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.The Strongest Feelings

Chapter 6

(Part 2)

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Around seven that night Derek entered the nursery where Stiles was sitting in the rocking chair sleeping. He was complete upset with himself that he let his mate get that upset, but he did need Isaac, that went without saying.

"Stiles." Derek said softly shaking his mates arm. Stiles stirred a little before he opened his eyes and glared at Derek.

"What now?" He huffed.

"I'm sorry."

Stiles shook his head. "I said do whatever you want. I don't care, Derek."

"I mean it, Stiles." They stared at each for a moment.

"You're just really confusing me. You bark at me whenever I do something you don't like. And I try my best to be good, but then you just invite Isaac into our house and you don't even want to be around Scott."

"It's not that I hate Scott, Stiles."

"Then what is it?"

"He's a really strong werewolf. He doesn't know it yet, but he is. He doesn't need to be trained, and in time he'll realize what's best for him. I could train him and move the process quicker, but I know Scott doesn't want to hear it. When he's ready I'll add him to our pack. Isaac isn't the same. He's been a werewolf for four months? And he is just as confused as a newly bitten one. It's nothing personal Stiles. I just want to protect you, and I realize that I can't do that on my own. I need more people."

Stiles nodded slowly. He understood now why Derek was becoming increasing confusing about everything.

Derek touched Stiles arm, caressing his pale skin watching as the black hairs rose up a little.

"Derek…"

"If you don't want to tonight I can go somewhere."

"No."

"Stiles I don't want to force you. I remember the first time…and seeing you like that…"

"I'm okay Derek, really. Besides this is be our last full moon thing before we start with the baby won't it?" Stiles asked putting his hand on top of his mates.

Derek nodded and Stiles pressed his lips to his mates. "I'm okay."

"Were you thinking about the baby?"

Stiles turned a little red. "Maybe…kind of…sort of. I was also thinking about the wedding and everything."

"What about it?"

"We don't have a lot of money…well…I don't."

"I'll pay for it."

"That's not really it…I'm unsure of how my family will react to this. My dad made a big deal out of that case."

"Then we can have a small wedding. If you want we can even have a traditional wolf wedding."

"What is that?"

Derek stood up and pulled Stiles with him. "It's a small ceremony." The elder started as he guided Stiles out of the room. "Where we just invite the closest family and have it in the woods. Nothing special really. That's how my parents were married."

"So we just say some vows?" Stiles asked as they entered the master bed room.

"If you want. Mostly it's just a series of events. There are meanings behind everything, but I don't remember it all. As a matter of fact I don't even know who does the ceremony." Derek said closing the door behind them and locking it.

"Where is Isaac?"

"I told him to come back tomorrow…after this is over I'll be able to concentrate better." Derek mumbled looking Stiles up and down.

"What if he doesn't come back?"

"I'll hunt him down." Derek said in the same dark horse tone before he pushed Stiles backwards onto the bed.

"And what if someone comes here?"

"I'll kill them." Derek replied removing his shirt.

"What if they are stronger?"

"I'll fight them." Derek removed his belt and pants.

"Wha-what if they win?"

"I'll come out on top, I always do." Derek said with extreme confidence as he crawled onto the bed, his erection standing at attention with its inhuman red color.

"What if someone hurts me?" Stiles asked as Derek caressed the side of his mate's face, feeling the heat the rose there.

"I won't allow it. You're my top priority." Derek mumbled again as he grabbed Stiles' shirt and ripped it off the teen's body, causing him to turn pink from the friction. "I don't want you hurt." Derek mumbled touching the scars on Stiles' pale chest. Those scars were a flaw to him, but not of Stiles, to himself. He couldn't protect his mate, and that was sickening to him. He wanted to make things better, and my adding Isaac he was trying. He was going to build a wall of protection around the two of them. A pack so strong that no one could escape.

Stiles watched as Derek began to kiss his scars, then slowly move down his body to his navel, nipping and biting as he went.

"You'll always be there?" Stiles asked at Derek began to remove the teenager's jeans. Once they were off Derek crawled back over Stiles and stared into the younger's beautiful brown eyes.

"You're my soul purpose of living. Without you, there isn't a me, and I realize that more and more each day." Derek said before he leaned down and kissed his mate, feeling his way down the teen's body until he reached the boy's entrance and began to open him up.

