Dean/Cas/Jimmy is a lesser known OT3. We are on a mission to give them some love. Honestly if you can imagine these three together it is amazing. If you thought that Destiel was amazing? Add Jimmy in there and you have even more fun. Join us in creating works for our boys!
MAJOR TAGS: angst, fluff, fake boyfriend au, masturbation, accidental voyeurism, cussing, jealousy, dirty talk, bossy cas, blatant consent, blowjobs, fucking, anal, fingering, technically first time, begging, face fucking, mild praise kink, miscommunication, Gabe tries to play hero, clueless twins, twincest, incest, pining Dean, heavy drinking, disapproving parents, hangovers (and all they might entail… throwing up is what I’m getting at here but it isn’t graphic)
PAIRINGS: Castiel/Jimmy, Castiel/Dean/Jimmy
POSTING DATE: Coming May 21, 2017
SUMMARY: It was a free cruise! Seven days, eight nights through the Caribbean, all expenses paid. Admittedly, being stuck on a ship with the entire Novak family was more than slightly horrifying. And sharing a ridiculously tiny cabin with the twins, neither of whom he could touch despite playing the role of Cas’ fake boyfriend for years, was more hellish than Dean could have imagined. But it was fine! Fine. Everything was just fine. Or it would be if the twins would just keep their goddamn clothes on.
TEASER:
Dean swallowed hard, watching the muscles in Cas’ chest and stomach jump and dance with the movement, even as torturous water drops rolled down his toned chest.
A cleared throat caused him to jump, and his head whipped around to find Jimmy watching him with a curious smirk. Dean immediately dropped his gaze, standing abruptly and flushing hard. He pushed past Cas, his shoulder grazing Cas’ chest and he slammed the door to hide his aroused shiver at just that barest contact.
He stood there, back against cool wood and panting, when the first moan pierced through the door.
Pairings: prior Dean/Benny, prior Dean/Cassie, Castiel/Jimmy, Castiel/Jimmy/Dean, Castiel/Jimmy/lots of people (including Meg, Cain, Daphne, Balthazar, Ruby, Cesar, and Jesse), Charlie/Gilda/Dorothy
Summary: All his life Dean’s been a dragon trainer, but necessity forces him to accept a new job as personal guard to Princes Castiel and Jimmy. It’s not all bad though: the pay and benefits are great, he still has time to spend with his dragon Impala and brother Sam, and he’s been friends with the twins for years. When Dean learns that the twins are actually together, well, that’s when things start to get interesting.
Aside from being in a relationship, the twins also have a friendly rivalry going. Every time foreign nobles and dignitaries come to visit, they compete to see who can seduce them first. Which is fine, it’s none of Dean’s business anyway. He’s certainly not jealous. Of course not. Okay, maybe a little.
Once the twins realize Dean returns their interest in him, they can abandon the competition and the solution for their pining becomes obvious: seduce Dean Winchester.
Teaser:
“There’s not really a lot going on each and every day,” Cas explains to Dean.
“SItuationally, sure, there’s a ton of things you’ll need to worry about.” Jimmy adds, grinning. “Make sure we don’t get knifed at some ball. Typical.”
Cas rolls his eyes. “Aside from the occasional fear of being knifed, our Dad is more focused on us just being where we need to be and living our lives safely. Uriel escorted us around, supervised meals and meetings, made sure our needs were met.”
Jimmy stifles a laugh at this. Dean raises an eyebrow quizzically, but Cas either didn’t notice or refuses to acknowledge it.
“Then again, Uriel was also not truly our friend. He had worked as our guard for years and years and that was it. You on the other hand are someone we truly care for and have known casually for many years outside of our relationship as royal family and employee. So I think—”
“I think good ol’ Dad made the right choice hiring someone who will actually laugh at our jokes and want to sit down when we’re all hanging out,” Jimmy finishes Cas’s sentence, winding an arm around Dean’s shoulder. “Trust us, this’ll be fun.”
Their first meeting is dull enough that he instantly regrets attending. Only Castiel’s continued pinches under the table keep him from falling asleep, though it does cause a minor kicking match that’s only resolved when their older brother Michael coughs and pointedly looks in their direction. Dean’s low chuckle behind them makes Jimmy think their brother’s ire was worthwhile if it means getting to hear Dean’s laugh.
