A/N: First installment of my Poly!Pack story =D things are mostly smutty lmao with just a bit of plot here and there. For the sake of tagging, I'll start by stating established relationships and then stating the how things evolve. This isn't a complete Pack Orgy, there are going to be characters that have boundaries but that over all, each member of the Pack trusts and accepts the others, there is no shame or nervousness when it comes to showing affection and everyone loves Pack cuddles, even Jackson.
Before I list the relationships, I'll also mention that Malia and Peter are in the Pack, although Malia is the "pup" and Peter is not a creeper. Malia is still working on becoming more human so her actions are very puppy-like (not necessarily wild though) and Peter is actively attempting to be a father figure to her. Since Peter is older than everyone else in the Pack, he abstains from any sexual contact but his feelings for some of the Pack members are explored. Also, to be explained in the later chapters, everyone sexuality since I'm not lumping everyone into a bisexual or pansexual attraction. Some characters are straight, some are gay, others are in between. Note, I will have Danny in this fic as part of the Pack but... I can't envision him with any of the other members listed... Like the only one I can picture him with is Jackson but I have a particular way I'm going to write Jackson so it may not come to be. But he will be around for the intimate times, just not partaking.
Relationships at the start of the fic: Allison/Scott; Jackson/Lydia; Boyd/Erica/Isaac; Danny/off screen character
Poly relationships mentioned in this chapter (in order): Allison/Lydia; Cora/Jackson; Erica/Stiles; Isaac/Scott; Derek/Kira
The door to the loft slid open, Malia perking up immediately to see who was coming in; the Pack meeting was going to start soon and her favorite person still wasn't here yet. As soon as Stiles walked in, she yipped and ran over to him, easily tackling him to the ground.
"Hi Malia, I'm happy to see you too but please, remember, be careful with the fragile human," Stiles laughed, arms wrapping around the girl on top of him. He waited patiently as she scented his neck and chest, a happy rumbling noise coming from her chest.
"Malia, let the poor boy up," Peter commented. He was glad that she had found someone to attach to, she was still pretty wary around the rest of the Pack and it was going on a month already. Personally he thought it had something to do with the protective feelings he had for the boy that Malia picked up on. After all, if her father had special feelings for the boy, then surely he was different from the rest of the Pack. Peter kept this opinion to himself though, he was the oldest Pack member and did not want to be accused of anything illegal. He was good at disguising his scent though so he was sure only his nephew knew about his feelings, none of the other Betas seemed very aware of those things. Although it helped that they were all a mass of hormones and awkward arousal whenever they all got together.
Hearing her father's words, Malia climbed off Stiles and helped him to his feet, eagerly pulling him to the couch so she could continue the cuddling. "Sit, sit," she ordered, pushing him down first so she could climb into his lap.
Erica couldn't hold in the jealous whimper, turning away from the two of them and cuddling into Isaac's side instead. She couldn't really get mad at Malia, she wasn't truly an adult, not like the rest of them; the coyote had attached to Stiles like a puppy and loved to hog his attention. But Erica liked Stiles too, he was a dependable partner when she wanted to mix things up. But when Malia was like this, no one else could really get close to him, she'd just growl and push them away. Allison was allowed close, but that was probably because she was human and had a gentle touch with the coyote. To keep her mind off of Stiles, she leaned back into Boyd, sucking a hickey into his neck while rubbing at Isaac's crotch with the heel of her foot. Isaac was quick to jump on the wagon, not caring that the meeting was going to start soon. Instead he climbed over Erica, lifting her shirt with her teeth so he could nibble at her stomach.
Derek walked up behind them and tapped them both on the back of the head, a quick glance in Malia's direction was all they needed. The Alpha had pretty much given up on policing the touching and kissing, the Pack was pretty adamant about being in constant contact with someone they were intimate with. But he did put his foot down on limiting the PDA whenever Malia was around, ever since the time she'd seen Jackson with his hand up Lydia's dress. She'd been confused, thinking that he was hurting her, on top of which, she couldn't decipher their scents so she just snarled and flashed her eyes at Jackson. Since then, everyone kept their hands to themselves until Malia left or at least went upstairs; after that, well, things got naughty some times.