It didn't take long, and before Stiles knew it he was on all fours in bed, gripping the sheets, and holding back screams that he knew he couldn't keep in forever. Derek was ramming into his, thrusting with such strength that Stiles was starting to cry. His arms buckled twice, but Derek held his up with his arms as pounded into him. The sounds of wet skin on skin and the smell of sex filled the air. Stiles couldn't breathe. He couldn't even begin to imagine anything better than this and right when his erection brushed the bed sheets a couple of times he couldn't hold back anymore and came. He called out Derek's name, but the werewolf wasn't letting up. Instead he dove into Stiles harder than before.

Derek's hands where now firmly on Stiles hips, guiding the pull and push of his red erection into and out of Stiles' thin body. The teen reached back, trying to get more comfortable, but it was a failed attempted. He knew mating wasn't about his pleasure as much as it was about getting pregnant.

Derek, without warning, slammed their bodies together causing Stiles to let out a loud high pitch noise just as Derek came deep inside his mate, spilling his seed as deep as it could go before pulling out for a moment. This gave the tired teen a moment to adjust himself, turning around so he was on his back now and facing Derek. His eyes were glowing, his teeth elongated, and his erection crimson. Stiles never understood why his penis turned red. But he didn't have time to ponder that thought long as Derek lined himself back up with Stiles and shoved himself in without warning.

He leaned over Stiles, working on the boy until he came deep inside again. Each time Derek came it was in a new position for Stiles, just so in the morning he wouldn't be so sore. And each time Derek came more and more semen began to drip and ooze from Stiles' entrance. At one point the sheets where soaked with it, and Stiles couldn't understand, or at that moment process why the sheets were so wet. Although as time passed, from all the semen lubricating him, the mating became easier.

"Derek!" Stiles moaned feeling his third orgasm hit him for the night and Derek's sixth. Once he felt himself settle down a little Derek pulled out and pulled Stiles around until he was on all fours again.

"I can't Derek…" Stiles huffed, but the teenager's pleas weren't heard, or rather they didn't need to be. Derek leaned in and began to lick Stiles' entrance. He began to lap up any sperm that had oozed from the boy, a first for mating and sex in general. Stiles started to relax into the feeling and soon the front half of his body was starting to come down from the mating high. He started to dose off as Derek lapped him up.

So when Derek decided to reenter him again unexpectedly Stiles couldn't handle it. He began to push away from his mate, trying to free himself from the hard grip the elder had on his hips, drawing blood, but Derek wasn't stopping. He picked up faster than where he had left off, his nails digging deeper than before, his erection somehow becoming longer until Derek slammed into Stiles, letting out a deep throaty howl that sent shivers down stiles back as he came into his mate for the eighth and final time that night. After a full minute Derek pulled himself out, an oozing trail of semen flowing freely from Stiles as he did.

Stiles pulled out of Derek's grip and looked up at his alpha, and was shocked to see that Derek had transformed completely. He wasn't sure when it happened, but looking at Derek that closely in that form made him feel extremely uncomfortable. Derek laid back, his erection finally becoming flaccid and returning to its normal human color, his body began to change back into a human as well. All the while Stiles watched with mixed emotions.

"Fuck…" Derek mumbled as he laid there with damp hair. His eyes were the last thing to change, and when they stopped glowing he rested his sights on Stiles. "Come here." He panted, but Stiles didn't move.

"Stiles…" He said, his face and tone were soft again, but he just couldn't pull himself to do it. When Derek realized this he sat up and reached out to Stiles, touching his back where he'd accidently clawed a little too deep into the skin drawing blood. "I'm sorry." Derek said softly, looking at what he did with shame. Mating was easier for them, sure with practice Stiles learned how to wake up feeling much better than earlier times. He leaned how to take care of the bites and bruises, but he still wasn't completely okay with everything. As much as he tried. Sometimes mating was easier than other times, but this time it was by far the most intense and the scariest for him. He didn't like Derek's wolf form, no matter how many times he saw it.

No matter how many times…

"It's okay, Derek." Stiles said after a moment. He took a deep breath and laid next to Derek on the bed. He'd be okay now that Derek was human again.

"I'm really sorry." Derek mumbled as he laid back too, touching Stiles until the boy felt relaxed enough to close his eyes. Derek reached over to the nightstand and took a pill from the bottle there and fed it into Stiles' mouth. The boy swallowed it before he drifted off to sleep. Derek watched over him that morning from 6 in the morning till 2 in the afternoon.

