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The scent of Dean’s slick hit Castiel the moment he stepped through the door, thick and sweet, mingling with the milky undertones of pregnancy. His Omega stood in the kitchen, dressed in his maid uniform, the fabric hugging the swell of his belly, the apron tied neatly around his waist. The sight of him, so fucking submissive, so perfect, made Castiel’s cock twitch in his pants.

“Master,” Dean murmured, his voice trembling slightly as he lowered his gaze, cheeks flushed. “Welcome home. Your dinner is ready.”

Castiel stepped closer, his hand sliding along the curve of Dean’s hip, feeling the heat radiating from his Omega’s body. He leaned in, inhaling deeply, drunk on Dean’s scent. “You’ve been waiting for me, haven’t you?” he growled, his voice low and commanding.

Dean nodded, his breath hitching as Castiel’s fingers traced the hem of his pantyhose. “Y-yes, Master.”

Castiel’s lips curled into a smirk. “Good boy.” He guided Dean to the dining table, one hand resting possessively on the small of his back. The meal was served quickly, Dean’s hands shaking as he poured wine and set the plates. Castiel didn’t miss the way Dean’s thighs rubbed together, the slick already soaking through his panties.

When the meal was done, Castiel pushed his chair back and spread his legs. “Come here, pet.”

Dean obeyed instantly, sinking to his knees between Castiel’s legs. His head tilted back, exposing the delicate curve of his throat, the collar snug against his skin. Castiel’s hand tangled in Dean’s hair, gripping tightly as he pulled him closer. “Open.”

Dean’s lips parted, and Castiel fed him a bite of dessert, watching the way his Omega’s tongue swirled around the spoon. “Such a good little pet,” Castiel murmured, his thumb brushing over Dean’s bottom lip. “Always so eager to please.”

Dean whimpered, his eyes dark with need. “Please, Master. I need you.”

Castiel’s cock throbbed at the sound. He stood abruptly, pulling Dean up with him. “On the couch. Now.”

Dean scrambled to obey, his movements clumsy with desperation. He lay back on the couch, his chest heaving, the swell of his belly rising and falling with each breath. Castiel knelt between his legs, his hands sliding up Dean’s thighs, pushing the skirt of the maid uniform out of the way. The sight of Dean’s soaked panties made his mouth water.

“Look at you, pet,” Castiel growled, slipping a finger under the edge of the fabric. “So wet for me already.” He tugged the panties aside, exposing Dean’s slick-covered pussy and tight hole. The scent was overwhelming, intoxicating. He leaned in, pressing a kiss to Dean’s inner thigh. “I’m going to make you scream.”

Dean moaned, his hands fisting in the cushions as Castiel’s tongue met his dripping cunt. The first lick was slow, savoring the sweetness of Dean’s slick. “Taste so fucking good,” Castiel muttered, lapping at his Omega like a man starved. His tongue circled Dean’s clit before diving back into his wet folds, drinking him in.

“Master—” Dean gasped, his hips jerking up as Castiel’s tongue pressed deeper. “Oh God, yes!”

Castiel pulled back, looking up at Dean with a wicked grin. “Beg for it.”

“Please! Please fuck me, Master. I need your cock inside me.”

Castiel’s fingers replaced his tongue, plunging into Dean’s pussy with ease. He curled them, finding the spot that made Dean cry out. “This what you want, pet? My fingers filling you up?”

“Yes! Yes, more!”

Castiel added another finger, stretching Dean open, the slick making every movement wet and filthy. When he finally pulled his hand away, Dean let out a whimper of protest, but it was quickly silenced as Castiel pressed two fingers to Dean’s hole. The tip of his thumb teased at the tight ring of muscle while he leaned down to suck on Dean’s cock, already hard and leaking.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful like this,” Castiel murmured around Dean’s length, his saliva mixing with precome. His thumb pressed harder, slowly breaching Dean’s hole. “Taking my fingers so well.”

Dean’s back arched as Castiel worked him open, the stretch burning in the best way. “Master, please—I need you to fill me up. Please fuck me.”

Castiel withdrew his fingers, wiping them on Dean’s thigh before lining up his cock with Dean’s dripping pussy. He thrust in slowly, savoring the tight heat that enveloped him. “Mine,” he whispered, bending down to kiss Dean’s swollen stomach. “All mine.”

The pace was slow and deep, each thrust hitting Dean just right. Castiel’s hands roamed over Dean’s body—kicking off his maid dress to knead at his tits, pinching and rolling his nipples until they were hard peaks. He leaned down to suck one into his mouth, biting gently as he continued to fuck into Dean with steady strokes.

“You feel so fucking good,” Castiel groaned against Dean’s skin. “So tight and warm.” He reached between them to stroke Dean’s cock in time with his thrusts. “Come for me, baby.”

Dean’s body tightened around him as he came with a cry, his come splattering across Castiel’s fist and their stomachs. Castiel wasn’t far behind, his knot swelling as he buried himself deep inside Dean, filling him up with come.

“Good boy,” Castiel murmured, kissing Dean’s forehead as they both caught their breath. “My perfect Omega.”

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Cas’ eyes darkened as he stepped into the bedroom, his gaze immediately drawn to Dean, who was already kneeling on the bed, his swollen belly resting against his thighs. The maid uniform clung to his pregnant frame, the fabric stretched taut over his full breasts and rounded stomach. Cas’ nostrils flared as he inhaled Dean’s sweet, milky scent—a scent that drove him wild, especially now that Dean was heavy with their child.

