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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural
  Relationship:
      Dean_Winchester/Sam_Winchester
  Character:
      Sam_Winchester, Dean_Winchester, John_Winchester, Missouri_Moseley, Other
      Character_Tags_to_Be_Added
  Additional Tags:
      Knotting, Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Underage_Sex, Knotting_Dildos, Oral
      Knotting, Sibling_Incest, Other_Additional_Tags_to_Be_Added, Alternate
      Universe_-_High_School
  Stats:
      Published: 2013-06-04 Chapters: 1/? Words: 1782
****** If You Can't Stand the Heat... ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Being an Alpha was the ultimate high for Dean.
Notes
     Alphas and omegas are somewhat rare. Betas are considered normal
     (i.e. males can't impregnate other males, females get pregnant, have
     a period, etc.)
     Very graphic language and depictions of underage individuals.
At first being an alpha seemed like the best high on earth to Dean. He was
strong - stronger than most people who weren't blessed with the alpha gene and
definitely much stronger than omegas.
It wasn't that Dean was smug about it or anything. It helped him when trying
out for sports teams and it helped when he was trying to persuade people to do
what he wanted. As he grew older he calmed down, deciding that using his alpha
traits were unfair to anyone who didn't have the trait like his little brother
and some of his close friends.
To be honest, no one expected Sam to have the alpha trait. He was strong willed
and stubborn as they come, sure, but he wasn't vicious like Dean and John could
be at times. Yeah Sam was dangerous when given a weapon, but he relied more on
brains than brawn - something his brother could appreciate. But it was a shock
to everyone when the school nurse called Dean down because "his brother needed
him" and Dean stepped into the room only to smell something so sickeningly
sweet that it almost knocked him over. God, were one of the omegas having their
first heat? He didn't have time to worry about them though. Sam was hurt and
needed him.
He was ushered past a curtain by the nurse who gave him a stern look, not
telling him what was wrong with Sam. When he saw his brother he couldn't see
for himself. "Sammy. What's wrong?" He gave him the once over, furrowing his
eyebrows when he didn't see any cuts or scrapes or any sign of injury on his
little brother. Sam's hair was matted to his forehead with sweat like he'd just
run for miles from something.
"Dean..." His eyes brimmed with tears and Dean came closer until he pulled his
brother into his arms. He had to jerk away. Sam was burning up. So hot to the
touch that he thought maybe, just maybe, he'd have red marks from their skin
touching later on. "Dean, hurts," he murmured, pushing his face into the cotton
covered surface of his brother's chest.
Dean turned his head so quickly it could have snapped when he heard what the
nurse said. "What?" He didn't want to believe it. It couldn't be. It really,
really couldn't be. "C-Come again?" He raised his eyebrows and stared at the
dark skinned woman as if she'd just told him that Sam had a tail and was about
to start sacrificing babies.
She huffed and put down her clipboard. "I said he's in heat. His first heat,
too. At least I think it is from what he's told me. Why didn't anyone know this
boy was an Omega? It's really not safe for him here. Anyone could smell him and
come running..." So that was what Dean was smelling. He suddenly felt so dirty.
The smell of his little brother's heat had goosebumps popping up all over his
skin. "Dean, child. You've got to get Sam here home. He needs to be
comfortable. Trust me, keeping him here isn't a good idea."
His heart sank as he looked at Sam. His little brother as covered in a sweat
that made his face gleam and he knew that what the nurse was saying was right.
The smell was plain as day - Sam really was an omega, and he was in heat. Dean
nodded and gave Sam another look over before he hoisted his little brother up
from the examining table. Immediately Sam's face paled as he reached behind
him, trying desperately to cover the huge wet spot on the back of his pants.
His slick was seeping out of him like crazy and he was about to go off the
walls at the smell of all of the alphas in the school.
"Dean," he whimpered, shifting on his feet and blushing as he stood awkwardly
beside of his brother. Sick as it was, when he looked at Dean all he could
think was needneedneedneed. He felt embarrassed as Dean walked with him out of
the school and into the parking lot, where they got into the Impala and his
brother drove him home.
John was more than shocked at first when Dean had called him.
"Dean, I'm working. What the hell are you two doing home? You get in trouble
again?"
Dean huffed and shifted the phone in his grip. "No, it's nothing like that Dad
I just...Sam's....the school sent Sam home. I had to bring him, so I left too."
He knew that were his father home, he would already know what was going on. But
John worked hours away in a garage for big trucks, and it would be a few days
before he came home again. John was only home on weekends lately, since the
drive from home to work was so long.
