Derek Hale

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alright, the plan is to get back much sooner than last time <3

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Meet the Pack ||closed

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braydenelijahfortuo‌:

Brayden smiled and kept close as they recovered, lapping and kissing over Derek’s neck gently but with underlying possession. He shuddered as Derek removed himself from him, a low whine bubbling up from his throat at the emptiness but adjusted accordingly, moving to stand against the tree. He laughed when his knee gave out reflexively but caught himself and looked around. “Where are our clothes?” he asked, not sure which direction they’d been tossed in the heat of the moment.

Derek looked around too, then looked up, busting out laughing as a shirt hung from a low tree branch, and Brayden’s shorts were flung half way behind him. “Seems I was a little eager,” Derek teased, hands not leaving Brayden after feeling his knees give out. “You wanna lean on the tree while I go get your shorts? Or you need to sit?” he asked, hands coming up to cup Brayden’s face, one thumb gently stroking the apple of his cheek, the other tracing over Brayden’s bottom lip, swollen and bitten and red. The two of them were a mess but it only served to make Derek glow a little brighter with pride. 

[braydenelijahfortuo]

"Brayden," Derek called lightly as he came home, bags hung on his wrists from where he'd been that day. Notably, some of them were from Brayden's favorite stores.

A low bark came from Nikolai’s room when he heard the door open and the dog quickly made his way to the door, circling and leaning on Derek while he sniffed the new arrivals. “Derek? You home?” Brayden called, making his way down the steps in a pair of shorts and one of Derek’s oversized shirts, a towel over his shoulder and hair still wet from the shower. His eyes lit up when he saw his mate, greeting him quickly with a kiss. “Welcome home baby” 

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braydenelijahfortuo‌:

Brayden licked his lips and whined as the toy sank back into him, rutting his hips back onto it greedily as Derek started to pick up his pace again. “Oh fuck thank you daddy~” he preened, his body stilling aside from the small grinding of his hips. He could feel the toy  pressing against his stomach and arched his back, lifting his hips off of the bench just enough so that Derek could appreciate the bulge it was creating as well. 

Derek followed the line of movement, eyes drawing under Brayden where his cock was angry and neglected, and his stomach was bulging a bit with each thrust. “Oh pup,” Derek growled, leaning in to bite and suck at Brayden’s inner thighs, at his ass, marking him up with low growls of approval while the toy only worked faster. 

[familyxmatters]

Best Laid Plans // Closed

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familyxmatters‌:

Jonas grinned, watching Derek dance - always a favorite time of his, especially with the looks to the booth - and then with the others, so confident and in their element. The energy of the whole place rising with the finale. He slowly faded out the music into a calmer, bass heavy song, lowering the volume so it was more background noise than song number.

He adjusted a few of the settings, transitioning the top lights, and fading out the main stage light. He flicked on the soft lights set around the frame of the exit doors, a subtle hint to show the end of the performances for the night. Watching some people trickle out, not lingering around the bar like others.

The stage went dark and everyone slunk back from it, some going back stage and others filtering out to the tables. They knew a few regulars, had caught a few enraptured new faces, and made sure to make them feel welcome, but soon enough, or not quite soon enough, the bar was empty, the tables were clear, chairs stacked, and Derek was sitting on the bar top, counting down the register. The night had been a big one, and he always swelled a little with pride when counting out the tips. No matter if they were drunk or not, the tips they got were an indicator of the service and atmosphere. To have it reflected well only served as a reminder of how well they were taking care of customers and each other. 

[starsandsuits]

Ten Years // Closed

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starsandsuits‌:

Steve chuckled at the comment of his drawings. His notes were always covered with doodles in the margins. Almost no paper was safe, and he probably turned in a good number of assignments with the backs covered in whatever inspired him that day, be it a place or a person.

He perked up with interest at Derek’s response, curious to know more about the man. It was good to see the person he’d become, post angst and teen years. He grinned softly, nodding.

“I’m glad it’s working out, that’s cool. It’s basically like being your own boss, and you get to help people who need a place to live. Maybe I’ll come to you for advice when my lease is up. I’ve been renting month by month, but honestly the longer I’m back here, the more I think I should find something a little bit more stable to fall back on.” he said.

Derek groaned and gave Steve a clearly disapproving look. “Monthly rentals are highway robbery. Come see me tomorrow, we’ll figure out something a lot better. Whatever you’re paying, I guarantee it’s too much,” Derek said, taking a long swig of his beer and then chuckling. “I know you’re smarter than that. Though you always were ballsy.”

[ripyourthroatoutwithmyteeth]

It was a week after they'd hooked up, having been interrupted from round 2 or 3 by a pixie crisis, which had spiralled out of control. Anyway it had left Liam worrying, unsure if Derek might regret what they'd done. So he was nervous when he turned up at Derek's apartment for Pack Night, but hopeful too.