“Strip for me, pet,” Cas commanded, his voice low and firm, leaving no room for argument. Dean’s hands trembled slightly as he reached for the hem of his dress, pulling it over his head to reveal his bare skin underneath. His tits bounced slightly as the fabric slid off, his nipples already hard and begging for attention. Cas’ lips curled into a predatory smile as he stepped closer, his fingers brushing against the swell of Dean’s belly before moving up to cup one of his swollen breasts.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful like this, baby,” Cas growled, his thumb rolling over Dean’s nipple, eliciting a soft whimper from his omega. “But I don’t think you’ve earned the privilege of being free just yet.”

Dean’s eyes widened as Cas pulled out a set of silk ropes from the bedside drawer. “Hands above your head, my perfect little omega,” Cas ordered, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. Dean complied immediately, trembling as Cas tied his wrists to the headboard, the silk soft but unyielding. Next, Cas bound Dean’s ankles to the foot of the bed, spreading his legs wide and exposing him completely.

Cas smirked as he reached for the cock cage, holding it up for Dean to see. “Open your mouth, pet,” he commanded, and Dean obeyed without hesitation, allowing Cas to slide the gag into place. The blindfold came next, plunging Dean into darkness as Cas secured it tightly around his head. Finally, Cas reached for the butt plug, slicking it with Dean’s own slick before slowly pushing it into his tight hole. Dean moaned around the gag, his body arching off the bed as the plug filled him completely.

“There you are, baby," Cas said, his voice thick with satisfaction as he stepped back to admire his masterpiece. Dean was completely at his mercy—bound, gagged, and blindfolded, his tits exposed and ready for Cas’ rough hands and hungry mouth. Cas’ cock throbbed in his pants as he approached the bed, his hands immediately going to Dean’s plump breasts.

“Fuck, I can’t get enough of these,” Cas muttered, squeezing Dean’s tits roughly before leaning down to take one nipple into his mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue flicking over the sensitive bud until Dean was squirming beneath him, desperate moans escaping around the gag. Cas moved to the other nipple, biting down gently before laving it with his tongue, savoring the way Dean’s body responded to every touch.

“You’re so fucking perfect,” Cas growled, his hands moving down to grip Dean’s belly. “My omega, my mate, carrying my child.” He leaned down to press a kiss to Dean’s swollen stomach, his tongue darting out to taste the salty skin before moving lower, trailing kisses down to Dean’s cunt.

Cas spread Dean’s pussy lips with his fingers, his breath hot against the sensitive flesh as he leaned in to lick a long stripe from his hole to his clit. Dean’s hips jerked up, a muffled cry escaping him as Cas sucked his clit into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue until slick was dripping down his chin. Cas groaned as he tasted Dean’s sweetness, lapping at his hole eagerly before pushing two fingers inside.

“So fucking wet for me, baby,” Cas muttered, curling his fingers just right to make Dean scream into the gag. He added a third finger, stretching Dean open as he continued to eat him out, his tongue circling Dean’s clit mercilessly. Dean’s body shook with pleasure, his cunt clamping down on Cas’ fingers as he came hard, slick gushing out around them.

Cas pulled away with a smirk, licking his lips as he admired the mess he’d made of Dean. “You're so good for me, omega,” he praised, crawling up Dean’s body to press a kiss to his gagged mouth. “But I’m not done with you yet.”

He reached for the collar on the bedside table, fastening it around Dean’s neck before attaching a leash to it. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you forget your own name,” Cas promised, his voice dark with promise as he undid his pants and freed his cock. "Even our baby is going to feel how deeply I knot you." He stroked himself a few times, pre-cum beading at the tip before he positioned himself between Dean’s legs.

Cas grabbed the leash with one hand, using it to pull Dean’s head up slightly as he pushed into his tight cunt with one smooth thrust. Both of them groaned at the sensation—Dean’s wet heat enveloping Cas’ cock perfectly, while Cas filled him so completely it was almost overwhelming. Cas didn’t give Dean a chance to adjust before he started moving, fucking him hard and deep, each thrust driving the butt plug deeper into Dean’s ass.

“Fuck, you feel so good, baby,” Cas growled, tightening his grip on the leash as he pounded into Dean’s cunt. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mingling with Dean’s muffled moans and Cas’ heavy breathing.

Cas leaned down to bite Dean’s neck as he fucked him harder, claiming him once again as his knot began to swell at the base of his cock. He could feel Dean’s body tensing beneath him, preparing for another orgasm as he tightened around Cas.

“Come for me, pet,” Cas ordered, and Dean obeyed immediately, his body shaking as he came hard, slick squirting out around Cas’ cock. Cas groaned as Dean’s cunt clenched around him, pushing him over the edge as well. His knot locked them together as he came deep inside Dean, filling him with rope after rope of hot cum.

Cas collapsed on top of Dean, his breath warm against Dean’s skin as he pressed slow, reverent kisses along his neck and shoulders. “You’re mine, my omega,” he murmured, voice trembling with love. His hand cradled Dean’s swollen belly as if it were the most precious thing in the world. “You… and our baby boy… you’re both mine to love, to protect, forever.”