Twist and Shout {VulcanSpock}

[W1nchester]

Dean was relieved once his daddy pulled him off his lap. He sniffled a bit and hung onto his daddy like he was all of ten years old again. "Nah... I'm just bein' stubborn 'cause I don't wanna sleep..." He said honestly to his dad, burying his face in his shoulder. "I'll try." He said, voice quiet and muffled.

***

It didn't take long. Sam came with urgency all inside of Castiel's mouth, groaning out his name. He panted a bit and kicked off his jeans and boxers all the way as Cas swallowed his sweet cum. He then easily picked the male up and kissed him deeply, hands running all over him. "Now it's my turn ta take care of you." He breathed, flipping him over on his lap, plunging a finger into Castiel's lap stretching him out enough to sit him on his cock, bouncing him up and down while simultaneously stroking his cock and taking breaks from that to pinch and prod his nipples.

"So good for me, Cas." He breathed, nibbling on his shoulder.

[KingCrowley]

John chuckled and kissed his son's forehead, "That's my boy." he said proudly and hugged Dean a little bit closer to him. He had hoped he'd have the milk and honey since that always made him tired, but he wouldn't force it if Dean didn't want it. "When you were a baby, I used to slip some honey in your formula, and a li'l bit of whisky and you went to sleep like a li'l angel." he told him. "Never told yer mother that though, I doubt she'd want an alcoholic baby." he grinned.

***

Castiel lapped up Sam's 'milk' like a happy cat, swallowing it down and humming at the sweet taste. He then watched as Sam pulled him to sit on his lap, whimpering in shock when he plunged a finger inside of him, "S-Sam..." he breathed. But then he saw stars when Sam shoved his cock up and started rocking while also stroking him. Now that he was human, it didn't take him long to reach that climax.

"Sirrrrrr!!!" he breathed throatily and eventually he came on Sam, panting heavily and gasping out his name. "That...that was...amazing sir..." he told him, flopping down on the bed on his stomach, head spinning.

[W1nchester]

Dean snorted at his dad's confession, chuckling and shaking his head. "Bet mom woulda whooped ya if she found out." He said with a grin, chuckling again before forcing himself to kneel, hands going back to rub his sore cheeks. "I guess I could do with some milk an' honey, though." He said, "Lil whiskey would be nice, too!" He tried, a mischievous smirk spread onto his face.

***

Sam was panting with Castiel--if he could have cum twice, he would have. He squeezed out Castiel's orgasm with his big hand, cupping it to his mouth and licking it up. He flopped down with the man and slung an arm across his back, holding him close.

"That was really, really good." He agreed, kissing Castiel's cheek, snuggling up to him like a giant cat. "Love you, Cas."

[KingCrowley]

John smirked and nodded his head, "Y'would say that after I just got comfortable." he answered, lightly smacking Dean's head as he went into the kitchen, making his son a glass of warm milk with sweet honey and a couple drops of whisky, knowing it would put him to sleep just like it did when he was a baby. "Okay kiddo, here you go." he smiled, handing it to him. "Couldn't find a bottle, so Daddy can't feed it to ya this time." he teased and stretched out.

***

Castiel smiled and turned to lay on his hip, pulling Sam that much closer, "It was, I think that was my best yet...being human and having sex...feels much better than it did when I was an Angel." he told him and kissed his lips deeply, "I love you too, Sam." he said softly and then got under the covers with him, holding his Sam close.

"Goodnight Sam."

[W1nchester]

A few weeks later, Dean's pink backside had went back to white and his attitude had came tenfold. They had seen Sam and Cas a couple times, and Dean was happy for them--really he did. But he started to feel a bit lonely. Isolated, if you will. A couple of times, his dad smacked him, or sent him to the corner.

Which he was standing in now, due to the elder Winchester boy raising his voice at his father. John was making lunch and Dean's nose was parked in the corner, blushing, crossing his arms.

After five minutes, he snapped, "Can I come out now?" He demanded.

***

Sammy and Cas' relationship was better than before. Sam felt stronger with Cas, and he thought Cas felt the same. They felt closer, in Sam's personal opinion. He was also making lunch at the same time his father was--mac n' cheese, a Winchester classic.

