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holylulusworld · 5 months ago
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Title: Belong
Pairing: Alpha!Dean Winchester x Omega!Reader
Characters: John Winchester, Sam Winchester
Written for: @spnabobingo​​​
Square filled: Oral Sex
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: ~900
Summary: You belong with him.
Warnings: angst, language, oral sex, voyeurism, sex party’s a/b/o style, dom!Dean, sub!Reader, nakedness, protective Dean, dirty talk, praise kink,   a/b/o, a/b/o dynamics, fluff, aftercare, cuddling & snuggling, scenting, use of safe word, mentions of breeding parties (we will get back to that topic in another fic...)
A/N: This story belongs to my pack collection.
2021 SPN A/B/O BINGO masterlist
Divider by @firefly-graphics
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“Slow. Take your time,” he looks down at you, proudly puffing his chest. “Show them who you belong to.” Your alpha runs his hand over your head, gently patting you. “You’re such a good girl for me, my pretty girl. Go slow and remember our safety tap.”
You should be ashamed and scared to be half-naked and vulnerable in front of your alpha’s pack. You aren’t. Dean would never allow anyone to hurt you or take advantage of his omega. And this is what you wanted.
You want to be a part of his world, so you slowly start to bob your head and enjoy having the attention of all the alphas in his pack.
“You and I, sweetheart. There is no one else in this room,” he nods as you stop your motion, smiling softly to give you the chance to stop. “If you want to go, tell me so.”
You batt your eyelashes, mumbling around his twitching cock. For a moment you just hold his gaze before your eyes flutter shut. 
“She’s so sweet and obedient,” the eldest alpha purrs as you gently cup your alpha’s balls to massage them. “I like her ass. Did you already have a taste?” John looks at your ass barely covered by a pair of red lace panties. “I bet she’s tight.”
“You wanted to get to know the girl belonging to me. No questions. No touching. No jerking off while she sucks my dick,” his emerald eyes darken, and you smile around him. “She agreed to get to know all of you and come to one of our parties. I never said I’ll share.” 
“Fuck, she takes all of him down her throat,” you feel a presence behind as you slowly move back and forth. The alpha pats your head and you freeze as Dean’s eyes narrow. A deep guttural noise leaves his lips. He grits his teeth and snarls in the man’s direction. “I’d die to have a taste.”
“Hands off, Sam,” John grunts. “Sit over here and enjoy the show. No touching another alpha’s omega without his allowance. Dean said his omega is off-limits. You know the rules of the pack.”
You hear the other omegas purr behind you and the sound of a zipper coming down.
“Fuck, that’s it, slut. Take my cock down your throat like Dean’s perfect omega,” Sam grunts, frustrated. “If I can’t have her, all of you will get a load tonight. A shame Dean. She would’ve made the cutest noise while being sandwiched between us…”
Dean softly smiles as you struggle to move slow. You want to make him feel good and show his pack no one can make you feel better than you do.
You whine, releasing Dean’s cock. Tears well up to your eyes as you kneel in front of your alpha. It’s all too much out of a sudden. Sam’s words sent you spiraling and now, you don’t feel safe any longer.
“Red,” you breathe, and Dean immediately scoops you into his arms to bring you out of the room. “I’m sorry…so sorry…”
“All is good, sweetheart,” he kisses your hair, whispering soothing words. “Shit, I knew this would be too much. I didn’t want to overwhelm you, omega. I told you this is in the past. No more parties.”
“I-I wanted to know how it feels and what you felt,” you hide your face in his neck to eagerly inhale his scent. “I failed you. I’m sorry.”
“You did well, Y/N. I failed you. I shouldn’t have brought you here in the first place,” Dean walks a little faster to reach your shared room. “You’re safe with me.”
