Phoe's Friday Ficlets Chapter 7: Stalion: Sexed Up By the Demon Wolf, a teen wolf fanfic

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Title: Sexed Up By the Demon Wolf – Friday Ficlets Series

Tags: m/m, explicit intercourse, anal, knotting, Good Alpha Pack, Erica Lives, Boyd Lives

Main Pairing: Deucalion/Stiles

Teen Wolf Characters: Mieczysław 'Stiles' Stilinski, Deucalion Blackwood

Summary: Deucalion's pack came to Beacon Hills for the True Alpha, but months in, the boy still didn't show any signs and Deucalion was growing bored. That was when a tempting scent catches his attention in the grocery store and he hears its owner complain about how desperately he needs to lose his virginity. Well, Deucalion wouldn't mind the distraction.

Sexed Up By the Demon Wolf

Friday Ficlets Series

Beacon Hills was the place where boredom came to die, of that, Deucalion was convinced by now.

Him and his pack had come here because he had heard of an omega with the potential to become a True Alpha. The boy had been turned by a feral Peter Hale and seemed unwilling to join the Hale Pack, even after a change in Alphas to Derek Hale. Deucalion had sent his Emissary ahead to scout and after confirming the potential, the Alpha Pack followed. From what they had seen, the betas all had allegiances to the Hale Alpha, having been turned by him. Four wolves, Vernon Boyd, Erica Reyes, Isaac Lahey, Jackson Whittemore. And then there was the boy with the True Alpha potential, Scott McCall. The peculiar thing was that he may have gathered a 'pack' of his own, but that pack was made up of three humans – Mieczysław Stilinski, Allison Argent and Lydia Martin. While that would be enough to wake a True Alpha potential, am Alpha needed wolves.

That was where Deucalion's pack came in. He had started gathering packless Alphas long ago, after his own pack had turned on him when he had been blinded by Gerard. His old friends Kali and Ennis had been the first to join his pack, when they had become mates and wanted to join packs but Kali's ex-girlfriend and Emissary Julia had slaughtered their packs, Ennis and Kali only barely managed to survive thanks to their Alpha sparks. The three of them discovered that even Alphas could form pack-bonds with each other. The latest addition to their pack had been the twins, Aiden and Ethan, who had killed their abusive pack, including its Alpha, leaving them Alphas without a pack too. A True Alpha without any betas seemed a perfect match for them.

However, it had been four months now and the boy hadn't done anything. He remained an omega content with his humans, in a reluctant alliance with the Hale Pack. Deucalion was growing impatient, bored and frustrated. Though his frustration mostly rooted in how the rest of his pack seemed so easily able to entertain themselves. Kali and Ennis had each other, Marin's wife Braeden had recently come to join them after tracking down the lost Hale child for Deucalion, a present for the Hales and thanks to the Hale Pack for allowing them to stay in their territory. Even the twins seemed to have found themselves pretty distractions at school.

With all the affection and sex going on in their apartment, Deucalion found himself volunteering more and more to go out and run errands. He was in the grocery store when the most tantalizing scent hit Deucalion's nose. The sweetest, most tempting honey, so intense, Deucalion could nearly taste it on his tongue, but it wasn't all sweet and pliant, there was an edge of something wild to the scent too, the crackling of lightning that filled the air during a brewing storm. Deucalion abandoned the twins' cereal in favor of following the scent to a boy with a jackrabbit heartbeat.

"No, Erica, I will not stop complaining about this," he whined. "You're lucky, you got a mate. You lost your virginity to the love of your life and are at no danger of being sacrificed! Meanwhile I'm here, completely unsexed, and then Danny offers – and it's a joke. That's cruel. Just cruel."

"I know, Stiles," a girl's voice came through the phone. "If it helps, Boyd and I would totally help you lose your v-card? And I'm sure someone else in the pack would help you too."

"Pity sex from my pack," Stiles huffed, sounding like he was pouting. "You know what, I may get back to you about that. Not like anyone actually wants to do me because of me."