“You should take this more seriously,” Michael tells them at lunch. “You’re princes, in line for the throne—”
“Yeah, like… fifth in line,” Jimmy complains. “Unless you, Hannah, Hael and Inias all decide to drop dead, then we don’t even need to know this stuff.”
Michael balks at that. “You’re still princes. You represent all of Lawrence, whether it be at home or abroad, and it’s important that you are abreast of current issues relevant to the realm—”
“Oh don’t worry, I’ve gotten my share of the realm’s breasts.”
He’s never seen Michael so red as in that moment as he splutters uselessly. Castiel abruptly intercedes by making an excuse for them to leave, grabbing Jimmy by the scruff of his neck and getting them out of there before their eldest brother can regain enough composure to speak.
As soon as they’re out in the corridor, Dean doubles over in laughter. “Oh man, you two didn’t say I’d have to protect you from getting clobbered by your own brother. Is it treason if I have to defend you from him, or is it treason if I let you guys get your asses kicked?”
“Both,” Castiel says calmly. “But don’t worry. There are are two of us and only one of him. Three of us, actually, counting you, so we’ll win just fine. It’s getting out of trouble that would be the hard part.” He starts walking towards the courtyard. “We may as well go meet the mages and get in some extra practice since we can’t finish our meal.”
“You’re the one who dragged us out of there!” Jimmy laughs. “Personally, I would’ve loved to see what Michael actually said.”
“He’s going to be king eventually. Don’t get us on his bad side, or he’ll send us to the frosty northern provinces to live out our lives studying frost gnomes.”
“As long as I’ve got you to cuddle up with and keep me warm, I’ll be fine.”
Pairings: prior Dean/Benny, prior Dean/Cassie, Castiel/Jimmy, Castiel/Jimmy/Dean, Castiel/Jimmy/lots of people (including Meg, Cain, Daphne, Balthazar, Ruby, Cesar, and Jesse), Charlie/Gilda/Dorothy
Summary: All his life Dean’s been a dragon trainer, but necessity forces him to accept a new job as personal guard to Princes Castiel and Jimmy. It’s not all bad though: the pay and benefits are great, he still has time to spend with his dragon Impala and brother Sam, and he’s been friends with the twins for years. When Dean learns that the twins are actually together, well, that’s when things start to get interesting.
Aside from being in a relationship, the twins also have a friendly rivalry going. Every time foreign nobles and dignitaries come to visit, they compete to see who can seduce them first. Which is fine, it’s none of Dean’s business anyway. He’s certainly not jealous. Of course not. Okay, maybe a little.
Once the twins realize Dean returns their interest in him, they can abandon the competition and the solution for their pining becomes obvious: seduce Dean Winchester.
Teaser:
“There’s not really a lot going on each and every day,” Cas explains to Dean.
“SItuationally, sure, there’s a ton of things you’ll need to worry about.” Jimmy adds, grinning. “Make sure we don’t get knifed at some ball. Typical.”
Cas rolls his eyes. “Aside from the occasional fear of being knifed, our Dad is more focused on us just being where we need to be and living our lives safely. Uriel escorted us around, supervised meals and meetings, made sure our needs were met.”
Jimmy stifles a laugh at this. Dean raises an eyebrow quizzically, but Cas either didn’t notice or refuses to acknowledge it.
“Then again, Uriel was also not truly our friend. He had worked as our guard for years and years and that was it. You on the other hand are someone we truly care for and have known casually for many years outside of our relationship as royal family and employee. So I think—”
“I think good ol’ Dad made the right choice hiring someone who will actually laugh at our jokes and want to sit down when we’re all hanging out,” Jimmy finishes Cas’s sentence, winding an arm around Dean’s shoulder. “Trust us, this’ll be fun.”
Their first meeting is dull enough that he instantly regrets attending. Only Castiel’s continued pinches under the table keep him from falling asleep, though it does cause a minor kicking match that’s only resolved when their older brother Michael coughs and pointedly looks in their direction. Dean’s low chuckle behind them makes Jimmy think their brother’s ire was worthwhile if it means getting to hear Dean’s laugh.
