This Damn Season

by Cosmicdarikano, WellDoneBeca

Summary:

Dean picks up two lost bunny girls during mating season.
The Winchester brothers are about to have a lot of fun riding their ruts with those twins in heat.

Notes:

This can only be described as a fever dream.
Enjoy the craziest story I ever wrote (with my bestie).

Chapter 1: 1

Dean grunted complaints to himself as he drove back home, annoyed for the lack of open bars, giving up after facing his fourth closed door. 

It was mating season, and that meant that many businesses were closed, leaving just the essential shit open - supermarkets, hospitals, drug stores... that kind of crap. Not bars, though. Never bars.

He wasn't spending another grand on an omega sex worker for the next month to stay and warm his bed. He was going to have to spend the next weeks alone. 

His little brother, though, was lucky. That Omega bitch he was seeing on-and-off had offered to spend their season together. Dean could almost hear him now - 'you shouldn't call omegas bitches, Dean, it's derogatory' - and just hoped he didn't end up an uncle by the end of this. Bitch better be on birth control, because he knew Sammy wasn't.

His nose picked up their scent before his eyes noticed their presence. It was no surprise: of all demihumans, wolves had the better olfactory skill - it had something to do with evolution and hunting or whatever.

Dean didn't even think before opening his windows more, mouth-watering as he pulled over into the nearby gas station - it was closed, but the fuel was automated. 

The sweet combined scents were nearly identical, with little different tones. Whatever pair was behind it, they had to be closely related. 

And then, he saw them.

Two little bunnies, with tiny skirts and their asses in the air as they looked for something under a fancy car's hood.

His cock hardened in his pants, and he tilted his head to look at their faces, realising one of them was holding a phone and the other a map. 

"Ditties, I think we turned in the wrong street," the one holding the map looked around, looking nervous. "I told you to follow the GPS!”.

Twins! 

Sure, they had different coloured hairs, but they had to be twins. Bunnies didn't come out with purple hair. Those dark red locks, though... they made sense. Made him want to wrap his fingers around them and pull as they rode his cock.  They looked too much alike for him to be wrong.

And so small. Fuck.

Dean knew it wasn't taboo for different types of demihumans to mate, but their mating desires differed a lot. As a wolf, his ruts were long and hard and if the bunny porn he watched was honest, then they fucked fast and in rapid succession until everyone was passing out on top of each other, waking up to fuck more, until the season was over. Many female bunnies would end up with litters from many different fathers, which was why their community wasn't very much into the nuclear family. Full generations raised full generations. 

Once again, he could imagine his brother's voice correcting him: 'porn isn't real life, Dean. Don't be a weirdo.'

But this was better than porn.

Two sweet-smelling bunnies out there? They were clearly lost, and it would be very wrong for him to not offer them help! 

His mother, may her memory bring peace, raised a gentleman, after all.

"Hello?" he called, clearing his throat and looking out through the open window. 

The purple-haired bunny jumped high in surprise to his call, and he could see how she was a little goth, with black eyeliner and a tight corset that made her boobs jump nearly jump out and a tiny leather skirt. 

Oh, he hoped this was fake leather. She didn't look the mean type. 

Dean stepped out of his car, calming his tail from wagging too much.

"We are okay," she said quickly. "Thank you."

Her sister scoffed, big ears moving along with her lips as she dismissed her nervous answer.

They were a little different, his two bunny twins. The goth had her hair long and smooth, and her ears were hidden among her dyed locks, almost as if she was hiding it. The other twin was high and proud, with tall ears and short hair - a little spiky - in the same colour as her twin's roots. 

Dean walked forward and looked over where the short-haired one was looking into the engine, holding her phone as she played a video. 

They were so small he could look right from behind her and have no problem. 

"Your engine looks overheated," he noticed.

His eyes darted down, and he clenched his jaw when he realised her little tail was out from her skirt.

This one wasn't hiding anything at all.

"Obviously," she remarked. 

He chuckled. Brave little bunny. 

"When was the last time your oil was changed?" he asked.

His question was met by silence, and he chuckled. 

"There you go," he put his hands in his pockets. "I found your problem."

The skittish one moved from one foot to the other.

"I told you we should have booked that appointment before last week," she whined. "You never listen to me." 

"I didn't think it was going to overheat that fast, Thea!" she hissed. "How was I supposed to know?" 

He looked over at Thea and she pouted. 

"You are the one who drives, Dittie!" she squeaked. "How come you don't know what the car needs?!"

Dean laughed out loud, and Thea blushed deeply, her whole face became red as a cherry as her sister pouted, angry. 

"Where are you two going?" he asked. 

"The bunny neighbourhood," Thea said quickly. 

"We're going to a community mating ever for the season," Dittie answered, instead. 

Well, he knew who was the outspoken one between them now. 

"Oh," he raised his eyebrows.  Okay." 

A bunny orgy. 

Why wasn't he surprised?

"Well, ladies," he smirked. "It's your lucky day. I'm a mechanic." 

Dittie's eyes grew wide, and Thea crossed her arms. 

"I'll tow your car," he told them. "And I can fix it for you."

Dittie's eyes grew wide, and Thea crossed her arms. 

"I'll tow your car," he told them. "And I can fix it for you."

"You do?" the brave little bunny asked. "Oh, thank you so much!" 

"What, for free?" Thea spat out. 

Dean chuckled. 

"No, sweetheart, not for free," he pointed out. "But it's not an absurd price, don't worry. I'm flexible."

She raised her little chin, and Dean watched her plushy lips.

He liked that kind of girl. Hard to smile, never trusting anyone... it was much sweeter when he got to kiss them and make them moan his name.

And he was getting a kiss out of those dark painted lips. 

And maybe from her sister's too. Who could say?

It wasn't a bad idea.

