Now I'm better

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You and me together

[usedtobepossessed]

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@usedtobepossessed​

It’d been a few weeks now since Derek had brought Stiles home, but a week after he’d done so, Derek had to leave for a short while. He didn’t like leaving him that early, but it was for the best. Stiles had to get used to it sooner or later as Derek was a leader and sometimes he had to put duty above pleasure. And being with Stiles was pleasing. 

He was looking forward to get home, but he couldn’t drive any faster or he’d risk an accident - but he was still driving fast, euphoric to get a few calm days at home. He parked in front of the loft and hummed quietly to himself while the elevator brought him up and the door screeched open to announce his return.

Stiles was used to being alone so adjusting to Derek had been an experience, but now he was alone again. Thankfully he wasn’t ‘slave house’ alone, just ‘owner too busy’ alone. Though it was still alone, even if Stiles spent most of it sleeping in Derek’s bed. 

Which was what he had planned on doing after his shower but the elevator doors screeched open and he couldn’t help but excitedly shift into his fox form. Tiny nails clicked against the floor as he scrambled to run at his owner and demand attention with yips, accompanied by little nips and licks to the parts of Derek’s face he could reach. When he was set on the floor, he shifted back but was again pressing into Derek’s space. “You’re home. I was lonely.” 

[musesoflegend]

Fox-napped | Sterek

[usedtobepossessed]

hellofalothale:

“Then don’t be one and I won’t have to call you like that.” Derek gave a playful smirk, wrapped around the other to make sure he didn’t fall off his lap in case he fell asleep. They really didn’t need Stiles hitting his head after the past few months. His body needed to rest - Stiles needed to rest. Stress was a risk to the pup. 

“If you want to.” Derek gave a little shrug. He didn’t exactly have family to attend, but if Stiles wanted their bond to be official, then he’d do it. “We’re gonna do it. After the pup is born, though.” He wouldn’t add to Stiles’ stress now, no. They had time for all that afterwards. 

“Can’t fight your nature,” Stiles mumbled sarcastically against Derek’s chest. Warmth spreading through him satisfactorily as he basically clung to his Alpha. He could feel his eyes start to fight him on staying open and his chest started to vibrate with soft purrs of contentment. Meaning in minutes he’d be fast asleep again. 

“After the pup is born, okay, I can work with that. Maybe I’ll fit into a dress by then,” he joked after yawning widely. “For now, I think I’m going to sleep. Don’t leave ok?” Were the last words he mumbled as his eyes closed and he pressed infinitely closer to Derek and his warmth.

[hoechlinth]

Sterek AU: When the Sheriff said that he wanted to set Stiles up with one of his deputies, he thought that his father would introduce him to some chubby, doughnut-loving desk sergeant. He definitely din’t expect Officer Hale: 200 pounds of pure muscle and eyebrows. 

[musesoflegend]

Fox-napped | Sterek

[usedtobepossessed]

Stiles rolled his eyes as he sat next to Derek. “If I can’t find it by now then there’s something very wrong with me.” Slowly he stood, then trudged to the bathroom. He lazily peed then wandered back to the couch to flop onto it softly. His bright white tail curled up toward his face as he waited for Derek. “I could sleep for days,” he said to the foot steps nearing him. “I’m sorry I’m so boring right now but in a few days you’ll wish I would just stay still.” Arms opened and he reached for Derek. “You can watch TV or something and I’ll just sleep on your lap. Like some sort of puppy.”

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“I was asking more to find out whether you needed help, idiot.” Derek rolled his eyes and huffed, watching him walk away. He stood and rushed upstairs to grab a pair of blankets and socks for Stiles and walked back downstairs. 

He set the blankets down and kneeled in front of the other to pull the socks onto his feet, then stood and lifted him into his lap when he sat again, pulling blankets over them and pet his hair. “I’m good like that.”

[usedtobepossessed]

"I love when you call me idiot. It's so sweet and totally sexy," Stiles snarled back, curling into Derek's chest once the blankets fell over them. His toes wiggled in the socks, making him chuckle. "You should get used to dressing me. Soon enough I won't be able to see my feet."

His tail flicked at Derek a little before pressing a kiss to his jaw. "So should we get actually married? You know, since I've got this noticeablely lovely mark now." Stiles was just curious really. He didn't mind if they didn't but he'd like to have something a little romantic. "You don't have to though. The mark is just fine." He said quickly in case he scared Derek.