“You should take this more seriously,” Michael tells them at lunch. “You’re princes, in line for the throne—”
“Yeah, like… fifth in line,” Jimmy complains. “Unless you, Hannah, Hael and Inias all decide to drop dead, then we don’t even need to know this stuff.”
Michael balks at that. “You’re still princes. You represent all of Lawrence, whether it be at home or abroad, and it’s important that you are abreast of current issues relevant to the realm—”
“Oh don’t worry, I’ve gotten my share of the realm’s breasts.”
He’s never seen Michael so red as in that moment as he splutters uselessly. Castiel abruptly intercedes by making an excuse for them to leave, grabbing Jimmy by the scruff of his neck and getting them out of there before their eldest brother can regain enough composure to speak.
As soon as they’re out in the corridor, Dean doubles over in laughter. “Oh man, you two didn’t say I’d have to protect you from getting clobbered by your own brother. Is it treason if I have to defend you from him, or is it treason if I let you guys get your asses kicked?”
“Both,” Castiel says calmly. “But don’t worry. There are are two of us and only one of him. Three of us, actually, counting you, so we’ll win just fine. It’s getting out of trouble that would be the hard part.” He starts walking towards the courtyard. “We may as well go meet the mages and get in some extra practice since we can’t finish our meal.”
“You’re the one who dragged us out of there!” Jimmy laughs. “Personally, I would’ve loved to see what Michael actually said.”
“He’s going to be king eventually. Don’t get us on his bad side, or he’ll send us to the frosty northern provinces to live out our lives studying frost gnomes.”
“As long as I’ve got you to cuddle up with and keep me warm, I’ll be fine.”
Pairings: prior Dean/Benny, prior Dean/Cassie, Castiel/Jimmy, Castiel/Jimmy/Dean, Castiel/Jimmy/lots of people (including Meg, Cain, Daphne, Balthazar, Ruby, Cesar, and Jesse), Charlie/Gilda/Dorothy
Summary: All his life Dean’s been a dragon trainer, but necessity forces him to accept a new job as personal guard to Princes Castiel and Jimmy. It’s not all bad though: the pay and benefits are great, he still has time to spend with his dragon Impala and brother Sam, and he’s been friends with the twins for years. When Dean learns that the twins are actually together, well, that’s when things start to get interesting.
Aside from being in a relationship, the twins also have a friendly rivalry going. Every time foreign nobles and dignitaries come to visit, they compete to see who can seduce them first. Which is fine, it’s none of Dean’s business anyway. He’s certainly not jealous. Of course not. Okay, maybe a little.
Once the twins realize Dean returns their interest in him, they can abandon the competition and the solution for their pining becomes obvious: seduce Dean Winchester.
Teaser:
“There’s not really a lot going on each and every day,” Cas explains to Dean.
“SItuationally, sure, there’s a ton of things you’ll need to worry about.” Jimmy adds, grinning. “Make sure we don’t get knifed at some ball. Typical.”
Cas rolls his eyes. “Aside from the occasional fear of being knifed, our Dad is more focused on us just being where we need to be and living our lives safely. Uriel escorted us around, supervised meals and meetings, made sure our needs were met.”
Jimmy stifles a laugh at this. Dean raises an eyebrow quizzically, but Cas either didn’t notice or refuses to acknowledge it.
“Then again, Uriel was also not truly our friend. He had worked as our guard for years and years and that was it. You on the other hand are someone we truly care for and have known casually for many years outside of our relationship as royal family and employee. So I think—”
“I think good ol’ Dad made the right choice hiring someone who will actually laugh at our jokes and want to sit down when we’re all hanging out,” Jimmy finishes Cas’s sentence, winding an arm around Dean’s shoulder. “Trust us, this’ll be fun.”
Their first meeting is dull enough that he instantly regrets attending. Only Castiel’s continued pinches under the table keep him from falling asleep, though it does cause a minor kicking match that’s only resolved when their older brother Michael coughs and pointedly looks in their direction. Dean’s low chuckle behind them makes Jimmy think their brother’s ire was worthwhile if it means getting to hear Dean’s laugh.
“You should take this more seriously,” Michael tells them at lunch. “You’re princes, in line for the throne—”
“Yeah, like… fifth in line,” Jimmy complains. “Unless you, Hannah, Hael and Inias all decide to drop dead, then we don’t even need to know this stuff.”