And it was a great payment, after all.

"You can ride in my car," he pointed back. "And if it calms you, little goth, you can be together in the backseat." 

He didn't wait for them to answer, just getting back to his big truck and pulling out a tow strap- it had to fit him, obviously. Wolves were a big kind. 

He was going to have a lot of fun.

Chapter 2: 2

They didn't say anything as Dean drove out, and in mere minutes, his car was smelling like sweet omega bunny scent, and if Dean wasn’t able to control his tail, he wasn't able to control his cock.

He wondered how dumb they had to be now to not realise how they were affecting him. All he wanted was to just park somewhere and knot any or both of them.

He very well could, but he was sure one of them would run off. Bunnies were very fast. 

That was why he was driving them into his home. 

"Do you have names?" he tapped his fingers against the wheel. 

The windows were rolled up, and the car was locked. The child lock system meant that they couldn't open the door from inside, but they didn't know that. 

Sweet little bunnies. 

"Aphrodite," the perky bunny told him. "But everyone calls me Dittie." 

He looked at her from the mirror to his right. 

"The name suits you very well, Aphrodite," he winked. "And your little sister?"

"Are you sure you're driving in the right direction?" Thea asked, instead. "I'm sure we are supposed to go North." 

Dean held back a smirk. 

"I know what I'm doing," he assured them. "Don't worry. You're safe with me." 

"Her name is Athena," Dittie introduced her sister. "But we call her Thea." 

Athena. His little wise bunny had a fitting name, it seemed. 

Not wise enough, though. 

Their many daddies didn't teach them not to get into cars with unknown wolves.

 "You know, I never met any bunny formally before," he told them. "This is a wolf neighbourhood, with big families and great bars. We have some foxes in the West, cats in the East... sometimes we have the same school district, but that's it."

“We’ve never met wolves either,” Dittie affirmed. “This neighbourhood is an interesting place.”

Dean raised his eyebrows. 

"Interesting?" he asked. 

"Separated houses," she looked out the window. "Very individualistic."

He nodded and looked over at Thea, who didn't look like she was paying a lot of attention to Dean. 

"Oh, wait," he raised his voice, quickly remembering something. "I have met another bunny before. Cottontail, at the strip club." 

The goth sister turned to look straight in his direction, frowny little thing, looking angry and scared. 

"Anyway," he continued to drive. "I actually live with my brother. It's a little uncommon, but he is the only family I have. I want to keep close, you know?"

Dittie nodded. "Is he your twin too?" she asked, and Dean realised she probably hadn't even processed what he had said about Cottontail. 

Oh, sweet little bimbo. 

"No," he shook his head. "He's my little brother."

"We have a lot of brothers," she remarked.

He raised his eyebrows. 

"How do you know who to mate, then?" he asked. 

"Omegas move out once we are ready to mate," Dittie explained. "And we don't go to any place our grandparents and parents have gone to."

He nodded slowly. 

"That's why we got lost," she pointed out. "We've never been to this mating community before."

"We can scent who we are related to," Thea mumbled. "We got good noses." 

She moved behind him, and sniffed around Dean, making him swallow down, and he heard her gasp, looking through the mirror and finding her blushing. 

He chuckled, hornier than ever and turned to them, offering her a toothy smile. 

"Do you like what you smelt?" 

Dean looked at his front again and smirked as he entered his garage.

"We're here," he closed the garage door.

The girls looked back, and finally - finally - realised what was happening. 

"Where are we?" Thea asked.

"My house," he unlocked the car. 

Their eyes widened. "You said you were taking us to your shop," Dittie nearly hissed. 

"I did," Dean walked out of the car and opened their doors. "This is my shop and my home."

He waited for them to walk out of the truck, walking to their own vehicle. 

"Now, before I get started on fixing the engine," he smirked, feeling his tail wagging. "Let's talk about payment."

Dean raised his chin.

"What do you mean?" Thea crossed her arms, rubbing her legs together. 

They were getting into heat, after all. Probably starting to get horny soon. 

"What about a kiss?" he teased.

Thea squeezed her sister's arm, hiding behind her and keeping her away from him. 

"Dittie, I think we should go." 

"It's okay if you don't wanna kiss my lips," he teased. "You can kiss my cock." 

Aphrodite untangled herself from her sister's grip and slapped his face, tiny hand making a warm mark on his cheek.

She grabbed her hand and Dean watched as the girls rushed out, chuckling as he heard their little steps, and gave the two some room to try and escape before following to where he could scent them more strongly.

Sam's kinky room.

Stupid little bunnies had trapped themselves. 

"I don't want to hurt you," he descended the stairs, closing the door behind himself. "But you have to be good little bunnies."

He had to give it to his brother. His sex dungeon was very, very useful.

Two doors, one at the top and one at the bottom of the stairs, chains and fucking machines, and a bed suitable for orgies.

"Little heat brains," he mocked the girls. "All trapped in the big bad wolf's den."

He raised his eyebrows in surprise when he realised the two girls were standing, frozen as Sam stared at them.

Dean raised his eyebrows, surprised. 

"I didn't know you were going to be home."

"Ruby cancelled with me," Sam grunted, and Dean could scent how he was already in rut.

Dean scoffed. 

"Cancelled?" 

Sam looked away. 

"She was fucking someone else, okay?" he crossed his arms.

He shrugged, and Dittie up, pointing at Thea with his chin. 

"Grab that one," he commanded. "I need to punish this dirty little bunny."

Sam shrugged, simply grabbing Athena and sitting her on his lap as Dean pulled the little brave bunny by her ears and threw her on his lap. 

"Please," she whined, squirming on top of him. 

"Dean, what is this?" Sam asked, just as he slapped the little bunny's butt, hitting the fatty round globes. 

