Fic: Trying To Combine Fun And Destiny - 2nd instalment of the ‘Living Life to the Fullest’-Verse
Title: Trying To Combine Fun And Destiny - 2nd instalment of the ‘Living Life to the Fullest’-Verse
Author: mpregloveranon
Pairing: Sam/Dean
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: NC-17 pwp, Mpreg, breeder!fic, graphic births, mark to see Spoilers for more warning and kinks: water & food bloat, begging, pain!kink, belly!kink, rough!sex, fingering, dirty talk, pissing, handjobs, blowjobs, 69ing, dildos, buttplugs, cockrings, navel!play, lube & cum enemas, fisting, rimming, cum eating, snowballing
Disclaimer: I just own a kinky imagination. The characters belong to CW, Kripke and whoever else righfully is making money with them.
Summary: A gluttony-induced bellyache leads to Sam and Dean discovering their belly!kinks. After trying to re-enact the very inspiring kinky sex they had, Dean comes up with a crazy idea that might satisfy their new needs and at the same time get the angels off their backs.
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vanster23
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Previous Parts: 1
Part 2: Trying To Combine Fun And Destiny
It turned out that Dean’s idea was totally crazy but at the same time very alluring and therefore Sam readily agreed with the plan. Apparently his brother wasn’t as lazy and ignorant when it came to doing research as he seemed.
The older of the two hunters had explored all kinds of sources to find out everything there was to know about vessels, since the angels had started to babble about him being Michael’s true vessel and therefore having to say yes to the only angel that could defy Lucifer. Being a vessel, in fact, not only meant that Michael could wear him for the big showdown between Heaven and Hell but also implied that he could be used to create new warriors for any of the two big armies in this war. The angels actually could only procreate through vessels that were willing to become breeders for them and that was where his idea fit in. Neither he nor Sam wanted to say yes to their respective angelic representatives because they knew that it would inevitably lead to killing each other, but they were surely willing to carry a few little cherubs for them after having found out about their shared belly kinks.
They had talked to Castiel about their plan and, even if he had looked very confused about their willingness to be impregnated by his brothers, he still agreed to talk to the other angels about their offer.
That had been almost four weeks ago and Dean was getting restless because Cas hadn’t talked to them since then. “And I thought that those angelic pansies would be over the moon with the prospect of getting our help to add some new ‘soldiers of the light’ to their ‘divine army’.” He grumbled after coming out of the bathroom of their motel room.
Sam looked up from his laptop with a frown on his face. He had heard his brother puking his guts out in the bathroom and wasn’t willing to play along with Dean’s ‘I’m fine’-routine. “Have you also been feeling slightly off?” The younger hunter himself had been more than a little intrigued by the fact that he had been throwing up every morning for the last three or four days. “And don’t give me any bullshit, Dean!” He added at a second thought.
Dean’s face darkened, making it obvious that he didn’t want to be having the conversation that was about to start. “Must’ve eaten something wrong.”
“Of course…” The younger hunter mumbled without any humor. “Then how do you explain that I’ve been eating healthy food, in contrast to the greasy junk you’ve been stuffing yourself with, and I’m just as sick as you?” He watched his brother squirm with a raised eyebrow.
Holding his arms wide in defeat the older brother gave up. “Fine! So what’s your theory, Sammy?”
“Please, don’t let this be mood swings already…”
“What?!” Now Dean was clearly pissed. He made a few big steps and stood right in his tall baby brother’s face, poking his broad chest with his index finger. “I’m no PMSing chick, Sam!”
“No, you’re not but I think you… or actually WE… might be pregnant.” Sam countered waiting for his lover’s reaction and steeling himself for the furious outburst that certainly would follow.
“You think those sons of bitches knocked us up without asking?”
There was the expected anger and the pacing Sam had been waiting for. “Technically they didn’t have to ask because we offered ourselves to do them.”
“Yeah, but would it be too much for them to warn a guy? I mean… how is this all supposed to go down, Sam? They just knocked us up with what… one, two or a whole litter of baby angels and expect us to take it in stride?”
Sam swallowed dry at his brother’s comment. He hadn’t thought that they might be impregnated with multiples even if it made sense when you considered that they were supposed to breed a small new army… “Cas said that we would experience normal pregnancies.”