Michael balks at that. “You’re still princes. You represent all of Lawrence, whether it be at home or abroad, and it’s important that you are abreast of current issues relevant to the realm—”
“Oh don’t worry, I’ve gotten my share of the realm’s breasts.”
He’s never seen Michael so red as in that moment as he splutters uselessly. Castiel abruptly intercedes by making an excuse for them to leave, grabbing Jimmy by the scruff of his neck and getting them out of there before their eldest brother can regain enough composure to speak.
As soon as they’re out in the corridor, Dean doubles over in laughter. “Oh man, you two didn’t say I’d have to protect you from getting clobbered by your own brother. Is it treason if I have to defend you from him, or is it treason if I let you guys get your asses kicked?”
“Both,” Castiel says calmly. “But don’t worry. There are are two of us and only one of him. Three of us, actually, counting you, so we’ll win just fine. It’s getting out of trouble that would be the hard part.” He starts walking towards the courtyard. “We may as well go meet the mages and get in some extra practice since we can’t finish our meal.”
“You’re the one who dragged us out of there!” Jimmy laughs. “Personally, I would’ve loved to see what Michael actually said.”
“He’s going to be king eventually. Don’t get us on his bad side, or he’ll send us to the frosty northern provinces to live out our lives studying frost gnomes.”
“As long as I’ve got you to cuddle up with and keep me warm, I’ll be fine.”
Tags: AU, first time, angst, angst with a happy ending, teacher Sam, server Dean, tattoo artist Jimmy, tattoo artist Cas, d/s undertones, dom Cas, sub Dean, pain kink, ink kink, piercing kink, group sex, top Cas, top Benny, top Sam, bottom Dean, bottom Jimmy.
Pairings (other than D/C/J): Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Jimmy, Dean/Cas/Benny, Dean/Sam/Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Dean
Posting date: May 17th, 2017
Summary: When Sam and Dean enter a tattoo parlor on Sam’s birthday Dean’s drawn to Castiel, the grumpy owner, and his twin brother Jimmy. Right away he learns that Cas and Jimmy are in an incestuous relationship and the adjustment period is surprisingly easy.
After Dean, Cas, and Jimmy get together Jimmy drops a bombshell - he wants to bring a couple of friends into their bed for a night. The problem? None of them know anyone they trust outside of Benny and Sam. And Jimmy really, really, really wants Sam to fuck him.
Teaser:
Cas and Jimmy close up shop and Dean can’t stop looking at them. The way Jimmy laughs and slides his hand up Cas’s arm is… interesting.
“Hey, Sammy,” Dean says, clapping him on the back. “Ready to hit up a bar? We could stop by your place first and -”
“Nah, I think I’m just gonna take a cab home.”
Dean frowns. “No way! It’s your birthday, dude. That’s not happening.”
“I know you wanna fuck around,” Sam says, voice low. “I’ll just get in your way.”
“It’s your birthday. I wanna hang out with you, Sammy. Yeah, the twins are hot, but I can just grab their number, no big deal.”
“Too bad,” Sam says, stepping away from him. “I really just need to leave. Okay? I need some space.”
“At least let me take you home. Do you really want people seeing you when you’ve got come in your underwear? C’mon, man. Don’t be like this.”
Sam gives him a dirty look. “Goodbye, Dean.”
Then he stalks off.
Fuck.
How could he have screwed the night up already? It wasn’t even midnight!
“Hey, Dean. Are you all right?” Jimmy asks as he sidles up to him. “Why’d Sam leave? Thought it was his birthday.”
Dean runs a hand over his face. “I don’t really wanna talk about it if that’s okay with you.”
Jimmy nods. “I understand. Um, I know this is weird, but would you like to hang out?”
Dean bites his lip and presses closer to Jimmy. “I know just the place.”
Twenty minutes later they pick a booth at Denny’s - Dean takes one side and the twins are on the other. Jimmy drapes an arm over Cas’s shoulders and Cas tries to shrug him off but Jimmy keeps touching him until Cas sighs, giving into his brother. Dean orders a bacon cheeseburger, Cas gets a sampler platter and Jimmy chooses the bacon lover’s blt.
“Shit. You might like bacon more than I do,” Dean says with a laugh.
“He’d live off of it if I let him,” Cas says, shaking his head.
