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A Strong Refusal

AStarorTwo

Two Thousand Club
For what seemed like forever, Castiel had tried to get the Winchesters to relax... act like little ones. Ageplay, it was called. It would help the two relax and wind down from their dangerous and rocky lifestyles. The angel knew their childhood was not the best, so he thought it would be best if he was their "Daddy", so to speak.


"No, Cas. It's weird. We're not doing it," Dean stated firmly. This was the third time Cas had tried to press this on them, and neither brother wanted it. They were fine. They didn't need someone to take care of them...especially if it meant them acting like babies or little kids.
 
Sam walked into the room with a sigh, sitting down on the couch, and giving the two men a quizzical look. "Let me guess....he tried to get you to do the baby thing again, huh? Cas, I'm sorry, but it's not gonna happen. We're grown men, we can take care of ourselves, okay?" Sam said, as he tried to calm the rising tension in the room. In a way, he wants to try that 'baby' thing, but he'd never let Cas or Dean know that.
 
Violating their rule against Cas reading their mind, the angel narrowed his eyes at Sam before leaving the room, knowing exactly that the younger Winchester secretly did want to try it. The dark-haired man would just have to get them to try this some other time.


Running a hand through his hair, Dean sighed before sitting himself on the couch next to his brother, "He better friggin' quit with that crap. I'm a grown man, I've taken care of myself since I was eight. I took care of you when I was eight."
 
"Well....maybe we do deserve a break, Dean. I mean, we're always doing something, and we're lucky to even have this oppourtunity. I'm not saying I like it or anything, I'm just saying that...maybe it wouldn't hurt to give it a try. Cas just wants to take care of us. Hell, I bet he'd be a good Daddy." Sam says, as he gets up and goes to find Cas.
 
Hearing footsteps come near him, the angel turned around and saw Sam by him. "I...apologize for my attempts of wanting to look after you and Dean. It was wrong of me to pester you."


Eyes widening in slight horror at his brother's words, Dean watched Sam's retreating back before mock-whispering, "Did he just say 'Daddy'?"
 
Sam smiled. "No....it's okay. Dean's just a little....bothered by the subject. Me, on the other hand, well...I actually wouldn't mind if you were my Daddy, Cas. And If you want me to....I'll be your little boy, or baby or whatever....Just tell me what you want me to be, I'll do it. I promise." Sam says, as he and Cas walk into a bedroom, and sit on the bed, where a diaper bag, and a changing mat laid out in plain sight. "So....diaper time.....Daddy?" Sam asks, a slight blush covering his cheeks.
 
Blinking and expression faltering for a bit, Sam's words finally hit the angel and he smiled softly, "Of course, little one." the endearment falling from his tongue like honeyed water. His caretaker mentality soon washed over, and Castiel felt at home.


Undressing Sam slowly, not wanting to over step any boundaries, the blue-eyed man eventually changed Sam into a diaper with animal prints on it.


"Does...it feel adequate, Sam?" the dark-haired angel asked quietly.


Wondering where the hell his brother was, Dean stood from the couch and looked around the Bunker, before seeing Cas stand over someone or something, whispering parental and comforting words.


Entering the room with hesitant feet, the hunter stood wide-eyed and slack-jawed when he saw Castiel taping a diaper around Sam, who was laying passively on a changing mat.
 
Sam looked up at Dean and blushed bright red, a bit embarrassed to be seen like this, the younger quickly pulled a blanket over his diaper, trying to hide it, but it was no use as Dean had already seen it. "Dean, I....I just wanted to see how it felt, nothing more. Honest." Sam lied, as he was really looking forward to being a baby. "Cas, I think Dean needs a spanking. He's being naughty." Sam says, smirking.
 
Looking neutral, the angel turned around and soon was right in front of Dean.


Pointing a finger angrily at Cas, Dean growled, "You friggin' spank me, and I will kill you." But before he could fight back, Dean felt himself be put on Cas' lap, though thankfully his jeans were still on.


Feeling a few hard smacks to his bottom, the older Winchester cried out a few times. Why was Cas spanking him? What had he done wrong?
 
Sam couldn't help giggling at his brother's predicament, knowing full well, that he deserved it, for how rude and mean he was being. "Put Dean in a diaper, too, Daddy!" Sam laughed, as he sat up and watched Cas continue spanking his naughty brother. Maybe Dean would learn his lesson, now.
 
Stopping his whacks to Dean's bottom, Castiel rubbed small circles along the elder Winchester's back. As much as the angel felt a bit wrong for spanking Dean, he knew that he kind of deserved it. He was being rather rude.


Laying Dean down on the changing mat, Cas removed Dean's clothes and soon changed him into a diaper, making sure to add some soothing cream against the red marks on Dean's bottom.