“How’re two pregnant men anything even close to normal? These bastards just heard us say ‘yes’ and turned us into their guinea pigs.” He was back to pacing the small room and stopped mid-stride. “Cas should better have his cell on him.” Finishing his own cell phone out of his jean pocket he dropped into a chair and punched in a number. “Get your ass over here, you…”
The front door opened and the angel walked into their room with the same neutral expression he always wore. “A lot has been happening and I wasn’t able to search for you any sooner. I am sorry for that.”
“You better be.” Dean growled, standing up again. “What did you divine bastards do to us?”
“The angels accepted your offer and impregnated you both, just as agreed.” Castiel’s gaze wandered from one man to the other.
“We already figured that out.” Sam intervened before his brother could go ballistic on their only contact partner in this deal. “But what exactly will happen to us?”
“You will be impregnated with the essence of several angels and carry the divine children until it is time to give birth to them.”
Sam shook his head in frustration. “Sure, but can you give us more details about the pregnancies? Like… will we carry all those children you’re talking about at the same time?”
“No, the human body isn’t fit to accommodate such a large number of foetuses at once, therefore you will give birth to the first child six months after its conception.”
“So only one kid at a time?” Dean tried to get this whole thing straight.
The angel turned back to the blonde hunter with his typical impassive face. “No, you will be impregnated two more times during that period so that you will be carrying three children at most. When the first one is born another angel will fill the void with his seed.”
Dean was getting a little nervous by the clinically delivered pieces of information the angel was given them. “Okay… When exactly was this first conception and how are we supposed to give birth to those kids?”
“The conception happened shortly after our last meeting, 26 days ago, and the next ones will take place 34 days and respectively 60 days after that. You will be protected throughout the gestation and birthing processes. Your bodies will adjust to accommodate these children, which might cause you some discomfort at first, but you will be able to deliver using the natural orifices of your anatomy.”
Both brothers sucked in a panicked breath at hearing the last part of that sentence and exchanged nervous glances before Sam spoke up again. “How many times will that be repeated? How many children do the angels want from us?”
“You both will have to complete at least one cycle and bear three children each. Then it will be up to you if you want to continue to serve us as breeders. The angels will only be able to use your bodies for procreation as long as they have your agreement.”
“Sure that there aren’t any loopholes in that deal which you’ve conveniently forgotten to mention?” Dean was still skeptic.
“I know you are afraid that I might leave out important information but I can only assure you that this isn’t the case. I have told you everything there is to know about the extent of your roles and I once more guarantee you protection throughout the whole process. If you want I can bring you to the house that the angels will provide to you for the duration of this deal.” Castiel suggested.
The older Winchester just rolled his eyes as the angel made the new revelation right after promising them that he had said everything important already. “Lead the way, Cas.”
*
The house the angels had gotten them wasn’t too big but quite nice and stocked up with everything they could possibly need. Castiel had left them with the promise that they wouldn’t have to worry about any kind of shopping because everything would be taken care of. Apparently all they had to do was relax, grow and bear a few little divine soldiers. Piece of cake.
It hadn’t taken them long to settle down in the small home in the middle of nowhere and they were doing pretty well once they had digested all the information their favorite angel had given them.
Even with the nausea spells and light abdominal cramps they both were experiencing Dean was already feeling fairly horny at day 30 just thinking about how big they would soon be. He was about to make his first move on his brother, since they had moved into their new home, when said brother came out of the bathroom looking particularly green.
Before Dean even had a chance to ask anything, the younger man quickly explained the reason for his pale complexion. “Guess this is supposed to be the discomfort Cas mentioned…”
The older hunter supported his baby brother to their large bed and lowered him down onto the soft mattress before taking the big bottle of lube out of the nightstand drawer and spooning behind him. “I’ll take care of you, Sammy.” He promised gently, squeezing a dollop of the slick substance onto his lover’s fevered skin. Discarding the capped bottle onto the floor, he began to spread the still cold gel in even circles around the small cavity of Sam’s navel. “Take some deep breaths, Sammy…” He encouraged following his own advice while breathing in the warm, soapy sent of the golden skin of his partner’s neck. “Try to relax… Remember this will only feel bad at first… Just concentrate on how good you’re gonna feel soon when you’re all full and gorgeous.”