It had started when they were having a Pack night a few weeks ago, something they did regularly. This time after the movie finished, the Betas were all worked up, not wanting to fall asleep yet (save for Malia who had already been taken upstairs to sleep). So someone had suggested they play a game, and of course Jackson suggested Truth or Dare. Peter and Derek had tried to excuse themselves, wanting to give the teens some space but Stiles and Lydia both insisted that they stay- it would be good for Pack Bonding! Peter grumbled something about 'knowing exactly where it was headed' but sat down in the circle.
There were the usual 'Truths' of admit your crush, or tell a secret, which of course, playing in a room full of werewolves meant lying was always caught. As the night wore on though, the teens got a little more ambitious. It was Lydia's turn and she bravely asked for a dare.
Isaac had to think for a moment but smiled dangerously as an idea came to him, "I dare you, to make out with the hottest person in the room. Boyfriend obviously excluded."
A few smirks and gasps went around the circle, how would Jackson react? Lydia of course took it in stride, not even pausing to contemplate her choice. She stood up and walked over to Allison, easily climbing into the brunette's lap and pressing against her. No time was wasted with embarrassed fumbling or unsure touches either, Lydia claimed Allison's mouth and her hips were grinding against the girl under her. The effect was immediate, the heavy scent of arousal flooding the room as everyone watched.
The trouble started as Isaac's eyes started to glow and he leaned forward, entranced by the two girls. Jackson immediately snarled and glared at him, possessive of his girlfriend. This caused Scott to growl, set on edge by Jackson's possessiveness, since his girlfriend was also in the mix; no way was he letting Jackson get possessive over Allison. What had surprised everyone next was that Cora, who had been next to Jackson, whimpered and climbed into Jackson's lap, baring her neck to him. The protective scents coming off of him, as well as the testosterone, excited her- none of the other males in the Pack had ever really acted like this and now she couldn't help herself. She wanted Jackson to claim her, offer even a sliver of that possessiveness over her.
Jackson, lost in the haze of the moment, buried his nose in her neck for a moment before looking up at Lydia. The two girls had paused when the growling started, neither having thought of the consequences of making werewolves jealous. But when her eyes met with his, she shared a simple look, 'I'm willing to share if you are.' Jackson nodded easily before biting down on Cora's neck with his human teeth. The dam broke then, the rest of the Betas looking at each other wantonly, wondering what this meant for the rest of them. While they were distracted, Peter excused himself, offering a sarcastic 'good luck' to his nephew. The older Beta knew better than to be present for something like this. As it was, Derek was torn, he was their Alpha and also a few years older than them, technically an adult where they were still minors.
'I'll just… keep an eye on them, make sure it doesn't get totally out of hand,' Derek thought to himself. If he was lucky, no one would think about him sitting in the corner, or approach him. He knew a few of them had some form of attraction to him but it was a line no one had crossed yet and Derek was glad for that. It was interesting to watch and see how the Pack dynamics were coming into play here; he was actually surprised something like this had taken so long to happen. It was rare of course in familial Packs but in one that was full of Bitten wolves, all from different family ties, closeness like this wasn't a strange occurrence (especially considering their ages). Wolves loved to be close to each other, to bond with each other and feel close, coupled with their more human nature, werewolf Packs often intermixed like this. It helped to foster a closer bond between everyone as well, especially if select couples decided to partake; a trust was built between each of the members.
-Meanwhile-
Cora moaned as she felt Jackson bite down on her neck, accepting her silent plea; after everything that had happened to her family, she found it hard to let go, keeping up her hard outer shell. But when she saw Jackson like that, acting on instinct and testosterone, she wanted him. She was reminded of Derek, of how he'd fight to the death for his family, his Pack, only Jackson wasn't her brother, she was allowed to want him. Of course she'd also seen him without a shirt on during all their training sessions, he was definitely easy to look at. After all this time, she wanted to be protected, wanted, possessed in a way that only wolves understood. "Take me Jackson, now," she growled, flashing her eyes at him.