"Hey, Cas?" He called to his presumably sleeping boyfriend. "Come get food. Don't make me come grab ya!" He warned, waiting for any response.

[KingCrowley]

John knew that it had to be tough on Dean, not having Sammy anymore, and so he tried to make up for that by bonding with Dean as much as he could. Of course, he still smacked his lily white ass when he got out of line, and that had happened today so John stuck Dean in the corner in hopes he'd just stay there and do his time out rather than John having to take Dean over his knee.

"No Dean, yer in there for fifteen minutes. Shut yer pie hole or else." he warned him, tone growling as he made lunch for the two of them.

***

Castiel opened one eye when he heard Sam calling down to him. Sam was a natural early riser and Castiel...less so. He wanted to stay in bed but knew there was no way in hell that Sam would let him. Well then...what if I lied?

When Sam came up into the room, Cas fake coughed and whimpered, "Sammy I do not feel so well...may I please stay in bed?" he lied to him. He'd never lied to Sam before, but he doubted the man would know he was lying.

[W1nchester]

Dean growled as his father told him that he was going to be in there for fifteen minutes. That meant he still had like ten minutes to go! That just wasn't fair! Why did his dad have to be such a jerk? A really hard-headed jerk, at that!

He huffed and shook his head, turning to glare at his father over his shoulder. "But this is stupid. I'm not a little boy. Let me out." He said, voice retaining a whiny quality.

***

Upon not hearing a response, Sammy frowned, mild concern growing for his boyfriend. If he just wasn't up yet, like he asked twenty minutes ago, he could wake him up with a few good smacks to his ass. So he turned off the burner and wiped his hands on his jeans, heading upstairs to his lover and seeing his pitiful state.

He kind of thought the cough was fake, but he wasn't sure. He sat down on the edge of the bed and placed the back of his hand on Castiel's forehead and held it there for a few moments. "No temperature, baby." He murmured, looking him over. "And you're not sweating. Have you gone to the bathroom yet? Does your stomach hurt? Or is it a headache? We've got painkillers and stuff but I dunno about suppositories..."

Apparently being sick would be hard for him to fake around Nurse Sammy.

[KingCrowley]

John growled at that, putting down the luncheon meat and he walked over to his whining son, raising his hand and giving his jean covered ass ten firm swats, "Dean, that's ENOUGH! Yer actin' like a little boy, now yer gonna stay in the corner and behave yer self or Daddy's gonna drag ya out and put you over my knee, give ya a damn good spankin' and then put ya right back in the corner."

He frowned at him, "Is that what'cha want?"

***

Castiel groaned a bit as Sam touched his head, thinking that pretending to have a headache was going to be the best way to go. "Just a head ache Sam.." he answered, lying through his teeth and he hoped he sounded convincing even though he had no idea how to fake a headache or convincingly lie.

[W1nchester]

Dean flinched as his dad headed over to him and smacked his ass. His hands wildly grabbed onto the wall and he whined at the hard swats he received, glaring at the wall and shaking his head at his father. "Nooooo." He groaned, moving his hands back to now shield his bottom since his dad and his big hand were standing by him, now. "But I'm too old to stand in the corner, dad... I don't wanna." He said indignantly.

***

Sammy's thumbs went under Cas' eyes, pulling them down a bit to make sure they weren't horribly bloodshot, and that his pupils weren't oddly dilated. "You weren't drinking, right? Because I'll spank you if you have a hangover." He said firmly, before kissing his lips gently. "Come get something to eat. You'll start to feel better." He said encouragingly.

[KingCrowley]

John sighed and shook his head, "Okay I warned you, son." he told him and then grabbed his upper arm. He sat down on the sofa and then put Dean over his knee, grabbing the hem of his jeans and boxers, then yanking them down in one go. "I aint puttin' up with that kinda disrespect, Dean. You got that?" he then raised his hand and started spanking his oldest son firmly, alternating between cheeks.

***

Castiel shook his head at the suggestion of food, he just wanted to stay in bed and laze around, hence why he was lying. "No..I think laying down and trying to sleep will help more." he told him and burrowed under the covers. "No, I was not drinking anything other than what you saw me drink the night before." he answered, that part being honest.