“That’s because bacon is amazing,” Jimmy says, tone serious.
Cas shrugs. “I prefer steak. A nice filet mignon. Maybe a prime rib. Bacon is fine. I also feel as though this conversation is useless. How about we talk about the obvious?”
“Which is?”
“You want Jimmy.”
Dean chokes on his water then licks his lips. “Yeah, maybe I do. So what?”
“What if I want you, too?”
“Uh.” Dean rubs at the back of his neck. “That could get complicated, but I’m sure we could work something out.”
“Before this goes any further there’s something you should know.”
“Oh no,” Dean teases. “That’s not very reassuring. You’re not serial killers are you?”
Cas snorts. “Hardly.”
Jimmy glances around Denny’s to make sure no one is eavesdropping and lowers his voice. “We fuck.”
“Come again?” Dean asks, because he could not have heard that right.
“My brother likes to hold me down and fuck me until I scream,” Jimmy says with a heated look.
Cas reaches out and steals some of Dean’s fries, eyes darker than Jimmy’s. “Can you handle that, Dean? Or are we wasting our time?”
Tags: AU, first time, angst, angst with a happy ending, teacher Sam, server Dean, tattoo artist Jimmy, tattoo artist Cas, d/s undertones, dom Cas, sub Dean, pain kink, ink kink, piercing kink, group sex, top Cas, top Benny, top Sam, bottom Dean, bottom Jimmy.
Pairings (other than D/C/J): Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Jimmy, Dean/Cas/Benny, Dean/Sam/Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Dean
Posting date: May 17th, 2017
Summary: When Sam and Dean enter a tattoo parlor on Sam’s birthday Dean’s drawn to Castiel, the grumpy owner, and his twin brother Jimmy. Right away he learns that Cas and Jimmy are in an incestuous relationship and the adjustment period is surprisingly easy.
After Dean, Cas, and Jimmy get together Jimmy drops a bombshell - he wants to bring a couple of friends into their bed for a night. The problem? None of them know anyone they trust outside of Benny and Sam. And Jimmy really, really, really wants Sam to fuck him.
Teaser:
Cas and Jimmy close up shop and Dean can’t stop looking at them. The way Jimmy laughs and slides his hand up Cas’s arm is… interesting.
“Hey, Sammy,” Dean says, clapping him on the back. “Ready to hit up a bar? We could stop by your place first and -”
“Nah, I think I’m just gonna take a cab home.”
Dean frowns. “No way! It’s your birthday, dude. That’s not happening.”
“I know you wanna fuck around,” Sam says, voice low. “I’ll just get in your way.”
“It’s your birthday. I wanna hang out with you, Sammy. Yeah, the twins are hot, but I can just grab their number, no big deal.”
“Too bad,” Sam says, stepping away from him. “I really just need to leave. Okay? I need some space.”
“At least let me take you home. Do you really want people seeing you when you’ve got come in your underwear? C’mon, man. Don’t be like this.”
Sam gives him a dirty look. “Goodbye, Dean.”
Then he stalks off.
Fuck.
How could he have screwed the night up already? It wasn’t even midnight!
“Hey, Dean. Are you all right?” Jimmy asks as he sidles up to him. “Why’d Sam leave? Thought it was his birthday.”
Dean runs a hand over his face. “I don’t really wanna talk about it if that’s okay with you.”
Jimmy nods. “I understand. Um, I know this is weird, but would you like to hang out?”
Dean bites his lip and presses closer to Jimmy. “I know just the place.”
Twenty minutes later they pick a booth at Denny’s - Dean takes one side and the twins are on the other. Jimmy drapes an arm over Cas’s shoulders and Cas tries to shrug him off but Jimmy keeps touching him until Cas sighs, giving into his brother. Dean orders a bacon cheeseburger, Cas gets a sampler platter and Jimmy chooses the bacon lover’s blt.
“Shit. You might like bacon more than I do,” Dean says with a laugh.
“He’d live off of it if I let him,” Cas says, shaking his head.
“That’s because bacon is amazing,” Jimmy says, tone serious.
Cas shrugs. “I prefer steak. A nice filet mignon. Maybe a prime rib. Bacon is fine. I also feel as though this conversation is useless. How about we talk about the obvious?”
“Which is?”
“You want Jimmy.”
