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All the things we never say // Omega!Derek // closed with stilesthesarcasticstilinski

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Stiles was asking more questions before he could even figure out the words to answer one of them. He sighed, “It doesn’t matter who my mate is. I don’t want them to feel obligated, I want them to fall for me of their own free will. That’s why I won’t say anything. Because I’ll never be able to tell if he actually love me if he knows.” His hands rubbed over his face again and he sighed softly, “As for having children from my own body, maybe. Like I said, my mate is human so I don’t know.” His hand ran through his hair, rubbed at the back of a tense neck, “And yeah, your mate is…” He trailed off and looked at the younger man with longing eyes, “Your mate is everything, like if you combine all the things you love about people into one person, that’s them.”

Chewing on his bottom lip, Stiles was becoming increasingly more annoyed with Derek’s round about. “Maybe you should try asking this person on a date,” he said, rolling his eyes. He had to raise an eyebrow as the wolf let it slip that his mate was male. “Did you ever consider that this human male who is your mate might just already be in love with you?” He asked, clenching his jaw and turning to face away from the alpha. “You know what? If your mate is everything then maybe you should balls up and talk to him,” he said, throwing the blanket off of himself and standing. “I’m not really that tired so I think I’ll be able to make it home.”

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Curling up in his bed, Derek drew his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them, eyes squeezed shut. "But what if he doesn't?" He asked in a small sad voice, "At least this way there's hope. There's a chance. That maybe I'm not too broken for him to see past everything and love me any way."

Head lolling back on Stiles’s shoulder, Derek hummed throatily. “Keep that up and you’re going to get yourself in trouble.” He rumbled, hands slipping behind himself to grip at the younger man’s ass. “You know that’s my weak spot.” He added, shivering under the soft lips drifting over his neck, pressing hot kisses to skin that soaked up the attention. It wasn’t hard to tell that Stiles’s actions were already affecting him, cock twitching and filling beneath his jeans.

Suddenly Derek twisted them and toppled down onto the bed on his back, pulling Stiles down with him. He gave the younger man a sinful grin and leaned up to nip at his boyfriend’s bottom lip. “Good, because I have plans for that ass and for seeing how many times I can make you come before you’re begging for my cock inside you.”

Stiles landed on Derek with a soft ‘oof’ of a noise, grinning brightly before Derek claimed his bottom lip in between his teeth, to which he moaned softly. “Well, then you better be prepared for a short night because I don’t even need to be horny in order to bed for your cock inside of me, let alone have already came three or four times…” he said with a small smirk, moving Derek’s hands to once again dip underneath the material of his shorts so he could do what he wanted with his ass. “Gonna finger me open like this? With me on top of you, panting against your neck and moaning into your shoulder?”

Derek gave a filthy chuckle and squeezed at Stiles's ass, "Yeah, but you've gotta make me really believe that you need it, like you'll never survive without my cock." He gave the younger man a teasing kiss, "And until you do, I'm just gonna keep working you off with my fingers and mouth and words." Pushing Stiles's shorts down until they were tucked under the plush curve of the teenager's ass, he hummed a little, "Yeah, just like this, wanna feel you squirm against me for a while."

All the things we never say // Omega!Derek // closed with stilesthesarcasticstilinski

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Derek sighed and shrugged even though he knew Stiles couldn’t see it. “Not exactly. I’m guessing if you found out about heats then you know wolves mate for life, well werewolves are the same. Sort of. It’s not like we can’t function without our mate, we can have perfectly happy relationships with other people. But your mate is like, they’re the perfect person for you, you love them in a way you can’t love anyone else.” He rubbed at his face with one hand and tried to choose his words carefully. “My mate is essentially my Alpha, no one will be able to sate my heats like them and they’re meant to draw my mate in, to allow us to breed. Except my mate is human, and I have no clue how it works then, I never had any need to learn. So since I’ve met my mate, it feels wrong to let other people, strangers, sate my heats. I can deal with it, it just makes me feel, I don’t know, wrong.”

Stiles nodded along with what Derek was saying. It had all been mashed together, but it had made sense, thinking of the biology of actual wolves and werewolves. “So, for a wolf, finding their mate… is like, literally, finding your soulmate?” He asked, brows scrunched together as he thought about the prospect of Derek having a soulmate out there. “Wait, wait, wait. Breed? Conceivably, you could actually… well, conceive?” Stiles asked, eyes wide at the thought of a male giving birth. Another thought immediately occurred to Stiles as he mentioned that he had met his mate and that said mate was human. “… Derek. Who is your mate?” He asked, voice even but staring in the direction of the alpha.

