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Derek Hunter || 21 Wolf Physiology Relationship Status: Engaged Residence: Home FC: Landon Liboiron My Mate

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You want to go somewhere in town or stay at the school?

[derek-hunter]

"I don't know about you, but I don't really feel like anything the cafeteria has."

[part-of-ariel]

I can give you moral support and lunch. 

[derek-hunter]

“That’ll work just as well.”

[part-of-ariel]

Anything I can do to help?

[derek-hunter]

“Not unless you can heal scarred muscle.”

[part-of-ariel]

Are you okay?

[derek-hunter]

"Yeah." Derek made a face before smiling. "The muscles in my lower body tend to lock up from time to time and it hurts a bit."

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He leaned back to watch her reactions, slowly moving his fingers to see her impatience. Once his own impatience grew to where he couldn't stand it anymore, he pulled his fingers back and pulled her hips forward, slowly sliding her onto his length, letting out a low moan.

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"Are you ready for me?" He asked, slowly slipping two fingers into her, smiling as he watched her reactions.

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He smirked at her impatience, deciding to simply tear the thin fabric and toss the garment to the floor. Even though he wanted her, he wanted to tease her, his fingers brushing her clit before moving to tease her entrance.

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He let out a sigh of relief once his pants and underwear were down, his hands tugging at her panties in hunger for her. "I'll try not to. It's not like the last time was planned."

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He let out a deep growl as she moved against him again. "Won't have to as long as I don't get shot again." He replied, his hands sliding up her thighs teasingly slow.

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He groaned as she moved against him, it having a huge react from him. It'd been a long while since they'd been together like this, and already he was hard for her, and having her hands down undoing his belt wasn't helping his situation.

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He sighed happily as she kissed him, silently but eagerly agreeing with her. His hands moved to her pants, pulling at her waistband before moving his hands up her torso, cupping her breasts in his hands and massaging them gently.

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"I know you don't." He hummed. He tried not to think much of them either, but he saw them everyday and still, they bothered him. "I'll get over it eventually."

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"Why couldn't I have super healing or whatever." He huffed, though he was still smiling as she kissed his scar. "I love you, you know."

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He smiled up at her, though his smile faltered as her hands neared his scars. The day he'd gotten those had been the worst day of his life, and probably of his mate's as well. Still, he tried to hide it with a small smile, running his fingers up and down her sides.

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She laughed at him, pulling away and looking down at him while she moved her hair out of the way of her face. It all flipped over her shoulder, and she smirked down at him, her eyes urging him to move closer and get to work. “Maybe you should get a move on then.” She said, biting her lip.

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He snorted at her display, staring a moment longer before leaning forward and kissing her collarbone, his hands slowly pushing her shirt up until he had to break away to pull it off completely. Once hers was off, he leaned back as he reached down to pull off his own.

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“Let’s not forget the Mother and Son dance.” She smirked, knowing full well that Derek was dreading having to dance with his mother. As well as also fearing stepping on her toes, because Odette had seen his mother’s wrath more than once, and it wasn’t pretty. Pressing her lips continuously against his neck, she bit lightly at the pulse point and laughed softly. “That is the point.” She murmured.

[derek-hunter]

"Ugh." Why did she have to bring that up? He couldn't even dance, yet he had to dance with everyone it seemed. Why weren't wedding simpler? Though those thoughts melted away as she bit a particularly sensitive spot on his neck. "Well, one of us better start taking clothes off then."

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Odette only huffed with laughter, because she likes this version of Derek. She missed this version of Derek. This, right here, was her mate. Her Derek. Insufferable, insatiable, in love with her. “It’d be our wedding reception.” She reminded him, kissing him between breaths. “We’d have to go.” Tilting her head down, she tilted his own head up, and started planting kisses on his neck. “Besides, we can totally make up for lost time now. We certainly don’t have to wait until marriage.”

[derek-hunter]

"The only reason to go would be our first dance and the food." His mom would kill him if she didn't get a video of their first dance. He closed his eyes and willingly tilted his head back, groaning softly as she kissed his neck. "You're making it very difficult to argue that point."