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This is 200 words away from 10,000. And it is NOTHING BUT PORN (albeit badly writting porn). And it's only derek/isaac/stiles too.
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Sorry if it's stupid at times- i don't mean to be such a horribad writer :(. I really hope i did justice for you guys! And I really hope you like it all! I know there are probably some typos because this is frEAKING 10,000 WORDS. so if you see some blaring typo please let me know and i'll correct it. :) thank you guys. and i love. and thnaks for being patient! you guys are the best!
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To say it was difficult getting back to his apartment was an understatement. Derek had to fight to keep control as he drove, both hands clenched tightly on the wheel. Meanwhile, Stiles leaned over from the passenger seat with his face buried in Derek's neck, nibbling on the skin there. His hands were threaded in Derek's hair, pulling slightly and massaging the skin there. His lips were soft on Derek's nick and he could smell the scent of arousal heavy in the car from the both of them.
"Stiles," Derek growled out when he felt a warm tongue on his jaw. He felt his claws piercing slightly into the soft leather of the steering wheel. He was fearful of pressing any heavier on the gas pedal- he was already pushing a little over 10 miles over the speed limit and getting pulled over on his way to fuck the life out of the man next to him was not something he wanted to happen.
"Yeah?" Stiles' voice asked, mischievous and light. Stiles began to suck on the skin under his jaw, nibbling and biting in a way that made Derek's wolf howl. One of his hands fell from his head and trailed down his neck, fingernails scratching ever so slightly behind his ear. The touch slithered down until it reached his chest, where it rubbed soft circles over the scratchy material of his shirt before digressing to one of his nipples and flicking it lightly. Derek tensed and an unwanted gasp fell from his lips as Stiles squeezed the sensitive skin, teasing it lightly between his fingers.
Derek knew this was getting out of hand- he could already feel the familiar warmth starting to sizzle under his skin, felt himself begin to slip away as his mind was replaced by something more primal. Here he was, locked up in a veritable box that contained the sweet scent of his mate and their mixed arousals and he couldn't do anything save jumping from the car to calm himself down. He was hard in his jeans, cock pressing hard against the zipper so that much that it was almost painful, which he suspected Stiles already knew but had the decency to not touch it which, thank god because if he did they would definitely have already died. He wanted so badly to just grab Stiles and pull him into his lap, sit him on his dick and fuck him into oblivion- wanted to run his hands over the skin that promised to be so soft, mark his way over the pale expanse of canvas that Stiles promised to be. But he couldn't, all because he was fucking driving.
"Someone's got sensitive nipples," Stiles said with a light laugh. "I'll save that information for later."
"If you don't stop then we're not going to make it there alive." Derek huffed out. Stiles began to pepper light kisses on his jaw and neck, working his way to nibble on his ear lobe.
"Or you could pull over and just fuck me on the side of the highway," Stiles said. "Oh- no, wait. I want Isaac to be there too- when I get fucked. And I want to see his face when you fuck him. And I want to see his dick- hey, you think he could fuck me too? I mean, since we're both your mates does that make us mates by association? Is there some kind of rule against pack bitches fucking each other? Are bitches exclusively bottoms? Which hey, I don't have a problem with, but I kinda wanna see how Isaac's cock would feel inside me, ya know?"
Derek rolled his eyes and let out a groan. Stiles' words didn't help lessen his predicament- he could only imagine how hot it would be to see Isaac fucking into Stiles from behind, both of their lithe, slim, sweat slick bodies rolling into each other, soft whimpers falling from their reddened lips. Then they would beg Derek to come over, saying how they couldn't finish without their Alpha, how much they needed their mate to make them cum. Derek would comply, of course, and work his way into Isaac, sliding in until he was balls deep inside that silky heat. Then he was precede to pound into him, setting the pace as his thrusts sent Isaac even deeper into Stiles, moans coming uninhibited from both their forms. He would make Isaac cum first, let him spill his seed into Stiles' ass, then he would pull them apart and lick Stiles' hole until he came, pulling out the sweet flavor of Isaac's cum an-
"Derek!" He heard Stiles' voice scream. He snapped back to reality and immediately noticed that he had begun to swerve in and out of his lane, dangerously close to causing a collision. He corrected himself and sent a glare Stiles' way. The other man gave a sheepish smile and detached himself from Derek's form, settling into his own sit. A silence settled between them but Stiles being, well, Stiles, didn't wait very long to break it. He saw Stiles' hand fall to his own lap and heard the soft groan that fell from Stiles' lips as he rubbed himself through his pants, hips rising slightly to meet the touch.
"Alright, so no touchy, then, unless I wanna die. Which I don't. At least not until after you fuck me. So, uh, god Derek I really wanna get fucked- it's been way too long. Really wish I could finger myself right now, man, or better yet you could finger me."
"Stiles, I can' -"
"Just tell me Derek," Stiles said breathily, leaning back and closing his eyes, still grinding the heel of his palm into his crotch. "Tell me what you're gonna do to me and Isaac when we get back. I just need something to tide me over, man. Please."
Derek thought about no answering for a moment, considering he had almost killed them both fantasizing a few moments earlier, but then he looked at Stiles: saw the way his lips were red and puffy and parted just so, the high flush on his cheeks, the way his body was so subtly rising into the soft pressure he was pushing onto his groin, the soft breaths he let out, the erratic sound of his heartbeat, the way the skin on his neck looked so soft and tender.
"First, I would make both of you undress each other while I watched- I kinda have a thing for watching. I would watch you two kiss and explore each other's body, watch you play with each other's cocks and balls and run your hands over each other's holes- but no fingering because that's my job. Then, you two will undress me, and it'd be my turn to touch and kiss and lick while you pulled off my clothes-"
"Fuck, Derek."
