Prompt 2 (Sterek fics that I’m not sure I should write.)
It's nice to see Derek let loose for once, now that they don't have to worry about any monster lurking around threatening their lives.
It's refreshing watching him like this, the way he laughs and accepts another drink, knowing full well it's Stiles' special brand of wolfsbane laced ones.
Stiles looks at him and his magic crackles at his core, warming him up from the inside, calling for his mate to claim him, to make them one.
He has known Derek is his mate for more than a year now, but he never made clear to the wolf that he knows, wanting things to settle and their town to be safe before trying to build a future with the Alpha.
He has known since after coming back from Berkeley, when he started his training with Seaton and finally accepted his spark fully.
He longs for Derek in a way that he can't explain.
He never thought he could be capable of loving someone else as much as he did his father. Not after he lost his mom, and his dad was all he had left and Stiles' broken heart went all to keep his father safe.
He never thought he would need someone this much, want them this much so deep in his core.
Of course he loved Scott, and the rest of the pack as well. But it wasn't the same kind of all consuming love that he felt for Derek.
They'd been hinting at things for months, Beacon Hills peaceful and quiet now that the two Alphas were sharing and protecting the territory.
They spent a lot of time together, just the two of them or with the pack, boding, strenghtening the ties that connect them all.
They both know that there’s more than just friendship between them and they both acknowledge it, especially with all the heated gazes and the lingering touches, they just haven’t talked about it yet.
They waited, and waited and waited some more.
For things to be safe, for the pack to be stable and strong.
For both of them to be ready, to have healed at least some from all of their scars.
Stiles has been ready for almost two months now and he’s tired of waiting.
“Ready or not, sourwolf, here I come,” he thinks as he downs the last of his drink and heads towards Derek.
The wolf sees him as he approaches, and Stiles offers him a smile that Derek answers to with one of his own, a bit of shyness colouring his lips.
Stiles’ smile turns into a grin, warmth and fondness for the man pouring from every pore.
He holds his hand out to Derek, a simple gesture to let him know he’s ready to finally take the next step.
It’s a risk, because Stiles doesn’t know if Derek is ready for this, but he needs to know now.
Luckily Derek takes his hand and with a swift move pulls him into his side, wrapping his arm around Stiles’ waist.
Stiles wasn’t expecting this for sure. And now he’s blushing.
Especially because Derek is not so subtly scenting him in front of the rest of the pack, already staking a claim. Like there’s any need, Stiles thinks with a small chuckle, internally rolling his eyes.
Nonetheless he presses closer to Derek, his spark quivering with joy, a feeling warm like the sun inside him.
Yes, Stiles is definitely done waiting.
He wants Derek’s scent on every inch of his skin, and even if he has to tie down his wolf to the bed to have it, that’s exactly what he’s going to get tonight.
I was at work and this came up, so I wouldn’t even know what kind of short prompt tag to use for this lol - Hale/McCall Pack - AU I suppose in a way since I will probably not consider some events of the last seasons - Fluff - Probably some hints of BDSM and kink in general (because yes, I’m a kinky motherfucker :D )