[musesoflegend]

Switching it up | Sterek

[usedtobepossessed]

That howl was music to Stiles ears. He could feel Derek reaching his tipping point and then… Stiles couldn’t help but groan as he felt the wolf come. It was more than enough to tip Stiles right over the edge with a loud moan of “Derek.” Then he was pulling out gently, panting by Derek’s ear. “I’ll get something to clean up with.” 

He normally did. Wandering over to the bathroom for a washcloth to soak in warm water before returning to Derek’s side. Stiles liked cleaning Derek up. Running the warm cloth over his sensitive and spent body before cleaning the spot on the sheet and placing a dry towel on it so they could rest for a moment. “Y’know you can always just shoot me a text instead of almost outing yourself in front of the rest of them.” Stiles murmured as he crawled back into the bed and curled to Derek. “I’m not going to tell you no or I’m too busy.”

[alphabetahaleomega]

Derek didn’t move while Stiles strolled around the loft to find something to clean him up with. He just laid there, on his front, panting and … well, not yet ready to face Stiles just … yet. This wasn’t the way it was supposed to be and Derek should not have enjoyed it like he did and yet he still felt pleasantly buzzed, his ass throbbing in the most pleasant of ways. Great. 

“Shut up.” Derek growled softly. “It’s your fault, dumbass.” He didn’t know why, but he would think of a reason. He just couldn’t help it. When he saw Stiles, he wanted him. It was a natural reaction. Yeah. Instinct and fighting instinct when you were a wolf was almost impossible. 

[usedtobepossessed]

Stiles chuckled a little. Leave it to Derek to growl at him post mind blowing sex. "Of course it is big guy. Let it all out. I'm a dumbass for not picking up your telepathy and coming over to fuck your brains out." His arms gently wrapped around Derek. Maybe if Derek texted him more frequently they wouldn't have these issues.

He pressed soft kisses to the wolf's shoulder. "You need to relax more. Why don't we just schedule things? Like every other day I'll come by and you can just relax." It made sense he would offer such a thing. Stiles masturbated at least three times a day, why not come with Derek wrapped around him instead?

[thekingsparty]

Potions and claws || closed

[thekingsparty]

“Patience, love. Patience.” Crowley returned to the bathroom to throw the wet towel into the tub and then returned to his clingy little familiar, laying down next to him on the bed and pulling him against his side, although it didn’t take much as he seemed to curl up against him right away. He petted his hair and hummed happily. “I’m glad you made me pick your furry little butt at the store.” Crowley chuckled softly, pressing lips to his fox’s hair. 

“Sleep now. We’ll eat when you wake, hm?” He shuffled a little to get comfortable and sighed softly, eyes drooping. Oh yes, he was pleasantly exhausted. 

[usedtobepossessed]

Stiles only hummed, curling tighter to Crowley’s side and falling asleep. A smile was plastered on his face, knowing Crowley was happy with him. Even if it could only last a moment. Stiles was happy and someone liked having him around. 

A few hours later, Stiles stomach is growling loudly but he doesn’t want to move. A soft grunt leaves him as he rolls over and flings his limbs out. Sometimes the fox was a little bit of a bed hog. He probably would have ignored how hungry he was but he remembered his master hadn’t eaten either. So Stiles woke, grumbling softly as he borrowed some of the warlock’s clothes and wandered downstairs to start lunch. 

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[usedtobepossessed]

Pick Me Up

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Wonderful. He had a horny teenager on his ass. Hm. “You do that often?” He arched a brow. “Roamin’ crappy bars ta find drunks to hook up with?” Did he? Nah. He was too young for that. Then again, maybe that ID was legit and he just enjoyed random hookups. He certainly knew a guy like that. 

[usedtobepossessed]

“Not often. But everyone has needs. Some people need a drink, other people need a little more.” Stiles needed a little more. He was tired of being alone these last few weeks. “Why? You into hookups from crappy bars that are too drunk to remember your name? I’m sure I could play along with that if you’re into it.” He grinned at Bobby as he finished his beer. 

[musesoflegend]

Switching it up | Sterek

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Derek would try tell himself this wasn’t happening, but it felt very very real and it felt good and he had reached his limit of resistance. Eyes squeezed shut in pleasure, lips parted for soft little and yet still strained moans to escape.

The bite had him howl, his sensitive body weak to the stimulation. He was getting close to the finish line, he could feel his body going tense, his hips’ thrusts going rigid and then he couldn’t keep his cool any longer, spilling an embarrassing load of white sticky cum over the sheets.

[usedtobepossessed]

That howl was music to Stiles ears. He could feel Derek reaching his tipping point and then... Stiles couldn’t help but groan as he felt the wolf come. It was more than enough to tip Stiles right over the edge with a loud moan of “Derek.” Then he was pulling out gently, panting by Derek’s ear. “I’ll get something to clean up with.” 