Dean chokes on his water then licks his lips. “Yeah, maybe I do. So what?”
“What if I want you, too?”
“Uh.” Dean rubs at the back of his neck. “That could get complicated, but I’m sure we could work something out.”
“Before this goes any further there’s something you should know.”
“Oh no,” Dean teases. “That’s not very reassuring. You’re not serial killers are you?”
Cas snorts. “Hardly.”
Jimmy glances around Denny’s to make sure no one is eavesdropping and lowers his voice. “We fuck.”
“Come again?” Dean asks, because he could not have heard that right.
“My brother likes to hold me down and fuck me until I scream,” Jimmy says with a heated look.
Cas reaches out and steals some of Dean’s fries, eyes darker than Jimmy’s. “Can you handle that, Dean? Or are we wasting our time?”
Tags: AU, first time, angst, angst with a happy ending, teacher Sam, server Dean, tattoo artist Jimmy, tattoo artist Cas, d/s undertones, dom Cas, sub Dean, pain kink, ink kink, piercing kink, group sex, top Cas, top Benny, top Sam, bottom Dean, bottom Jimmy.
Pairings (other than D/C/J): Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Jimmy, Dean/Cas/Benny, Dean/Sam/Cas/Jimmy, Sam/Dean
Posting date: May 17th, 2017
Summary: When Sam and Dean enter a tattoo parlor on Sam’s birthday Dean’s drawn to Castiel, the grumpy owner, and his twin brother Jimmy. Right away he learns that Cas and Jimmy are in an incestuous relationship and the adjustment period is surprisingly easy.
After Dean, Cas, and Jimmy get together Jimmy drops a bombshell - he wants to bring a couple of friends into their bed for a night. The problem? None of them know anyone they trust outside of Benny and Sam. And Jimmy really, really, really wants Sam to fuck him.
Teaser:
Cas and Jimmy close up shop and Dean can’t stop looking at them. The way Jimmy laughs and slides his hand up Cas’s arm is… interesting.
“Hey, Sammy,” Dean says, clapping him on the back. “Ready to hit up a bar? We could stop by your place first and -”
“Nah, I think I’m just gonna take a cab home.”
Dean frowns. “No way! It’s your birthday, dude. That’s not happening.”
“I know you wanna fuck around,” Sam says, voice low. “I’ll just get in your way.”
“It’s your birthday. I wanna hang out with you, Sammy. Yeah, the twins are hot, but I can just grab their number, no big deal.”
“Too bad,” Sam says, stepping away from him. “I really just need to leave. Okay? I need some space.”
“At least let me take you home. Do you really want people seeing you when you’ve got come in your underwear? C’mon, man. Don’t be like this.”
Sam gives him a dirty look. “Goodbye, Dean.”
Then he stalks off.
Fuck.
How could he have screwed the night up already? It wasn’t even midnight!
“Hey, Dean. Are you all right?” Jimmy asks as he sidles up to him. “Why’d Sam leave? Thought it was his birthday.”
Dean runs a hand over his face. “I don’t really wanna talk about it if that’s okay with you.”
Jimmy nods. “I understand. Um, I know this is weird, but would you like to hang out?”
Dean bites his lip and presses closer to Jimmy. “I know just the place.”
Twenty minutes later they pick a booth at Denny’s - Dean takes one side and the twins are on the other. Jimmy drapes an arm over Cas’s shoulders and Cas tries to shrug him off but Jimmy keeps touching him until Cas sighs, giving into his brother. Dean orders a bacon cheeseburger, Cas gets a sampler platter and Jimmy chooses the bacon lover’s blt.
“Shit. You might like bacon more than I do,” Dean says with a laugh.
“He’d live off of it if I let him,” Cas says, shaking his head.
“That’s because bacon is amazing,” Jimmy says, tone serious.
Cas shrugs. “I prefer steak. A nice filet mignon. Maybe a prime rib. Bacon is fine. I also feel as though this conversation is useless. How about we talk about the obvious?”
“Which is?”
“You want Jimmy.”
Dean chokes on his water then licks his lips. “Yeah, maybe I do. So what?”
“What if I want you, too?”
“Uh.” Dean rubs at the back of his neck. “That could get complicated, but I’m sure we could work something out.”
