Hello again! So this time it's been ten days, sorry for the wait... But being a student again I can now blame lectures, assignments and deadlines for the delay, haha :) I've had this chapter ready for a while, I keep going over it and can't get rid of this feeling that I've missed some of the mistakes in there, but I can't seem to see them, so apologies again.
Thanks for the reviews, normally I reply to them but time has been a bit tight this week... I mean I have no idea why it was essential for me to attend a lecture to learn how to write an essay. I've been studying history for seven years now, and now they decided to teach me how to write an essay? Would just like to point out that if I hadn't picked it up already then I wouldn't be at university! Ok, so little rant over, I will reply to some if not all reviews next time :)
Disclaimer: TeenWolf sadly is not mine, if it was... Well, lets just say Stiles and Derek scenes would be a lot different.
Derek realized he needn't have worried the about the first time, it hadn't happened that night all those months ago, but a couple of weeks later. He should have realized sooner that his werewolf would want to claim the younger boy, werewolf mating rituals consisted of the dominant wolf or the werewolf counterpart of the couple needed to mate with the other to ensure their bond be created as soon as possible, which fortunately for Derek meant he had to top.
And luckily for him Stiles was a selfish person, he had always preferred to receive than give in all parts of his life; receiving presents, cool nicknames, compliments... black eyes swirlies, ok so maybe sometimes it wasn't such a good thing, but Derek appreciated the fact the Stiles was willing to bottom so much. He knew that when and if Stiles asked he would lie down and spread his legs in an instant, the wolf part of him would do anything to please his mate.
But after a while, and after a lot of sex Derek began to get curious... He already didn't like where this was going, curiosity killed the cat, or in his situation curiosity turned the wolf gay. It was after their fifty fourth time of having sex, they were lying there in Stiles' bed when a question worked its way into his mind 'Why does Stiles like to bottom so much?' The question itself was simple, yet it lead to others 'Does it not hurt?' or 'What's it feel like?' and Derek's not so favourite 'When can Stiles top me?' That one was his wolf, but it really did make him wonder, Stiles had argued point blank that he wasn't going to bottom all the time, and yet he didn't bother anymore... Was it really that good? Derek couldn't imagine, he'd heard that constipation (not that he'd had it, he ate too much fiber) hurt like hell... And he was pretty sure a cock was a lot bigger and harder than any kind of fecal matter he'd seen before.
He understood that that was where the male g spot was, which self-respecting gay werewolf wouldn't know where to find or even know what a prostate gland was? No, he was at least smart enough to know that this was probably the reason why Stiles 'impales himself on Derek's lance' - Stiles' words not his. And this is why he found himself inside a sex shop looking around he fought the red flush that crept up his cheeks, rarely seen on his face, a sign of embarrassment.
"Why hello there young man, how many I help you?" Derek stared blankly at the women; did she really just ask him in some subtle way to tell her about all his weird and wonderful fetishes? Well truthfully the answer is no, this lady was just looking to help a rather handsome young man who if she was lucky would learn about her weird and wonderful fetishes. His inner wolf cringed as it sensed the levels of arousal wafting off of the women, Derek nodded in agreement, him and his wolf were both now fully gay werewolves and no one would turn them, unless... Nope, definitely gay.
Derek reluctantly followed as the lady led him towards a darker area of the store, the shelving was black, and the lighting was dim.
"Now my dear, we have a wonderful selection of vampire themed movies here, we have-"
"What?" Derek choked out.
"Vampire movies... You've never heard of I vant to suck your cock? It's this month's best Vampire seller, ever since that Twilight book came out these films have become quite popular." Derek shuddered slightly, those films were SO wrong, not the whole supernatural falling for supernormal... It happens, but the werewolves in that film, where the hell did that women get her information from, if Derek was her he would sue.
"I'm not into vampires," Derek whispered, his embarrassment evident.
"I'm so sorry dear, Mermaids? No? What about nymphomaniac nymphs?" The women tried with a smile.
"That sounds lovely," Derek began, a forced smile on his face. "But I'm not into all that supernatural stuff," his day to day life was already supernatural enough; he didn't need his love life to be as well.
"I'm sorry my dear, it's just with the leather jacket, black t-shirt, and dark jeans I just assumed you would be one of our more... Darker customers, how about the headless horseman... You know, like a dark horse?"
"I don't even want to know," Derek uttered as he began to look anywhere but at the women. "Look, I just came here to ask if you had any instructional videos for anal sex."
"Ahh just over here dear, yes we get a lot of men coming in for these DVD's, I consider myself a bit of an expert." Derek couldn't miss the casual wink, or the increase in the lady's heartbeat.
"That's great, but I was wondering if you had any in the urm... for gay men."
"Oh... Ohhhhh," the lady's face flushed red with embarrassment, she pointed in the direction of the film Derek was looking for before she briskly walked away rather flustered.
The DVD was rather detailed, in fact the beginning of the film was rather off putting, but Derek decided to soldier on knowing it couldn't get much worse. Unfortunately it did, and the detail of the film made him want to somehow permanently seal his still virgin hole, but again he soldiered on knowing the film could only get better... Which it did, but only after getting much worse.
So, he thought the best way to go about it was to talk to someone he knew wanted it.
"So I've been thinking for a while, that I'll perhaps bottom for Stiles."
"Finally!" his inner wolf howled in triumph.
"But I was just wondering, why do you want it so much?"
"Have you seen mate's face?" The wolf asked, Derek was still not use to the fact the wolf refused to call Stiles by any other name then mate, to it name's weren't important, and the fact Stiles was referred to as mate was in his wolf's eyes the best compliment you could get.