Sam gave a shaky laugh but the tension in his shoulders decreased a little and he leaned into his big brother’s embrace. “Okay…”
“We’re gonna have so much fun…” He massaged the aching flesh on his brother’s still flat abdomen tenderly and moaned into the other man’s ear. “Hmm… Can you feel the softness? Your abs are getting all soft and smooth already… It won’t be long and there will be a small bulge right here.” Kissing the nape of Sam’s neck, he rested a calloused palm right under the narrow line of his navel. “You will grow bigger and bigger with every passing day… and your skin will stretch really tight over your round, heavy belly… Your nipples will become very sensitive and your belly button, too, once it pops out.”
“Oh, Dean...” The taller hunter whimpered breathily. He could feel a tingling warmth deep inside his lower body that was gradually easing the cramps. His brother’s left hand was gliding down towards his groin and it was only when strong fingers clasped around his stiff member that he realized how aroused he had gotten by the sexy description his lover had whispered into his ear.
“Is this okay, Sammy?” No matter how turned on he was, Dean would never forget to put his baby brother’s well-being above his own pleasure.
The dark-haired hunter knocked his head against the chest behind him. “Yessssss...”
Dean leaned forward and kissed his lover’s jaw. “Fuck my hand.” He squeezed the blood-filled erection lightly and continued to rub Sam’s lower abdomen.
The younger Winchester didn’t need any more prompting and quickly started thrusting into the warm palm, setting a lazy rhythm that had his brother shaking with pent up need within minutes. Sam was so far gone himself that he didn’t notice how his lover was trying to rein in his own need for release.
To Dean this was all about making his baby brother feel better and therefore he kept kissing and stroking him lovingly until he climaxed with a hoarse outcry of pleasure, coating his stomach and Dean’s hand with his hot cum. The older hunter held the convulsing body close all through the aftershocks of the orgasm and only let go when his lover’s breathing pattern indicated that he had fallen asleep. Carefully slipping out of bed, not wanting to wake Sam, the still aroused man went over to the bathroom and took care of his own throbbing heat in the shower.
*
The next couple of days were really hard on both hunters because Dean had started to suffer from the same painful cramps as his baby brother and they had barely gotten up enough energy to leave the bed and eat as it was.
On day 35 they were finally feeling like themselves again. Their stomachs were still flat but their abs had lost their definition by then. Nothing had changed about the morning sickness but it fortunately only struck in the mornings and didn’t interfere with their steadily increasing appetites too much. Dean had smiled like a loon when he had found out that their supply of cherry and apple pie seemed to be magically restocked every time he closed the fridge. Sam wasn’t sure if that was the first indication of a pregnancy-induced craving or if his brother was only using his condition as an excuse to stuff himself with even more sugary treats than usual. All in all they were doing pretty well and enjoying the fact that they didn’t have any real duties for once.
With the painful cramping gone their sexual appetite returned as well, leading to some relaxed handjobs at first and hitting them both full force when Sam found his brother standing completely naked in front of the full-length mirror in their bedroom on day 40.
Dean had just indulged into a long hot shower when he had felt a flutter in his stomach and had immediately run to the mirror to check his body for any changes. His hair was still wet and dribbling small beads of water down his neck and shoulders while he observed his reflection from all possible angles, twisting and turning his upper body in the strangest ways and even sticking his abdomen out as he fumbled with his belly button pensively.
The younger hunter just leaned against the doorframe watching his brother poke and scratch at his slightly rounded midsection and gradually getting hard. He couldn’t tear his gaze of the faintly engorged flesh or the angry red cock bobbing against Dean’s lower abdomen. Not wanting to feel like an impostor on the obviously private moment, he stepped into the room and stood right behind his brother, who almost jumped out of his skin when he noticed his presence. “Sorry, I didn’t want to scare you.” He quickly apologized, locking eyes with his lover through the mirror.
“It’s okay. I was just…” Dean broke off not knowing how to finish the sentence. There was a light and totally adorable blush forming on the tip of his ears, showing his embarrassment at being caught like that.
Sam had pity in him and softly stated, “You’re starting to show.” He traced a tentative fingertip across the pliable flesh before touching his whole palm to it.
The eye contact through the reflecting glass wasn’t enough any more and the older man craned his neck around to watch his brother with a heated gaze.
The message was perfectly clear and Sam held out two outstretched fingers, which his lover eagerly sucked into his mouth licking at them enthusiastically. The dark-haired hunter felt his own cock hardening at the porny, wet noises his brother was making and pulled his fingers out of the hot cavern. He bent over slightly and licked a long damp trail along his brother’s spine, enjoying the shiver it elicited in the man he loved, before resting the pad of his index finger right over the shorter man’s entrance.
