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Just before entering he took a deep breath. Calm down. Don’t let them see. They don’t deserve your problems. You can do it. Dean opened the door after exhaling one last time. I can do this.
Benny was in the kitchen, his back turned to Dean, probably making something amazing for dinner tonight. The way he stood was the only reason Benny didn’t know about the bad mood of Dean Winchester.
“Hi, cher, how was work today?”
“Good,” sighs Dean. “I guess,” he mumbles.
It’s the sigh that makes Benny turn his vision to Dean. He watches the man he loves making an attempt at smiling. A smile that doesn’t reach his lover's eyes. Benny immediately knows that something’s not right. The hunter looks like he just had one of the worst days of his life. But as Benny knows he can’t just say that ‘cause that will just make Dean shut down. So he goes for something more neutral.
“You sure? You look kinda tired.”
“Yeah, Benny, I’m fine. Stop asking.”
“Uh … huh, right.” There’s a pause while Benny looks Dean up and down again. “I totally believe you.”
Meanwhile Castiel had been eavesdropping from behind the kitchen door. He decides to join the conversation by entering the kitchen as if nothing was going on.
“Hello, Dean.”
“Hey, Cas,” Dean looks at the floor.
Benny and Castiel share a glance. Dean is not okay.
“Dean?”
“Yeah, Cas?”
“Could you come here, please. I need you for a second. There seems to be a problem.”
A heavy sigh escapes past Dean's lips. Again a sign that something is not right. Yet it doesn’t stop Dean from walking towards his first love.
“What’s the problem, Cas?”
“Whatever’s going on with you,” Castiel says while taking Dean in for a hug. Dean is stiff between his hands but gradually loosens until the hunter is full on leaning on Castiel. He lets the angel swoop him away to a place where he feels loved. Where he feels safe.
Benny’s looking at them with so much love in his eyes. ‘Those are mine,’ he thinks. He feels his heart physically swelling at the sight before him. At the simple action that showed recognition. Knowing that Dean wouldn’t have accepted the hug if it was asked but that you have to catch him by surprise shows that Castiel knows their boy like the back of his hand. That comes with recognition. That comes with love.
Meanwhile a little smile has grown on the face of Benny. It’s one of the reasons why he joins the hug. Food can wait.
The moment Benny joins in is the moment that Dean completely melts and returns the hug with all his might.
“Thank you,” Dean says softly. “I needed this.” That last part had taken some time before their boy could physically say it. It shows how much he has grown in the last few months.
“No problem, sweetheart, we’re here if you need us,” says Castiel while stroking Dean's hair. Dean kisses Cas in the crook of his neck while Benny places little kisses along the back of his neck. “We love you, Dean.” Benny whispers against his ear making Dean shiver at the sensation.
“So, what’s the problem, honey? Did something happen?” Cas asks quietly.
“Just …,” Dean buries his face further in the crook of Castiel's neck. “... Just work, I guess,” He shrugs.
Again Benny and Cas share a look. Obviously there’s something more going on. They know exactly what their boy needs. He needs a day out of his head, away from the world. Dean just needs this world. The world of Cas, Benny and him. Lucky for them it’s a Friday. They have all the time in the world.
“Dean, sweetheart? Can you look up, please?” Again Castiel.
“Do I have to?” The hunter signs looking into the eyes of his angel and seeing a hint of frustration. “I mean, ‘Do I have to, Daddy.” Putting the emphasis on ‘Daddy’ casting his eyes away again, not daring to see the growing frustration of his lover.
“Don't be a brat Dean. Look at me.” Cas takes him by his hair connecting green with blue. “That’s better.”
Meanwhile Benny proceeds to show his love through the little kisses he continues to give while still holding onto Dean, keeping him imprisoned in his and Cas’s arms. It’s the only reason their boy’s still standing.
Castiel decides to make it a little better by pulling at Dean's hair. It makes him bare his throat and gives Benny better access. That gets a reaction out of Dean. He moans even when he’s trying to cover them but failing. There’s no reason why his lovers should know what effect they’re having on him.
Yet it doesn’t work, Benny seems to know exactly what he’s thinking.
“Don’t hold back. We want to hear you.”
Dean moans in response: “Yes, Papa.”
Benny growls, ravaging Dean’s neck.
“Now, tell us what you want,” Castiel says with a hint of arousal seeping through, still holding Dean's hair.
Both Benny and Castiel know exactly what he needs, especially after the use of ‘Daddy’, but they need to hear Dean say it.
“I …,I …, please,” Dean pleads, his eyes on the verge of crying. “Please, Daddy, I … I … need you. I need Papa. Please.”
“What else?” Cas whispers against his ear. Dean shivers, making his dick twitch in his pants.
“Use your words, boy,” says Benny.
“I…,” The hunter swallows. “I need my cage. Please… I don’t want to think anymore. I just want you. Can you help me…Please? Daddy?” Dean turns. “Papa?” A tear escapes his eye. “Please?”
“Of course, cher.” He kisses Dean on the mouth. “But not today."
Dean groans in frustration: “Why?”
“‘Cause you need food. And sleep. We’ll do it tomorrow, alright?”
“Fine…”
“Oh, and Dean. Who am I?”
“Papa.”
“And why exactly aren’t you addressing me like that?”
Dean swallows. Oh, shit.
“Sorry, Papa,” he says casting his eyes down. Benny absolutely loves this. The brat that changes into a shy submissive.
“Good boy. Now go shower. Dinner will be ready when you come back.”
They let Dean leave their arms of imprisonment to leave for the shower.
“Oh, and Dean?” Cas calls after him.
“Yes, Daddy?”
“Come back naked. You don’t need your clothes anymore. No need for unnecessary things.”
“Okay …”
“Okay who?”
“...Okay, Daddy”
“Good boy,” Castiel smirks.
While Dean is in the shower Benny and Cas quickly discuss what they’re going to do tomorrow. The decision’s quickly made because they’ll be using one of the scènes they’ve discussed before but never actually done. That’s when Dean decides to show, still covering his lower body parts.
Castiel and Benny look up. Unhappy.
“Why are you still wearing that?” Cas almost growls. “Mmh?”
“I … Uhm, I … forgot?”
“Forgot what, huh? An order?”
“Yes …?” Dean answers unsure.
This only makes Cas more mad.
“Yes, who?”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“I thought so. Now drop that disgusting thing and sit.”
Dean does, blushing while doing so. Benny just looks from the side enjoying the scene unfolding before him a little too much. He doesn’t care though.
And that’s how Dean eats, naked, from Castiel's hands with Benny offering some water, through a straw, every once in a while. That’s when the first of Dean’s swirling thoughts change into something more pleasant. Everything begins to settle down. He’s curious as to what tomorrow will bring.
After dinner a collar gets placed around Dean's neck indicating the start of a scene. Dean smiles. This is exactly what he needs. Afterwards he’s brought to his cage in the corner of their bedroom. On his knees he gets in without a single thought of struggling. He’s asleep before the lights go out.
Castiel and Benny share a kiss in the doorway of their bedroom after saying goodnight to a sleeping Dean.
“Tomorrow will be amazing,” Benny whispers against Castiel's lips.
“Mmh”
It will be exactly what Dean needs: being nothing more than a toy that can’t think for itself.