"Then I'd lie back on the bed and I'd let you guys do whatever you wanted for a while. You could kiss me or jerk me or suck- whatever you want. I'd let you guys explore me for a while because I know just how curious you two are, let you find out what I like- because I have no intention making this fast, Stiles. I fully plan on drawing this out for as long possible, until you're both begging for it. Because when you two have finished exploring me- that's when I get to have all the fun."
"Oh my god, Derek- you- it's not gonna take much for me to start begging. If you haven't noticed I'm not very good at resisting temptation."
"Well then we'll just go until I decide you're both ready. I'm a very patient person."
Derek let out a shaky breath and grabbed his cell phone, pushing it towards Stiles. He couldn't even handle his imagination right now- no way could he handle technology.
"Call Isaac." He demanded.
When Stiles opened his eyes they were glazed over and his gaze seemed somewhere far away, but he grabbed the phone with a smirk. "Phone sex?"
"Just fucking do it."
Stiles chuckled and quickly dialed Isaac's number, putting it on speaker.
"Hello?" Isaac answered after the fourth ring.
"Isaac, babe, I need you to tell Peter to make the tea." He saw Stiles raise a brow.
"The tea? What tea? Aren't you supposed to be with Stiles?"
"Hi Isaac!" Stiles said cheerfully. "Don't worry, big bad Alpha won't let me out of his sight."
"Are you-" there was a pause. "Stiles, did you say yes?"
"Did you expect me to say no?"
"Fuck- are you serious? Derek, wh-"
"Isaac." Derek growled out in a harsh tone. "Tell Peter to make the fucking tea, then get your ass in my room and wait for us. We'll be there soon. Got it?"
It took a moment for Isaac to respond, but when he did his voice was raspy and light. "Yeah, got it."
"Good, see you in a few." He reached over and ended the call, taking his phone away from Stiles. "I swear you two are going to send me on a fucking rampage."
"What tea are you talking about? Are we having a dinner party before we fuck? Because honestly I am beyond desperate for your cock and I'm not afraid to beg for it."
"It's a special strand of wolfsbane that prevents the onset of pregnancy. You have to drink it or else it doesn't work as well."
"Werewolf birth control- got it. By the way dude, could you like, hurry it up? I'm dying here."
Derek rolled his eyes.
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He was aware that he did a horrible parking job and that he would probably wake up in the morning to find his precious Camaro in shattered pieces but he couldn't find the energy to core right now. Not when the moment he was out of the car Stiles' body was plastered to him like a second skin. They had to break apart for a moment as they crossed the lobby- people were already giving them weird looks, and Derek knew it was partly because his fangs had dropped and his claws were out, not to mention his eyes were probably glowing a vibrant red. But he was honestly too turned on to care too much. He took a moment to feel bad when he pushed Stiles into an elevator and repeatedly pushed the 'door close' button just as he saw an older woman rushing to get on.
She could catch the next one.
He turned to the other man and crowded him into the corner of the elevator, immediately licking past those sinfully soft lips and delving into his mouth, sucking on his tongue as he squeezed the globes of Stiles' ass through his jeans. Stiles practically melted in his arms, closing his eyes as Derek ravished him.
They were both breathing hard when he pulled back to look into Stiles' eyes. "Stiles, are you listening?"
"The only thing I'm listening to is the sound of every ounce of shame I have left shattering because if you don't kiss me in the next five seconds I can and will drop to my knees and forcibly suck your dick whether you like it or not."
"I'm being serious, Stiles," He growled out, shaking the man slightly.
Stiles rolled his eyes. "Fine, yeah, I'm listening."
Derek heard another ding from the elevator- they were getting closer to the top floor. "I'm going to give you the bite, now-"
"The fuck? Right now? You can't wait? Dude I have heard horrible things about how much it hurts-"
"Not for you it won't- it doesn't affect pack bitches like the rest of us, doesn't hurt as much. You might be a bit dizzy, and a lot horny, but nothing crazy. And I need to give it to you before you drink the tea or it won't work. And plus Isaac needs your cum to change."
Stiles was giving him a skeptical look.
"You'll just- you'll be really horny. Especially for me since I'm the Alpha, but once we get in the apartment it'll be a little crazy- but you just have to focus."
"Dude I wasn't focusing before and you expect me to focus now?" Stiles gave a light chuckle. "Dude, just hope I don't jump on Boyd's dick before you get a chance."
A flash of anger rushed through him at the comment. "I get you first. You're mine. Remember that. Now do you accept the bite?"
"I already told you-"
"Do. You. Accept?"
Stiles leaned his head back, exposing the milky white skin to Derek's eyes. "Yeah. Just do it- fuck."
Derek groaned, leaned and closer to his neck and licked there, nibbled a little bit, making the skin red before he opened his mouth wide and let the fangs sink into Stiles' skin.
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He thought it would hurt. Which, yeah, it did. That first flash of pain as Derek's teeth sank into his skin was excruciating but that seemed like the blink of an eye compared to what he felt next.
He had done a little research on the change when it comes to pack bitch's, but there hadn't been much out there considering they were a little uncommon. He had steadied himself for the onslaught of horniness he would feel when the change took- but he was in no way prepared for what it actually was.
Somewhere in the back of his mind he could tell the change took almost immediately. He felt it in his skin, in his bran, his heart, his blood. It was like something had been sleeping in his chest and all of a sudden it had been set on fire, warmth and itchiness pulsing through him like a heartbeat, waves of a hazy sensation assaulting his mind. Something told him to lean into Derek's body as the larger man held him and he listened to it because it felt so natural, and for the first time he could smell Derek. Not just his cologne or the scent of his clothes, but the cloying, heavy, oaky scent that was the man above him and he wanted it. He wanted it like burning, and he was starting to question how he could have every gone without this.