Derek had been busy diffusing situations since his night with Liam, and couldn’t help but wonder if he would see Liam come the next pack night. It didn’t seem he needed to worry, for when he opened the door, there Liam was. His smile was soft and warm and he pulled Liam in without a word, arm around his shoulders after sliding the door closed. “I’m glad you came.” 

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thelewdlegion‌:

“Mmmmmm..” the affection in the action, of Derek’s large warm hands on his before helping him run them over him, made Liam squeak shyly with pleasure. “Gods you feel good.”

Derek could only grin at Liam, leaning in to kiss that squeak from his lips, to hum happily at the comment. “You do too. And I want to make sure you always feel good,” Derek murmured, resting their foreheads together for a moment before easing into another kiss. 

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Emrys had just come back from "reporting" to his father on the Hale pack, a new bruise forming along his jaw. But he didn't feel the need to hide it from the wolves anymore, they knew anyway and just worried over him. Which he kinda liked.

Talia was waiting at the door when they heard Emrys coming back, opening it for him and shuffling him right into the kitchen where Derek was waiting. When he saw the bruise, his brow furrowed and he began to make an ice pack. 

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eyes-blazing‌:

Emrys stiffened. ‘I want to…I really really do.’ He scented Derek gently, wishing Derek could scent him as well. ‘Derek. Do you really think your family could protect me if I did go with you?’

“Yes, I do,” he answered without hesitation, using most of his will power to hold still and not give into scenting the other. “But this is your choice.”

[nottobecrossed]

Congratulations, your Nation thanks you.

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nottobecrossed‌:

A shy, but happy, hint of a smile came to Charlee’s lips when Derek said yes. She was still a bit sore, but nothing she couldn’t work through. Honestly she was happy that Derek still wanted to have sex with her. At least she wasn’t as hopeless her first time as she thought she would be, apparently.

She leaned forward when he told her to come close. Kissing him, and sighing into the kiss when his hand came up to her side.

Derek could feel Charlee relaxing into it, and he let the hand on her hip be a guide. Easing her forward a bit, Derek pressed them gently together, deepening the kiss slowly, letting Charlee relax further. The bath had been a good idea, and while Derek wasn’t expecting anything from Charlee, was surprised in fact, he was more than happy that she wanted to continue being intimate. 

His other hand came up, cupping the back of her neck, while the one on her hip slid around, gently gripping her ass, pulling them more tightly flush. He knew they were married, but with how long they’d waited, and with how well the night before seemed to go, Derek was already stiffening under Charlee.

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nottobecrossed‌:

Marcus grinned when Derek teasingly left for upstairs, and the bedroom. He gave him another moment to, at least, get up the stairs before flashing off the counter, up the stairs, and behind Derek in one swift move and gust of air. Grabbing him and spinning him around in the process before he pinned him to the wall and kissed him.

Derek was waiting for it. Marcus was quick, he was quiet, and he was right there, just as Derek thought he would be. Allowing himself to be spun, to be pinned, Derek arched against Marcus’ body, hands coming up to slide under the sides of his shirt. Hands found warm skin, gently gripping Marcus’ hips right above his pants, tugging them closer together as the kiss deepened. He didn’t even try to move them, not just yet, as he enjoyed Marcus when the other got playful. And he’d be lying if he said being pinned by Marcus didn’t made his heart skip a little faster for a minute.

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[familyxmatters]

Best Laid Plans // Closed

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familyxmatters:

Jonas tilted his head, a slow smile at the trail of kisses. He hummed at the attention to his ear, and the promise murmured so close to his skin. It was a soft noise that turned into a choked groan at the press of the plug. Not deep enough to set off anything, but just enough that he felt himself spasm around the toy, aching for more of it.

“Tease.” he threw over his shoulder, holding onto the edge of the soundboard as he willed his heart to slow back down and refocus. He had a show to finish, but as soon as it was acceptable he was kidnapping that man and taking him upstairs, or their work family was going to get a whole sight they did not plan for.

Derek just laughed as Jonas called him a tease, disappearing down the stairs and letting the booth door close softly behind him. He mingled a bit more, passing by tables, talking to regulars, greeting some of the new faces, and before he knew it, he was on for the final number. 

The stage was dark, and Derek got into position, perfectly timed spot light, music starting right on queue, and Derek was off, dancing through his set with flare and finesse. His eyes kept landing up on the booth, seeing right through that darkened glass to meet Jonas’ face. At his final stance, the rest of the family came out on stage, all slinking to the final beats and posing around him, with him, the whole stage dripping sex appeal and the crowd went wild for it.

[starsandsuits]

Ten Years // Closed

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starsandsuits:

Steve offered a small smile, nodding in agreement. If it wasn’t for the other, he doubted he would have found much reason to stick around either. These kinds of functions had no real appeal for him, but he promised his coworkers he was going. Something about getting out of the house more.