Dean sucked in an excited breath and tried to push into the teasing touch. His knees were turning to jelly as soon as his brother began massaging the sensitive muscle ring. “Want you in me, Sam!”
Pressing the single digit inside to the first knuckle, the younger man bit down on one exposed freckled shoulder, coaxing a deep moan out of his lover. “Remember the last time I made you cum like this?”
“Oh God, yes…”
Sam only pushed his finger half an inch further into the tight hole and stroked the inner walls of the twitching opening. The full-body shiver he caused by doing so, made him even more smug. “I wanna see your hands… Don’t want you cheating and secretly touching yourself.”
The older brother lifted his hand so they were visible to Sam and braced himself against the mirror. His dick was so hard that it was throbbing in sync with his heartbeat. “More.”
“Pushy much.” Came the throaty reply but the skilful finger slipped deeper and started to lazily fuck in and out of the wanton hole. Sam could tell that the spit was already drying on his skin making the friction of the pumping movement more intense. The breathy moans coming from his aroused brother encouraged him to press in a second digit.
The added finger increased the pressure on Dean’s over-stimulated entrance and the lack of additional lubricant caused a burning sensation that made the older hunter hiss. He continued to push back against the fingers, which were fucking him in the same unhurried pace as before, not giving his body any time to adjust to the intrusion. The burning was intensifying but he could feel pre-cum leaking out of his cock and didn’t dare tell his brother to stop. The mixture of pleasure, slowly building deep in his core, and the scorching pain from the rough friction were making him completely incoherent.
The grunting and moaning was a clear indication that his lover was enjoying the treatment he was getting but Sam knew about the other man’s pain kink and had to make sure that he wasn’t doing any serious damage. Casting a quick glance downwards he saw that the pink muscle ring looked slightly swollen and raw.
Thankful for his long arms, Sam reached for the drawer of the bedside table and retrieved the tube of slick stashed there. They hadn’t used this one yet and therefore the surface of the tube was still smooth. Smirking to himself, the younger Winchester unscrewed the plastic lid one-handed and held the tube next to where his fingers disappeared inside his lover’s body.
Dean made a needy, protesting noise when he felt his brother’s fingers pull out completely. He lifted his head from the mirror, which was steamed up by his erratic breathing, and was about to ask Sam why he had stopped, when suddenly something cold and smooth breached his entrance. The cylindrical object was a bit thicker than the two fingers but the even, slightly slippery surface let it slide into him quite easily.
“Lube.” The younger lover’s lust-filled voice informed him and Dean clenched his hole as hard as he could, feeling the cold gel pour into him.
Sam’s cock was straining against the flimsy material of the track pants he was wearing and he couldn’t suppress a guttural groan when he saw his brother’s hole squeeze around the white plastic tube.
Judging by the copious amounts of cum steadily pouring out of the tip of his angry red cock Dean wouldn’t be surprised if he came dry when he finally found completion. He felt his brother tugging at the tube of lubricant to pull it back out of him and clenched up one last time to squeeze more of the cool slick substance into his body. When he finally let go of the smooth object, he heard an obscene, wet noise, which reminded him of the sound of open-mouthed chewing, when Sam pushed three long fingers back into him. He cried out loud in bliss when those talented digits started to fingerfuck him thoroughly, scissoring and crooking and hitting his prostate every few thrusts.
His brother’s throaty outcries and the wet sounds of his fingers pushing into the quivering, lube filled hole went straight to Sam’s own throbbing erection. Feeling his balls tightening, he pushed his left hand, which had all the while been resting on Dean’s small bump, into his pants, fisted his engorged member and began pumping it aggressively needing to find completion.
The older Winchester noticed the heavy breathing behind him and felt his climax rip through him with violent force when Sam’s fingers hit his prostate hard on the next thrust. His hot release painted long white stripes on the mirror while he braced himself against the reflective surface trying to hold himself up. “Sam!”
The shout and the heavy convulsive clenching around his fingers tipped the younger hunter over the edge hot on his lover’s heels. He was still trying to catch his breath when he saw Dean’s legs give out under him and barely managed to catch his brother before he hit the ground. “Let’s lie down… for a sec.” He suggested and dragged both of their exhausted and satiated bodies towards the king-sized bed.
Both their last thoughts before drifting into sleep were about the hot, kinky sex that lay ahead of them.
End of Part 2
On to Part 3