He rolled his eyes, holding Dittie down as he hit her again, feeling her wet pussy every time his palm hit her warm skin. 

His brave little bunny was getting off on that, after all. 

"How else do you want to get through the season, Sam?" he pinned the girl down.

Normally, Sam would be one to fight him and tell him how they were not feral animals but right now, his brother was too hot to think of it. 

"Whatever," he mumbled. 

Dean looked over at him, and smirked once he realised he was holding Thea back, caressing her legs and petting her hair as she squirmed on his lap. 

"Are you naked?" he asked, giving the girl another slap.

"Underwear," he mumbled, caressing her stomach, and Dean smirked when his brother was sniffing the crook of her neck. "Too hot." 

"Please," Dittie pleaded. "I've learnt my lesson. Please, stop."

"Yeah, I'm hot too," he scoffed, slapping her pussy, and rubbing against it a little bit. 

So wet, that little bunny.

"Please," she whined. 

Dean chuckled and squeezed her little tail. 

"I know, little bunny."

He pushed her off of his lap and tore his clothes away, looking back at where Sam was holding her sister, and smirking when he realised his brother was already playing with her pussy. 

"And you," he looked over the little goth. "I think we found the sluttier sister."

Sam scoffed, eyes wandering to the girl sniffing knelt on the floor.

"You know what, Sammy?" he looked down at the girl. "Why don't we switch?"

Little Thea raised her gaze to him and Dean smirked. 

"I still want to kiss your lips, little goddess." 

The little bunny pouted and he picked her up. 

"I'm not that much of a fan of crying girls," he remarked. "I like the slutty ones better."

Chapter 3: 3

Notes:

This is Cosmic's favourite chapter!
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Sam held the little sniffing bunny in his arms, caressing her spiky hair gently.

"Hey, it's okay," he moved a hand over her back. "It's alright." 

He knew he should be helping her and her sister out, of course, he did. But they smelt so good... surely the other wolves wouldn't treat them as nicely as he was going to treat them, right?

"Let's get those clothes off," he cooed softly, unzipping her skirt and pushing it away, holding her hands, stopping her from trying to stop him. "It's okay, little bunny. It's okay."

"Please," she whimpered. 

Sam tore her blue hoodie away from her body and licked his lips when he realised what she was wearing underneath. 

A little cropped lacy top framing her tiny sweet titties, pink and with no bra underneath. 

"Oh, sweet thing," he cooed. 

She was so small. Neither she nor her twin could be even five feet tall, and his whole hand covered her whole chest. 

Sam was sure he could suck her whole tit in his mouth if he wanted to.

He lifted her up, and tested his theory, covering the soft skin with his mouth and sucking her completely into his lips.

His little bunny moaned, whimpering and squirming, and Sam moved a hand down between her legs, pushing her underwear out of the way and pushing a finger into her drenched wet pussy.

So responsive and needy, like a good little Omega should be. 

He looked back at Dean and the other bunny and smirked when she was already spread out, crying out with him between her legs, eating her pussy. 

Fuck, he didn't even know how they would fit their cocks in their tiny little pussies.

"Have you ever been fucked, little bunny?" he cooed, fingers finding her little clit and playing with it, and he chuckled when she keened. 

"I'm not a virgin," she panted. 

Sam scoffed. 

"That's not what I mean, baby," he put his face in the crook of her neck, finding her sweet mating gland. "We need to see how you'll take my cock."

She whimpered, pussy getting wetter against his fingers. 

Oh, such a slutty little thing. 

"You're so small, after all," he pinched her little clit. "And I'm so big."

Her shiny brown eyes widened as she looked both scared and excited. 

"How big?" she whispered.

Sam chuckled and moved one of his hands down, pushing the fabric of his briefs down and freeing his cock, and his pretty bunny gasped when his cock jumped and hit her on her soft stomach. 

"Give me your hand, little bunny," he instructed. 

She put her hand, obedient, out and blushed.

"My name is Dittie," she told him.

Sam simply nodded, and took her hand in his, moving it down to his cock and licking his lips when she tried to close it around it, though her fingers couldn't touch. 

"My name is Sam, my little bunny," he caressed her little nose.

Dittie's eyes moved down to his cock, and Sam licked his lips at how amazed she seemed to be. 

"Do you want that in, little thing?" he asked, nearly cooing at her. "Want me to breed you up?" 

Her brown eyes sparkled. 

If she was participating in mating season this year, then he knew she was aware of its goal. Bunnies, he knew, only participated when they wanted to get stuffed with a litter.

"Can I?" she panted, fascinated. 

Sam moved his free hand down, petting her clit, and smiled when she started squirming. 

"Of course you can, my little bunny," he licked his lips. "But I must warn you, I'm not like bunnies. I'm a wolf. I'll be the only one to breed you, and once I get my knot into your pussy, I'll never be able to let you go." 

Her eyes shot right up to his, and her pussy creamed more. 

"I'll get you full of my wolf pups," he declared, quickening his pace on her clit. "And I'll bite that little neck to show everyone that you are mine."

That seemed to be the word. 

His little bunny came with pathetic little whimpers and launched herself forward, wrapping her sweet arms around his neck, trying to rub herself against his cock, fully into heat now, by the way she smelt. 

"Hear that, my slutty bunny?" Dean growled by his side, and he watched as his brother fucked into his girl, merciless as she moaned and cried. "Your little sister will be Sammy's, and you will be mine forever." 

Dittie's goth twin just moaned, dark mascara staining her pink cheeks, and Sam moved his focus back to his little bunny.

"Please," she whined, wet pussy rubbing against his shaft. "Sam."

Oh, his needy little Omega.

"I know, baby, I know," he gripped his cock, resting the tip against her entrance, already surrounded by her slick and smelling her scent ever so strongly now. "You need my knot, don't you? You need daddy’s knot.