This-this, whatever it was, completely overtook him. Something formed in his mind, a fuzziness in the back of his mind that made him aware of the Alpha in the room- his Alpha. He felt the connection reach out somewhere close but far away at the same time, something that screamed pack at him. And then it hit him.
He opened his eyes and everything was clearer than before but he payed that no mind- it was unimportant, most definitely not as important as the man in front of him. The man that smelled perfect, he could smell his arousal and his need, could smell the heat that came from his pants, could hear the heavy heartbeat in his chest. He flung his arms around Derek's neck and pushed his face into the skin there, licking there because he needed to taste it. It was salty with sweat and sweet and tangy and heavy and perfect so he did it again, and again and once more before he remembered there was more to Derek's body than just his neck. He tore at the buttons on Derek's shirt, ripping it open so could nibble at the skin there that was dappled with a few patches of hair.
He growled when he was pulled back up, a low and rumbling sound that he had never made before, but then a soft muscle was pushed into his mouth and he melted again, tasting the sweetness of Derek's mouth as they kissed.
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He knew the change would happen fast, but when Stiles' eyes shifted to a vibrant violet almost immediately after he bit him, Derek knew it would be hard to keep from fucking Stiles right in the elevator. His scent changed- it was sweet before and it still was but it was something else to, something dark and a little spicy, something that called to his instincts and made him wild with want. Stiles had already torn his shirt open in his rage of lust but thankfully the elevator finally came to the top floor.
He couldn't devise a way to get Stiles to pay enough attention to walk so he hoisted the man up, wrapping his legs around his waist and Stiles flowed easily into the movement, pushing his face into Derek's neck as he carried him so that he could lick and nip at the skin there, moans and groans and whimpers falling so easily from his mouth.
"Fuck," Derek said when he arrived at the door. Stiles' scent was driving him crazy and he wanted nothing more than to just fuck him against the nearest wall, but he knew he had to get inside and make Stiles drink the tea. But he was faced the problem of having an armful of horny pack bitch when he needed to get the keys out of his pocket. He was about to consider kicking the door in when it swung open and he was met with the wolfed out eyes of Jackson, standing there in the doorway, chest heaving and nostrils flaring.
"You- you changed him." Jackson said, moving a bit closer. "I could smell it when you guys walked into the fucking building Derek, God, he smells good- just, just let me-"
"Jackson, no," Derek growled out. He tried to put as much Alpha in his voice as he could but Jackson seemed to ignore it. Which was understandable, Jackson was young and tended to give into his urges more often than not, and had never been around a pack bitch before. Still, the possessive part of him wanted to rip his throat out.
"He's pack bitch, Derek, you can't fucking hog him,"
Stiles chose that moment to let out a strained whimper as he began to grind his crotch onto Derek's body, eyes closed and body arching in pleasure. "Please, Alpha…" Stiles' voice let out with a weak breath. "I need-I need, please Alpha."
Jackson was stunned for a moment but quickly moved closer even more quickly hands reaching out to touch the man in his arms. Derek , despite his immense amount of self-control, was about three seconds away from attacking when the boy was pulled back inside the apartment. Derek saw that it was Peter who was restraining him. The other's man's eyes had shifted as well and his nose was flaring- it was obvious he was just as affected as they all were, but thankfully Peter had the prudence that Jackson lacked.
"Go, Derek," Peter said in a snappy tone. "The tea is on the counter. Now go before I kill you and claim him for myself."
Derek didn't take long to obey, pushing past the two as Jackson struggled where Peter was holding him against the wall. He didn't see Boyd or Scott but he could tell Isaac was in their room. He promptly walked into the kitchen and placed Stiles on the counter, trying to pull away.
"No!" Stiles yelled immediately pulling him back, hands going around his neck as he dragged him in or another kiss. "Alpha, you can't-please, I need you so bad I don't know what I'm going to do- I just. I need you, Alpha, please." The last words were tainted with the voice of someone who was about to cry and he could see tears begin to swell in Stiles' eyes.
"Alright, look Stiles, I'm not leaving. I just need you to drink this tea and then I'll take you into the room with Isaac and I'll fuck you as much as you want, alright? Remember what I said? I need you to focus."
Stiles looked on the verge of a breakdown before he bit his lip and looked at Derek with hardened eyes, giving a slight nod. Derek took the cue and immediately rushed to pour a cup of the tea, bringing it to Stiles and lifting it to his lips.
"Drink." Derek commanded and Stiles obeyed. Derek knew it was hot, he had almost burned his fingers pouring the stuff, but if it hurt Stiles he didn't show any sign of it. It supposedly wasn't the best tasting thing in the world but Stiles drank it easily, quickly gulping down the entire cup and placing it next to him when he finished. Derek didn't wait to pick the man up again and quickly rush to his room.
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He pushed into his room with a ferocity he wasn't even aware that he had. He could tell he had startled Isaac, he was sitting on the bed, when the younger man whipped his head around.
"Derek, I-"
"On the bed, now." Derek said, letting the entirety of his Alpha-ness seep into his voice. Isaac obeyed without question, climbing his way to the center of the bed. Stiles was nibbling on his ear when he dumped the boy next to Isaac and looked him into the eye.
"Get started." Derek said. Isaac was confused for a moment before he figured it out. Stiles whimpered when he felt Derek pull away but Isaac quickly quieted the sound as he placed his lips on Stiles', tongue immediately pushing into his mouth. Stiles immediately melted into it, placing his hands on either side of Isaac's face so that he could control the kiss, eyes closed and tongue licking over Isaac's lips. Isaac moaned with it, placing himself over Stiles' body and grinding down into his crotch. Stiles moaned at that and echoed the motion with an upward thrust of his own, grinding their clothed cocks together in desperation. Stiles' scent was starting to have an effect on Isaac also, because he didn't wait very long to push his hands up into Stiles' shirt, running his fingers over the warm skin that was dotted with moles. Stiles gasped and started to lick at Isaac's jaw as they rolled their bodies together, Stiles' mouth falling to Isaac's neck and licking their, nibbling and sucking wherever his tongue could reach, leaving trails of warm wetness as he tried to take in as much of Isaac as he could.
