My pain is caused by my pleasure And my soul mate lives in your body I can't get you out of my head It never goes away
( an au where stiles is a werewolf. can be because he was bitten by peter hale instead of scott, or possibly after he was offered the bite. maybe he was always a werewolf. )
He breaths in deep, suddenly finding something relaxing in the way they're going back and forth with this. Realizing he's stayed inside Stiles perhaps a bit too long, he pulls out and looks the teen over while running his hands and claws over his skin ever so gently.
Stiles gives a pathetic noise when Derek pulls out, his body clenching down. He can feel the distinct beginnings of a trickle of come start, and he wiggles a little as Derek touches him.
"That was awesome," he tells the Alpha anyway with a little grin.
Derek runs his hands over Stiles' skin as if to smooth out any damage from his claws or just from himself somehow from being there, here, much like he is now but he is relaxed.
It takes him a moment to even acknowledge the fact that Stiles even said something before his eyes are raising up to catch them, quietly arguing with himself before returning the grin, "I'm glad... You're amazing."
Stiles would argue he's not damaged because of Derek - only better. He can already feel a warm thrum of connection with him, and he reaches out and curls one of his hands around Derek's.
"Damn right I am," he agrees, almost smug, but then adds "Thanks" to the end, and means it.
It's slight and small but it makes the organ in Derek's chest skip it's usual beat. Or at least, that's what it feels like to him.
He brushes his thumb over Stiles fingers leans in to kiss him again, a part of him believing that Stiles may in fact be the best thing to happen to him, even if the teen is a bit of a trouble maker.
Stiles still hears the skip and his smile gets bigger. He leans up to kiss Derek in return, free hand sliding up to pet his hair.
Scott's anger seems so far away from this right now and it's sweet and relaxing for it. He knows that this is all sudden from everyone else's point of view, but his wolf is happy and that makes him happy.
It feels good, in a way that make him feel sort of whole for the first time in ages. Kissing Stiles back as he returns the gesture by hold Stiles cheek and brushing his fingers over the redness in his cheeks.
When he pulls back, he lays on his side beside Stiles, and watches him thoughtfully, but voicing none.
Stiles looks at him with a faint grin, shifting to lay on his side. He wants to ask Derek what he's thinking, but he doesn't want to push the werewolf either, so he just pets his cheeks like Derek had done to him earlier.
He'll be able to push him in a bit, if he really wants to (innuendo not intended but applicable). Derek simply responds by letting his eyes fall shut, feeling more relaxed now than he has in ages.
Stiles noses against his cheek and then settles next to Derek, glad he'd chosen to stay home today instead of going to class. Getting deflowered and snuggling with his Alpha-mate totally beats class.
"Still gotta let me bite you," he mumbles after a moment.
If Derek had been in Stiles position at his age, he probably would have thought the same thing. He smiled softly at the reminder, "Has your bite healed?"
"Almost," Stiles says, lifting his arm to show the bite in question. He'd abandoned the bandage last night, and the bite was mostly healed, just a few shallow layers left.
Derek is excited for it though, he just doesn't want to somehow screw this up by having Stiles bite too soon. He leans forward to kiss Stiles again, pulling away to watch and study him. Maybe it wasn't the most masculine thing to say about another man but Stiles, in his own way was absolutely beautiful and right now he just wanted to admire that as well as that strength beneath the skin.
"Sometimes," he admits after a moment. "Not very often, every few days." He looks up, eyes teasing. "Gonna make fun of me for that? I'll still kick your butt."
"What if I got a straight razor?" Stiles asks, completely serious for a moment before he giggles a little, pushing at Derek's chest. "Yeah, I know, small mercies and all that. A beard isn't really a good look for me or my dad."
"I don't," Stiles says, "Especially since I can't get beard burn for more than a little while." He smiles again, not admitting he really does enjoy the sensation of Derek's bristly skin against his own fairer kind.
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"That was awesome," he tells the Alpha anyway with a little grin.
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It takes him a moment to even acknowledge the fact that Stiles even said something before his eyes are raising up to catch them, quietly arguing with himself before returning the grin, "I'm glad... You're amazing."
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"Damn right I am," he agrees, almost smug, but then adds "Thanks" to the end, and means it.
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He brushes his thumb over Stiles fingers leans in to kiss him again, a part of him believing that Stiles may in fact be the best thing to happen to him, even if the teen is a bit of a trouble maker.
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Scott's anger seems so far away from this right now and it's sweet and relaxing for it. He knows that this is all sudden from everyone else's point of view, but his wolf is happy and that makes him happy.
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When he pulls back, he lays on his side beside Stiles, and watches him thoughtfully, but voicing none.
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"Still gotta let me bite you," he mumbles after a moment.
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Stiles raised his hands to smooth over Derek's stubble, quietly amused at the feel of it under his palms.
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"Sometimes," he admits after a moment. "Not very often, every few days." He looks up, eyes teasing. "Gonna make fun of me for that? I'll still kick your butt."
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