She tried to push herself down, but Sam was careful, holding her by the waist and slowing her down. 

"I don't want to hurt you, my little bunny," he cooed, petting her little clit again, knowing it would be much easier if she was feeling more pleasure. "Daddy is too big for you."

She looked up at him, curious and cute, and Sam smirked. 

"Daddy?" she repeated. 

"I'll be a daddy soon, aren't I?" he pinched her little clitty, and chuckled when she both jumped and moaned. 

"Please," his little bunny pleaded.

He exhaled loudly when he pushed the tip of his cock into her pussy. 

It was tighter and wetter than Sam expected, but his cock slid into it without resistance. 

"Daddy," she whined. "Daddy, daddy!"

His little bunny sniffed, crying again, though this time he knew it was from pleasure, and kissed her face softly as he rested on his shoulder. 

"You're doing it, my little bunny," he caressed her round hip. "You're taking daddy's cock like a good little girl."

He lifted her up a little, and then down again, and moaned when her little cunt squeezed around his cock on the way back in. 

Fuck, he was going to keep this little bunny and fuck her every day just like that.

She was going to look so cute stuffed with his pups, little tits swollen and dripping with milk... Fuck, he'd be sure to give her a belly full of pup every mating season.

His little bunny moaned, and Sam pulled on her ears gently, feeling her pussy squeezing more, and couldn't help but wag his tail a bit. 

Oh, this could be interesting in the future. 

"I'm gonna find all of my little bunny's sensitive spots," he cooed. "Yes, I will." 

She whimpered, and clung to his neck as Sam's finger quickened on her clit. 

"Daddy," she pleaded. 

"You wanna cum again, little bunny?" he scratched the back of her ear, earning a moan in response. "My little bunny is so insatiable, isn't she?"

"Want your cock," she pleaded, instead. 

Sam raised his eyebrows. 

"But I already have my cock inside you, little bunny," he pointed out. 

"Need it all," she whimpered. "All inside me wanna feel all of it."

Sam stopped himself from growling. 

"My little bunny needs more of daddy's cock, then?" he put a second finger on her clit. "Daddy's tip is not enough for her, uh? Cumming over and over his cock isn't enough for her. She needs to have her little cunny all full of daddy's cock."

His little bunny came again, squeezing his dick like the hungry little thing she was and trying to push herself further down, and Sam pinched her thigh when she moved her hands down to try and push his hand away. 

"If you want my cock, you're gonna take all the orgasms I give you, little bunny," he hissed, halfway inside her. 

Dittie keened, soft left twitching and lips parted as she whimpered and cried softly.

He glanced back at where her sister was spread on the big bed, and moaned when he realised the blissed-out look on her face, so similar to his little bunny and yet not enough, as his brother hammered into her, and the soft cried of 'Alpha' spilling from her lips, with Dean pinning her arms behind her back. 

"You'll cum when I tell you to cum," his brother growled. "Slutty little bunny."

His cock twitched as he imagined how it would be to have her riding his face as he fucked his own little bunny, but looked down on his little girl. He hated the idea of sharing her, and wouldn’t expect his brother to think any differently.

"If you keep cumming for me, I'll give you more of my cock," he promised her. "What do you think, my little bunny?"

Dittie whimpered. 

"Please, daddy," she sniffed. "Want your cock, wanna be full of you."

He throbbed. Fuck, he'd need to control himself, or he would end up blowing his load inside her as soon as his knot touched her pussy.

He could already feel his knot growing, the girth expanding. He needed to push deeper soon, or he'd pop it without it even being inside her.

Surprising him, his little bunny came again, crying and quivering in his arms, and he pushed himself more into her until there was only one last inch left.

Just his knot now. Just his knot and he'd be fully inside her.

"Daddy," she cried. "It's too much." 

"It's never too much," he growled, fingers never stopping. "You'll cum on daddy's cock for as long as I want, do you hear me?" 

His little bunny squirmed, crying, and Sam used the moment to push more of himself inside her, finally burying his cock completely into her bunny pussy and groaning when he realised she could feel his tip brushing against her cervix and a bulge on her soft stomach. Oh, his little bunny's body had tried its very best to accommodate him. He was so, so lucky.

"Daddy," his little bunny cried out loudly, and he felt her pussy squeezing his whole length, and his lap became completely wet as she came and came and came, never stopping, squirming and rolling herself on his cock. 

His knot popped, plugging himself into her, and his bunny screamed, squeezing tighter and clinging to Sam in a never-ending orgasm, wetter and wetter, louder and louder. 

"Daddy, daddy!" she cried out.

He growled, satisfied at once. 

Ruby could never cum for him like that. 

He can't wait to see her face when she visited him to apologise for her actions - as she always did when she fucked up and wanted Sam back - and his little bunny wife opened the door, pregnant with his pups and showing her how much better he was doing now.

He sunk his teeth into her neck with gusto, finally moving his hands away from her clitty and embracing her hips, caressing her soft legs.

Sam was nearly seven feet tall, big even for a wolf. His babies would make her little body expand so much... fuck, his cock was twitching just from imagining it.

His cum poured from his balls into her, with nowhere to go but her little womb. 

Yes, Sam would love to fill her little womb during this season.

He licked her neck, knowing it'd make her newest mark heal quicker. 

His little bunny, that was it.

"Daddy," she yawned. "My neck." 

Sam chuckled, caressing her back. Bunnies didn't do mating marks.  She was probably so confused. 

"Sleep, my little bunny," he whispered. "You'll know soon."

His little Dittie didn't protest, dozing off on his shoulder, and he glanced back at his brother, who was still fucking his bunny, though she was already tired too. 