Jackson growled back, arousal mounting as Cora's now amber eyes looked into his. She wasn't Lydia, Lydia was fragile, a human, someone he needed to be careful around. Ever since he'd been bit, he had to learn to watch his strength around the few human members of their Pack. But Cora, she was a wolf like him, she didn't mind the bloody sparring matches or shy away from his flirtations. He pulled at her clothes, standing them both up so he could take off his shirt; it really didn't matter if people were looking at him or watching Lydia right now. Cora was getting all of his attention, she was his outlet tonight. He licked his lips, seeing that Cora was already shimmying out of her pants as well, eager to get started. Jackson pulled her to him before lowering them both to the floor, lips on hers. Her nails raked down his back experimentally, seeing just how rough it was going to get. He moaned and bit down on her lower lip, blue eyes flashing; as she scratched him again, he roughly pulled at her underwear and slid his fingers into her pussy. With his free hand he tangled his fingers in her hair and tilted her neck to the side, biting down on her neck some more.
Cora wasted no time, one of her hands sliding between them so she could reach into Jackson's boxer, hand circling his hard cock. "Ooo, I want you inside me," she moaned, running her hand up and down his shaft.
Jackson smirked, sitting up so he could look Cora in the eyes, "Impatient?"
"Obviously, I know what I want, so give it to me!"
"Take off your bra," Jackson told her while he lifted her hips to slide her underwear off.
She was quick to comply, completely ignoring everyone else in the room, eyes on Jackson instead as his erection popped out the front of his boxers. Cora sat up, legs wrapping around his torso and hands in his hair; she nibbled on his ear as he lined up. Jackson laid her back again, wanting to get a better range of motion that sitting back on his knees. He thrust into her slowly at first, a part of him remembering that this wasn't Lydia, this was new to him. As he pulled back out slowly, he listened to Cora rumbling, happy to have him inside her; she arched her back to adjust his angle as Jackson slid back in. As they settled into a rhythm, Jackson started growling, bending over to bite at Cora's collarbone; she returned the favor, leaving indentations on his skin for a few moments before they disappeared. It wasn't long before the two of them were competing to see who would leave the biggest mark.
-Meanwhile-
Scott whined to himself as Allison pulled Lydia's attention back to herself, hands sliding up the redhead's shirt. He'd never really looked at Lydia in any type of sexual way before but now that her and Allison were kissing each other, he was amazed at how good they looked together. Suddenly there was a body on top of him, a whimper of need in his ear; Isaac couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't just watch. Scott wasn't too surprised at Isaac's choice, ever since Isaac had moved in with him, they spent a lot of time together. Plus with their heightened senses, it was almost impossible to ignore when one of them decided to play with themselves. They'd been dancing around each other for a few months now, both too hesitant to broach the subject. But now was the perfect opportunity, they could forget the shyness or embarrassment and see where this might go.
Isaac wasn't shy around guys, he'd come out as pansexual awhile ago and he'd been with Erica and Boyd plenty of times. What made him shy about this was that it was Scott- he lived with Scott right now. He didn't even know how Scott felt about guys, if after this was over, Scott would kick him out, or be awkward around him. But Isaac also needed to be with someone right now, the sexual tension in the room was getting to him and it was Scott's scent that reached his nose first. Since Scott hadn't bothered to push him off, Isaac decided to push a little further, kissing at Scott's neck lightly. The other Beta responded positively, tilting his head to give Isaac more room, one hand sliding under his shirt to caress his skin.
Scott was surprised at how easily he relaxed with Isaac; it was easy to tell the difference between him and Allison since Isaac was all muscle. He explored Isaac's back and chest with his hands while Isaac slowly worked towards kissing him, something Scott found himself looking forward to. So he initiated it, turning his head towards Isaac and finding his lips, arms squeezing just a bit to pull the other wolf towards him. The kiss heated up, Scott's tongue flicking out into Isaac's mouth as Isaac rolled his hips against Scott's side; a moan fell from Scott's lips as he felt Isaac's hard-on press against him.