Trying to fight back, not wanting to be put in a stupid diaper, Dean soon gave up. It didn't seem like there was any choice but to succumb to what Sam and Cas wanted. And the fact that the garment around his waist was a bit comfortable too...
 
Sam smiled and rubbed Dean's back. "It's okay, Dean. Now you can be little, with me. Won't that be fun?" Sam asks, as he looks up at Cas, with a smile on his face. "Daddy, do you have any outfits for us?" He asks.
 
Nodding, the angel pulled out a few onesies, shortalls, rompers, and also some footie pajamas with cute patterns on them. Cas didn't really know what the two would like when it came to these kinds of clothes, so he tried his best.


"I do have these. Hopefully they are comfortable enough..." Castiel rumbled, tone kind and serene.


Rather calmed by Sam rubbing his back, Dean grumbled to himself, wondering how long this was going to last. But Sam seemed pretty up for this sort of thing; so it couldn't be too bad.
 
Sam smiled and picked out the shortalls, feeling like a toddler, rather than a baby, so that seemed to be an appropriate outfit for him. "What do you wanna wear, Dean?" Sam asked, smiling at his brother, sitting there in just a thick, puffy diaper.
 
Reluctantly, Dean picked out a green onesie that looked rather nice. It just was a color that stuck to him.


Smiling at his little one's picks, Castiel dressed them in their outfits, already loving the Daddy role more than he had expected. Sam was completely up for it, and, of course, it would take Dean a while to do the same...but it'd be worth it.
 
Sam smiled and sat on his knees, feeling the bulk of his thick diaper between his legs, and giving his bottom a gentle pat. "This feels nice, huh, Dean?" Sam asks, reaching forward and patting Dean's diaper as well, earning him a blush.
 
The blush along his cheeks burning a bit, Dean squirmed, "It feels alright. But don't think I'm gonna play along forever." he ended his statement with a pointed glare at both Sam and Cas.


Nodding, Cas' expression turned emotionless, "You don't have to, Dean. But maybe after a while, you will think otherwise."
 
Sam looked at Dean and frowned. He knew that Dean didn't want this, but it wouldn't hurt to try it for a little while. There was no sense in hating something you might actually enjoy. It's not like they were doing innapropriate things, or anything.
 
Feeling a bit bad at Sam's sudden frown, Dean sulked before adding, "I'll give it a try, alright?"


Expression turning hopeful, Castiel smiled softly, blue eyes clear. Hopefully he and Sam could show Dean that this could be a good thing to enjoy, that it can help the two brothers relax and let someone else take care of them. Plus, it could help their relationships with each other, after all.
 
Sam smiled and wrapped his arms around Dean, hugging him tightly. He was glad that Dean was going to try and bear with this, even though he didn't want to.
 
Rolling his eyes, Dean hugged Sam back, feeling a bit warm at the contact. The older Winchester was a hugger, whether or not he'd ever admit it, so...maybe if this was the kind of attention he'd receive...maybe it wasn't so bad?


"So...do I just start acting like a baby...or what?" the green-eyed man asked, not really knowing anything about headspaces, etc.


The angel shook his head, "You act like whatever age you're comfortable with, Dean. Some people slip into their little headspace, or mindset, faster than others. It just depends."
 
Sam smiled at Dean, and looked up at Cas. "Maybe Dean should be a toddler, Daddy?" Sam suggests, remembering that Dean was the older brother, here, and he'd probably be best as a toddler.
 
Agreeing with Sam's suggestion, Castiel dressed Dean in a pair of shortalls over his onesie. "Does that sound like a good idea, Dean?" the angel asked, tone open and kind.


Shrugging, Dean answered, "Yeah. I think I'd like that better than being a baby." Moving around on the bed in his new clothes, the Winchester unconsciously muttered, "These are kinda comfortable."
 
Sam smiled, seeing that Dean was starting to warm up to this. "Even though I'm bigger, I'll be the baby, because I'm younger. Does that sound good, Daddy?" Sam asks, as he reaches down and starts unsnapping his shortalls, letting Cas do the rest.
 
"Of course, Sam. Whatever you are comfortable with," the angel rumbled, pleased with the communication going on between them, and how Dean seemed to slowly become more amiable to this whole thing.


Sitting there on the bed, watching Sam trust Cas effortlessly and fully, Dean wondered if he'd be able to do that too. Obviously, him and Sam were sometimes completely different in many aspects, but they were also kind of similar in others. So maybe he'd start to get into this more faster than he expected.


This was really shown by the next words that slipped from his mouth, "Thanks Sam and Daddy." a blush covering the hunter's face immediately afterwards.
 

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