Tilting his head, Deucalion couldn't resist flashing his eyes to take a look himself. As delicious as the boy's scent was, he wanted to know more. Stiles. The human boy who ran with wolves, one foot in the Hale Pack but loyal to the future True Alpha too. Tinted in red by his Alpha vision, he saw a young man with long legs and a very tempting ass, wrapped in tight jeans, broad shoulders, long, elegant fingers wrapped around his phone. The boy tensed and turned toward Deucalion, as though he'd sensed the Alpha's attention. Large eyes framed by impossibly long lashes stared at him from a pretty face dotted with moles, messy dark hair standing up on his head. His breath hitched and he froze like prey. The predator in Deucalion purred in delight and he smiled charmingly.

"Hello, Stiles," Deucalion inclined his head. "I've been curious about you for a while. Now, my interest may have just… shifted a little. Might I offer you my assistance?"

Stiles had gone very quiet, but his heart was in overdrive and his scent sweetened even more, but before he said anything, Erica spoke up. "Batman? What's going on?"

"I, uh, I think a hot Alpha werewolf just propositioned me," Stiles muttered lowly.

"Oh. Which one? Kali? Ennis?" Erica asked eagerly. "Lydia and Jackson do share well, so wait is it the twins? Are you invited into a hot werewolf-sandwich?"

"Pardon me, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Deucalion Blackwood, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's Deucalion," Stiles' voice squeaked endearingly. "Gotta go, Catwoman, getting laid, bye."

"I am so—o telling Peter about thi-"

The phone-call was cut off suddenly and Deucalion could feel the boy's intense focus on him. He'd heard a lot about Stiles, from Marin, the twins, Peter too – the two had a long history and after the Alpha Pack had come to Beacon Hills, he'd reconnected with his old friend.

"Uhm," Stiles sounded a little unsure. "Are you… Did I… understand you… right?"

"You seem quite desperate to lose your virginity," Deucalion raised his eyebrows in amusement. "And from everything I have heard about you, seen of you just now, and smell, I would be more than happy to help you out with that, dear boy. Would you like that?"

The spike of arousal in Stiles' scent was already a clear answer, but Stiles still added: "Fuck yeah."

/break\

Stiles had heard a lot about Deucalion Blackwood from, at this point, every single member of the Hale Pack. The first had been Derek though, who'd sat Stiles and Scott down to explain the Alpha Pack to them and explain what a True Alpha was (after Deucalion and Peter had explained it to him, as Stiles learned later), he'd also said that Deucalion wanted to meet Scott. But Scott was being spectacularly stubborn and refused to even meet the Alpha of Alphas, which meant Stiles, always the loyal friend, stayed away too. Until the Alpha hit on him in the grocery store.

Now, Erica had previously described the man as the 'DILF of DILFs', finding herself very funny in the play on Alpha of Alphas. However, standing in front of the handsome British man with the sharp jawline and charming smile, Stiles had to admit that Erica was very, very right. Desperate to get laid as he was, he would have been a fool not to say yes when Deucalion propositioned him.

The two abandoned their groceries and Stiles drove them to the Alpha Pack's apartment, knowing the way since they lived right upstairs of Chris and Ally. He eagerly let the Alpha lead him through the apartment and to the man's bedroom. As soon as the door closed behind them did Deucalion draw him into a kiss, one hand gently cupping Stiles' cheek to direct his face. The kiss was much softer and warmer than Stiles had expected from a guy who just wanted to fuck him. Deucalion's other hand rested in Stiles' neck, gently running down it with deliberate movements. Scent-marking him in a very possessive and unsubtle manner. It made Stiles shudder, achingly hard in his pants.

"Undress for me, dear," Deucalion instructed, voice a deep command.