"Can I touch you?" Isaac asked, barely pulling away from the kiss.
"Please," he murmured, throwing one of his legs over Isaac.
He sucked in a breath as Isaac expertly undid the button of his jeans and slid his hand into his boxers. "You're excited aren't you?" he teased, long fingers easily wrapping around Scott's girth. His eyes started to glow as Scott shuddered at his touch, excitement jolting through the both of them. It didn't take long for Scott to start rolling his hips against Isaac's touch, whimpering and panting, wanting more. "Let me mark you."
"Yea," Scott nodded.
Isaac motioned for Scott to take off his shirt and set to licking at Scott's collarbone, sucking sharply now and again to leave a slight mark. He knew he couldn't go too crazy, he didn't have any kind of lubrication on him and he didn't want to rub Scott completely dry, but he shouldn't have worried. With all the moaning and rumbling going on, with the image of Allison and Lydia next to him, Scott came in Isaac's hand easily. Isaac moaned, sliding his wet hand out of Scott's pants to play with himself. Knowing that he was using Scott's come to rub himself, it didn't take long for Isaac to orgasm as well, a low rumble coming from his chest as he rutted against Scott.
Beside Scott, Stiles was flushed with embarrassment, he hadn't expected Lydia to choose Allison (although really, it shouldn't be such a surprise), and then Isaac had jumped his best friend right next to him. He and Danny were probably the only ones in the room that couldn't pick up on all the extra scents going around right now (since the girls were busy) but he still tried his best to keep his own hormones under control. Allison was Scott's girlfriend! And Jackson would surely kick his ass if he even thought about touching himself right now thinking about Lydia. So he'd sit here and pretend none of this was happening, doing his best to drown out the werewolf-y aroused rumbles going on. Danny had muttered something about making a phone call and had disappeared out the loft door. Maybe he'd talk with Kira! She didn't really have any romantic attachments in the Pack either. He glanced up to look for her but instead made eye contact with Erica.
-Meanwhile-
As soon as Jackson moved in on Cora, Erica started rutting against Boyd, feeling extremely turned on. It was no secret that her and Boyd were already intimate and that sometimes Isaac joined in. She'd been surprised when Boyd had brought it up with her though, easily picking up on all her stray glances his way as well the fact Isaac always masturbated when they were having sex. They were the original three of Derek's Pack, it was only natural they were close, he'd told her. If Isaac was okay with it then Boyd was more than happy to expand their relationship to include him. Of course it had been a bit of a surprise to both of them when he chose to approach Scott just now but then again, those two had been awkward around each other for awhile now.
"Guess we can still have some fun with each other," Erica offered.
Boyd smirked at her, "But Stiles is looking lost over there all alone."
"Are you sure?" Erica asked. She knew that Boyd didn't really feel attracted to anyone else in the Pack, only her and Isaac, so the suggestion surprised her.
"I know you like him, you had a thing for him before we were Bit and it only got stronger afterwards. I already share you with Isaac, so I don't mind if you want to play with him too. Between you and Isaac both being busy, I'll have plenty to watch. Besides that just means I'll get to scent you both later," he promised.
Erica kissed Boyd quickly, happy for the chance to get acquainted with Stiles; as she was thinking of the best way to approach her human Packmate, he glanced up and made eye contact with her. Well, that was easy, she smirked and curled her finger in his direction, silently inviting him over. He looked around nervously before finally hurrying over, shyly sitting next to the blonde.
"You looked a little lonely," Erica prompted, leaning over to kiss on his neck.
Stiles turned beet red and looked over to Boyd fearfully, "But… you're dating Boyd…"
"And Isaac," Erica mentioned as she gently pushed Stiles into a reclining position and climbed on top of him. "Doesn't mean we can't have fun, everyone else is; I won't make it awkward, I promise."
He thought about questioning it but Boyd just nodded and well, Isaac was busy with Scott so he must be okay with sharing at a time like this so he wasn't going to let this chance pass him by. "Yea, okay," he whispered just before Erica kissed him full on the mouth.
