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Title: Shutting Up Stiles – Stiles' Cherrytober
TW Disclaimer: All rights reserved to Jeff Davis and MTV. This fanfiction on the other hand is entirely mine. No money is made with this, though reviews are more than welcomed.
Tags: m/m, established relationship, BDSM, bondage, gagging, edging, explicit sexual content, anal
Main Pairing: Derek/Stiles
Teen Wolf Characters: Mieczysław 'Stiles' Stilinski, Derek Hale
Cherrytober Prompt: scent + dirty talk
Summary: Derek knows how to shut Stiles up. Stiles knows how to make Derek talk.
Shutting Up Stiles
Stiles' Cherrytober
Stiles always ran his mouth. Insulting people he shouldn't, saying thoughts aloud that should stay inside his head, rambling about important and also unimportant things. Stiles talked a lot.
And Derek? Derek knew exactly how to shut Stiles up in the most effective and delicious manner.
"You're beautiful like this. Desperate, bound, gagged and willingly at your Alpha's mercy."
A pleased smirk spread over Derek's face, his clawed hand trailing down Stiles' chest. Stiles whined softly, the sound muffled by the red ball-gag in his mouth. His hands tried to reach out for Derek, just to be stopped by the rope binding them to the headboard of Derek's bed.
"You're so needy," Derek whispered lowly, running a hand down Stiles' torso. "So desperate and responsive, it's the most beautiful thing I could imagine, Little Red."
Sweat was covering his whole body in a tempting manner. Derek had been working him up for an hour now, teasing him, kissing him, driving him so close to the edge before backing down again. Because nothing was more breathtaking than Stiles when he was desperate and needy. Sitting up on his knees, Derek leaned over Stiles once more, trailing kisses along Stiles' neck that was already marked up with countless hickeys, some still from yesterday and the day before. Stiles whimpered.
"My gorgeous mate," Derek whispered against the neck. "So needy for me, aren't you? You're just desperate for your Alpha's cock. Can't wait to have your beautiful little hole ruined by your Alpha, can you? I know, baby, sh, I'll give you just what you need."
Finally did Derek grab Stiles' thighs to part them and sit down between them. Tears of relief spilled from Stiles' big, brown eyes, rolling down red cheeks as he was given what he had been silently begging for, for over an hour now. And usually, Derek loved to hear his lover beg for it, sometimes until Stiles was hoarse from it. But just as often did he love to silence Stiles, force Stiles to listen instead. Especially when Stiles was down on himself, Derek liked to take the time to remind Stiles of just how beautiful, perfect and amazing he was, how much Derek adored him.
Derek didn't talk much. He preferred grunts and growls and eyebrow-movements to express himself. But when it came to Stiles, and to letting Stiles know how much he was loved and adored and desired, Derek couldn't seem to shut up. The words just spilled out of him.
"So tight," Derek groaned as he pushed into his mate's hole, loosened after Derek had spent the past half hour opening him up. "Just perfect for me, made to be fucked by me, all mine to claim."
Stiles sobbed out when he finally got fucked earnestly and hard. Derek growled, the sweet, sweet scent of his mate's nearing orgasm fully intoxicating to him. He wrapped his fingers around Stiles' dick, jerking him off in pace with his thrusts, until they came nearly at the same moment. Derek cradled Stiles close, peppering him with kisses and gentle words of praise and comfort.
~*~ The End ~*~
Author's note: Sooo I came across a deliciously naughty month long prompt list. Now, I have NO plans of filling ALL prompts because work's crazy busy and I also don't vibe with all prompts, buuut I do have plans to fill a bunch of them ;D