Derek found himself rubbing his cock through his slacks because the sight in front of him was one he didn't really want to take his eyes off. The two made for the naughtiest scene that beat out every scenario Derek had imagined as they kissed each other. Isaac had begun to work his way onto Stiles' neck, running up and down the side of his body, hips rolling incessantly.
Derek groaned and tore himself away from the scene to quickly shut and lock the door- he definitely didn't want anyone interrupting. He pulled up a spare chair so that it sat closer to the bed and sat himself down, spreading his legs and rubbing himself through his pants- he was starting to leak through, a growing damp spot darkening the front of his pants. He could have taken them off but he had decided that would be their job. The scent in the room was starting to get a little out of control- now that it was locked and the door was closed their scents were building and mixing together. The smell of their arousals were intertwining in the closed space, the scent of pre-cum and the sound of whimpers and groans of pleasure were abundant. Derek called on the self-will he prided himself on and stayed in the chair so he could watch the beautiful scene that was unfolding in front of him.
Their grinding was more fervent than ever, the sound of denim against denim as they tried to pleasure themselves. Isaac had sucked several darkening bruises on Stiles' neck and Stiles had returned the favor, a particularly dark one under Isaac's left ear. Isaac pulled up for a second, licking his puffy lips and pulled of his shirt, revealing the slim body underneath. He did the same for Stiles and immediately his lips went to wrap around a pink nipple, sucking hard on the nub in his mouth. Stiles arched into it, sending out a large moan as Isaac's other hand rubbed the other nipple between his fingers. Isaac was really getting into it now, detaching from one nub to lick his way across Stiles' chest to the other one, nipping and biting wherever he could. He gave the other nipple the same treatment, lapping at it with soft kitten licks and rolling it between his teeth, groans falling from his lips as Stiles tugged at his hair. Both of them were red with the flush of arousal and it amazed him how well their bodies seemed to flow together. Isaac seemed to be mapping out a path of moles with his tongue now, drawing a line with his tongue and biting wherever he found another plot point, licking over the slight dip of Stiles' abs, leaving no inch of skin untasted.
When he was finished he kissed his way back up to Stiles' mouth and licked into it, taking his tongue in and sucking fiercely. Isaac pulled up, sitting back on his knees as he huffed, chest rising and falling. He saw Stiles open his eyes and the two looked at each for a while before Stiles pushed himself up and crawled over to Isaac.
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Stiles was fully aware that they were putting on a show for Derek, but he was also aware that he really wanted Isaac. Like, badly. Unfortunately, as hot as the whole clothing thing was- they were going to have to go.
He crawled over to Isaac and kissed him again, letting his tongue slip and slide over Isaac's as they tasted each other once more, sucking on his tongue. He let a hand fall to Isaac's crotch and he pressed a hand there, squeezing the hardness he found. He could smell the pre-cum they were all leaking, but he wanted to taste it to. He left Isaac's lips to kiss and lick his way down his chest, stopping at his nipples and sucking on them, squeezing the hard cock in Isaac's jeans at the same time. He let his tongue trail over Isaac's abs, biting and tasting everything Isaac was giving him. Isaac was thrusting into his hand now, moans falling from his lips. He licked his way down Isaac's happy trail and started to fumble with the button and the zipper, wondering if he would have to deal with any underwear.
He didn't have to wait long to get his answer: as he slid down the zipper and Isaac raised his hips enough allow him to slide his jeans down part of the way, the scent of musk and arousal and cum hit him full on. Isaac's cock sprang up from its confines, smacking against his belly with a loud sound. It was a curved thing, red and leaking pre cum from the tip, a drop slowly rolling down the side. He raised a hand to wrap around it, giving it a soft tug. A moan fell from Isaac's lips and another spurt of precum jumped out.
"Fuck, Stiles- I want you to suck it. Please, please, suck my cock, c'mon." His voice sounded wrecked and all they had done was make out. Stiles smiled and trailed the prominent vein in Isaac's cock with his eyes until he reached the heavy hanging balls underneath, swollen and swinging. His other hand came to caress them, rolling them around his fingers and tugging softly, eliciting a whimper from Isaac.
Stiles never was one for denying himself.
He poked out his tongue and gave a flick of it to the underside of the heat, getting a sample of salty-sweet liquid leaking from it. He licked it again and again, each lick becoming longer and stronger until he trailed the entirety of the underside of Isaac's cock with his tongue, tasting the heady skin there. Isaac's hands were in his hair but they weren't pushing, simply grabbing softly and massaging. He licked up Isaac's dick once more and brought his lips around the tip, suckling softly and licking around the rim of it and delving it into the slit, more pre-cum jetting out as he swallowed it. What wasn't in his mouth his ran his fingers over, making Isaac shiver as he groaned when Stiles sucked on the tip particularly hard.
Stiles liked his blowjobs to be a bit wet, so he tried to let as much saliva fall from his mouth when he licked up the sides of Isaac's cock, making it glisten and shine with pre-cum and spit. He traveled further down until he reached Isaac's balls and he flicked at them, watching as they swung with the motion. He kissed the wrinkly skin there, kissed and licked and finally sucked one into his mouth, letting his tongue prod at it. He did the same with the other one and then in an act of valor he sucked them both into his mouth at once, hollowing out his cheeks and rolling his tongue around them.
