Dean & Shane's new romance progresses to the next level.

At the sound of keys rattling in the lock, Shane grabbed the flute from the countertop and sped to the door, arriving at his destination just as it swung open. He plucked the water bottle from Dean's hand, replacing it with the glass and and after greeting the surprised omega with a peck to the cheek, held out his other hand for Dean's yoga mat.

"Good session, honey?"

Dean felt a warmth envelope him at the casual pet name. He raised an eyebrow at the glass in his hand.

"Don't worry, it's just soda."

"Just checking." Dean took a sip before continuing. "It was good. Maksim's no DDP, but I like him...he's got a new omega and alpha belly yoga class starting next week at his studio by the way if you're interested. Or he can do us a private session at the gym here if you prefer. I said I'd ask you and let him know by his tomorrow." He sniffed the air. "Are you cooking? Something smells incredible."

"I am, and thanks. Starter is ready when you are, but it's going to be about a hour for the main event."

"I've time to get changed then?"

"Yep...and let your teacher know yes for the private yoga class. I'll work with whatever time you two decide on as long as it's not a Tuesday."

With a peck of his own for Shane, Dean slipped into the main bathroom for a quick shower before heading across the hall into the bedroom that was still nominally his. He hadn't slept here since now since the night before they had left for the cabin, even naps were taken on the bed that until Wednesday had been officially Shane's alone. All the clean laundry and any new clothes he had bought over the past four days had found a new new home in the master bedroom, however with most of his belongings still to make the journey along the hall, for the time being at least, this room had become a temporary dressing room.

Firing off a text to the yoga instructor, Dean noticed that he had missed a call from Seth and on a whim decided to return it via video call. Grabbing his laptop he opened up Skype and clicked Seth's contact, scooting round the room gathering a fresh set of clothes while waiting for the call to connect.

"Hey! Deano! Dean? You there?"

Dean shot back to the edge of the bed, positioning himself back in view, clean clothes in one hand, glass in the other.

"Seth! Sorry I missed your call dude, I was at yoga. What's up?"

"Nothing. I was just bored. It sucks being stuck at home when Toni's on the road andthatbetternotbealcohol…"

Grinning, Dean took a sip. "Nah dummy, it's soda, but thanks for the concern. So, come on, fill me in on how you've been doing with that knee…"

As they caught up, Dean changed, laughing at Seth's shocked fascination with his burgeoning belly.

"You got a bump!"

"That's what happens, Sethie...it's only gonna get bigger too…"

"Can you feel them moving yet? I bet that's weird."

"Not yet. Only thing I'm feeling now is starving...Shane's cooking something that smells amazing."

"Oh, ok, I'll let you go then...I'll call you again in the week if that's alright?" Seth's tone demeanour shifted from bright to subdued as he leaned forward in the screen to end the call.

"Seth! Wait! Before you go…" Dean hesitated for a split second before throwing caution to the wind. "Look, if you're cleared for travel, why don't you come visit? I'd love to see you and there's a bed for you in the guest room."

Seth brightened again immediately. "Are you sure? I'm can't really get out and about so you'd be stuck inside with me, but if you're happy with that then I'd love to come up...wait. What do you mean guest room? I thought Shane's place was a 2 bed. Did you move?"

"Well, I moved. Down the hall." Dean's smile was a little shy, but still beaming. "Shane and I...we've decided to give things a go...we're in the same room now. Just sleep for now, no sex. But yeah...got me an alpha."

"Wow. I did not expect that, but wow. Congrats buddy."

"Thanks!"

"I'll let you get to enjoying your evening with your alpha...no offence...that's strange to say…"

"...it's ok, it's still strange to me too…"

"and I'll let you know about that visit. Take care!"

Call over and freshly changed, Dean grabbed his glass and headed down the hallway to the living area. Making a beeline for the alpha, busy checking something in the oven, he pressed up close for a hug, breathing in deeply the unique scent of Shane mingled with the delicious aroma of the food and tinged around the edges with the faintest echoes of that same uncertainty present at his first meal in the place he now called home. Subtle though it was, it was enough to give the omega cause lean back to try to catch Shane's eye, only then noticing the dimmed lighting in the room and the beautifully laid table before the window, drapes and blinds drawn back revealing the nighttime twinkle of the city and the river far below.