"I'll be good to you," Erica promised, leaving lipstick marks down his neck. It wasn't exactly a well kept secret that Stiles was completely inexperienced, so she didn't want to totally overwhelm him in front of everyone like this. She lifted his shirt and licked at his stomach while unbuttoning his pants. She folded his pants open and lifted his stiffening cock out of his boxers.
Stiles gasped as he realized just what Erica had planned, she was going to give him head, here? Sure, the others were busy as well but, talk about voyeurism; his hands gripped the cushion and he sucked in a breath when her soft hands touched him. He could feel himself growing harder as she ran her tongue around his tip; as soon as he reach his full length, Erica purred and took him in her mouth. She used her tongue to swirl around his head before sucking lightly, head bobbing, taking him in further a bit at a time. Within moments she'd relaxed her throat and had all of his cock in her mouth, moving his head along the back of her throat as she sucked. Stiles watched her as she moaned, head moving up and down, it was amazing; he felt his hip buck a few times, biting his lip and hoping Erica was okay with that. But she seemed to take it in stride, head moving with his hips as she pushed him closer to the edge.
"Erica, ooo.. Erica I," Stiles stammered out, doing his best to tell her that he was close. At the very least, he wasn't going to be some jerk that surprised her with that, especially considering not everyone swallowed. But she just patted his cheek, opening her eyes to look up at him and purr. She rubbed her breasts against his thighs and whimpered around his cock, wanton look in her eyes. Stiles had no idea she could get any hotter than before but she just managed; he closed his eyes and dropped his head back as he came. Boyd rumbled to himself as he watched Erica swallowing, her nails pressed into Stiles's stomach- she loved to give head, and of course he always enjoyed watching.
"E-Erica, you… you didn't," Stiles panted, coming back to his senses now.
The blonde gentle released him, using her hand to wipe of the worst of the saliva before tucking him back into his boxers. She kissed his stomach and then climbed up to his chest, "That's what Packmates do."
"C'mere," he muttered, lifting her chin with his thumb. "I may not be good but… I'd… I'd like to return the favor in the future." After a moment Erica smiled at him and nodded, it would be fun to teach him. He kissed her then, hoping that he would be able to convince her just how grateful he was.
-Meanwhile-
Back in the corner, Derek was still observing, the smallest of smiles on his lips as he watch his Pack bond with each other. He had to admit though, he wished he could have taken Stiles somewhere more private, used this opportunity as an excuse to finally kiss the teenager. Technically he still could, no one would challenge his right to whomever he wanted. But he was the Alpha and he wasn't going to put Stiles in that situation, so instead he let Erica have her fun. He was surprised though when Kira shyly walked over to sit next to him.
"Not going to partake?" he asked, making sure she knew there was no judgment. She was a Kitsune after all so she might not feel the same pull at the rest of them; plus it probably didn't help that she was the newest member to their Pack.
Kira blushed, "I… I don't know the others well enough… I um, I know Scott and Stiles but I never really thought about them like that. Scott is cute though, but he's dating Allison so I never…"
"Well, as you can see, at least right now, those lines don't really exist. This would be a good time to explore the bonds you have with the others."
"What if… I wanted to explore bonds with someone else?" Kira asked quickly, her cheeks turning pink.
Derek looked at her more closely, wondering exactly what she meant. His eyes flashed red as she leaned towards him and bared her neck. "Kira…?"
"I know that, that I'm a part of the Pack; you let me come to the meetings and everything but… I feel like an outsider still. Please Alpha… help me feel welcome. Make me your Beta."
The older male felt a rush of arousal, her posturing was completely submissive and her voice was so soft, pleading. She was looking up at him through her lashes, neck still bared. He reached out and cupped the back of her head gently, pulling her closer; it was only proper that he accept her posturing. As he leaned down, mouth hovering over her neck, Kira let out a small whimper of want, pressing closer to him. That was all it took, Derek, surrounded by the sounds and scents of his young Pack, along with the girl practically in his lap, he let his instincts take over. With human teeth, he bit down on her neck, strong arms wrapping around her much smaller frame to pull her into his lap.