When Stiles woke up Derek was there with pain killers and his own support. It was enough to relax Stiles into forgetting about the shock of seeing Derek in wolf form, but Derek still sensed the emotion.

"Do you want to talk about this?"

"What do you mean?" Stiles asked getting out of bed slowly. He looked down and noticed the sheets. "We're going to need to wash those…like…today."

"Stiles." Derek rolled his eyes.

"Yeah?"

"Say it."

"Say what?"

"You're uncomfortable with my wolf form, aren't you?"

Stiles fell silent for a moment. "It's not that I hate it Derek. When you're off fighting bad guys and saving the world it's fine…it's just…when we're doing that and I turn around I don't…see you there, ya know? I see someone else."

"My other form is still me Stiles, it's who I am. One hundred percent."

"I know that…it's…just…"

"Scary?"

"Sometimes…" Stiles huffed and quickly added. "When I turn around I want to see this Derek, not the crazy blood thirsty Derek that can kick everyone's ass in a ten mile radius."

"I can't change that. I can try to control it, but it's actually becoming a bit harder. Usually I don't change during full moons but with so many werewolves around now it just kind of happens."

"I understand…this is just me being a whinny bitch." Stiles shook his head.

"Scott's a whinny bitch. You're just getting use to something new." That made Stiles laugh and Derek grin.

"Alright…alright…" Stiles leaned over, feeling the pain in the lower half of his body as he kissed Derek.

"I would say maybe I should go away next time to give you a break, but next time…we'll be having a baby."

Stiles nodded. "Baby."

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"Hey Linda." Stiles said greeting the lady at the front desk.

"Oh, hey Stiles, should I call your dad up?" She asked with a grin.

"Yes, please." He said and lady picked up her phone. A moment later the sheriff came around from the back.

"What's wrong, Stiles?" The sheriff asked.

"Why do you think there is something wrong?" Stiles asked.

"Because whenever you come over here you have a new conspiracy." The sheriff said flatly folding his arms across his chest.

"Can't I just say hello to my dad and tell him he's doing a great job keeping our fair town safe?"

The sheriff stared at his son blankly.

"Yeah that's bull crap, can we go into your office?" Stiles asked the sheriff nodded taking his son back. Once the door was closed Stiles took a deep breath and just blurted it out.

"Derek and I are getting married in two weeks." The teen said before his father even had a chance to sit down.

"What?"

"We don't want to have anything big, we're just going to have something small in the woods. I was thinking we'd invite Scott, his mom, and you…"

"Does she know about this?" The sheriff asked scratching his head.

"Scott told her a while back…like…two or three months ago." Stiles said fidgeting.

"Jesus." The sheriff said rubbing his hand over his head and sitting. "Where is Derek?"

"He's out working on something." Stiles said. And by that I mean training Isaac.

"Right…" The sheriff nodded.

"Well….that's all I have to say, bye!" Stiles stood ready to leave.

"Sit back down." The sheriff said waving his hand and his son complied. "You don't think this is moving too fast?"

"No." Stiles shook his head. "We want to have a baby soon."

"Right…a baby. Do you know anything about kids? Where are you going to adopt?"

Stiles hadn't thought of a good enough cover story yet for all of this and it was starting to become obvious that he should have thought one up much sooner that right at this moment.

"America?"

"So you're doing an interracial adoption?"

"Yeah."

"Do you even know what that is?"

"No.

"Jesus, Stiles."

"I'm sorry! We haven't thought it all out yet, but we are getting it together."

"I just don't want you to make any mistakes."

"We won't! I promise!"

"You can't promise something like that." The sheriff said shaking his head.

"I can try." Stiles said determined.

"Just…remember to stay open about things with me, okay?" His father asked.

"I promise dad." Stiles aid feeling a little guilty. As much as I can anyway. They hugged and Stiles left, getting into his jeep and heading over to Deaton's vet. He had an appointment today and Derek was going to meet him there. Today was the day they inserted the Juluk into him.

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Some serious smut in this chapter, whoo!

But yes, I finally uploaded part two of this chapter! The next chapter will start a serious movement in everyone's lives so I hope you guys are ready for it!

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Until next time my lovelies.