"Bunnies need naps to recover, Dean," he caressed his bunny's ears. "You should let her sleep a little." 

His brother scoffed, and Sam rolled his eyes, looking around the room.

Yes, the sex dungeon was never going to be exclusively his again, and he was okay with that. His brother had brought him his little bunny, he would always be grateful. 

And, of course, he still had his room. 

"I'm gonna get you into our room, little bunny," he stood up, holding her body against his chest.

It was a little weird to walk like that, with his knot inside her, but Sam wanted to be a good daddy and a good Alpha. Alphas and daddies provided, and hydrated and fed their Omegas.

"Have fun, Dean," he called out, not looking back at his brother. 

It wasn't like his brother needed any more luck.

Chapter 4: 4

Dean could sniff the heat in his slutty little bunny. 

Sure, both sisters were adorably cute, but he wasn't a fan of crying girls. Always so whiny.

This one he didn't have to hear crying. She had spread her legs like the most perfect little princess when she was on his brother's lap, filling the room with the sweet smell of her slick, and obeyed like a good little Omega when he threw her on the bed and told her to take off her clothes.

He lied his horny little bunny down the bed, spreading kisses over her exposed skin covering her little breasts in his hands, so small he was sure he could cover both with a single hand of his without a problem.

Her stomach was smooth and soft under his lips, and Dean just wanted to sink his teeth into her delicious smelling skin, but his eyes were set somewhere else. His mouth watered when his gaze fell on her cunt, drenched with slick, pink and with a little swollen clit just begging for him to lick and suck.

"Look at that," he used his thumbs to spread her. "My slutty little bunny is so wet for her Alpha."

Her little cunt squeezed around nothing, and his slutty bunny whined. 

"Oh, you must have been holding back for so, so long," he caressed her hips, round and curvy, and squeezed her fleshy thighs.

Dean moved his eyes up and found her staring at him, big brown eyes watery and foggy. All in heat. 

"This smart little bunny wasn't wise enough not to get into the car of the big wolf," he rubbed a hand up and down her slit.

She whimpered, and Dean smirked. 

"Or maybe you wanted to get caught," he touched her clit with his thumb, just a quick thing, just a taste for her. "To be fucked and bred by the big Alpha." 

His little bunny gulped, panting. She was adorable in her little black clothes, but her naked body was a so much better image. 

"Then her name makes sense," he continued, cooing her. "Little Athena, goddess of the wise." 

Was that it? He wasn't sure.

But it wasn't relevant.

Thea moaned, squirming and pushing her lips in his direction, and Dean tangled his fingers into her purple hair, lifting her, so she could stare at his face. 

"Say it," he commanded. "Be a good slutty bunny."

"Yes, Alpha," she sniffed. 

That was when he saw her ears. They were so soft, hidden in her pretty hair, as if she wanted to hide them from him.

They were nearly as long as her hair - and her hair was very long - and covered with soft white fur and red tips, and so, so sensitive. When he caressed them, her round hips straight up jumped from the bed.

"Slutty little bunny," he cooed, and grabbed her pretty face, kissing her plushy lips as he finally kissed her like he'd been wanting for hours now, knowing for sure he was going to smudge that dark lipstick.

She kissed his back with hunger, moaning against his lips like the horny little thing she was, and Dean squeezed her with a big hand, laying by her side to enjoy the moment. 

She couldn't be even five feet tall, this little thing. If he wanted to, he could carry her around as he fucked her.

"Alpha, please," she raised her hips. "Need you." 

He chuckled, rubbing his nose on hers and moving his face to her neck, sniffing her soft skin. 

"You want my cock, slutty bunny?" he kissed jawline. 

"Please," she pleaded.

He chuckled. 

"Oh, little thing," he caressed her stomach. "We need to make sure my cock will fit, uh?"

Thea's soft eyes stared at him, and Dean smirked, kissing all the way down her body and spreading her legs, giving her pussy a long, delightful lick.

And fuck, she was sweet. Her slick was warm and tasting just as she smelt and so much better. 

"Fuck, slutty bunny," he hissed. 

Her pussy got wetter, and he licked his lips as he watched a little droplet of slick sliding down to between her asscheeks.

Horny little thing, his slutty bunny. 

Dean covered her pussy with his mouth, licking and sucking, wrapping his lips around her clit and sucking, smiling as his little Thea moaned and squirmed under him. 

That was it. He was only going to eat bunny pussy for now on - he would keep this little bunny for himself forever, wet and needy just for him.

Oh, how he wanted to make her cum now. Get her sweet slick to wet his face and slurp on it like the hungry man he was, holding her as she squirmed and begged for more...

But he wouldn't let her cum anywhere but on his cock.

"Alpha," she whined when he moved away from her.

He stood up, stroking his cock and watching her, smirking when her pretty eyes widened up, shocked. 

"You're so big," she panted.

Dean chuckled, feeling a boost to his ego. He was a big wolf, and his cock was just as big. Other wolf girls sometimes got surprised with him, but his bunny girl... oh this was probably the biggest cock she had ever seen in her life. 

"It's the thickest, uh?" he stroked himself.

She bit her lip, and Dean chuckled. 

"Gonna leave you gaping," he licked his lips.

Oh, fuck, it'd look so good. Her little pussy all spread all slicky and open.

She was so small. He would probably poke her right in her cervix like this. Maybe even get into her little womb. Then he would be able to put his cum right there, where it belonged. 

He angled his cock and tapped her slit with it, taking some of her wetness and using it to fist himself and slick himself up. 

"You want my cock, slutty bunny?" he stared at her pussy, hearing her soft whimpers.

He looked at her pretty face and then nodded to himself. It was best to just rip the band aid off.

He pushed his cock inside her wet little channel, and smirked when she started crying softly, pretty eyeliner sliding over her cheeks, stark black on her flushed skin. 

