over Dean’s nipples and sweeps up to push two fingers into Dean’s mouth telling him to suck; while Gabriel pants, and aches, and works a second finger inside.
They stay connected like this until Gabriel’s sliding his third finger inside and Dean is covered in a sheen of sweat. Gabriel swallows as he watches Dean work his hips slowly against Gabriel’s touch. He slips his fingers out and files away the desperate whimper Dean makes in the back of his mind so he can remember it later when he’s alone.
Cas stays a silent but supportive presence until Gabriel’s sliding his dick into Dean as carefully as he can. The urge to just grab and take and claim is strong and Gabriel’s never really had a lot of patience.
“Look at him,” Cas demands, and Dean takes a shaky breath as he turns his attention toward Gabriel.
Neither of them speak, and Gabriel keeps thrusting slowly, deeply as he tries to stay together and hold his grace inside. Dean’s biting his lip and his hands are clenched in the sheets while Gabriel leans forward over him. The human looks tense and afraid.
“Tell him Gabriel,” Cas orders and Gabriel growls a negative with a shake of his head.
“Tell him,” the angel barks and Gabriel gasps and closes his eyes. It’s too much. He can’t risk the intimacy.
There are shaking fingers on his face and when Gabriel opens his eyes it’s Dean that’s reached out to him. “Gabriel,” he breathes. “Please.”
“I love you,” Gabriel blurts with a sudden thrust of his hips that makes Dean gasp and writhe. “I love you and I want to be able to stay here with you so badly. I don’t want to be the third wheel. I want to belong; I want you to want me to be here. I know I’m not easy to live with, and I know you wish I was different, but I am what I am. I just want you to want me, to keep me.”
He knows his face is flaming red, and he can feel Cas reach out and try to sooth his twisted grace. Dean face splits in a wide smile before he tugs Gabriel’s head down and tucks it into his neck while he pushes his hips up on Gabriel’s next thrust down. “I love you too dumb ass,” Dean pants. “Don’t you dare go anywhere.”
Gabriel feels it when his grace starts to slip. He covers Dean’s eyes and lets it all go.
Dean comes and then passes out while Gabriel collapses and Cas leans up to run his fingers through Gabriel’s now exposed feathers.
“Welcome home,” Cas murmurs, and Gabriel doesn’t even bother to wipe away his tears.