“Before this goes any further there’s something you should know.”
“Oh no,” Dean teases. “That’s not very reassuring. You’re not serial killers are you?”
Cas snorts. “Hardly.”
Jimmy glances around Denny’s to make sure no one is eavesdropping and lowers his voice. “We fuck.”
“Come again?” Dean asks, because he could not have heard that right.
“My brother likes to hold me down and fuck me until I scream,” Jimmy says with a heated look.
Cas reaches out and steals some of Dean’s fries, eyes darker than Jimmy’s. “Can you handle that, Dean? Or are we wasting our time?”
Competition and racing are nothing new to Castiel and Jimmy Novak. Since leaving behind college athletics and settling down into their professional lives, however, it’s gotten harder to scratch that competitive itch. Now Jimmy’s swimming skills and Cas’s running abilities have earned unexpected attention, and they’ve been pressured into creating a relay team for the “Escape from Alcatraz” triathlon. All they need is a cyclist who can keep up.
Dean insists he is not an athlete. He’s not about to back down from a challenge, though, so he’ll do whatever he has to do, as far outside his comfort zone as it may take him. Finding fast new best friends in the Novak twins should make that stretch easier for him, but instead, as he can’t help falling in love with not one, but both twins, things just keep getting a whole lot more complicated.
Teaser:
“So that’s about two miles, halfway around the loop,” Cas said. “Not bad at all. Now, tell me something, Dean. If you were on your bike, and you were looking at that…” he gestured to the trail ahead of them. “What would you do?”
Dean crossed in front of Cas and looked down. They had apparently reached the top of the hill; in front of them was a much steeper descent than the gradual trail they’d ascended. It was rocky, and the dirt path twisted and turned sharply around the small obstacles all the way to the bottom.
“Well,” he said slowly, “main rule of downhill cycling is ‘don’t do anything sudden.’ Keep your eyes well ahead of where you are, and don’t panic and hit the brakes. You’ll kill yourself trying to stop, so once you’re in, commit.”
“Good,” Cas said, smiling. “Same goes for running downhill. Stay loose, stay light, and don’t try to dig in your heels and slow down. I’ll go, then Jimmy. Give us a good head start, just in case somebody falls.” And with that, he took off, bombing down the slope. Dean’s jaw dropped slightly, watching; rather than looking clumsy, Cas seemed to float from ridge to ridge, occasionally using flat rocks as springboards to propel himself forward. He made the treacherous run look effortless, arms loosely held out for balance.
“Fuckin’ beautiful, isn’t he?” Jimmy said quietly. He was smiling fondly, shaking his head; the words were so close to what he’d been thinking himself, they caught Dean off guard, and he couldn’t help staring. With a quick inhale and a wordless shout like a war cry, Jimmy plunged after Cas. He lacked the runner’s grace of his brother, but he made up for it in sheer exuberance, barreling forward with abandon. Dean half expected to see him trip at any moment, but core strength and luck seemed sufficient to keep him upright and moving.
Watching the twins tear down the hill, Dean couldn’t stop laughing, full of vicarious pleasure. The message was clear, watching them go: no second-guessing, no time for doubt. That wasn’t always an easy step for Dean, but when it felt right…he took a deep breath, blew it out, and committed.
Competition and racing are nothing new to Castiel and Jimmy Novak. Since leaving behind college athletics and settling down into their professional lives, however, it’s gotten harder to scratch that competitive itch. Now Jimmy’s swimming skills and Cas’s running abilities have earned unexpected attention, and they’ve been pressured into creating a relay team for the “Escape from Alcatraz” triathlon. All they need is a cyclist who can keep up.
Dean insists he is not an athlete. He’s not about to back down from a challenge, though, so he’ll do whatever he has to do, as far outside his comfort zone as it may take him. Finding fast new best friends in the Novak twins should make that stretch easier for him, but instead, as he can’t help falling in love with not one, but both twins, things just keep getting a whole lot more complicated.
Teaser:
“So that’s about two miles, halfway around the loop,” Cas said. “Not bad at all. Now, tell me something, Dean. If you were on your bike, and you were looking at that…” he gestured to the trail ahead of them. “What would you do?”