He pulled off of them with a pop and looked to Isaac, where his head was thrown back and his mouth open in pleasure. He licked up the cock in front of him again and finally took the entire thing in his mouth, pushing himself as far down as possible until his nose rested against the damp curls hair at the base of Isaac's cock. Isaac groaned at that and he felt a hand tighten in his hair. He swallowed around the dick and pulled back and went down once more, trying to get his tongue to coax more of the sweet fluid from Isaac's body.
Finally, he set up a rhythm and began to bob up and down Isaac's cock, his tongue trailing over the head and into the slit, winding around the sides and licking the sensitive skin under the head as he sucked. Isaac was rocking into it now, hands pushing down slightly on Stiles' head. Isaac was a world class leaker, pre cum was flowing form his tip in a steady stream and Stiles sucked it all down happily. His hands went to where Isaac's jeans were still partially on and he tugged.
"No-no, leave 'em on, keep going, I'm so close." Isaac whispered. "God your fucking mouth, Stiles…"
"Off." Stiles said, smiling at the sound of his voice- raspy and torn. Isaac whined but quickly sat up, tearing off his jeans as his cock slipped from between Stiles' lips. When he was finished Stiles pushed back down to the bed so that he lay on his back and immediately went back to the task of sucking Isaac's dick. With one hand he went to one of Isaac's nipples and rubbed there, twisting it between his fingers. With the other he went below Isaac's balls, pressed at his taint for a few moments and traveled until he was met with the crack of Isaac's ass. He pushed a finger between his cheeks until the pad of his finger rubbed against the furled skin of his asshole. Isaac jumped at that and rolled into it, but Stiles was careful to not penetrate- that was Derek's job- he just teased and rubbed at the skin there.
Before he knew it Isaac was a trembling mess, writhing in pleasure and he tried to push back onto the finger at his entrance. Stiles felt his entrance clenching and he could tell Isaac needed something in him but Stiles simply sucked harder and harder, bobbing so fast he felt that tip of Isaac's cock hit the back of his throat on every push down.
After a few moments Isaac's form went still and his whole body tensed. As Stiles sucked on the tip one last time a groan exploded from Isaac's mouth. Warm, salty liquid spilled into his mouth and he sucked Isaac through it, gulping down whatever he could, rubbing against the rapidly clenching hole he had his finger on.
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Stiles' blowjob was amazing.
But for some reason, he still wasn't satisfied. He lay on his back, eyes closed, breathing heavy or a few moments after his orgasm. It was good, better than good in fact, but he still felt empty. And unwhole- like there was something missing. As exhausted as he was he pushed himself up and grabbed Stiles' face, pulling him in and pushing his tongue into his mouth. There he tasted the saltiness of his own cum mixed with Stiles' saliva and he kissed him until he couldn't taste anything else. He unbuttoned Stiles' jeans clumsily and pulled down his underwear along with it, violently tugging until they were off and they were both naked.
"You suck cock like a pro, dude. You gotta give me lessons," Isaac said breathily as he ran his fingers up and down Stiles' dick- it was near purple and heavy, leaking at the tip.
"We'll just have to practice every day until you're as good as I am." Stiles said with a smirk.
"Yeah. Definitely. Now lay back, there's something of yours that I need."
"Yeah, cool, just don't expect me to last long."
Stiles happily went back and Isaac hoped he didn't expect much of the finesse that he had so generously given: Isaac was too turned on to do more than just latch his lips around the cock in front of him. He did so and Stiles didn't seem too unhappy with Isaac's skills. Isaac decided to give Stiles the same treatment he had received: he rubbed Stiles' nipples and brought down a spit slicked finger to rub over his hole, pressing in ever so slightly with the pad of his finger. Stiles though, immediately placed a hand in his hair and pressed him down, keeping him still so he could thrust in and out of his mouth, cock banging against the back of Isaac's throat. He fucked his mouth with a rapid pace and Isaac tried to keep up as best as he could, letting his tongue run sloppily over the skin in his mouth and he sucked hard every now and then, making a groan fall from Stiles' lips. A little pre-cum was coming out and as he swallowed, he could already tell it was doing something to him.
"Aw, fuck, I'm close…" Stiles said after a few minutes. "Fuck, Isaac, your mouth. Get ready-I'm gonna-"
He was cut off with a groan and Isaac let his tongue run up the underside of Stiles' cock as he felt the man burst into his mouth, sweet fluid falling onto his tongue. He swallowed greedily and jacked Stiles off as he came, trying to pull out as much as he could, rubbing against the clenching hole against his finger.
After he had swallowed it all, he pulled back and felt like something he pushed him over a cliff, like he was falling and his body was rushing to catch up to him. It took his breath away- whatever was happening- but all of a sudden something felt right- he didn't feel incomplete anymore. Something in his brain clicked and, yeah, this is definitely what he had been looking for.
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Derek saw the moment when Isaac's body adjusted, the scent change was almost immediate. He saw his eyes flash violet and all of a sudden he seemed a lot more comfortable in his own skin, as if some wrong had been righted, as if a puzzle piece had finally fallen into place. Isaac smiled and looked at Stiles who smiled back, both of them staring at each other with their bright violet eyes. Then they both looked to Derek, watching him as if they expected something.
At some point, he thinks it was when Stiles hard started sucking on Isaac's balls, he had to stop rubbing himself through his pants in fear he would cum with the slightest touch. It had taken an incredible amount of willpower to not go over there and touch what belonged to him, be he was glad he hadn't- that was spank bank material for the rest of his life. And now the objects of his affection sat on his bed, naked and panting, satisfied but still horny as hell, flushed and smiling, cocks hard and eyes dark. If there was any time to give into his desire- now would be it.