And oh, that was the Alpha of Alphas, huh? Total authority. Stiles bit his lips as something stirred in him. Usually, authority made him want to rebel, but something about the setting – in bed, with this powerful Alpha commanding him – was really hot. Stiles was quick to obey and nearly fell flat onto his face in his struggle with his pants. His quickening heartbeat in panic must have alerted Deucalion, because before Stiles could hit the ground did the Alpha grab him.

"Careful, sweet one," Deucalion whispered, mildly amused. "I wouldn't want you injured. Partially because I think that it would send the whole Hale Pack after me, mh?"

Stiles couldn't help but laugh at that. Leave it up to Stiles to start a pack war by breaking a leg when trying to lose his virginity. He leaned into Deucalion's chest until he calmed down a little. When he stepped back from the wolf, he was treated to a show as Deucalion stripped down.

"Fuck me," Stiles whispered unthinkingly, gaping at the man's chest, dragging his eyes down.

"That was the plan, yes, dear," Deucalion agreed with a smirk. "I take it you approve?"

"Very much, yes," Stiles cleared his throat. "Uhm… So… What… How…"

Oh wow, Stiles Stilinski was lost for words. That was new. He blushed and rubbed his face. Deucalion reached for him and, after a moment, found his neck. He rested a calming hand on it.

"Relax, Stiles," Deucalion's voice was soft. "It's your first time, tell me how you'd like it."

"I don't know," Stiles blurted out, flustered. "I want to, uh, I really want to know what it feels like to get fucked. I've fingered myself before because I got curious and I'd, uh, yeah."

This was embarrassing. This wasn't supposed to be embarrassing. It looked so much easier in porn. They just started fucking and it worked perfectly. Deucalion smiled at him, near fond.

"Okay. How about you lay down on the bed, get comfortable?" Deucalion suggested. "And then let me explore your body, help you relax and calm down, before I take you. That sound good?"

"Uhu," Stiles stared doe-eyed at the Alpha, just nodding, brain stumbling.

He got comfortable on the bed and oh, those sheets made that easy. Deucalion approached his bed and slowly knelt on it. Stiles reached out to take the man's hands and guide him to where Stiles was laying, until the Alpha was kneeling above him. Deucalion's hands cupped Stiles' face, fingers splayed to feel, his thumbs tracing Stiles' nose. The pads of the fingers paused at every mole, gently caressing, before they wandered further down. Down Stiles' neck, spreading at his collar-bone so one was running down each of Stiles' arms over his shoulders.

The longer Deucalion touched him, the more Stiles relaxed and gave himself to the pleasure. When the man's fingers started playing with Stiles' nipples, the last of his anxiety left the building, forcibly kicked out by pure, raw pleasure. Stiles dissolved into moans and gasps. Deucalion's mouth caught half those noises because the Alpha kept kissing him, passionate and hungry.

"You're beautiful," Deucalion whispered, his hands cupping Stiles' thighs. "Spread your legs for me, dear. There's a good boy. Mh, you're so hard for me. Are you eager, sweetheart?"

"Yes," Stiles groaned, fingers clawed into the blanket. "Holy fuck, it feels so different when it's someone else's hands, I mean, I jerk off a lot, but this is-"

Deucalion chuckled, expert fingers wrapped around Stiles' hard cock, jerking him off, teasing him. With his other hand did the Alpha touch him just behind his balls, a lube-covered finger poking against Stiles' hole and if getting jerked off felt different from someone else? Fingers pushing into him was absolutely wild. He keened, a high-pitched noise, when Deucalion actually breached him.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Stiles gasped breathlessly, legs wrapping around Deucalion's waist.

"Getting there, my impatient boy," Deucalion smirked at him, wickedly.

The Alpha was opening him up so well, Stiles wondered how he had survived so long without the man inside him in some way and he could not wait to feel his cock inside. When Stiles made a particularly needy noise, that totally embarrassed him, Deucalion seemed to have some mercy on him. He finally pulled his fingers out. Even though this was what Stiles wanted, he still keened at the loss, without meaning to. The noise got him a gentle kiss from Deucalion.

