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Prompt: A/B/O Dynamic (This is my first fic of this type, so I hope you like it!)
For Ali, because she’s freaking amazing and my sidebar is majestic.

“Gotcha!”

Castiel squeals from his place under his friend, giggling when the other boy makes a show of snarling and sniffing at his hair and neck. At five years-old, Dean and Cas are nearly inseparable… And playing Alpha? Well, that’s one of their favourite games.

Cheeks flushed and smiling widely, Castiel turns his face into Dean’s warm flesh, blowing a raspberry. Dean’s laugh makes him falter, and Cas puts all his weight and energy into rolling over, straddling his friend with a cheer. “I’m the Alpha,” he mock growls, leaning forward to nuzzle their noses. The action is gentle and done with a grin, and Dean is soft and pliable beneath him.

Until he isn’t.

With something resembling a battle cry, the light-haired boy flips them again. “No, I am. I’m King of the Cas!”

The game goes on like this until they get bored, or it gets dark. More often than not, Castiel ends up pinned, but he doesn’t mind. He likes seeing Dean smile victoriously whenever they press together on the grass.

In hindsight, that should have been the first clue.

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