Author's Notes- Happy news some motivation is coming back yey…slowly.
Chapter 11- Tate Fate
"Sooo both my sisters and my mother have mates. Rhiannon is with Peter…beyond me why. Kira is with Allison, Lydia with Parrish, Isaac is with Scott, Danny is with Ethan, and Erica and Boyd are together. Oh and my favorites…Jackson is with Aiden. I knew that one was going to happen, just had a feeling. Also Deaton promised to help look after Melissa."
"Derek what are you trying to get at?" Stiles looks over his shoulder at Derek as they walk down the hall towards their room. Stiles loved sharing his space with Derek more than he thought he would. He also learned he could force Derek to help him with investigating and looking up things by shoving a book into the hands of the secretly talent wolf, while he surfed the internet.
"I'm just saying that maybe while the Wrasps are quiet we could…" Derek walks up behind Stiles and crowds against his back and kisses in his neck biting lightly on the cord of muscles connecting to Stiles' shoulder. "…enjoy some time together."
"I'm going to have to rename you Sour Wolf." Stiles wiggles around in Derek's arms and wraps his hands around his neck. "You've far too happy since Rhiannon cast her spell to be my Sour Wolf anymore."
"I have my family back, the spell was a blessing. I get a chance to protect them properly. And I finally get to be with you." Derek comments furrowing his brows a bit in confusion as to why Stiles is surprised his sourness if fading away.
"Finally be with me…you mean you wanted me before…" Stiles teases quirking up the corners of his lips.
"Don't even we have talked about this Stiles." Derek shakes his head finally realizing Stiles was picking on him. He grips Stiles hips and pulls him up. Stiles wraps his legs around Derek's waist and laughs as they round the corner.
Derek stops when he catches the scent of someone else's arousal floating in with their own. He lifts his eyes and sees Scott and Isaac facing each other talking quietly barely touching their fingers together. Stiles turns his head and grins then kicks his heels into Derek's ass mumbling mush. Derek growls a bit and his grip slips down to Stiles' ass tighter.
Scott and Isaac jerk apart as Derek and Stiles start walking down the hall. Derek stops besides them and looks at his former beta. Isaac blushes and refuses to meet Derek's eyes. Scott turns his head and looks up at Stiles grinning like a lunatic.
"I knew all the time you spent fighting over Allison was just you two fighting to deny your urges towards each other." Stiles comments laying his head on Derek's shoulder looking at them.
"Yes and you and Derek never did anything like that. Denied your feelings." Isaac snaps out and Scott wraps his hand around Isaac's and Isaac looks down at their intertwining fingers.
"We never said we didn't Isaac. And you…be careful with him. I am not afraid to hurt your if you hurt him." Derek growls out at Scott at the end and the scent of Stiles arousal heightens.
"Same thing goes for your Curly don't hurt my Scottie. I have powers now don't make me practice them on you." Stiles points out and Derek can feel his body hum with power as he threatens and the scent of Derek's arousal heightens.
"God you two get a room…and we have no intention of hurting each other. He's my mate." Isaac comments.
"True mate." Scott corrects and opens the door behind Isaac and smirks dragging Isaac in behind him. "Don't you all look at me that way. True Alpha here I should know my true mate right?"
"Wow Scottie boy that was an incredibly enlightened thing to say. Maybe this time you won't go all goo goo gaga over your partner." Stiles teases.
"Oh I am just as crazy over him and if I can ever get you away from Derek I will talk your ear off about him." Isaac blushes more as Scott talks pushing him slowly into the room and Stiles smiles laughing. "But that will have to happen later…if you know what I mean."
Scott laughs as Isaac growls and shoves the door shut, they hear a locking sound. Stiles lifts his head looking into Derek's eyes briefly and then they both laugh a bit at Scott and Isaac. Derek finally carries Stiles their door and pushes it open slamming it closed behind him and locking it all with one hand without dropping Stiles.
Derek turns around slamming Stiles against the door connecting their lips. Stiles wiggles eagerly in Derek's arms as Derek drops Stiles legs and grips his hips, grinding their hardening cocks together. Derek removes his lips from Stiles and trails biting kisses down Stiles' jaw and over his neck. Stiles lets out a whimpering sound as his fingers dig into Derek's shoulders.
"Please…please…please tell me we can finally have sex…" Stiles gasps out as Derek lifted his head away from Stiles' neck. Derek's eyes flash blue and Stiles' lets his flash red as both of theirs flash purple Derek reconnects their lips and pulls away from Stiles taking Stiles' hand in his pulling him away from the door.
"That's what I was hinting at in the hall Stiles." Derek drops Stiles hand as he toes off his shoes and turns around to face Stiles taking off his shirt. Stiles mouth goes dry as he continues to watch Derek strip out of his clothes. By the time Derek is naked Stiles is painfully hard in his jeans.
Derek moves over to him and grabs him by his belt loops, pulling him up against his bare form. Derek buries his nose in Stiles' neck inhaling deeply groaning against the flesh as his hands wonder up pushing Stiles flannel off his shoulders dropping it to the floor. Derek rucks Stiles tee up and trails his fingers along Stiles jeans snapping open the button and pulling the zipper down. The jeans are loose enough to fall to the floor by for of gravity allowing Derek to pull Stiles shirt up over his head. Stiles removes his shoes and steps out of his pants as Derek drops his shirt to the ground.
Their eyes flicker at each other again as Derek moves Stiles up against him caressing his hands over his ass before hearing Stiles moan, his eye lids dropping at the contact. Derek silences Stiles with a kiss that is all passion as he lifts him up against him their cocks brushing together as he moves them over to the bed. Derek lays stiles back on the bed before moving down to the bottom of the bed, spreading Stiles legs and moving up in-between them slowly.