"Yes," Derek replied, "I just can't believe he gets that much pleasure from it."
"Mate is not that good an actor, it must be good."
"Who are you talking to?" Stiles asked, his entrance had gone unnoticed by Derek, his conversation with his wolf obviously taking up more of his attention then he'd realized
"Urm... Myself?" Derek asked, his statement more of a question, at least it wasn't exactly a lie.
"About?" Stiles went on, pushing for answers.
"Well, I heard this rumour that Scott has incredibly ticklish feet..." Derek paused before adding in a conspiratorial whisper "And he likes it."
"Right," Stiles said, chuckling slightly. "Even I know that's a lie, Scott's my best friend, I know he HATES having his feet tickled, and I can feel it through our bond."
"Aww baby," Derek said getting distracted, "that means it's getting stronger!" Derek was happy, his wolf was happy, and Stiles should be happy. "Aren't you happy?" Derek asked confused.
"You lied to me," Stiles stated, a glare appeared on his face. Yes, their bond was getting much stronger, at this stage there's supposed to be a slight personality change. Hence Stiles' glare and Derek's baby nickname, Derek was delighted, he was happy, he could see and sing a rainbow... Ok, and that was Stiles' ADD.
Stiles wasn't happy, but Derek had a plan, IF their personalities had had a slight mix, then Derek knew he would be able to win Stiles over with sex. Normally Stiles was too stubborn to forget about being angry for two seconds to have sex with Derek. Derek on the other hand was that much more considerate, he would forget about being angry for sex, get angry again and have angry make up sex... well in his mind it was considerate.
Looking at Stiles with wide eyes he slowly began to approach the younger boy, Stiles who knew what Derek was doing, he'd done it often enough to know, found he couldn't resist like he normally could. And then suddenly it was a blur of motion as Derek hurriedly stripped them both naked, pulling Stiles into a kiss while pulling the younger boy backwards onto the bed. Strangely Derek was the one on his back, while Stiles laid over them brushing their erections together as they kissed deeply, their thought processes completely gone as their explosion of passion guided them.
It was only when Derek felt fingers lingering by his ass that his brain kicked into gear, his inner wolf celebrating as a lone finger pushed in and bent at the knuckle. And if he hadn't have been worrying about there being no lube anywhere within a ten mile radius Derek would have cum right there and then, he remembered this from when 'she who must not be named' had done this to him. His wolf was right, Stiles' finger was only a fraction bigger then hers and already he could feel the pressure building, the pleasure a flowing tide of water behind a damn.
Stiles knew to take it slow, Derek was what he would call a giving gay. No problems topping, but as soon as swapping turns entered the equation he freaked out. Starting off with one finger, he inserted a second after a while and began a small scissoring action until his boyfriend below him was more stretched, and then finally a third.
Derek winced as the third one went in; he almost began to regret doing this, damning his wolf for its blasted stupid ideas.
"Don't blame me, you were in control... Anyway, you've had your back mutilated until we nearly died. I think you can handle this." Stupid wolf and its voice of wisdom, even it was being affected by the personality change.
Derek flinched again, not noticing fingers being removed until something else warmer and harder pushed in. He looked up at Stiles and saw his pupils were hugely dilated, the lust and pleasure obviously a lot better for him then it was for Derek at that precise moment. After what seemed like forever Stiles eventually found himself fully inside his boyfriend, and just as slowly as he entered he pulled back out, slowly increasing his speed as he re-entered and then pulled back again. And then he moved angle, and Derek's eyes previously clenched shut flew open in surprise.
"Oh," Derek's smile increased, this was it, the pleasure point, his legs in wrapped themselves around Stiles in response to the pleasure, pulling his mate in closer. His eyes closed again, as Stiles pushed in and out at a fast rate hitting his prostate over and over again. The earlier silent curses were now replaced with rather loud moans, Derek knew he liked to talk dirty, but he never thought he would moan this loud, but then again, he never thought it would be this good to have a cock repeatedly shoved in his ass.
"Do you like that?" Stiles asked. "Want me to fuck you harder?"
"Oh god!" Derek gasped, sex he could handle, but Stiles talking dirty to him? Oh this was another whole level of pleasure. "S-Stiles! Harder, faster," normally a stutter would cause Derek to flush.
"Yeah, tell me what you want!" Stiles shouted, his hand reaching up to Derek's head and pulling at his hair, causing his head to lean further back so Stiles could have better access to Derek's neck.
"Stiles, p-please harder," Derek moaned before pulling Stiles' lips to his own. Stiles never one to disobey pushed himself in harder and faster each time, bringing himself and Derek closer to the edge. Stiles moved his hand down to Derek's hard shaft and gave a few pumps before feeling Derek's hot sticky orgasm erupt onto their chests while Derek's muscles clamped down hard onto Stiles' erection the orgasm causing Derek to howl aloud, as Stiles unloaded his own load deep inside Derek.
"Wow," Derek whispered as Stiles collapsed next to him, "I never thought..."
"Uh huh," Stiles was grinning, not bad for his first time topping, and he was rewarded with a howl, couldn't ask much more from your werewolf boyfriend, "told you it was a good idea to swap."
As he lay there Derek began to wonder, kind of curious really... Had Stiles been planning this from the beginning? Lulling him into a false sense of security, so he would question why Stiles gave up the argument and ultimately want to try it out for himself.
"Definitely."
TAD-DAH! Hope you feel it was worth the wait. And so this is the end, I actually only intended it to be a one shot, but I wrote this one and thought why not make it a two shot :)
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