“I know,” you cry, hoping Dean will forgive you for failing him. “I just wanted to make you proud. Now everyone will believe I’m…”
“I will stop you right there,” he fumbles with the door handle, grunting as he opens the door, slamming it shut. “You did not fail me, baby girl. I failed you. This. These parties are in the past. I told you about all of this to give you choice. I wanted you to know about my past, not for you to join one of the breeding parties.”
“Oh,” you sniffle in his neck. “I thought…I mean…I wanted to do this for you, Dean. It was kinda arousing to feel their eyes on me but—"
“We will never do this again, omega,” Dean carefully places you onto the bed, immediately looking you all over. He kisses your temple, humming as you cover his hand with yours. “I’ll prepare a warm shower. I love you. You’re safe with me. How do you feel?”
“Better. Safe,” you whimper. “Loved. Warm.”
“Good girl. My beautiful girl,” he kisses your face, neck, and lips. “I love you so much, omega. My mate. My love.”
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“So pretty and soft for me,” you mewl, enjoying the little praises leave his lips. 
He helped you have a warm shower and wrapped you into one of his plaids. Now you are curled in his side, head resting on his chest.
One big warm hand runs up and down your back as he mumbles soft praises.
“Dean, I’m sorry. I should’ve known better than to agree to attend one of those parties. This is just not for me. I only want you to breed me.”
“Sweetheart, my love,” he purrs, eyes dilated as he looks down at you in his arms, “I’m gonna breed you soon. Your heat is due, and I promise, you’ll be full of my children at the end of your cycle…”
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memoryslandscape · a year ago
You must learn one thing. The world was made to be free in. Give up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong. Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you.
David Whyte, “Sweet Darkness,” Poetry of Presence: An Anthology of Mindfulness Poems, eds. Phyllis Cole-Dai & Ruby R. Wilson (Grayson Books, 2017)
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casualwriter · a year ago
Dialogue Prompts: “Act…”
1. “Just act like you belong.”
“…are you forgetting that I do belong here?”
2. “Stop acting like that!”
“Look I’m not a theatre genius like you—this is the best acting I’ve got!”
3. “I’m a brilliant actor. I think I can handle it.”
“Sweetheart, you turned Romeo and Juliet into a story about space squids.”
“As I said. Brilliant.”
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dianimations · a year ago
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brightorangerain · 11 months ago
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[ID: Black text over an image of multiple staircases reads, “Accessibility is being able to get in the building. Diversity is getting invited to the table. Inclusion is having a voice at the table. Belonging is having your voice heard at the table!” End ID]
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musicktoplayinthedark · a month ago
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My albums selection for the next week ...listen deeply:
- Pan Sonic ‎– B
- Oculus Tapageur - La voix intérieure    
-   Nico  – The End...
- Rudolf Eb.er & Will Guthrie - Hilt
- Andrea Centazzo, LaDonna Smith, Davey Williams – Velocities
- Delphine Dora - hymnes apophatiques
- Loup Uberto / Lise Barkas - Manufacture
- Belong - October Language
- Linnéa Talp – Arch Of Motion
- Bernard Parmegiani ‎– L'Œuvre Musicale En 12 CD 12
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liquidlightandrunningtrees · 8 months ago
For last year’s words belong to last year’s language And next year’s words await another voice.
T. S. Eliot, Little Gidding
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michaelbogild · 10 months ago
Stop walking through the world looking for confirmation that you don’t belong. You will always find it because you’ve made that your mission. Stop scouring people’s faces for evidence that you’re not enough. You will always find it because you’ve made that your goal. True belonging and self-worth are not goods; we don’t negotiate their value with the world. The truth about who we are lives in our hearts. Our call to courage is to protect our wild heart against constant evaluation, especially our own. No one belongs here more than you.
Brené Brown
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mple-selhnhh · a year ago
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1950 Beer Belongs PSA
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know-news-is-good-news · 25 days ago
The arrivals are setting the odds straight ! ! With more on the way from almost everywhere in the free world, the Ukrainians will push Russia back into Russia ! ! The question is will they stop THERE ! !
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