"I'll give you something better in a moment, love," Deucalion promised. "Just relax."

When the head of Deucalion's cock pressed into his hole, Stiles' cock jerked violently in delight, but the more of it that invaded him, the louder Stiles moaned. It felt like he was being split apart, impossibly thick and it just didn't stop, Deucalion just kept pushing more and more and more cock into Stiles. Stiles felt like he was too full, too open, too raw.

"You're doing so good, sweetheart," Deucalion whispered in his ear. "Just a little more."

"There is more?" Stiles asked, somehow both distressed and greedy.

Because on the one hand, it felt like it was too much but at the same time, he also never wanted it to stop. Deucalion laughed amused when he paused, finally fully bottomed out. One of his hands was running down Stiles' chest, over sensitive nipples, while the other was wrapping around Stiles' cock again, gripping it just right, his thumb rubbing over the tip. Stiles keened, pre-cum coating Deucalion's finger. The Alpha removed his hand, causing Stiles to whine in disappointment, but then he saw Deucalion lick the pre-cum off his thumb and Stiles nearly came on the spot. Fuck.

"I'm going to move now, tell me if I'm going too fast for you, dear."

Deucalion bent over him, chest to chest, so he could kiss along Stiles' neck while fucking into him. The slow drag of Deucalion's cock out of Stiles' hole was near torturous and then the Alpha was pushing back in and Stiles was completely gone. When Deucalion first hit his prostate, Stiles was seeing stars. He'd found that himself before, when masturbating, but awkwardly fingering himself (while getting a total cramp in his arm from the stupid position) was so very different from having a hot Alpha wolf's cock fuck against it. So Stiles was only moderately embarrassed when he came the third time Deucalion hit his prostate. This was just all a little too much. Stiles was gasping for breath like he had just done suicide runs for coach for the past hour, overwhelmed by his orgasm because there was still a thick Alpha cock fucking him through his orgasm.

"Do you think you can take my knot, little one?" Deucalion asked, lips catching Stiles' earlobe.

"Your what," Stiles chocked out, his arms instinctively tightening around Deucalion's neck.

"I'm an Alpha. I suppose that has never come up with Peter and Derek before," Deucalion chuckled. "Alphas have knots. It's a bulge at the base-"

"Oh, I know what a knot is," Stiles interrupted. "I've read ABOverse smut before. I just didn't..."

"...I'm afraid I don't know what that is," Deucalion blinked at him.

"And that is probably for the best," Stiles cleared his throat awkwardly. "Point is, I know what it is, I desperately absolutely want it, holy shit yes please, knot me, Alpha."

Deucalion growled pleased and flashed his eyes red at that. His pace picked up and his cock indeed seemed to be swelling. Stiles bit down hard on his lips when it got nearly too much and then Deucalion thrust real deep and it caught, spreading Stiles wider than he thought he could. He felt himself come again at the sensation of being knotted by the Alpha, who made a very satisfied noise at that before also coming – inside Stiles. The warm, full feeling of Deucalion's come inside him, locked in with the knot, was absolutely too much. Stiles' brain officially went offline.

"How are you feeling, Stiles?" Deucalion asked gently, cradling Stiles against his chest.

Stiles curled into him, still trying to catch his breath. "Fucked out. Blissed out. Very, very safe from becoming a virgin sacrifice. But I think, just to be sure, we should try a few more positions."

"Just to be sure," Deucalion smiled fondly and kissed him. "Wouldn't want to see you sacrificed."

~*~ The End ~*~

Author's note: Deucalion came into this town for a True Alpha and stayed for the True Alpha's best friend (without adding said True Alpha to his pack xD)! So you could say... Deuc came into town with a plan and there was Stiles' twink ass, derailing it by getting railed. Shesh. Nooo idea how this just... keeps happening. Truly baffling, that :D

BUT ALSO LOOK! I MANAGED A PWP! SO PROUD OF MYSELF. Long plotty meaty fics are GREAT but sometimes Stiles just needs to get railed