Turning away from the stove, Shane guided Dean over to the table, pulling his chair out like a perfect alpha, topping up his glass and planting a soft kiss to the omega's cheek as he stepped away to fetch the first dish.

"What's all this for?" Dean called after him.

Shane placed a bowl of salad in front of the omega and slid into his own seat opposite. "I just wanted to do something nice...now that things have changed between us. In an ideal world, I'd be picking you up at your place and taking you to some fancy restaurant, then out for drinks after, trying my best to…"

"...trying your best to charm me out of my pants." Dean finished drily.

Shane gave himself a shake. "No...what am I talking about...this is the ideal world." He reached for Dean's hand across the table, relieved when the omega didn't draw back. "What we have right now. I know our beginning was a little bit unconventional, but it's us."

Dean shrugged. "It's what we've got. No point crying over spilled milk...not like we can go out right now anyway. As far as the world is concerned I'm down in Birmingham getting my arm fixed by the company doctor, not here in Manhattan being romanced by the boss's son. The dirtsheets would have a field day if we were spotted canoodling."

"True. You're not a dirty secret though, Dean. You or the baby. I wanna tell everyone about us being a couple and having a family, but on our own terms."

Swallowing the last forkful of his salad, Dean gave Shane an apologetic grimace. "I might have already told Seth. Didn't mean to, I was just inviting him to come visit since he's stuck at home while Toni's on the road and we have a guest room again now. Then I had to explain why we had a guest room…I hope that's all ok…"

Shane chuckled fondly at his omega's rambling. "Breathe, Dean...it's fine. All fine. It was Seth's reality check helped get us here, so it's only right he hears first."

"I'm gonna have to tell Roman now too, and my mom...and what about your folks, they should hear it from us…they won't think I'm only with you for the sake of my career will they?"

"Mom and dad have invited us round for dinner tomorrow night, we can tell them then, and trust me...they'll be delighted. We don't have to tell anyone else until you're ready."

"And what about me inviting Seth to visit…"

"Honey, Seth is your friend and this is your home too, of course there's no problem with him visiting."

Reassured by his alpha's words, Dean relaxed, the scent of comfortable, secure omega chasing Shane's remaining tension from the air.

"That dressing was delicious by the way. I can't imagine any restaurant you could take me to doing any better."

Shane preened at his omega's praise as he gathered the empty bowls and took them to the kitchen returning once he had dished up their entree.

By the time they had polished off the deliciously spiced baked chicken and potatoes, Dean felt a warmth begin to wash gently over him, not the warmth of a satisfying meal and enjoyable conversation, but the warmth of a glowing ember of arousal, a glowing ember ready to grow into a flame. It wasn't exactly a new sensation, but it had been all too easy to push it to one side before now...it was the pregnancy hormones, it was because Shane was just an alpha that was there, it was because under any other circumstances he wouldn't have found himself in his predicament if he didn't find Shane attractive...but those excuses carried no weight now that he and Shane had moved things forward.

Exercising his new right to indulge in his whims, Dean proposed a break before dessert, and a relocation to the sofa for a little postprandial cuddle. Shane raised no opposition, his arm sliding around Dean's shoulders as he tucked in close, both alpha and omega taking pleasure in their new physical closeness, happy to lounge in companionable silence, their scents a warmly mellow and contented blend. Curled against his alpha's chest, Dean felt cocooned in it, lazily tracing patterns on Shane's shirt as Shane's own fingertips swept in languid circles over his upper arm.

It was the alpha who broke the silence, his voice rumbling in his chest beneath Dean's cheek. "Did you get enough?"

Dean raised his head to answer, the tender look on Shane's face as he gazed down at the omega and the intimacy of their position fanning that smouldering core of arousal Dean had been feeling into a glowing flame. Slowly, his movements careful and deliberate, he rearranged himself, leg swinging over Shane's leaving him kneeling straddled across the alpha's lap.