He stood up and went over to the side of the bed, and he could tell that they wanted to touch him by the way their bodies seemed to lean towards his the closer he got. They wanted their Alpha- but they would wait for a command.
"Undress me." Derek said, smiling as Isaac and Stiles seemed to float over to where he stood at the foot of the bed.
"I call his nipples," Stiles said with a smirk.
"As long as I can have his dick."
"I want his dick too!"
"How about you both have my dick at the same time. Now shut the fuck up and undress me."
Stiles rolled his eyes but began to unbutton his shirt from where he had left off while Isaac rose a little higher to plant a kiss to his lips. Derek smiled into it, licking into Isaac's mouth and tasting the leftover cum from Stiles' cock. He wrapped a hand around Isaac's waist and grabbed a firm globe of flesh, kneading it through his fingers. Isaac moaned and leaned into the embrace as he felt Stiles' hands finally finish his shirt, pulling it off him and letting it fall to the floor. Both of their hands immediately began to explore the broad range of his chest, warm fingers leaving teasing trails of sensation as they touched wherever they could. Isaac detached himself form the kiss and began to lick down Derek's neck, going to nibble on his ear and threading his fingers through Derek's hair. Meanwhile Stiles was set on kissing his way down Derek's chest, fingers coming to rest on his nipples. Derek shivered at the sensation and moaned when tiles began to roll them between his fingers and he let a hand come to rest in Stiles' hair and he tugged slightly.
"Can't wait for you to fuck us, Derek-" Isaac said as he rubbed his bare cock against Derek's body.
"Been waiting for so fucking long." Stiles added, licking over one of the nipples he had been playing with. He flicked it with his tongue and took it between his teeth, biting down a little and rolling it between his lips. Derek's cock jumped and he felt himself leak a little more through his pants. One of Isaac's hands went to address the problem down there, rubbing against the obvious bulge with a soft pressure. He heard the soft click of his belt being undone and with a few deft hand movements Isaac was pushing down both his pants and his underwear at once. Stiles was nibbling on his other nipple, making goosebumps rise up on his skin, hands wandering over Derek's body and making him sigh in pleasure. This was perfect: his two mates working on him, their mouths and hands and bodies so fantastic- he couldn't really think of anything better than this.
"Holy fuck," Isaac's voice slipped out. Derek opened his eyes and looked down to where Isaac was kneeling on the bed, level with Derek's cock. His eyes were a little wide. "This is the most gorgeous cock I've ever seen."
Stiles took a break from sucking on his nipples to look down. "Oh fuck."
To Derek's reluctance Stiles' mouth left his nipple as he went down to gaze at Derek hard cock. Derek knew he was pretty well endowed, but he wasn't hung like Boyd or anything. He was above average, but he was pretty thick.
They both seemed to just stare at it for a second- Derek was going to state they maybe they should do something with it but he was interrupted by the feeling of Stiles' mouth on his cock before he could say anything else. Immediately following the sensation he felt Isaac begin to suck as his balls, licking over them with his tongue and rolling them between his fingers.
His knees buckled and he almost collapsed from the sudden sensations but he regained his composure and took a deep breath.
Stiles had just the tip in his mouth, suckling and licking around the head and it made his cock jump in Stiles' hold. He bent down and let the pink of his tongue run from the base to the top again and again, sucking on the large vein underneath as he went, playing with the foreskin between his teeth, dipping his tongue in and out of it, stroking Derek's dick with a soft but firm hand. Isaac's mouth was like a vacuum on his mouth, licking sloppily and giving a sweet, steady pressure. He placed a hand on top of both their heads as they worked him.
"Derek, you should lie down," Stiles said. Derek looked down and he could see both of their eyes were blazing brightly.
"Yeah, you most definitely should." Isaac echoed.
Derek didn't bother to question it- maybe they had some kind of pack bitch telepathy thing going on. He simply kneed his way across the bed before flopping down on his back. They both crawled after him and settled on either side.
Stiles started kissing him first, dipping his tongue in and sucking on his. Then, Isaac entered the mix also, his tongue slipping in and sort of battling against Stiles' as they both tried to lick into his mouth. He moaned because he could taste both of them at once, all their tongues mingling together and their scents mixing and if he hadn't been hard before he definitely was now. He let a hand fall to both of their asses and he groped as much as he could as they all kissed, then he let a finger fall between their cheeks and onto their holes, rubbing against the furled skin there. They moaned at the contact and the kiss got even more fierce, tongues rubbing together as they both rubbed their cocks against his sides, leaking pre-cum against his skin as they tried to drive the fingers deeper inside them. He allowed them that, pushing his fingers into both of them at once and they let out a synchronized moan as they detached from the kiss.
"Oh my god," Stiles choked up, licking his neck. Derek pistoned his finger in and out of both of them and their breathing became ragged. "Wait- I'm not finished sucking your dick yet, mister. Don't try and get out of it. As much as I want to get fucked and-God, do I wanna get fucked-"
"Yeah- me too. Like, yesterday, Derek- seriously," Isaac interrupted.
"I would really like to suck that dick some more."
Stiles pulled away and Isaac did so too and Derek whimpered at the loss of the perfect bodies nestled against his. But they both made up for it when he felt a pair of tongues lick up his cock and hands pinch his nipples. He moaned and shivered, shaking with the pleasure that was running over his skin.
They dove into the dual blowjob with abandon, neither one of them with finesse as they both licked up and down the large cock between their mouth. He lost track of which mouth belong to who- one of them sucked on the tip while the other licked around the base, they both moved in sloppy, wet licks up and down, up and down, a tongue poking into his slit, one sucking on his balls, another licking the sensitive piece of skin under the head. At some point they both came to the top and began to make out with the tip of his dick between them, their tongues slathering it with saliva as they kissed. He began to give involuntary thrusts of his hips as they rolled his nipples between their fingers and sucked him off like he had never had it before. He was close leaking like crazy and he could feel a tight coil of warmth settling in his stomach, the clench of his abs that told him he was almost there- way too close for his liking. He put a hand on both their heads and pulled them up, smiling when they whimpered.