"So what's the problem?" Something clanked and John cursed under his breath,
obviously frustrated.
"Sam's in heat." Dean swallowed hard as he heard everything on his Dad's side
of the phone go silent. Well? What was he supposed to say? He couldn't exactly
beat around the bush about it. There was no other way to word what was
happening that wasn't vulgar talk used by Alphas, and he knew that saying some
of those things about his little brother could probably get him shot in most
parts of the country.
"In heat?" There was a pause then a long sigh on the other line. "I guess I
should've expected it. Mary's mom was an omega. Must skip a generation." It was
obvious John had to sit down because he could no longer hear the roar of
machines in the background. "Just take good care of him Dean. Don't you dare
leave him alone. You know how alphas think." Dean nodded, though John could't
see him. "I gotta get back to work. But you call me if something happens." The
line went dead and Dean felt his stomach cramp up. How was he supposed to deal
with Sam?
He could hear Sam whining on the couch in the living room. After he put the
phone back on the hook he went into the living room and knelt down beside of
his little brother, who kept whimpering and flopping from side to side,
obviously trying to distract himself from something. Dean was trying to
distract himself as well. His fingernails were digging into his palm in an
attempt to keep his mind off of the sweet scent his brother was throwing out.
"Sam." He sighed and reached up, pushing Sam's hair back out of his face. His
hair just flopped back down, however, and he couldn't help but laugh. "What can
I do? How can I help you?"
The look Sam gave him made his skin crawl. It was like Sam was disgusted with
himself and he wanted to die. Quickly the younger brother shook his head and
rolled onto his side, facing away from Dean. This put Sam's slick-soaked bottom
toward Dean which made him jump back and bump into the table awkwardly.
"Okay, I'll just uh...Oh, I can fill up the tub for you. A bath might help." /
Might cover up your smell./ Dean stood and ran a hand through his hair, trying
to keep his mind off his 14 year old brother as he stalked away to the bathroom
and started on filling up the bath tub. He tried his damnedest to ignore the
honey-sweet smell as he searched through the cabinet under the sink for
something to put in the bath water. Come on, there had to be something. All he
had was Epsom salts that he used after football games, and was sure that
wouldn't mask the smell. Still he sprinkled some into the tub and searched
until he found a bottle of 'Mr Bubble' in the back of the cabinet. It was old
and without a doubt left from when they were young. But it boasted a bubble gum
scent so he poured it in and mixed it up until the bubbles were dangerously
fluffy on top.
Sam silently made his way into the bathroom, standing behind Dean like a shadow
with his eyes roaming all over the room. He felt so empty and hot that even
dragging air into his lungs hurt him. He wanted an alpha - needed one, or he
was going to lose his mind. But Dean...oh god, not Dean. Couldn't beg his
brother for his big knot. It was wrong, but he wanted to get down on his knees
and nudge his face against his brother's crotch until Dean had to give in. Had
to grab Sam by the hair, bend him over and fuck him. Tie him up on his knot
good until Sam couldn't get free and had no choice but to leak his slick all
over his brother's hips as he took every load of come that his big brother put
into him.
He shivered and realized that Dean was staring pointedly at him now. "Sammy?
Hello? You alright?" He was waving his hand around and Sam cleared his throat,
reaching down to pull his shirt over his head. The material felt too scratchy
and too tight on his heated skin, like sand paper. "I uh-...oh." He hadn't
expected Sam to just strip down in front of him like that but he did,
nonetheless. His jeans dropped to his ankles and his painfully hard cock
strained up against his belly, hitting a few inches below his navel.
Dean swallowed hard and pressed himself back against the wall, moving out of
the way so Sam could get into the bath tub. The younger brother sighed and
spread his knees, obviously enjoying the feeling of the hot water washing over
him. Yeah, the bubble bath did have a sweet scent, but it was nothing compared
to the pure sugarcane smell of Sam's slick, practically pouring out of him.
Dean's knot definitely wasn't swelling up in his boxers right now...god, he
hated his life.
He bolted from the room and up the stairs to his bedroom. Fucking hormones.
From things he read, Dean was supposed to be immune to the scent of Sam's heat.
He could barely hold himself back as it was, but that just made it 100 times
worse. How was this even possible? "Fuck," he murmured, rolling onto his
stomach and grinding his cock down onto the mattress. Why did Sam have to smell
so good? His scent was like maple sap and sea water. Thick and sweet, but
musky. It was something Dean was addicted to already.
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