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Stiles was asking more questions before he could even figure out the words to answer one of them. He sighed, "It doesn't matter who my mate is. I don't want them to feel obligated, I want them to fall for me of their own free will. That's why I won't say anything. Because I'll never be able to tell if he actually love me if he knows." His hands rubbed over his face again and he sighed softly, "As for having children from my own body, maybe. Like I said, my mate is human so I don't know." His hand ran through his hair, rubbed at the back of a tense neck, "And yeah, your mate is..." He trailed off and looked at the younger man with longing eyes, "Your mate is everything, like if you combine all the things you love about people into one person, that's them."

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Stiles awoke with a deep intake of breath, eyes bleary as he picked his head up to wipe drool off of his mouth only to find that the thread of saliva was connected to Derek’s naked chest. Derek’s naked chest that sure as hell wasn’t there when he went to bed. Not that he was going to complain; having his boyfriend around always made him feel more relaxed and more protected. Not wanting to wake the sleeping wolf, Stiles only snuggled in closer and closed his eyes with a heavy yawn, pressing a featherlight kiss to the man’s chest.

He'd snuck in after Stiles was already asleep. His own sleep was ruined by bad dreams and he knew that having the younger man in his arms was the only way to combat the night terrors. And it had, he'd slept deeply, not even noticing Stiles awake in the night. The next morning, he woke up to find a small pool of Stiles's drool on his chest and he just chuckled quietly, sleep-thick and curled himself around the teenager, pressing a gentle kiss to slack lips.

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"Mmmm, I haven’t seen you all day. How much longer before I can get a proper welcome home kiss?" He teased, nuzzling Stuart’s neck and rubbing his scruff against the skin.

Stuart chuckled as Derek spoke against his neck. ”A few more minutes. Stop being so impatient, Der.” He chuckled, tilting his head to give Derek more room. “Love you Wolfie.”

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Derek pouted against Stuart's neck, "But I missed you." He murmured, making his voice sad and lonesome. "Can't love me enough if I don't get kisses." He continued, teasing the younger man mercilessly.

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stilesthesarcasticstilinski replied to your post: “[I saw a meme and now I want Daddy!Derek that no one knows is a daddy....”:

i am dead. actually dead. Also. Charlotte is a popular name for single dad verses. o.o

It's such a cute idea. It's from Beauty and the Beast in this case. Little Chip the teacup. Do you wanna do the thing?

[I saw a meme and now I want Daddy!Derek that no one knows is a daddy. Like he has a house in Beacon Hills and little Charlotte, blond and adorable and a werewolf. Maybe he gets injured in a thing and someone's worried so they follow him and see him unlock the front door of this house and cuddle tight to a whirlwind of a toddler, relaxing in a way they've never seen and just lighting up for his baby girl.]

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[Bite meme] Flopping onto Stiles's bed, Derek nosed under the younger man's shirt and bit gently at one protruding hipbone.

Stiles let out a small snort of a laugh, shaking his head at the alpha’s actions. “If you’re trying to mark me, I’m pretty sure nobody’s gonna see from way down there how much I belong to you…” he stated with a quirk of his eyebrow, hand moving down to pet along the back of Derek’s neck in loving affection. “How is it…that you, a giant wall of muscle and growls, can be so fucking adorable sometimes?”

Arching his neck up into the petting, he chuckled against the skin and bit again, “I just like marking you, no matter where. But right now, I’m just enjoying that I can nibble.” Closing his teeth over the bone, he pretended to worry at it like a dog, growling playfully around the mouthful, “Not adorable.” He growled when he pulled off, nosing at Stiles’s stomach.

“So adorable.” Stiles teased with a tender grin spreading across his lips. He loved the feeling of Derek nipping and sucking bruises against his skin, encouraging him with an affectionate run along his short locks. “Der, I…I love you.” he admitted with his breaths growing smaller, his heartbeat going a million miles an hour at the confession. “Like…a lot. I love you…probably more than you’d…ever let yourself believe…” Fuck. It wasn’t supposed to happen this way. He was supposed to do this at some romantic moment when they were underneath the stars at some candlelit dinner Stiles made for them. Just not so random and sloppy like this. Even though he meant every word and always will.

Slowly working his way up Stiles's chest, Derek stopped with his lips pressed to the younger man's chest over that pounding heart. His eyes met Stiles's, seriousness in every speck of colour, "I love you too, baby." He murmured, leaning up to kiss the teenager gently.

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Scott pressed the finger deeper into Stiles, wriggling inside of him to rub into his prostate as he once again pulled his lover’s erection into his mouth. If stiles didn’t have any ideas to throw out, he could certainly find a few of his own to leave Stiles moaning. It was, after all, one of his favorite sounds.

