32 Flavors and Then Some Part 1
Title: 32 Flavors and Then Some
Author: Gedry
Pairings: Castiel/Dean/Gabriel
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 4400
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. I am making no profit from this fanfiction.
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Threesome.
Summary: For arialyre who wanted threesome bonding/claiming. This is a follow up to Winkin’, Blinkin’, and Nod
32 Flavors and Then Some
Dean’s in love.
In love.
That’s something he never thought he would say. It’s heartwarming and terrifying at the same time; and the far away looks he gets in his eyes when he’s out on a job with Sam are enough to make his brother groan, and roll his eyes, and smack Dean on the back of his head.
Dean loves and is loved in return by not one but two angels. He figures a few head slaps are pretty even pay out for something so wonderful. He and Sam have been out on a job for three days. Dean’s antsy; misses his lovers more than he thought possible and has found sleeping alone intolerable. This relationship has changed him, molded him into someone different. He doesn’t ever want to be alone again.
Dean finds himself touching little items at gas stations or grocery stores that he halfway thinks his lovers would like. Nothing expensive; just candy bars and magazines, the occasional rose. He embarrasses himself half the time but Sam’s kind enough not to comment.
On the ride to the middle-of-nowhere town that they are supposed to hook back up with his angels in, Dean gets phone call. Once he answers he’s glad he let Sam drive.
“Hello?”
“Hey Dean!” Gabriel’s voice is cheerful. “When do you think you’ll be here?”
“An hour or so,” Dean answers while he ignores the warmth spreading in his chest at just talking to one of his lovers.
“Well I guess I can stay occupied until then.” Gabriel sounds like he’s considering it thoughtfully but Dean knows that’s an act.
“What are you doing?” Dean asks when he picks up on this weird squeaking noise in the background.
“Not much,” Gabriel sounds like he’s grinning but there’s a breathless tone to his voice as he adds, “I’m fucking Cas but that’s about it.”
“You’re what?!”
It says something about the amount of faith Dean has in Gabriel that he’s suddenly, achingly hard.
“I’m fucking Cas!” Gabriel repeats. “You wanna talk to him? Here.”
There’s shuffling and someone on their end of the phone lets out a whimper. Dean hears something that sounds like the phone is being dragged over the gravel out front but he keeps his cell pressed tight to his ear for fear of missing a single minute.
“Hello Dean.” Cas’ voice is rough and broken as he speaks.
Dean’s momentarily struck dumb.
“Dean?” Cas repeats, but it’s the hum of pleasure that creeps out after the angel says his name that prompts Dean to speak again.
“You okay Cas?” He asks while he shifts positions and tries to turn as much of his back to Sam as he can. He so does NOT need his brother knowing what’s going on right now.
“I miss you,” Cas pants. The squeaking noise is getting louder and faster and the angel groans shamelessly into the phone while Dean squirms and bites his lips.
“What are you doing?” Dean questions. He wants to know even if it is a terrible idea. Dean starts silently willing Sam to drive faster.
“I’m on the bed,” Cas gasps out followed by a keening noise Dean’s heard him make a few times before. “Gabriel’s inside me, from behind. He’s standing at the foot of the bed and I’m kneeling. It’s so good Dean. He makes me feel so good. But we missed you and he said we should call. He said you would want to hear us. Do you want to?”
“Yes,” Dean whispers and it’s almost a hiss. The image is red hot and Dean’s pants are suddenly way too tight.
“He won’t let me come until you get here,” Cas continues after a ragged breath. “Every time I get close he stops.” There’s a pause and Dean catches some shifting and panting before the squeaking stops suddenly and Cas lets out a frustrated moan. “He’s being so mean to me Dean. Make him stop.” There’s another pause and then Cas is flat out begging “No, no, no, no….”
“What?” Dean asks; concerned by Cas’ pitiful tone.
“He pulled out,” Cas complains and Dean smiles as he imagines the angel; hair rumpled, eyes glazed over, lips curved into a pout. Only Gabriel can get Cas to lose his reserved façade so totally. Dean doesn’t even come close. They’ve clearly been at this for hours for Cas to be willing to plead.
“What now?” Dean whispers. Cas is making this choked sound over and over.
“He’s…ugh….fingering me.” Dean can hear Gabriel talking and Cas shakily says, “Talk to Gabriel, I can’t focus.”
Dean’s heart is pounding so hard he’s sure it’s going to burst. “Hey sexy,” Gabriel announces into the phone like he’s been watching TV. “I’ve got him up to three fingers now. You should see how good he looks like this; all covered in sweat and shaking. He’s moaning so hard the lamp cracked and I can see his grace starting to shine out behind his eyes. Don’t let him fool you Dean. I may have started it but it was his idea to wait until you get here to finish.”
“Gabriel,” Dean murmurs. He has no idea what he wants to say.
“Better start talking Dean,” Gabriel warns. “If you just keep repeating our names and squirming Sam’s going to know you’re having phone sex in the passenger seat and he’s going to be pissed.”
“The hunt was a bust,” Dean blurts loud enough that Sam jerks the wheel and glares at him. “Turns out it was just a bunch of idiot kids rigging up a house to scare their high school friends. We scared the shit out of them though. It was pretty cool.”
Dean keeps talking about anything he can think of; dinner on Tuesday at the shitty Mexican place, the hotel décor, Sam tripping in the mud and ruining his shoes. The whole time Gabriel murmurs, “Uh huh,” interspersed with, “Giving him my dick again now. He’s been begging so nicely. I don’t think you’re going to make it Dean. I think he’s going to come before you get here.”
“Please,” Dean whispers and hears Cas brokenly saying the same thing.
“You want me to let him?” Gabriel asks with a chuckle.
“Yes.” Dean chokes out and then covers with a cough. There’s a pause and he hears the phone hit the floor on their end. For a long moment it’s just static and then Gabriel’s back on the line.
“He came so hard it made my wings come out,” Gabriel teases. “I know how much you like it when I have them out for you.”
Dean can hear his heart beating in his ears.
“Cas?” he questions.
“Oh his are out too,” Gabriel comments. “All dark and rumpled; Cas says your going to think they’re ugly. That’s why he’s never shown them to you before. But I know you’ll love them. He’s so beautiful Dean. I love you both so much. Get here faster.”
“I love you too,” Dean whispers and slams the phone shut as he turns to his brother and demands, “PULL OVER!”
Sam jerks off to the side of the road and stares at Dean in alarm. “What the hell Dean?”
“I have to pee and then I’m going to drive because you’re such a granny.” Dean’s already sliding out of the passenger seat and almost running into the woods. He comes in three strokes biting the inside of one arm to stay silent and cleaning himself up as fast as he can before stalking back to the car.
Sam’s already waiting in the passenger seat.
They hit the road and Dean’s sure he got away with it, before Sam suddenly bursts into giggles and has to swallow a couple of time before he gasps out, “You lasted longer than I thought.”
“FUCK YOU!”
It causes another fit of giggles.