Dean crossed in front of Cas and looked down. They had apparently reached the top of the hill; in front of them was a much steeper descent than the gradual trail they’d ascended. It was rocky, and the dirt path twisted and turned sharply around the small obstacles all the way to the bottom.
“Well,” he said slowly, “main rule of downhill cycling is ‘don’t do anything sudden.’ Keep your eyes well ahead of where you are, and don’t panic and hit the brakes. You’ll kill yourself trying to stop, so once you’re in, commit.”
“Good,” Cas said, smiling. “Same goes for running downhill. Stay loose, stay light, and don’t try to dig in your heels and slow down. I’ll go, then Jimmy. Give us a good head start, just in case somebody falls.” And with that, he took off, bombing down the slope. Dean’s jaw dropped slightly, watching; rather than looking clumsy, Cas seemed to float from ridge to ridge, occasionally using flat rocks as springboards to propel himself forward. He made the treacherous run look effortless, arms loosely held out for balance.
“Fuckin’ beautiful, isn’t he?” Jimmy said quietly. He was smiling fondly, shaking his head; the words were so close to what he’d been thinking himself, they caught Dean off guard, and he couldn’t help staring. With a quick inhale and a wordless shout like a war cry, Jimmy plunged after Cas. He lacked the runner’s grace of his brother, but he made up for it in sheer exuberance, barreling forward with abandon. Dean half expected to see him trip at any moment, but core strength and luck seemed sufficient to keep him upright and moving.
Watching the twins tear down the hill, Dean couldn’t stop laughing, full of vicarious pleasure. The message was clear, watching them go: no second-guessing, no time for doubt. That wasn’t always an easy step for Dean, but when it felt right…he took a deep breath, blew it out, and committed.
Competition and racing are nothing new to Castiel and Jimmy Novak. Since leaving behind college athletics and settling down into their professional lives, however, it’s gotten harder to scratch that competitive itch. Now Jimmy’s swimming skills and Cas’s running abilities have earned unexpected attention, and they’ve been pressured into creating a relay team for the “Escape from Alcatraz” triathlon. All they need is a cyclist who can keep up.
Dean insists he is not an athlete. He’s not about to back down from a challenge, though, so he’ll do whatever he has to do, as far outside his comfort zone as it may take him. Finding fast new best friends in the Novak twins should make that stretch easier for him, but instead, as he can’t help falling in love with not one, but both twins, things just keep getting a whole lot more complicated.
Teaser:
“So that’s about two miles, halfway around the loop,” Cas said. “Not bad at all. Now, tell me something, Dean. If you were on your bike, and you were looking at that…” he gestured to the trail ahead of them. “What would you do?”
Dean crossed in front of Cas and looked down. They had apparently reached the top of the hill; in front of them was a much steeper descent than the gradual trail they’d ascended. It was rocky, and the dirt path twisted and turned sharply around the small obstacles all the way to the bottom.
“Well,” he said slowly, “main rule of downhill cycling is ‘don’t do anything sudden.’ Keep your eyes well ahead of where you are, and don’t panic and hit the brakes. You’ll kill yourself trying to stop, so once you’re in, commit.”
“Good,” Cas said, smiling. “Same goes for running downhill. Stay loose, stay light, and don’t try to dig in your heels and slow down. I’ll go, then Jimmy. Give us a good head start, just in case somebody falls.” And with that, he took off, bombing down the slope. Dean’s jaw dropped slightly, watching; rather than looking clumsy, Cas seemed to float from ridge to ridge, occasionally using flat rocks as springboards to propel himself forward. He made the treacherous run look effortless, arms loosely held out for balance.
“Fuckin’ beautiful, isn’t he?” Jimmy said quietly. He was smiling fondly, shaking his head; the words were so close to what he’d been thinking himself, they caught Dean off guard, and he couldn’t help staring. With a quick inhale and a wordless shout like a war cry, Jimmy plunged after Cas. He lacked the runner’s grace of his brother, but he made up for it in sheer exuberance, barreling forward with abandon. Dean half expected to see him trip at any moment, but core strength and luck seemed sufficient to keep him upright and moving.
Watching the twins tear down the hill, Dean couldn’t stop laughing, full of vicarious pleasure. The message was clear, watching them go: no second-guessing, no time for doubt. That wasn’t always an easy step for Dean, but when it felt right…he took a deep breath, blew it out, and committed.