He’d have Stiles primed and ready by the time Derek arrived and they could dive right in. He was excited to see how Stiles reacted to the feeling of Derek’s walls squeezing him, milking out his orgasm. How long would he last?

The answer was: Not long at all. Stiles was one lucky bastard to have a boyfriend who appreciated it when he came way too fast, because honestly, the first couple of times he had been beyond embarrassed. He could still remember hiding from Scott for a day or two after they had had sex for the very first time, simply because he had felt terrible for finishing so shortly after they had started.

Amazingly enough, though, Scott didn’t seem to mind at all, so by now Stiles was able to simply let go whenever he felt his orgasm approach. His body tensed, a gutted moan escaping him as he bit his lips painfully. Scott’s finger inside of him was already enough to arouse him beyond belief, but with his best friend’s lips wrapped around his erection.. it was too much.

"Fuck!"

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Knocking at the door, Derek didn't bother to wait for someone to answer, just let himself in and followed his nose to where the two young men were tangled together on the bed.

"I should have expected this when you said you'd get him ready." He rumbled, peeling his shirt over his head as he kicked off his boots. "Since this is Stiles's night, where do you want me?"

Stiles tries to creep up behind Darien, trying to be as quiet as possible but Daniel busted him by calling him out while he growled at Derek laughing at him. "You guys suck."

Darien laughed as Daniel stopped Stiles’s plan in it’s tracks, turning and sweeping the growling teenager into his arms in a bridal lift. “You’re like a herd of elephants, I knew you were there.” He teased, carrying Stiles over to the blanket that Derek was stretched out on reading and Daniel had just dropped onto.

There were three identical filthy chuckles and suddenly all three were determined to strip all of the clothing from the four bodies. When the flurry ended, Stiles had two cocks rubbing over his ass and a hot mouth sucking him down. “Better, dear boy? Think you can take us both?”

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"Oh god." Stiles whimpered as he curled his fingers in the dark hair in front of him and trying so hard not to roll his hips into the warm heat. "Just do it." He panted heavily as he pushed his ass back on the two thick cocks.

"Patience." Derek purred out, hands cupping Stiles's hips and holding him up so Daniel could suck his easier and Darien could mouth down Stiles's back to work him open with mouth and fingers, slick pulled from beneath the blanket.

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"Wha—?" Stiles exclaimed in a questioning tone, forehead pressed against the wall he was just pushed up against, held there by entwined fingers on either side of his head as Derek rolled his hips into the curve of Stiles’ ass. "Okay, I get it—I’ll wear a towel in my own bedroom from now on." he teased with a cheeky smile, pressing back against the other, the cold teeth of Derek’s zipper making Stiles let out a silent gasp from the sensation. "Sorry if showers require me to take off all of my clothes…"

Derek just let out another low possessive growl at Stiles’s logic instead of arguing fruitlessly with the younger man. “As much as I love your mouth,” He murmured, fitting his hands under Stiles’s thighs and lifting the human easily, tipped back against his chest, “I need to fuck you.” He moved them over to the teenager’s bed, pressing Stiles down onto it on his knees and chest and settling between those spread wide thighs. Running hand hands back up the muscle, he rubbed his thumbs over the hidden entrance before pulling a bottle of lube from his pocket to slick his fingers and press one inside slowly.

Stiles moaned out just at the sensation of Derek’s finger brushing up against his entrance, having felt like forever since he’d been touched there. “Good. Need to be fucked, Der. Need to be filled up by you. Only you.” he stated, raising his hips as high as he could to present himself to his alpha right before a finger entered him with a low and guttural groan escaping past the younger male’s lips. “Glad we’re past that asking bullshit since we both know I’ll never not be in the mood for your cock.” he said with a small chuckle, rolling his hips back against the finger, gently fucking himself on Derek’s digit. “You should clone yourself. I can get spit roasted and you’d get a new angle of you fucking into me, one way or the other.”

Derek didn't waste time with teasing, one finger becoming two, becoming three as soon as was possible. "I just trust you'll say no if you're not in the mood." He'd learned that despite Stiles's willingness to please, his mouthy attitude meant Derek never had to worry about what the younger man was thinking. He chuckled at the comment about cloning himself, murmuring, "I'll see what I can do." in the teenager's ear before his mouth trailed down Stiles's neck and back.

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"You know I love everything you make me." Stroking his hands over Stuart’s stomach, he swayed them slightly side to side. "I think I could get used to coming home from work to you feeding me."

Stuart smiled at the soft strokes of Derek’s fingers over his stomach. The human hummed. “Well, it’s going to be a thing you’ll just have to get use to then.” Stuart smiled.