He normally did. Wandering over to the bathroom for a washcloth to soak in warm water before returning to Derek’s side. Stiles liked cleaning Derek up. Running the warm cloth over his sensitive and spent body before cleaning the spot on the sheet and placing a dry towel on it so they could rest for a moment. “Y’know you can always just shoot me a text instead of almost outing yourself in front of the rest of them.” Stiles murmured as he crawled back into the bed and curled to Derek. “I’m not going to tell you no or I’m too busy.”

[musesoflegend]

Fox-napped | Sterek

[alphabetahaleomega]

“I’m not gonna leave.” Derek shook his head, holding the other until he went limp against his chest. He pet his hair and dozed some himself, but he never really fell asleep. Derek was a ‘sleep at night not at day’ kind of person, so naps were rare, but he was willing to rest with his mate.

When he woke, his eyes fluttered open, “Think you can find the bathroom on your own? I’m gonna go upstairs and find a blanket then.” He sat up, maneuvering them so Stiles sat next to him. 

[usedtobepossessed]

Stiles rolled his eyes as he sat next to Derek. “If I can’t find it by now then there’s something very wrong with me.” Slowly he stood, then trudged to the bathroom. He lazily peed then wandered back to the couch to flop onto it softly. His bright white tail curled up toward his face as he waited for Derek. “I could sleep for days,” he said to the foot steps nearing him. “I’m sorry I’m so boring right now but in a few days you’ll wish I would just stay still.” Arms opened and he reached for Derek. “You can watch TV or something and I’ll just sleep on your lap. Like some sort of puppy.”

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“Ain’t worried.” Silas mumbled against the other’s skin. He..really didn’t, so long as they weren’t seen by John. The only person who wasn’t supposed to know they were more than step-brothers, or whatever. John was going to adopt him, right?

He nuzzled at the other’s neck, kissing and biting as he rocked their hips together. “Yer gonna have ta get’m pants off.”

[usedtobepossessed]

Stiles couldn’t help but groan and moved against Silas. Of course his dad wouldn’t be home until late tonight so no one would come across them. “Pants off got it,” he mumbled through a moan. 

Long fingers moved to Silas’ pants and quickly undid them and pushed them down. Then he was undoing his own pants and wiggling them down his hips. Fingers moved into Silas’ hair to pull his head back so Stiles could kiss him and shift himself to push his own pants completely off then work Silas’ off to pool at his ankles. Legs wrapped around his boyfriend’s waist to pull him close and rut against him again.

[musesoflegend]

Fox-napped | Sterek

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“We’re gonna find something to help you feel better.” Derek gave a little shrug, seeing no reason to keep talking about it until they tried the tea, which meant he had to get his hands on some of it and make Stiles drink it. Easy as that. Derek sat down on the couch with his Omega in his arms and laid down with him resting on top of him. That way Derek could relax, but so could Stiles. “If you’re uncomfortable, tell me.” He shouldn’t be, though, lying on top of his alpha. 

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Stiles nodded softly as Derek talked. He hoped they could find something because this was getting ridiculous. When Derek laid down, Stiles shifted a little atop of him before settling with his face pressed to the side of his alpha’s neck. “’M fine.” He mumbled, eyes already closing as he quickly started to doze off. “Don’t leave.” The fox muttered as his limbs clung to the wolf subconsciously. It’d be a little while before he didn’t feel the need to be stuck to the side of Derek. 

Soft snores left Stiles as he rested, completely comfortable on Derek. His tail twitched a little in his sleep. Stiles was never really ever still. He probably would have stayed asleep but he needed to pee and he was a little cold. “Need to pee,” he slurred, still mostly asleep as he wiggled to try and stand up. “Need a blanket too.” 

[musesoflegend]

Fox-napped | Sterek

[alphabetahaleomega]

Derek could deal with this. If he got Stiles to eat in exchange for kisses, maybe he could slowly get him used to eating properly again. If he got any thinner, Derek didn’t just worry about him mate, but their unborn pup too. And more so of how Stiles was going to stem the stress and physical challenges of being pregnant.

He was about to offer some light napping on the couch to let their stomachs settle, maybe talk some (at least Stiles, not him) and relax, but his mate was already moving again and he followed after, brushing a hand through his short hair and petting him gently. “I’ll call him, see what he can do.” He promised, leaning down to pick his mate up and sit him on the counter next to the sink.