"Of dinner? Yes…" Drawing closer, he pressed his lips to Shane in a heated kiss, his amorous intent underscored by the sparkling spice notes of his scent. Shane broke the kiss, the alpha now the one now to lean back to take another look at his partner's face.

Dean responded to Shane's questioning glance with a lusty grin. "Maybe I am ready for dessert after all." He dove back into the kiss, arms twining around Shane's neck, rocking into the heat where their lower bodies touched, a heat that was not his alone.

"Are you sure? That's not what all this was for, I meant that." Shane's voice was low and strained, his breath hot against Dean's cheek.

"I know. And I am. Believe me, I am."

He held tight as the alpha guided them both to their feet.

"Let's take this to our room then, I'm not having our first time be on the couch." He extended his hand to the omega.

"You know it's not really our first time." The reminder of what had gone on those short months ago made him halt in his tracks, hesitating for a brief second before placing his hand in Shane's.

Shane pulled him close. "I know, honey. And I'm not going to say it didn't matter or it doesn't count, not when it brought me both of you...but I would still rather have the first time I get to adore you the way you deserve be in the comfort of our bedroom. You're worth so much more than a quick knot on the sofa."

"Charmer…" Dean couldn't help the blush that spread over his cheeks. Fingers interlacing with the alpha's, he stepped off, leading the way to their room.

Halting at the side of the bed, Shane spun Dean round, batting away his hands as they reached for the hem of his sweatshirt. "Let me. Please?"

Dean nodded as the alpha sank down onto the bed, pulling him into his lap in a replication of their pose in the living room those few moments ago.

"I love this shade on you," Shane's fingers tugged at the sky blue cotton of the omega's top. "Makes your eyes seem even bluer." He smoothed over the soft fabric, touch lingering a moment over the almost imperceptible swell at Dean's waist band. Carefully, he grasped the edges and pulled it up, letting it fall to the floor once freed. Dean's t shirt had rucked up a little, exposing the gently rounded flesh where Shane's hand had rested a second before. The alpha pushed it up further, leaning in to pepper each new inch of bare skin with tiny fluttering kisses. Eagerly, Dean took over while Shane was preoccupied, tugging his own shirt off completely, proceeding immediately to scrabbling at the alpha's back, trying to remove his.

Shane took the not so subtle hint, reluctantly drawing himself away from his vitally important task to allow Dean to undress his top half, the hungry look the omega gave him once the playing field had been evened, a small comfort and a boost to his ego.

It wasn't the first time Dean had been shirtless in front of Shane, granted, never outside of a work setting and never in one so intimate, but it was the first time the omega had truly been able to take a look at his alpha, their fledgling relationship still new enough for the opportunity not to have risen yet. The playing field now levelled, Dean hummed in happy satisfaction.

"I'm trying to decide if I'm mad that you've been hiding this away for all these years or not…" Dean ran his fingers over the alpha's broad chest, gently but steadily pushing him back to the mattress.

With even greater gentleness, Shane carefully flipped them over, cautiously despositing his omega in the centre of the bed. "Well, while you work that out, honey, I'm just going to carry on down here."

Braced over Dean's still lean body, Shane continued to map out the contours of his chest and belly with kisses, working his way ever nearer to the omega's waistband. Dean raised his hips as Shane's fingers slipped under the gathered jersey of his trackpants, hooking his underwear on the way and pulling both free with a backwards shuffle that ended with the alpha on his feet at the foot of the bed. He reached down and pulled off Dean's socks, smiling down at the vision laid out in front of him, running a teasing finger over the omega's bare right sole.

"Have you decided yet?"

Dean attempted to blink away the fog of arousal to answer. "Decided what?"

"If you're still mad at me for hiding my dad bod from the world."

"Huh...what?" Dean blinked again, making grabby hands at the alpha. "Don't care any more...just c'mere." He pushed up onto his elbows, gaze intense as Shane divested himself of the rest of his clothing, the heat between his legs growing as the alpha's cock sprung free.