"Oh, Alpha, please," she whispered, legs wrapping around him so she could grind down on his lap. "Take me, show me how to be a good Beta."
One of Derek's hands slid lower, reaching under her skirt; his fingers effortlessly slipping into her panties. He growled with arousal as he felt how wet she was, middle finger spreading her lips open. Kira arched her back and moaned as he started to finger her, his fast movements stimulating her. She reached down between them and undid the button on Derek's pants, sliding down the zipper too. The Alpha understood what she wanted, too far gone to think of the implications; he stood up and pressed her against the wall. He gripped her ass with one hand to help support her while he freed himself from his jeans with the other. Kira wasted no time, adjusting herself around his waist to line up her hips, mouth on his neck as she whimpered. Trusting her to keep herself supported with her legs and arms, Derek pulled aside her underwear with one hand and lined himself up, other hand guiding him to her opening. He thrust into her, rocking his hips to push in as far as he could, growling with satisfaction as she let out a moan. He gripped her hips as he pumped in and out, barely giving her time to breathe as he leaned down to lick at her lips. She opened up to him obediently, moaning into his mouth as he deepened the kiss. She sucked at his tongue lightly, hands gripping his shoulders as she was pressed into the wall; Kira knew Derek wouldn't disappoint her, his deep thrusts filling her easily. Most people thought of Kira as a shy, innocent girl but when Kira wanted something, she got it; she'd wanted Derek since she first laid eyes on him. Now that he was inside her, her nerves were electric, each thrust giving her jolts of pleasure. It wasn't long before Derek was close to the edge, he'd shied away from any type of intimate contact since Kate and Kira's moans and whimpers were enough to get him off regardless. Suddenly Kira let out a keen wail and tilted her head back against the wall, her legs squeezing his hips as she orgasmed, mouth agape as she moaned. Derek rumbled as he came, her tense body tightening around him driving him over the edge; they stayed pressed together for a moment before Derek pulled out.
"Let's get you cleaned up," he whispered against her ear. He made sure her skirt was covering them both before he turned around and carried her to the bathroom.
"Yes Alpha," she mewed, collapsing against his chest, muscles slack in pure bliss.
By the time the pair of them made it back out into the main room of the loft, the others were all lying around in various stages of undress. They were all panting and sated, the smell of come heavy in the air; Derek wasn't the only one that had gotten off completely. Closest to them was Cora, reclined on her back, completely naked, a huge grin on her face. Next to her, Jackson was down to just his boxers, hands over his stomach as he caught his breath. The Alpha nodded to himself as he averted his eyes, happy that his sister had finally let go. Over on the larger couch, Allison and Lydia were cuddled up together, clothes rumpled and hair mussed; small kisses were still being exchanged. Beside them, Scott and Isaac were studying each other, the fronts of their pants were soiled; they must have held back some, probably still too nervous even in the heat of the moment. As Derek led Kira over to the chairs in the corner again, Kira tilted her chin in Stiles's direction.
"Looks like Stiles feels welcome too," she commented. Derek nodded in agreement as he casually rested his hand on the back of her neck.
The boy in question was still reclined, mouth agape in total surprise as Erica sucked hickeys into his stomach, pants still undone. Erica had gone easy on him, probably not wanting to put him on the spot with so many others in the room.
"Derek," a quiet voice called from upstairs. From atop the stairs, Peter was holding an armful of blankets. He knew that the Betas weren't going to be leaving any time soon, not after an evening like that. "Take these, I'll grab the pillows."
The Alpha nodded and left Kira, knowing he needed to take care of his Betas. They could talk about everything in the morning. The group of teens moved together in the center of all the couches, limbs all intertwined as they relaxed. No matter what kind of day they had or who might be fighting with whom, once they were all together for a Pack night, they collapsed in a pile. Peter was the only one that abstained, choosing to sleep near Malia, who was still wary about such large cuddle piles. At least that way she didn't feel completely left out. Kira waited for Derek to join the pile, sidling up on top of his chest, claiming his personal space as her own tonight.