Derek handed him a glass of water, “Spit it into the sink.” He rumbled, then he found his fox’s toothbrush and squeezed some toothpaste onto it. With a thumb against his cheek, he propped his jaws apart and began to brush his teeth very, very carefully. “There’s gotta be something to do to help your stomach. My sister used to drink tea. She….” He thought for a moment, “She had Chinese ginger tea to help her, but she wasn’t anywhere as bad as it’s for you.” It was still worth a shot, right?

When done brushing his teeth (and tongue) Derek cleaned the toothbrush and handed Stiles the plastic cup filled with water again. “There you go.”

[usedtobepossessed]

Stiles was thankful he had Derek. Who took incredible care of him despite everything. He listened as Derek spoke and brushed his teeth. It was kind of nice to just lay back against his mate while he was taken care of. 

Rinsing his mouth, Stiles spit the water out and curled to Derek’s chest. “We could try the tea. I doubt it can make me any worse. But for now can we just go sit on the couch and relax? Throwing up makes me tired.” He smiled a little as he was lifted again and they entered the living room. “I’m sorry it didn’t work. I can ask my dad if my mom went through this. Maybe it’s genetic.”

[prettiestcaptain]

(insp.)

[musesoflegend]

Fox-napped | Sterek

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“That’s the idea.” Derek shrugged, rubbing a gentle hand up the other’s side. He didn’t know how else he could make Stiles eat and kisses, he could give as many as he was willing to earn. If that turned out not to be enough, then he’d think of something else.

He was glad to see it worked and easily kissed his mate, licking his lips after to spread the grease the bacon had left on Stiles’ lips. “Want more?” If this didn’t work he might take his fix to a doctor as he wanted him to go back to normal again asap. He feared his fox would break with every touch and he didn’t like feeling like that.

[usedtobepossessed]

Stiles hummed at the kiss. He could get behind being rewarded for things. Especially as he took another bite of the bacon. At least for now his stomach only hurt because it was hungry. It was a relief to feel hungry and not sick. 

He continued to eat in a pattern: bite, kiss derek, bite, kiss Derek. Until he felt full. Stiles was proud to manage two pieces of bacon and some egg. “I’m full,” he said softly, curling into Derek’s chest. Relaxing for a moment before his stomach started the familiar feeling of needing to puke. Stiles whimpered softly, wriggling a little before climbing from Derek’s lap.

“I’m gonna....” He was moving fast, just barely making it to the bathroom. He’d read that this was typical for some pregnant people but he was getting tired of this. When he was done, Stiles just sat on the floor, breathing deeply. “I think it’s time to call Deaton,” he said when he heard Derek come in. “A doctor can fix this right?” 

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Shame on you || closed

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Chris usually didn’t sleep much, especially not when he had someone with a flight risk in his bed. He couldn’t allow the other to run, at least not yet, not until he made sure he wouldn’t run to the cops. Chris didn’t want to have to hurt them. And he didn’t want to move or run. He just had defended himself, damnit. They’d attacked him. 

He knew the other wasn’t asleep either, so he sat up again and walked around the bed to lift the boy up and carry him to the bathroom. “We.. we need to get you cleaned up, you hear. Yeah, we need to get you cleaned up, so you don’t get sick.” He’d forcefully wash him if he had to. “You’ve got two choices.. You can either bathe on your own or shower, or I bathe you.”

[usedtobepossessed]

Stiles flinched when Chris moved. He curled into a tighter ball on the bed and hoped to be left alone but was very wrong. He was being picked up and carried off. “Put me down,” he grumbled, pain radiating up his spine from the movement. He just wanted to be alone but then he was being threatened and forcibly undressed. 

“S-Stop! I can’t exactly wash away what you did. I can’t really stand, so you have to help me bathe. Not force me to. I can undress myself.” Stiles swatted at Chris until he was finally set down. Slowly he undressed as the man made the bath. The thought to shove him in and run again passed his mind but he didn’t. Stiles hurt too much to even fight physically anymore. When the water was done, the teen climbed slowly into the bath and sunk down with a hiss as he wiggled to try and soothe the pain.

[pale-silver-comb]

I would VERY MUCH enjoy speaking with you about your headcanon of Stiles' Sensitive Nipples. I too share this headcanon, along with Derek being in complete awe of Stiles' body--all those moles, hnngh. Please--expand on this!

I HAD A WHOLE THING AND THEN TUMBLR DELETED IT. 

Okay, so, to recap this now non existent post:

Stiles who can come untouched just from a little nipple play.

Derek who can’t help but sit back and stare at Stiles like he’s some kind of art project he’s been working on for months, nipples and moles all bitten and wet and perfect. 