"Derek you trying to kill me with umm….uhh…" Derek starts kissing and nipping up the insides of Stiles thighs, both sides, sucking in bruising marks, causing Stiles to lose his thought. Derek nuzzles along Stiles balls and cock as he reaches up and runs a hand over Stiles nipple teasing them between his fingers. He kisses up Stiles body settling to lazy licking into his mouth, working their tongues together when he got to his mouth. He rocks the weight of his body against Stiles and spreads his legs further with his knees.
"There are so many ways I want to take you, so many positions I want to bend you into. So many times I have thought about this." Derek breathes out raggedly against Stiles' ear as his teeth drag over the edges. Stiles arches his back and wiggles under Derek as Derek pushes himself up with one arm and lets his other hand trail down in between them slowly wrapping his hand around cock, using Stiles own precome to slick up his motions. Stiles body tries to rock to follow his motions and he bares his neck in submission, after writhing and whimpering under Derek so long he can't take it.
Derek lowers his lips back to Stiles' ear and licks the shell of it, breathing heavily against it. "And I want to start like this," He trails his nose up Stiles neck. "With you submitting to me so beautifully."
Stiles goes to get lippy but Derek snicks his fanged teeth into the nape of Stiles neck. Stiles comes arching his body into Derek's hand crying out in pleasure and pain as his fingers dig into the back of Derek's shoulders. Stiles arches his back so much that his wings come out and knock some things off a nearby dresser.
Derek removes his teeth and shifts back to his human teeth and licks and lavishes the bite on Stiles neck. He grins to himself before moving and kissing Stiles' tracing his hands along the leather dragon wings under him. Stiles start to harden quickly the more Derek teases his wings. Derek sits back on his knees and smiles at the site underneath of him.
"Derek please. No more teasing." Stiles begs and his wings flick slightly. Derek runs his hand up and down Stiles' chest debating on commenting how Stiles used to tease him all the time it was only fair but he opted to carefully shift Stiles wing and get the lube out of the night stand. He holds it up in front of Stiles face. "Oh thank sweet baby Jesus."
Stiles spreads his legs bending his knees and pulling them back exposing his ass to Derek. Derek purrs at the sight of it, a deep rumbling from within his chest. Derek clicks the bottle opening spreading the lube over his fingers warming it up before he leans forward placing a hand alongside Stiles' head so not to hurt his wings. He gentle rubs a finger against Stiles hole and it slips in. Derek looks down at Stiles.
"Have you…"
"Been stretching myself…yes. Every day you go off to your wolfie training in hopes this would happen."
"You are something else." Derek growls out and quickly switches from one finger to two and from two to three as Stiles rocks himself up and down Derek's fingers. Derek's cock twitching with every sound from Stiles' mouth. He growls and removes his fingers and aligns himself with Stiles' hole. Stiles gasps for air as Derek pushes himself in, the stretch still wasn't enough to prepare himself for Derek.
Derek places his hand up neck to Stiles' head so he didn't put too much weight on his wings as he bottoms out. Stiles watches Derek's face wishing he could trace over it, his wings sensing the urge fold up and hook their tips under Stiles' knees and holds his legs open and spread wide for Derek. Stiles eyes flash as Derek's do to match his. He takes his move free hands and traces over all of Derek's body.
"I'm ready…move." Derek growls at Stiles words and places his other hand on the other side of Stiles' head and begins to move slowly. His paces quickens in no time and Stiles is pulling him in to kiss him hard, dragging his teeth over Derek's lower lip. Stiles hands would mark Derek's back every so often as he drags his nails up it.
Derek switches up his angle and soon has Stiles is soon crying out in pleasure as Derek slams into his prostate with every thrust.
"Derek I'm…I'm gonna come…." He digs his fingers into Derek's back hard enough to draw blood as he arches off the bed. Stiles cries out Derek's name as he comes covering both his and Derek's chest. Derek lets out a howl as he comes deep inside of Stiles.
Stiles wings slowly retract back into his body as Derek slides out of him. He then screams feeling a burning spreading over his back. He falls forward next to Stiles. Stiles sits up in concern as he sees the ink from Derek's tattoo spreading adding a set of wing that resembles Stiles to Derek's triskelion. It finally stops and Derek lets out a sigh.
Stiles eyes widen as he grins and teases over it. He kisses over the newly formed wings on his tattoo. He then rolls Derek over and curls up next time him smiling, intertwining their legs. "We really are one now."
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While Stiles and Derek were climaxing together Malia was sitting outside their bedroom window. She had cracked the silent proofed shutters and heard everything. It didn't settle well with her loosing Stiles…well finally loosing Stiles to Derek. She never though it would actually happen because of their age difference and Derek refusing o do anything that would make him happy.
She carefully closes the shutter back and jumps off the rom landing on her feet, glaring up at the house. She takes off running into the woods. She bounds over fallen trees and jumps over rocks and keeps going till something cracked her in the side. Malia went flying to the left and rolls across the ground. She curls in on herself and lets out a breath her eyes flashing blue.
Crunching can be heard on the leaves nearby as two figures appear side by side. Silver eyes flashing in the night as what look to be burnt and broken wings spread out around Malia. She screams out into the night but they don't last long as the creatures screech out at her flicking their wings about.
Two other figures stood off up on a hill, their forms illuminated by the moon. Their blonde hair reflecting the light.
"Poor little Wile E." The smaller for scoffs.
"One step closer sister."