WARNING: MalexMale Smut.

A/N: Finally, Derek and Stiles mate

Chapter Fourteen

Hale wrapped an arm around the teen's waist.

"So, he can stay?"

"Yes," Sesshomaru's eyes flashed red. "But should he come to any harm when you or your wolves could've prevented it, your life and those of your pack are forfeit."

"Papa-"

"I'd ask you to spare my pack, but if Stiles gets hurt and they could've prevented I'll kill them myself and surrender when you came."

Amber eyes stared at him coldly, then their owner sent him a miniscule smile as they warmed only slightly.

"I like you wolf. Don't die." He replied, then he was gone.

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He was nervous.

He and Derek had decided that their mating ceremony would be held the month after Sesshomaru's departure, and the closer each day came the more nervous he got.

He'd wanted this for so long, especially with his heats starting the month after he met the Alpha wolf, and now that it was finally here he couldn't help but fear that something would go wrong.

Of course, Derek sensed his worries and did his best to sooth them, but when they didn't go away completely, Stiles informed him that even as an inuyoukai he was still the same anxiety driven teen he'd always been.

His Sourwolf only laughed and kissed him, assuring him that he was well aware of the fact.

Now, approaching the loft, he felt his heart speeding up in his chest and sweat slicking his hands. His youkai rumbled reassuringly in the back of his mind, and Derek's scent emanating from behind the heavy metal invaded his senses soothing the fidgeting that wanted to escape.

The loft was empty, barring his mate, the pups having been informed of their plans for the evening. They'd all congratulated them, informing them that they would be by in the morning with celebratory breakfast and that they would be spending the night at the Stilinski house.

The sheriff had taken one look at them all then informed them that he wanted to know nothing about anything that happened that night or any night after. Then he congratulated them and welcomed Derek to the family.

He shivered, gathered his nerve and knocked on the door.

Derek answered only moments later, hazel-green eyes warm and nervous.

"Hey," The wolf greeted, kissing him chastely. "Dinner's almost done, go shower for me and it'll be done by the time you get out."

Smiling, the hanyou nodded, and headed up the stairs into his mate's bedroom. He placed his change of clothes on the dresser, then vanished into the bathroom.

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Dinner was an easy affair. The light conversation seemed to ease both of their nerves, or maybe it was the two glasses of champagne they'd shared, but whatever the case maybe they were both relaxed as they made their way up to Derek's bedroom, exchanging lazy kisses that slowly gained more passion the closer they got to their destination.

"Are you sure? This is a forever thing."

Stiles smiled and kissed him chastely. "I know. I want it to be."

Derek grinned. "I love you."

"I love you too."

Gently pushing the smaller male onto the bed, he stripped off his own shirt, feeling topaz eyes burn their way down his body as his pants and boxers followed. The whine that left Stiles' lips almost made him smirk and he shuddered as he turned back to his mate to find him just as unclothed, a pale pink blush dusted across his cheeks as he spread his legs invitingly. Topaz eyes flashed to the fiery crimson and indigo they'd been the night he'd rescued them from Kate and Derek felt something in him slot into place when he took his place between those lean thighs.

He ground down against the body beneath his, groaning as their lengths slid against each other, a whimpered moan from Stiles stroking the fire in his blood. His wolf bayed, eyes flashing alpha red as the scent of his arousal and Stiles' mixed and mingled, the musky scent of pre-come thick on his tongue. He nipped at the teen's throat, sucking dark hickies into the pale skin, as he'd wanted to do since they met. Stiles gasped, licking a long stripe under his throat, his breath hot and sweet against Derek's ear.

"Lube?"

Clawed fingers slid under the pillow, spasming as the other nipped at a particularly sensitive spot behind his ear, body writhing against his seductively. Finally grasping the tube from its hiding space, he slicked up his fingers, willing away his claws as he slid down his mate's lithe body.

Heated indigo eyes watched, the blush beneath them spreading across a pale, but defined chest in ways he wanted to follow with his tongue. One day, he would take his time, spread Stiles out on this bed and worship him like he deserved. He'd take him apart piece by piece only to slowly put him back together and he'd enjoy every moment. However, at the moment the heat between them was so strong after being suppressed for so long that it was all he could do not to fuck him then and there.

The soft whimpers and mewls the teen let out weren't helping.

Nipping his inner thigh, he ghosted a finger across his entrance, taking Stiles' weeping cock between his lips as he slid a finger into him.

The boy keened and the sound went straight to his dick.

"Please, Der! I need more."

Swallowing around the dick in his mouth, he pulled away slightly, adding another finger to the one slowly thrusting in and out of the hanyou.

Stiles rocked back on them like a professional, moaning and keening as they hit the bundle of nerves that lit his blood alight.

"Yes," He chanted, back arching the closer her got to his release. Derek swallowed around his again, bobbing his head as he worked him over from both ends. Another finger joined the two in Stiles' body, jabbing his prostate with as much pressure as he dared.

Stiles screamed, body bowed as his release crashed down over him.

Heat flooded Derek's mouth and he groaned as he swallowed every bit, licking at the softening length in his mouth and massaging his prostate until over stimulation reared its head. Pulling away, he looked up at the panting teen, cock throbbing as he took in the blissed expression on his face and the tremors still wracking his body.

"Need a minute?" He asked, voice rough from his previous activities and Stiles shuddered, already back to half-mast.

"No, I'm good."

Thrusting his fingers in a few more times, he slicked up his cock and slowly entered his lover, who gasped eyes widening at the sudden stretch.

"Oh my- ngh!"

The alpha paused, cupping the younger man's cheek gently. "Okay?"

Stiles gave a quiet moan, body clenching around him. "Yes."

He grunted, bottoming out and hitting Stiles' prostate in one smooth thrust.

"Fuck!" Stiles screamed, clutching the sheets like his life depended on it. He was beautiful, his body writhing as it was speared on Derek's dick, demonic eyes glazed with pleasure, and fangs visible in his panting mouth.

Derek had never wanted anything more that he wanted the half-demon beneath him.

"Move. Please!"

He did as he was bid, snarling as he sought his pleasure in the willing for beneath him. Stiles' cries rang in his ears urging him to move faster, harder, deeper and fuck it was amazing.

"Derek!" The teen sobbed, delirious in his ecstasy, one hand clawing at Derek's back, as he climbed higher.

"Fuck, Stiles!" He growled, the tight moist heat incasing his cock, shredding his control beyond what he'd ever allowed himself to lose.

He was close, so fucking close, arousal coiling tight in his belly, and the high pitch of his mate's noises told him that he was as well. Wrapping his hand around the teen, he began to stroke him in time with his thrusts, pre-come slicking his way.

"Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck-Ahh, Derek!" The smaller wailed, muscles locking down on Derek's dick hard enough to make him go cross-eyed as his release splashed white hot across their abdomens and Derek's hand. The coil in his gut snapped, and he roared, sinking his fangs into a pale collar bone as his release flooded his little mate. Stiles whined, his cock giving a valiant twitch as it was pushed into a third orgasm and he felt slender fangs pierce his own throat in retaliation.

Coaxing his mate through the aftershock, he pulled away kissing the teen deeply.

"I love you." He breathed and Stiles smiled, tiredly.

"I love you too."

Tbc…

A/N: Lol, my poorly written smut. Smfh.

One more chapter guys!