“Pretty little bunny,” he cooed. 

Her channel squeezed around his cock, and Dean moaned. Fuck, it was tight, but she was taking him like a champ.

“Alpha,” his slutty bunny whimpered. “Need my Alpha.” 

Something inside him grew, filling his chest with good feelings. Oh, his pretty Omega. She needed him. 

"Oh, baby, it's okay," he cooed. "Gonna get you all full of Alpha cock."

Dean didn’t wait and pushed himself completely into her, buried up to his knot and holding his slutty bunny as she started squirming, moaning and crying, squeezing around him, oh so slicky. 

“I'm a wolf. I'll be the only one to breed you,” Sam spoke to his own little bunny, playing with her clit as she rubbed herself on his cock, desperate. "And once I get my knot into your pussy, I'll never be able to let you go." 

He smirked, watching them briefly, never stopping. 

"I'll get you full of my wolf pups," he declared, quickening the pace of his fingers, and Dean could see she was already so close to cumming. "And I'll bite that little neck to show everyone that you are mine."

Sam was generous, giving his girl as many orgasms as he wanted. Dean wasn’t like that, no. His little Thea would need to make it worth it, would need to show him how good she could be for him, and then he’d make her cum. 

But he was right. Now that he had his slutty bunny, he would never give her up. 

"Hear that, my slutty bunny?" Dean growled into her ear. "Your little sister will be Sammy's, and you will be mine forever." 

Oh, his slutty bunny was ecstatic. Her little tail started thumping, her foot started tapping against the mattress like she was ready for a run and her wet little cunt squeezed around him. Dean knew she was very close to cumming, and he wouldn’t have that. 

“No, no, no, baby,” he gave her clit a gentle little slap. “You need to beg, baby. Alpha is only letting you cum if you beg right, and pretty.”

"Please, please," she sniffed, trying to rub herself on him, against his pubic bone, chasing his hand. "Alpha, please, I need it, I need." 

Thea reached for his hand, pulling it back to her cunt, and Dean chuckled, slapping her clit again. 

"You need it?" he fucked her, and bit his lower lip, feeling her cervix resisting his entrance. "What do you need?"

His little goth tried to raise her hips, chasing him every time he tried to pull away from her. 

"Need to cum," she squeezed her tiny hand around his wrists. "Need to cum on your cock, I need it, I need it."

Dean growled, pinning her hands with one of his and continuously slapping her clit. If she wanted him to touch her, then it would be in his own way. 

"You'll cum when I tell you to cum," he reminded her. "Slutty little bunny."

Thea cried, keening and squirming. 

"Please, please," she cried, wet channel squeezing around him, desperate. "Please, Alpha. Need to cum."

His fingers weren't leaving her clit for more than a split of a second, and his cock was just sliding in and out of her like she was a perfect little fleshlight. Even without cumming, his slutty little bunny was so wet that the bed under them was already stained with her slick. 

"I need it," she sobbed.

"You need it so much that you can't even stop, don't you?" he bared his teeth, though knowing she was holding back. "You're gonna cum for the big bad wolf, like a slutty little dumb thing, uh?"

Thea sobbed. 

"Cause that's what my little slutty bunny wanted, going out in a wolf neighbourhood, dressed like a little slut and smelling like prey," he moved his lips to her neck, scrapping her skin with them. "She wanted to be picked up by a big bad wolf and fucked full of wolf pups.”

The idea of any other wolf picking his bunny up crossed his mind and made him see red. Little Thea was his little dumb bunny, no one else’s.

“Say you’re mine,” he commanded, rubbing her clit in quick circles. “Say you’re my dumb slutty bunny.” 

“I’m your dumb slutty bunny,” she cried out. 

Dean squeezed her wrist tighter. 

“Tell me what you wanted when you came,” he repeated. “Go on.” 

"I wanted to be bred up and fucked like a whore," she sniffed.

Dean grinned. 

"And say what you are now," he rubbed her clit tightly. "Say it and I'll let you cum." 

Thea's cunt squeezed around him and her clit throbbed against his touch. 

"I'm the big bad wolf's little slutty bunny," she moaned out. "Your cocksleeve, your breeding Omega. Please, please, please!"

He chuckled darkly from inside. So much better than he had even imagined. 

"Alright, then, slutty bunny," he licked his lips. "You can cum."

He pushed his cock, hitting the perfect wet spot, and watched as she came with a loud and shameless cry, and Dean watched as her eyes rolled back and then closed, and her body quivered and shook, even though she was soft, as she had just passed out. Still, he didn't stop, fucking into her like the animal he was and rubbing and rubbing her clit while her cunt squeezing him and milking him.

His perfect slutty bunny was still cumming in her unconscious state, what a wanton little thing. 

Had she passed out from pleasure?

"Bunnies need naps to recover, Dean," he heard from Sam, and raised his eyes to see him holding his own little bunny, knotted to her as she slept against his chest. 

Dean scoffed, ignoring him, and only looked back up when he heard the door closed. He was alone with his slutty bunny now.

His knot grew, and Dean let himself stay perfectly still inside her as he came, seeing the bulge on her soft stomach growing the littlest bit. 

Fuck. 

He couldn't stop himself, and pushed her hair out of the way, sinking his teeth into her skin and making her neck for good measure. 

"There you go," he panted, fully knotted into her and letting himself fall onto the bed, pulling her to lay on top of him. "All mine now."

He petted her hair gently as his little bunny snorted adorably in her sleep, and was just dozing off when he felt her moving on top of him, though his knot was stopping her. 

"Hey!' he held her by the waist before she could hurt herself. "Hey, calm down." 

Thea's eyes were big and scared when she looked up at his face, and he kissed her sweaty forehead, holding her close and rubbing her naked back. 

