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Fandom: Teen Wolf Pairing: Derek/Stiles Words: 14,495 Rating: Mature Content Notes: Threats of rape/noncon, discussions of rape/noncon, sexual harassment, and a nonconsensually induced heat. Also Talia is a bad parent in this, sorry...
Summary: Stiles is finally old enough to participate in the annual Beacon Hills Mating Run, and he could not be more thrilled! Okay, maybe he could be more thrilled if all his friends didn't know exactly who they were chasing or who they wanted chasing them, but still, this was his chance to finally join them in the world of coupled bliss.
This is Derek's seventh mating run, and he was just hoping to lay a scent trail too convoluted for any alpha to follow and hole up in his chosen cave until the night is over.
AKA a mating run AU with alpha Stiles and omega Derek, since it's pretty much always the other way around for these two.
Derek tensed as he felt two heavy hands clap down on his shoulders. “Hello, Derek,” Aiden smirked from his right.
“Strawberry moon is full in four nights,” Ethan smirked from Derek’s left.
“You been thinking about what you’re doing with that sweet ass this year?” Aidan slid his hand down Derek’s back to grab a handful of his ass.
Derek breathed deeply in and out through his nose in an attempt to stay calm. He dropped the steaks he had been choosing between back into the bin and said, “The same thing I always do,” not looking at either twin.
“We figured you were gonna say something like that.” Ethan slid his hand across Derek’s shoulder until he was squeezing the back of Derek’s neck. Derek took another deep breath and kept his fangs under wraps by sheer force of will.
“You know you’re a hot commodity, this year more than ever. You’ve got to know that Deucalion's going to chase you again, and I don’t know if you’ve talked to Ennis lately but he’s raring for another chance at you, too.”
“I wasn’t impressed by their attempts before and I doubt this year will change anything,” Derek said through his teeth, trying to twist out of the twins’ hold on him.
“Maybe not if they were working alone.” Ethan tightened his grip on Derek’s neck and pulled Derek closer. “But I’m sure you’ve figured out that Kali and the two of us also want a piece of you, so we’ve all made a bit of a deal. We all work together to catch you, and we all get a piece of you on the full moon. Deucalion and Kali are still hashing out who gets to make the official claim on you after that.”
“It’s probably going to end up in a timeshare, if you know what I mean,” Aiden chuckled. “We have a different deal to offer you, though.”
“If you let us catch you by ourselves,” Ethan continued, “then we don’t have any reason to involve anyone else, yeah?”
“We already know your family doesn’t like us, so there’s no way they’re accepting any offer we make on you.” Aiden’s hand groped up Derek’s back.
“So all you have to do is put out until the Thunder Moon is full and our claim is up. No dealing with Deucalion or Kali or both for the rest of your life.”
“Even you can’t say that’s not a good deal,” Aiden smiled, pressing himself closer to Derek. “What do you say, hm?”
Derek tried to take another calming breath, but air was whistling in and out of his lungs at a furious rate. He turned his head to look Aiden square in the eyes and said, “Fuck. You.”
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