"I wasn't finished," Stiles said angrily.
"C'mon Derek," Isaac whined. "Let us taste your cum."
Derek groaned at the statement but restrained himself. "Alright, who's getting fucked first?"
"Isaac." Stiles immediately blurted out, but then he blushed a little, looking sheepish.
"Stiles, you can totally go first-"
"I really want to see you get him pregnant," Stiles said to Derek, staring at him with those violet eyes. "Is that weird?"
It took Derek a moment to reel himself back from the bluntness of the words. When he did though, it filled him with a powerful lust. "Fuck no." Derek said, rising up. "Isaac on your back."
Isaac smiled and looked to Stiles before he rolled onto his back, legs opening wide in inviation. Derek pulled him so he lay in the center of the bed.
"Finally," Isaac said with a grin. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting for this- can't wait to get pregnant, Derek- wanna have your babies."
Derek smiled and leaned down to place a kiss on Isaac's lips before he pulled back up, looking at Stiles. "You get to sit on his face while I fuck him."
A shudder ran through Stiles when he heard the command, but he obeyed with a wobbly smile. "Fuck yes- that sounds amazing."
"God, I am so ready to get fucked, c'mon Derek-" But he was silenced at once when Stiles put his legs on either side of his face and settled down. There was a delay between when Stiles settled himself and when the moans began to fall from his lips.
"Oh yeah," Stiles said, closing his eyes and smiling in pleasure. "God that feels good, Isaac." Stiles began to rock back and forth, hand trailing down to his erection.
"No," Derek said. Stiles whimpered. "You cum when I fuck you or you don't cum at all."
Derek moved himself downward, hooking his hands behind Isaac's knees so he could lift him up. When Stiles got with the program he held Isaac's legs up and open for him, so that His clenching, pink hole was open to see.
"Isaac's really good at this," Stiles said with half-lidded eyes, rocking back and forth against the tongue inside his hole, hard cock jutting out proudly and leaking. "Like, really good."
He knew Isaac was expecting to get fucked, but he also knew that he wouldn't do that until the boy was trembling underneath him- so when Derek leaned in close and licked into Isaac's hole, pulling a shudder and a loud muffled groan from the boy- he knew it would be good.
He started out slowly, just giving soft little licks over the skin, nibbling there occasionally when he felt the urge. He kissed it and sucked on the rim, licking some more and spitting as he dug in, pushing into the soft skin with his fingers a little, watching as it gave around the very tip, his fingernail catching on the sensitive skin and making the boy shiver. Then he began to lick more aggressively, sucking harder on the rim and pushing in a finger to the knuckle along with his tongue, pulling out and pushing in with synchronicity. Isaac's hole was shiny with spit now, clenching and gaping all at once, shying away from every lick Derek gave. Derek added a second finger soon enough, plunging into the silken heat of Isaac's depths, licking around where the skin was stretched around his fingers. The scent there was heavy and hot, heady and a little dark but it tasted so good it was crazy. He could see Isaac's cock was leaking above him, creating a pool of pre-cum on his abdomen. Stiles still sat on Isaac's face, moaning and shivering with waning strength and Isaac ate him out.
By the time he was plunging in the fourth fingers Isaac was shaking something fierce, his chest was heaving and he could tell his breaths were heavy and harsh. He looked up to see his cock had turned a slight purple and Stiles' was almost the same shade. Isaac's hole was puffy and red now, taking his fingers easily as he pushed them in an out, ignoring his own painful erection.
"Alright," Derek said, rising up from between Isaac's legs. Stiles rolled over with a pained groan, releasing Isaac's face. There were tears in the corner of his eyes and he was whimpering.
"P-p-please D-derek, I need- I need you Alpha, I want-"
"Shhh…" Derek shushed him, settling between Isaac's legs and raising them so that his ankles rested on his shoulder. "I know what you need, babe."
"Derek, I -" Stiles' voice said with a broken breath from next to him. His cock was hard and he was shivering too, two of his fingers were in his hole and he was pushing hard back onto them, trying to relieve the ache he felt.
"Stiles, kiss Isaac while I fuck him." Stiles whimpered but obeyed the order, scooting over and turning Isaac's head so he could push his tongue into his mouth.
Derek watched as they kissed, both their cocks rock hard and, shivering and trembling with need. Need for him, for their Alpha. He had wanted to ensure they knew that they belonged to him. Now it was certain.
His own erection was painfully hard and he was just as broken as they were- just better at hiding it. He lined himself up with Isaac's hole and he felt the boy tremble when the head glanced the sensitive skin. Slowly, he pushed in, groaning as Isaac's body took him easily, swallowing him inch by inch. Isaac gasped as he was filled with Derek's cock, the inside of him clenching for more as Derek slowly sank in, savoring the slowly heat as he pushed himself all the way. Soon enough he was completely inside, balls resting against Isaac's ass. He saw Isaac's expression, eyes wide and body tense, mouth open as he tightened around Derek's cock.
The inside of Isaac's body was a glorious thing, something he had only imagined. It was hot and wet from his mouth, clenching and soft and he had to steady himself from climaxing right then. He took a deep breath and calmed himself and pulled out, leaving on the tip in, and thrust back in in one long stroke.