Stiles who gets extremely embarrassed how fast he comes in his pants like a teenager again just from a little shirt less make out session.

Derek who loves the pink flush of Stiles’ body when Stiles letshim do this. How he can reduce Stiles to a whimpering mess, telling him overand over how pretty he is and what a goodboy he is. Usually, Stiles is the one saying that to Derek, but Stiles can’tdeny how wonderful it feels to be on the receiving end of those words. No oneever calls him a good boy. No one ever calls him good period and Stiles didn’t realise how much he needed that untilDerek came along with his general everything and gave it to him. 

Derek working Stiles over for hours. Maybe they are both watching a movie. Well, Derek is. Stilesis sitting in between Derek’s legs, back to chest, just trying not to whimperor come as Derek casually- almost indifferently,the mother fucker- toys with his nipples through his t-shirt. 

Neither of them really expect it the first time it happens.The way Derek places a soft kiss to Stiles’ neck, whispering a gentle sweetheart into his skin, beforecircling his nipples ever so lightly and teasing him with a low “you gonna comefor me?” Neither of them expects Stiles’ body to obey, to tense suddenly, for Stiles tolet out a half strangled-half surprised moan as his hips desperately rock upinto nothing as his orgasm washes over him. 

They play. A lot. Especiallyin public where indecent exposure ceases to be a thing – where no one wouldknow they were doing anything - because Stiles learns to come so easily just from the slightest bit ofstimulation even through his hoodie, the words there’s a goodboy whispered in his ear as the lights go down and the movie starts toplay. (Stiles would be annoyed at just how many times he’s had to sit throughmovies damp and sticky, but then he would have to give up seeing Derek’sface every time he makes Stiles come like that. Not a smug face, but one thatis just genuinely pleased. Like he’s accomplished something big. Like Stiles is something of the greatest pride for Derek. Derekpractically preens every time he doesthis to Stiles and, well, if it makes Derek happy…it makes Stiles happier).

[ladydrace]

@pale-silver-comb  #EEYORE990 #LADYDRACE #I THINK YOU BOTH MIGHT APPRECIATE THIS 

Yes, thank you, I super appreciate this. <3

But I’m thinking how does he get to a point where where orgasms happen just like that? It seems like it would be inconvenient, so what I’m thinking is that it probably only happens if the right ground word has been laid. Like, Derek will plan in advance. Start early in the day, just brushing up against Stiles in all those small ways that he knows winds him up. Lean over him to reach something, and rest a soft palm on the back of his neck, stroking a gentle thumb there as he pulls away again. Ease past in a doorway, just brushing their bodies together in a way that would be innocent if where wasn’t plenty of room on both sides of them, so they didn’t HAVE to scoot by each other like that. 

And Stiles knows what’s up, knows all of Derek’s tricks, but he’s also weak, okay? Weak. And unless there’s something really serious happening, he’ll fucking treasure it. He’ll feel that buzz under his skin all day, of slow arousal being built over hours and hours of tiny touches and heated looks. He’ll sway towards Derek every chance he gets, arch into every touch, and Derek will keep way clear of his nipples, because those are for last, and they both know it. Hell, Derek might even cup Stiles through his jeans for a good, solid grope when no one’s watching, but the nipples will have to go without. 

And as if they know their turn is coming they’ll peak and pebble, making every kind of fabric known to man feel like sandpaper, so tender and flushed that Stiles hunches over even more than usual, hissing slightly if his shirt snags and pulls across his chest. 

And Derek will wait. Wait until Stiles is buzzing with it, jittery and flushed, and then, the first moment no one’s watching, he’ll pounce. 

And it’s beautiful, how Stiles writhes and jerks, desperately forcing down his moans so no one will hear, as Derek pinches those stiff nubs through his shirt, rolling them and flicking them, and it’s a matter of seconds until Stiles is at his limit, shuddering his way through a silent and painfully strained orgasm, collapsing in a heap after. 

And yeah, he might have kept quiet, but literally no one is fooled, he looks so well fucked it’s ridiculous.

But, as it turns out, two can play that game, and Stiles knows that nothing gets Derek going more than seeing him like this, all pliant and loose, flushed and sleepy. He’ll drape himself all over Derek any chance he gets, maybe sort of accidentally sit on his hard dick and grind around a little to get comfortable, lean on him like a piece of furniture or just make a damn spectacle of himself and his awareness of how damn desirable he is.

They never even make it home before Derek has to shove him up against a wall somewhere, and rut against him frantically until they both need a change of clothes. 

@eeyore9990, @crossroadswrite, @lena221b, anyone else wanna get in on this?