#MOVE I'M GAY

Alec thought he was overthinking. Just to make conversation. But if the angel knows what he’s doing, then there isn’t for him to worry about. The angel is as old as time and he knows himself better than anyone else. The wolf simply needs to come to terms, he’s talking with a being that knows the ways around his life. “Alright, Feathers. If yea’ say so.” A smile stretched across his lips. A hand coming to the back of Castiel, stroking it. 

Birds chirping, the sound of a gentle breeze blowing through the trees is all Alec hears. Is this what a real vacation feels like? Just laying on the dirt floor with someone on you as you watch the clouds go by? Realizing this; he needs more vacations such as these. “Think we should go back and see what i can cook up? Or do you wanna stay here a little longer?” Truth be told; Alec wants to stay out a lot longer but will understand if the angel wants to go back to the cabin. “Or…” He adds. “We could have a little fun while we’re out here.” 

That smile of Alec’s would make him melt, every single time. Alec seemed to have a serious facial expression most of the time, much like himself. Seeing a smile would make anyone swoon. Fingers slid through his feathers and the angel hummed in contentment. Alec was right; they needed a vacation.

An appreciation for the angel. While away from him, Alec failed to cherish the being for being with him. Of all beings out there, the angel was with a werewolf such as Alec. Well, he won’t be taking that for granted any longer. Hips thrusting upward, hard, faster, the sound of bodies slapping together, echoing in the small motel room. “Fuck…. Fuck… Fuck….!” Pressure in the lower half of his body. That climax was coming. Just a few more thrusts, and the wolf was panting. He felt the rush of cum burst right out of him and into the angel. Filling that hole with a significant amount of cum in that small, tight hole. Going and going, thrusting into the angel to get every drop of semen into the angel. Alec had to get Castiel to cum as well. Hands rubbing that long girth of a cock. “C’mon on, Feathers. Cum for me, baby.”

Castiel felt the wolf quickening his thrusts and his cock throbbing within him for release. He smirked down at him and rode him harder, panting and moaning Alec’s name. He saw the moment Alec fell over the edge on his face and committed that image to memory. This powerful alpha undone byh being with the angel. Stream after stream shot inside him and he couldn’t get enough, feeling his own cock throbbing with want. Alec’s hand made him jolt his eyes down to brown eyes, his words echoing in his ears. The permission wasn’t needed but damn if it wasn’t a motivator. Words were lost, only feeling and release. After a few thrusts back onto Alec’s cock and into his hand, he came hard all over Alec.  “Fuuuuuck.” Each movement back and forth onto Alec slowed until it came to a stop at the base of Alec’s cock. Eyes slowly opened to see Alec covered. Hair, face, neck, chest, stomach...all marked with a stripe of his cum. 

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Scott stared at the blanket of snow in front of him. He wanted to stand, to project an image of strength for the two men around him, but he wasn’t ready. His hands were digging in the hard snow, hiding the blackness that thickened his veins. A curse from his family.

They got their power through death and sacrifice. Scott no longer killed, no longer sacrificed. But as a man once said. Life finds a way.

“I feel-” Scott paused. This wasn’t the first time magic had healed him, but there was always an ache in bones. A stubborn soreness where the wounds had once been. But now…

“It’s almost like it never happened. The wounds aren’t just healed. They feel erased.” Scott got to his feet. He was wondering if perhaps he should have stayed in his wolf form for the trip back even as he slipped into the clothes Alec and Cas and brought. They weren’t damp, even though they were half buried in the unstained snow.

It had only been seconds ago that Scott wanted to sleep. To lose himself in the arms of his alpha and angel, and let their warmth take him. Now he felt energetic, despite the weight in his heart. Like he could race Alec and the winged Castiel back to their little cabin. Back to the spot where they all made love for the first time.

“Can you teach me some of that magic, Castiel?” Ever the young and restless witch. “Maybe it’ll help me with the darkness I inherited. I use what I have to defend myself and my pack, but with Enochian magic, but I won’t have to hurt anyone.”

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Back in their haven. Away from the carnage of dead zombies. Alec didn’t like what went down. Zombies? Of all things to be coming their way, but it’s unavoidable. Never did he think he’d go up against something that sinister. Then again, this new era is full of surprises. Especially with advance dark magic running around. You would never see something like that in the old days. Castiel and Scott are in a safe place now. 

A naked older alpha in the room, but quickly thought of changing into clothing. Hearing the small talk in the other room, Scott wanting the angel to teach him angel magic. Is that wise? Is that something the young alpha should learn? “If you’re gonna be running around with angel magic…” Walking back to the main room. “Learn to control this magic you’re usin’ now. Yea’ popped off away to some random location and Feathers and I had to go find yea.” A stern tone in his comment. If Scott takes on new magic, he better have his current magic under control.

“I’m not sayin’ you don’t know how to control it, but maybe you should get those emotions under control first.” Alec means well, thinking of the wellbeing of his little alpha, but he has to make it clear something needs to change. He trust in Scott to know his mistakes. He can’t say much to Castiel since he didn’t really set anything wrong, but if Alec is going to be pointing fingers, he needs to remember some are pointing back at him. He’s going to have to take more blame than he’s setting on Scott.

“Feathers…” Looking to the angel now. “Yea’ think that’s the last we’re gonna be seein’ those things? Or do you think there’s more of em?” His gut tells him there might be more. There are always more zombies when they’re involved. There’s going to be hoards of them. 

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Castiel wasn’t surprised when Scott was amazed at the angelic healing. It was different than any magical healing. “That’s kind of the point, Scott.” He teased him and wrapped his arm around his shoulder as they walked toward the cabin. The next thing out of Scott’s mouth was far from surprising. Being part witch, he understood why he would be interested.

Back inside, before he could even respond, Alec spoke up. The angel walked over to the couch and sat down, looking between the other two. He was about to interject when Alec explained further that he wasn’t attacking Scott but being concerned. “The simple answer to the question is no. You don’t possess angelic grace like I do so it wouldn’t work.” 

Humans, supernatural or not, shouldn’t have access to this type of magic. It’s not even really magic, just divine power. Not speaking about Scott but humans tend to let power go to their head and use it for the wrong reasons. He has no doubt that Scott would use power for good. 

Alec brought him out of his thoughts and he shrugged, stretching himself out to lie on the couch. “Honestly I don’t know. I should hear from the Winchesters soon. They went to find the source while we took care of the horde.” 

“  mr.  salvatore,  so  formal.  that’s  my  father. ”  he  laughs  gently,  holding  his  hand  out  to  shake  with  the  elder  males.  “  you  can  call  me  stefan,  or  stef. ” he  nods,  smiling  a  little  at  the  explanation.  “  that’s  honestly  really  nice,  i  love  it. ”