Isaac's body immediately melted as he let out a relieved shudder of breath. Derek didn't stop, let himself set a hard and ruthless pace as he pounded into Isaac's body. His cock twitched with every thrust and he watched as Isaac brought a hand to Stiles' hole to help him finger himself, their combined four fingers pushing in slowly as they kissed, tongues sliding against one another in a sloppy mess. They were both out of it, crazed with the scents and feelings of each other's bodies, arousal and excitement clouding their minds. Stiles' eyes were open and his gaze shifted down as he watched Derek fuck into Isaac's hole.
Derek shifted Isaac's legs to wrap around his legs, opening them a bit further so that he could get in deeper, searching for spot that he knew would make Isaac scream. It didn't take long for him to find the prostate, just a slight switch of angle as he pushed in an the next second Isaac was screaming and moaning, claws ripping into the bed sheets as he searched for something to steady himself. His body was sweat and flushed and covered in pre-cum but he took Derek's brutal thrusts like it was the only thing he was made for, opening his legs and arching up into the thrusts with abandonment. Isaac and Stiles weren't even kissing anymore, Isaac was too far gone to focus and Stiles was too busy fingering himself while he watched as they fucked.
"D'rk-" The pathetic excuse for his name left Isaac's lips and Derek knew it was a sign that he was close, that he was about to explode form just the feeling of Derek's cock inside him. The thought turned him on even more than he thought it would and he went faster, pulling out completely and pushing back in so hard Isaac's head was bumping into the headboard, drops of sweat falling from him and onto the body below him- but he was close too, so close to filling Isaac up with his seed and getting him pregnant-so fucking close.
Then Isaac gave a guttural, rumbling growl that spilled from his chest as his cock jump and streams of white, milky fluid flew from his dick. His whole body tensed up and Derek could feel it in his insides as his ass clenched and that was it for Derek as well, he gave a few more hard thrusts as Isaac's body tightened and immediately a burst of untainted pleasure flew through him and erupted in his mind as he came. His vision whited out but he felt himself bend over and sink his fangs into Isaac's neck, letting out stream after stream into Isaac's body, filling him with his come, making him his.
He heard Stiles whimper as the last of his orgasm rushed through him and looked to see the boy with tears rolling down his cheeks, desperately seeking the release that Derek wouldn't give him. Some instinctual part of him told him he wasn't done yet and he spent a few more moments insides Isaac's warmth until he pulled out, watching as a few drops of cum ran from Isaac's hole. He licked the mating mark he put into place a few times before he detached himself.
Without a word he grabbed Stiles and flipped him over onto his stomach. He knew he didn't need to prep- they had already taken care of it. He parted Stiles' cheeks and gave one long lick before he pushed inside without warning and he moaned when Stiles pushed back into it instead of squirming away. Stiles was tight- tighter than he would've thought with all the preparation. He was clenching around Derek's still hard cock and words were falling from his lips but Derek couldn't comprehend anything except how good the body beneath him felt. He grabbed Stiles' hips and slid out and back in, going slow at first, if only to tease the boy, but soon it became too much for even him and he pushed in violently without a word, leaning over Stiles' back lick at his neck as he fucked into him, searching for the spot that would make Stiles scream- and scream he did when he found it.
Stiles was whimpering and moaning, a hand climbing back to find its way into Derek's hair.
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He had never needed it this bad before. This wasn't just lust or want or sex or anything else he had felt before- no, this was a primal need to have Derek inside of him. And once Derek had slid inside, huge dick pushing inside and leaving room for nothing else except Alpha, it all went to hell.
His mind went to pudding and all he could think about was how good it felt to have something filling his hole, to his Alpha showing him such affection. How amazing it was to feel like he belonged, right here under this strong, powerful creature that was currently pounding into his ass with abandonment. Derek's body was heavy and sweaty above him, pushing into him like an animal. He was licking the back of Stiles' neck and Stiles wanted so badly to reach below and jerk himself off to completion-but no, he couldn't. His Alpha had not allowed him to and he would come on Derek's cock like he had been commanded to. And even if he hadn't, Derek was giving it to him so good that he would have anyway.
He pushed back into every thrust, arching into the curve that Derek's body set for him. His limbs were shaky and trembling but that didn't matter, not with the scent of his Alpha and his mate and his other mate drifting through the room. Derek's cock was splitting him apart as he thrusted, pushing away every thought except those primal urges that just told him to fuckfuckfuck.
He felt Isaac's hands on his cheeks and then he felt Isaac's tongue in his mouth, licking everywhere he could. Then, the familiar sensation started to build up in his stomach, warm and heavy feeling that was starting to spread out through his limbs. It was in his chest first, then his arms and then his fingers, it spread to his feet and his nose and lips and the back of his eyes and it was something greater than he had ever felt before. It was daring to explode inside him as his Alpha continued to pound onto that one piece of him that made him unravel, that made everything go blank, that made him breathless and speechless and witless. He pushed back into it now, because he was so close, so very very close to completion, to having the release that the explosion in his veins would give him. He was so close and his Alpha was too, he could hear it in his breathing, in his voice, could feel it in his erratic thrusts what were pushing into his too-tender hole. He wanted them to come together, he wanted them to find release together like he and Isaac had- because they were one, together, and he needed his Alpha to be with him like he was now. He was scared he wouldn't last long enough, was scared he would cum first with the way Alpha was pounding into him without a care, making him feel so good and so insane at the same time.
Then he felt a sharp bite of pain on his neck.
Finally the dynamite running through his veins exploded and he felt it burst like a star throughout his entire body, running over his skin and through his mind and vision and sight and he felt his cock jerk as he erupted onto the soiled sheet below them. Then he felt his Alpha filling him up with his seed, making him his and he almost cried because it was good- he had everything he needed now, his mates and his Alpha, and they were together and happy. He almost cried.
But the explosion in his veins was too much, and he felt his mind black out before he could.