i could corrupt you

it would be easy... Derek Hale. 26 tracking domderekhale

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Red whimpers softly as his palm collides with her tender skin, muttering out the next number in line. Her body squirms underneath his hand and she almost loses track of the numbers. She felt the stinging pain that always came after something like this. Red curled up to his chest, finding safety in his arms. “I’m sorry for disobeying you…”

[domderekhale]

"It's alright now, pet. Took your punishment so well, I'm going to give you a reward, and I'll let you decide what it is, alright?" Derek kisses that fiery hair and rubs her naked back gently. "Go on, babygirl. What do you want as your reward?"

[escabye-deactivated20190922]

You may not be able to see your own beauty or love yourself but one day, someone will. You have only lived such a small part of yourself, you will never know what the future brings. So, keep going. Hold on. You are never alone. ♥

[drawthecurtainstarttheplay]

For my lovely followers whom I love dearly and would be very much aggrieved if I ever found out that they were gone.

[domderekhale]

"Shh...shh...Be good for me, little one," Derek hums, soothing his hand over the reddened ass he's spanking. "Keep counting. I'm going to double it if you lose count." His hand comes down on the tender flesh again, palm stinging, and presses his pet back down to the bed when they jolt and whimper. "Stay still for me, now."

He continues, listening to them count out loud, and when he reached fifty, he finally stops, hand soothing the sore skin, and then he drops and gentle kiss to the area, which is red and hot, outlines of his hand print on top of each other. "So good for me," he hums softly, pulling his pet up and pulling them to his chest, hand petting down their hair. 

[chessismygame]

Screw the Roses, Send me the Thorns

Maybe it was morbid curiosity. Maybe it was the want to not be the only loser without a date to Senior Prom. Maybe he wanted to stick it to everyone that had turned him down. Maybe. Or maybe he just wanted to have the hottest date ever.

Either way, he found himself on some stupid website, looking at people he could hire for a date. Not exactly sexual, because that was highly illegal and he was NOT interested in being arrested by his father. He could only imagine how THAT would go over.

It was hours later, well past 2AM, that he realized that he was no longer looking up simple escort services. He had strayed into some Agency website, searching through their roster of selectable men and women. But what he realized way too late was that he was no longer on some simple vanilla site. This was an agency that offered quite an… interesting… take on a simple night out.

But it didn’t stop him from taking down the number and name of one of the men on the site. He seemed young enough, but there was still a bit of an age gap between them. Regardless, this guy was hot. He wanted to know just what he’d have to do to take him to his senior prom. He figured that whatever else they offered would have to be discussed. Because what was prom without some sex?

Oh god, he was going to be calling about what he thought was a prostitute.

It was a few days later, the next Friday night, that he had remembered the name and number. He was curious, still. He couldn’t deny that. So with trembling hands he dialed, wondering just what exactly it was that he was doing. 

[domderekhale]

Derek usually never did this, and he had no idea why he was doing it now, but when he'd received the call about being a prom date for a young boy, he'd been...intrigued, and he'd decided to call the boy back himself. 

He waited until someone picked up and smiled into the phone. "Hello, Stiles Stilinski? This is Derek Hale. The agency said you were looking for a prom date. If you're still up for it, I'd be happy to oblige."

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"Hey, Derek.  How was your weekend?"  A loaded question probably, but he couldn’t resist.

[domderekhale]

Derek fixes the teen with an enigmatic smile. "Went just fine. Yours?"

[domderekhale]

Where all my girl Stileses at?

[domderekhale]

Going to the river today. Leave me lovely messages to come back to and Derek will pet your hair and kiss your forehead and call you a good girl/boy.

[domderekhale]

Okay so i decided against throwing out a random starter.

Like this if you want a starter.

And message me if you would like to do the tie thing bc srsly, you have no idea how much i want it.

[kingxfmischief]

Reblog this if your inbox is open 24/7 for plotting.

[letovis-kryik-deactivated201412]

(( Whether i’m snoozing, at college, being lazy, or just not on |3 ))

[domderekhale]

Okay so if I owe you, can you link e to your reply in my ask?

I'll also be throwing out a starter.

[domderekhale]

I want to do an au based on this video.

Like Derek works in an office, somewhere he has to wear a tie every day, and so he has several knots memorized  and he always wears a different one and in his offtime, he has a pretty pet at home and like they're on tumblr or something and make the video for their followers.

idk I'm just in love with the idea.

[domderekhale]

So I so extremely wanted to make an oc teen wolf character with Marlee Matlin as the fc, but of course, there are zero gifs of her on tumbr.

So I could save a zillion and a half pictures and try to make my own rp icons or I could quit and switch to Kate Moennig, but I'd have to create an entire new character for her.

pshhhhh

I think I'll just go to bed.

To the two in my ask, I'll reply tomorrow. Who knows, I might even get crazy and rp a little.

[domderekhale]

So, I'm a piece of shit, I know.

Anyone wanna link me replies while I'm here?

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[domderekhale]

‡

Derek grins slightly, arching a brow. “If you’ve come for bathtub sex, I think you read my mind.”

[intelligentbanshee]

Lydia tilted her head to the side, allowing him more access as she let out a breathe. 

[domderekhale]

Derek grinds up into her, humming against her fair skin, and tugs her hair gently.

[domderekhale]

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[domderekhale]

  "You can call me whatever you want. Master, Sir, Daddy. But once we get into play, you may not call me by my name. I’ll give you the other rules once you’re comfortable."

[realhotgirlmccall-deactivated20]

"Alright." She told him, smiling a bit. "I’m comfortable now. Do you wanna start now? I can step out and come back in and we can start like that if you want."

[domderekhale]

Derek chuckles. "Alright, rules are we use colors. Green means you like what's happening and want it to continue. Yellow means you want me to slow down. Red means you want me to stop completely. I'll ask you for your color every now and then and when I do, you answer honestly. Even if I don't ask and you want me to slow down or stop, tell me."

[domderekhale]

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He was always quick with his hands. Her skin is bare in only moments, and she shivered, returning his kiss, “Can’t wait.”

She followed after him into the bedroom, before sliding down to sit on the bed. She laid back, stretching. For someone that wasn’t very bold in public, in the bedroom they loved to show off her body to him.

[domderekhale]

Derek grins slightly and does some digging in a chest at the foot of is bed before he's standing with four blood red cuffs that he fastens into place around her ankles and wrists, bending to brush kisses to her skin. "Hmmm...there we go..."