"It's okay," he assured her. “It's okay."

"What is this?" she squirmed her round hips.

"It's a knot," he held her tightly. "Wolves knot to make sure their mate's bellies get their cum in the right way."

His purple-haired bunny looked up at his face, and he could feel her a little more slippery, though he wasn't sure if it was his cum or her getting horny again. 

"Don't wanna wait, Alpha," she whined. 

Dean's eyes widened. 

Oh?

"Baby girl, I can't fuck you when I'm knotted to you," he pointed out. "It would hurt us both."

His slutty bunny looked up at him with the saddest big eyes, and her perfect plushy lips pouted as she sat on his hips.

"Baby girl," he sighed. 

Too late, his little bunny was already bouncing on his hips with the little wiggle room she had, rubbing her clit with her own fingers and moaning.

"Please, Alpha," she whined. "Please, please."

Fuck, he'd brought home a little monster. 

"Keep rubbing your clit, baby, there you go," he instructed, holding back a moan at how fucking slippery she was, and reached out with his arm to open Sam's fridge, fishing for water before picking up a towel from a drawer.

His slutty bunny threw her head back, and he had to hold himself back from throwing her down on the bed. Fuck, what an image. 

He pushed her hand away and rubbed her clit, fast and hard, hoping she would cum quickly. 

"There you go, there you go," he panted. "Cum for me, sweetheart. Let you Alpha take care of you." 

She did so after a few moments, and fell again on Dean's chest, and he used the opportunity to sit up and offer her water. 

"Don't wanna," she whined. 

"But you need it," he held her by the hips, pushing the opened bottle into her pillowing lips. "Be a good Omega and do as I say."

Despite her protest, she downed half the bottle in mere seconds, and Dean rested at ease, satisfied. 

"You're traditional," Thea giggled, hiding her face in the crook of his neck. 

"Very much so, little bunny," he assured her, taking the towel from his side. "Let me clean your face, uh? Eyeliner doesn't go on your cheeks."

His slutty bunny didn't protest holding herself still while Dean cleaned her face, and his cock slipped out of her wet cunt once his knot deflated, but he ignored it. 

"There you go," he whispered. "Much better."

She just hummed, and held him close, sniffing his neck, much more desperate than in the car. 

"Let's get you something proteic to eat, little bunny," he kissed her cheek. 

But she just pulled away, and looked at his face, looking a little hesitant. 

"What happens now?" she asked.

Dean breathed out, and reached out with a finger, caressing her cheek. She was adorable. Now that all the smudged makeup was gone, he was absolutely sure he had gotten the prettiest sister. 

"I take care of you," he told her. "And we have a little family."

Thea frowned. 

"Family? With just us?" 

"And Sammy, and your sister," he added.

Thea rested her head on his shoulder, and he stood up. 

"Now, food," he reminded her. "You need your energy."

Chapter 5: Epilogue

Chapter by WellDoneBeca

Dean was sat over the hood of the Impala, resting his hands on the metal under him with his pants pulled down, and his very pregnant little wife riding his cock with very strong leg muscles, moaning and whimpering.

"You said you were going grocery shopping 10 minutes ago," he groaned.

Little Athena, shy as she was, was truly the first time his brother had found an equal in his sexual impulses.

In just a few months, Sam had gotten very used to walking in on them fucking randomly around the house, and had seen her with her legs spread and completely naked more times than he could count.

He wondered if this would calm down when the pups finally came, but he doubted it. The second their pup could walk and be pushed onto uncle Sammy and Aunt Dittie's arms, Sam knew she would be filled up again.

Fuck, he could barely imagine what would happen if anyone even suggested birth control to those two.

It would either be genius or rejected straight up.

"What do you need?" Thea moaned. 

"Food," he pointed out. "So if you two can't finish that up, Dittie and I can go get it."

"No, we will just..." Thea whimpered, out, but his brother tilted his hips, moving a hand between her legs, and his sister-in-law cried loudly, falling against his chest, moaning and trembling, and he knew she was about to cum. "Alpha!"

"Cum on my cock, little exhibitionist." 

Sam shook his head, though his cock twitched a bit with her moans and scent as she orgasmed. 

Dean stood up from his spot on the Impala, taking his Omega along with himself, and pressed her against a wall, fucking her as if nothing had changed. 

"The car is all yours, little brother," he grunted, a little loud to go over his girl's moans. "Just remember the rule of not fucking inside it."

Sam scoffed. 

"As if you haven't been pushing that goddamn rule to its limits," he rolled his eyes. "I'll go get Dittie."

He walked back to the kitchen and smirked when he found his girl with her ass up and her elbows on the counter, eating something he couldn't quite see, and playfully squeezed her round tail. 

The way she jumped was adorably high, even with the weight of the baby inside her. His little bunny, she told him, could jump higher than Sam's height, and he was waiting for the day his pup was born, and he would be able to test such a declaration. 

"Hey!" she protested. 

He raised his hand in a little apology, though both knew it didn't mean much.

"You know I can't resist it, baby," he embraced her from behind, leaning down, so his cock would rub against her ass. "It's so fluffy."

Fuck, his brother was a knot-brain, but he had to agree with him sometimes. Seeing his little bunny round with his pup inside her belly made his cock so fucking hard.

Sam pulled away, however. Nope. Groceries. 

Fuck later. Chores now. 

"Come on, those two are too horny to go do groceries," he kissed the top of her head, caressing her ears. "You wanna come with me?"

Dittie bit down her lower lip. 

Sure, she was living with him now, but had never been out in the neighbourhood - neither sister had. Their little bunnies were very shy, poor things.

Even out of heat, they were very sensitive. Sam guessed it was because they were mated now, bitten like no other bunny they'd known before.