“I work for an architecture company, drawing drafts and blueprints, mostly. Copy work, a lot. Though with any luck by next month I’ll be working with the new department focusing on tiny living.” Steve said. “What about you?”

“You did always have something drawn on your pages of notes in school,” Derek remembered with a soft chuckle. There were always little designs or little pictures, he only ever caught glimpses, but he saw them. 

“I uh. I sort of got into real estate,” Derek said with a chuckle. “I own the building I live in, and another one or two around town. It just kind of fell into my lap. But it’s working out alright.” 

[braydenelijahfortuo]

"Brayden," Derek called lightly as he came home, bags hung on his wrists from where he'd been that day. Notably, some of them were from Brayden's favorite stores.

A low bark came from Nikolai’s room when he heard the door open and the dog quickly made his way to the door, circling and leaning on Derek while he sniffed the new arrivals. “Derek? You home?” Brayden called, making his way down the steps in a pair of shorts and one of Derek’s oversized shirts, a towel over his shoulder and hair still wet from the shower. His eyes lit up when he saw his mate, greeting him quickly with a kiss. “Welcome home baby” 

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braydenelijahfortuo:

Brayden nodded with a breathy whine, wriggling his hips before catching himself and stilling again. “Fucking yeah” he mewled, “Feels so good so fucking tight. He reached back for the toy but was quickly reminded of his restraints, tugging against them again with a lewd moan. 

Everything Brayden tried seemed to only make him moan more, Derek glad he had restrained his wrists now more than before. “I know, pup, I know,” Derek crooned in a husky voice. He pressed the toy back in, all the way as deep as it would go, steady thrusts picking up now.

[ripyourthroatoutwithmyteeth]

Meet the Pack ||closed

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braydenelijahfortuo:

Brayden’s breathing was labored for a bit longer than usual, maybe it was the fucking in the woods thing or the clutching to Derek’s waist for his life thing but regardless, he wasn’t complaining. He pressed his forehead to the other’s with a purred growl, nuzzling him in between lazy kisses before letting his head fall back against the tree with a stupid grin and a small chuckle. He was just, happy, in every sense of the word, completely fulfilled and content in the other’s arms, even scraped up against a tree in the middle of the woods impaled on his cock. He couldn’t ask for anything better; his heart swelled at the sight of Derek. “I love you.” he mused. 

Derek’s growl calmed and he grinned, kissing Brayden deeply. “I love you too,” he promised in a soft voice. He let them stay settled for a minute to catch his breath, and then slowly, Derek eased out of Brayden, groaning at the pull and friction. “Come on, easy down,” he murmured, keeping a hold on Brayden’s body so he could find his footing and getting him off of the tree. “You good, pup? Easy does it,” Derek kept assuring, kept helping.

[ripyourthroatoutwithmyteeth]

It was a week after they'd hooked up, having been interrupted from round 2 or 3 by a pixie crisis, which had spiralled out of control. Anyway it had left Liam worrying, unsure if Derek might regret what they'd done. So he was nervous when he turned up at Derek's apartment for Pack Night, but hopeful too.

Derek had been busy diffusing situations since his night with Liam, and couldn’t help but wonder if he would see Liam come the next pack night. It didn’t seem he needed to worry, for when he opened the door, there Liam was. His smile was soft and warm and he pulled Liam in without a word, arm around his shoulders after sliding the door closed. “I’m glad you came.” 

[ripyourthroatoutwithmyteeth]

thelewdlegion:

He kissed him back, letting his lips linger against his. Gently he began to wash him, soap scrubbing over his skin as he washed him clean. Once an area was washed he leaned in to give it a light kiss. “This is possibly not the most efficient way but shhh…”

Derek let Liam move at his own pace, let him go slowly washing, and grinned at the comment. “Hey, I’m not objecting,” he murmured, getting some soap himself and beginning to wash Liam in tandem. If he waited until the other was done to begin, they’d be here a lot longer. Now it was soft and gentle washing, together, bodies twined together as they moved under the hot water. 

[ripyourthroatoutwithmyteeth]

Emrys had just come back from "reporting" to his father on the Hale pack, a new bruise forming along his jaw. But he didn't feel the need to hide it from the wolves anymore, they knew anyway and just worried over him. Which he kinda liked.

Talia was waiting at the door when they heard Emrys coming back, opening it for him and shuffling him right into the kitchen where Derek was waiting. When he saw the bruise, his brow furrowed and he began to make an ice pack. 

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eyes-blazing:

‘I am safe…qell safeish.’ He smiled slightly. 'If my dad finds out you’re here he’s gonna freak.’

“He’s not gonna find out. It’s gonna be fine. I wish you’d come with me...”