Kneeling back on the mattress, Shane returned to his mission of exploring every inch of Dean with his lips, pressing soft kisses to from his ankles to inner thighs, switching from left leg to right as he worked his way back up the bed.

"You have incredible legs, has anyone ever told you that?"

Whatever answer Dean was about to give evaporated as the tender ministrations of Shane's kisses were amplified by his tongue, flickering out to taste the slick pearling on the omega's lips. Dean's legs spread wider, his head lolling backwards with pleasure as Shane accepted his unspoken invitation, tongue swirling around his increasingly sodden folds, a surprised gasp punctuating the moans as the alpha sucked at his cock.

"You have incredible everything." Shane pulled away, chin glistening with the juices of Dean's pussy, fingers taking the place of his tongue, stroking and petting at Dean's secret core. An skeptical look broke through Dean's arousal, driving Shane to surge up the bed to kiss it away.

"Not bad yourself, Alpha." Dean's voice was low, husky with desire, the room thick with the scents of lust and need as he shuddered to orgasm on Shane's fingers, his thin omega come spilling over the inside of the alpha's wrist. "I'm a big fan of your han…"

The omega's huffed out words trailed away to nothing at the sight of his alpha bringing his wrist to his mouth, lapping at Dean's release with his tongue, eyes on his omega the entire time. Satisfied at his clean up, Shane sat back on his heels.

"You doing good, honey?"

Dean nodded, still happily basking in the afterglow of his orgasm.

"You good to carry on? I very much want to feel you on my knot, but if you've had enough that's ok too."

"Carry on, carry on! I want you inside me, Shane."

"Condom? I wasn't planning this, but I think I have some in the bathroom...hey!" The alpha exclaimed as Dean bopped him with a pillow.

"Shane...Alpha...I'm already pregnant, you're not going to get me pregnanter...just get in me already."

"That's not a word."

"Shane!" Dean hooked his alpha with his foot, pulling him into an entirely more satisfactory position, nestled between his legs, arms braced on either side of the omega's head. Looking up into the alpha's eyes, Dean felt nothing but warmth, desire, rightness. The blunt head of Shane's cock slid against his wetness, the stiff flesh a teasing promise of what was to come. The omega shifted his hips a little, the change in angle enough to allow Shane's dick to glide home. The alpha let out a deep sigh as he sheathed himself fully in Dean's heat, ducking down to capture the omega's mouth in a passionate kiss, the omega's legs wrapping around Shane's back just as his arms encircled the alpha's neck.

The pace of Shane's movements was leisurely, each languid thrust coaxing a delicious moan from his omega, speed slowly building only once he felt the telltale prickle that heralded his knot. Raining down sweet words and sweet kisses on his lover in equal measure, Shane chased his knot, seeking out Dean's o-spot with each advance, eager to see his omega come undone beneath him once again.

Dean's moans grew breathier, the scent in the room becoming almost impossibly thick with the scents of their coupling as he came again, the glorious hot wet shuddering of his body sending Shane racing towards his own climax.

Shane felt his knot swell, locking him with his omega in the most intimate of ways, Dean's eyes glazing over with bliss at the sensation as the alpha came inside him. Brushing a damp lock of hair from Dean's eyes, Shane reluctantly roused him from his trance.

"Dean...honey...no zoning out just yet. We can't stay like this."

The omega tightened his legs and arms around Shane. "Nooooo...don't untie...too soon…"

Shane chuckled. "Don't worry sweetheart, there's no danger of that just yet. I just want us to be more comfortable, ok? All you need to do is hang on."

Dean nodded his agreement to Shane's plan, holding onto his alpha tightly as Shane cautiously rolled them over so he was on his back, Dean blanketed against his chest, the unavoidable tugging at his knot setting off another wave of come spilling inside the omega.

Dragging the bedcover over their snuggled forms, Shane stroked Dean's back, listening to the omega's relaxed breath slowly morph into the sounds of sleep as he himself drifted off into a well sated, contented slumber.