"I'll be with you the whole time," he caressed the side of her hip. 

His princess giggled. 

"If you keep touching me like this, I'll just sit on your cock there and then."

Sam fgowled, still a little hard in his pants. 

"Don't tempt me, little bunny," he warned her. 

It was already hard enough to keep his cock out of her cunt without her teasing.

"Daddy, I can wait home," she whined.

He chuckled. 

"And what are you gonna do home?" he asked. 

Dittie shrygged. 

"Eat?" she suggested, and smirked. "Playing with my pussy until you're back?"

Sam shook his head. 

"Nope," he pulled her by the hand. "You're not getting out of this one, princess." 

Dittie pouted but didn't stop herself as she walked with him, luckily already dressed up enough for a grocery trip. 

"You two need to see the town and meet your neighbours,' she walked there to the car, opening the door and glancing a Dean as he still fucked Thea. 

"Don't forget her peanut butter," he grunted, and his bunny looked at them from over her shoulder, eyes foggy and cheeks flushed red. 

"Smooth!" she moaned. "Not crunchy." 

"We know," Dittie rolled her eyes., closing the door. "Try not to be fucking when we are back." 

Dean shrugged. 

"Can't promise you anything."

Sam shook his head, just driving away, and held Dittie's hand the whole way to the grocery shop, kissing her forehead when his little bunny stopped at the door. 

"Come on," he instructed her. 

Relationships with other demi-humans weren't frowned upon. He didn't know why she was so nervous.

They filled up one cart without any trouble, and he watched with a little smile as she compared some baked goods, feeling his ears twitching when he realised she wasn't wearing any bra around her growing little tits. 

Fucking tease. 

"Sam!" he heard a loud exclamation.

He jumped when he felt a tug on his tail, quickly moving to see who had done it, and sighed when his eyes met Ruby. 

"Hey, Sam," she smirked. "What got you wagging your tail so much?"

He frowned his nose at her scent. Sure, before everything happened, it didn't quite bother him, but right now it was so annoying. Too sour, hostile. 

"I haven't seen you around in months!" she explained, all smiled. "I mean, I know you're still mad, but it's just silly, Sam. It was just...." 

"Who is that, Sam?" Dittie interrupted her, raising her pretty eyes to his face.

Ruby's eyes moved down to his little bunny's body, widening when she noticed her expanding belly, and then up at her face.

"Ruby, this is my wife, Aphrodite," he introduced her. "Sweetheart, that is Ruby. She lives around the neighbourhood." 

His bunny's ear twitched. He had told her about Ruby - of course he had, what kind of husband would he be if he didn't - and she didn't look very happy to meet her.

"Wife?" Ruby repeated.

"Hello," Dittie said dryly, dropping the baked goods into the cart, and grabbed Sam's hand, pulling him away. "I've made my decision, we'll take both of them. Now let's go."

"If you ever get bored, you still have my number," Ruby called out. 

Sam sucked in a breath. No, he didn’t. 

"Do you?" Dittie raised her head, analysing his face. 

He rushed to deny it, and pulled his phone from his pocket. 

"I blocked her number and deleted her contact," he affirmed, emphatic.

For a bunny from a polyamorous community, his bunny was very possessive with him.

"Wolves mate for life," she pointed out, holding his hand tightly.

Sam nodded. 

"You know I could never..." he started, but his bunny interrupted him. 

"You better," she said simply. 

He held back a chuckle. Yes, he was in for a ride once they got home.

His bunny pouted the whole way home, and just hopped all the way up to his room, thumbing on the stairs, and Sam frowned in worry. Was hopping good? Bad? Was he in trouble? He didn't do anything wrong!

He put the food in the pantry with Dean's help - Thea was just sleeping, according to him - and walked up to his room hesitantly.

Sam was just about to apologise, ready for a fight or a cold shoulder, when his little bunny jumped on him, wrapped her little arms around him, completely naked. 

"My wolf," she declared, kissing his lips, hungry and territorial.

Sam kissed her back, though still surprised. 

"Mine," she squeezed his shoulders. "All mine."

He nodded, though, walking them both to bed. 

"All yours, little bunny."

Yeah... his brother wasn't the only one who was going to have a very horny little bunny in his hands until the pups were born - and after too. 

And, honestly, he could barely wait.

Notes:

Sooooo... 2022 sequel, anyone?

Here's a sneak peek into the sequel!

Notes:

If you enjoy This Damn Season, consider reading: 

 

Be Ours
After years of beating around the bush, Cassandra, Sam and Dean finally gave in to their wishes and slept together, starting a relationship.
When their sex life develops clear BDSM undertones, they decide to experiment and make it official and safe.
It’s going to be a long way, but it’s going to be really fun and hot, and she is absolutely looking forward to it.

It’s (Our) Nature
You were in a serious relationship with Sam, an Alpha like no other in the world. He always supported you, gave you space and respected you as both a woman and an Omega, and never imposed any roles on you.
His older brother, Dean, however, was completely different.  He not only wanted to control Sam, but also your life.
When you finally start to notice the toxicity of your dynamic, Dean’s need for control manifests in a plan you could never anticipate.

Mister Winchester Series
Jack’s best friend is an 18-year-old vixen who has been teasing Sam non-stop for the whole weekend. One night, he snaps.
She'll make such a good mommy for his babies, she'll see. He just needs to steer her a little in the right direction. All she needs is a little discipline to take her to the right path.

 Bold Little Witch
Determined to show the extent of your power to your coven, you set up a plan to capture your own Incubus to be your pet and lover and finally take your virginity.
Instead, and completely by accident, you summon two of them – brothers – that are way too smart for your own good.
Needless to say, things didn’t go as they were planned.
They were way, way better.

Series this work belongs to:

• Part 1 of The Wolves and the Bunnies