Teen Wolf || Stalion || Teen Wolf || A Vision to Behold || Teen Wolf || Stalion || Teen Wolf
Title: A Vision to Behold – Friday Ficlets Series
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, Neckz 'n Throats AU, fluff, f/f, m/f
Main Pairing: Deucalion/Stiles
Side Pairings: Ennis/Kali, Marin/Braeden
Teen Wolf Characters: Mieczysław 'Stiles' Stilinski, Deucalion Blackwood, Aiden Steiner, Ethan Steiner, Kali, Ennis, Braeden, Marin Morrell
Summary: Deucalion Blackwood, CEO of the werewolf soft porn magazine Visionary, is completely enamored with his newest model, Stiles. He never misses one of Stiles' shoots.
A Vision to Behold
Friday Ficlets Series
Deucalion decidedly ignored his PA's pursed lips. Marin was not even trying to hide her amusement and only their long friendship made her brave enough to do so. Most people in their industry feared him. He'd made a name for himself as the Demon Wolf. Ruthless and with a nose for talent.
Neckz 'n Throats was the name in the business, the first of its kind and its shadow loomed tall and wide. But Deucalion had built up Visionary into the second biggest magazine in the world of werewolf soft porn. He'd started out with Marin at his side and two models, Ennis and Kali. The married couple were still two of his biggest stars and he'd forever owe them for the magazine's success. Deucalion smiled and turned to his two old friends. Kali was sitting on the couch with Ennis straddling her lap, his strong arms bracketing her, both their heads tilted toward each other, so close to kissing. Their love and attraction always came through in the shoots.
"Hey, Deuc. What are you doing here?"
The reason Deucalion was at the studio spoke up. Turning toward the voice, Deucalion's smile changed, from friendly fondness to his most charming. Stiles was truly a vision to behold. The tall boy with the lithe built and temptingly pale skin that begged to be marked up. Though it already came with natural marks. Beauty marks, dotting the side of his face, down his neck and chest. He was wearing a rope that was open enough to reveal said chest.
"Yes, Deuc," Marin spoke teasingly. "What are you doing here?"
Deucalion shot her a pointed look. She knew very well why he was here, that was why she kept smiling so teasingly. Ever since Deucalion had snatched Stiles away from the new up and coming True Alpha magazine, Deucalion had not missed a single shoot featuring Stiles. He simply could not tear his eyes away from the beautiful boy. Though he would not be tempted by Stiles. He refused.
"Sometimes, I need to stretch my legs and get away from the paperwork, dear boy."
Behind Stiles, the twins snorted and exchanged a knowing grin. Some days, Deucalion wondered why he put up with his pack. He shot a glare at Aiden and Ethan. The shot wrapped up, Deucalion's best photographer Braeden capped her camera and put it aside.
"Okay. Give me a ten minute break before we move on to Stiles' shoot," Braeden announced.
"Hey," Aiden complained. "We're in this shoot too, you know."
"You're the window-dressing and you know it," Braeden rolled her eyes.
Aiden grumbled but Ethan grinned, winking at Stiles, who preened. It was cute. The boy had been a doe-eyed newbie, a quick rising star in the industry when Deucalion got his hands on him and he had let Stiles thrive, in a way his old magazine simply had not been able to.
"I bring lunch," Marin smiled at her wife, lifting up the bag she was carrying.
Braeden's face brightened as she wrapped an arm around Marin's waist, pulling her wife up into a kiss that started sweet and quickly became uncomfortable to watch. Stiles flushed and turned away from them, scratching his cheek. Deucalion approached the boy, resting an innocent hand on Stiles' lower back to guide him a little away from the wives full on making out right now.
"C'mere, pup," Ennis patted the couch next to himself and Kali.
Kali had gotten comfortable on his lap now, legs thrown over each other, her fingers trailing over Ennis' chest, claws always out. The two were clearly still riled up from their own shoot. Deucalion heaved a sigh when Stiles actually took the invitation and sat down next to Ennis. Despite Stiles not being a werewolf, Ennis had somehow decided to call the boy a pup. It somehow pleased Deucalion that Stiles took to it, took to the pack in general.
"Okay! Everyone who isn't supposed to be in the frame, out of my work space!"
Kali rolled her eyes but she got off Ennis and pulled her mate with her. Deucalion followed them in stepping aside, though he remained at the sidelines while the mated pair headed toward the showers and changing rooms. Marin came to join Deucalion, back to smiling knowingly.
"Whatever it is you want to say," Deucalion murmured. "Don't."
His eyes were on Stiles, being arranged on the other couch, the black leather whereas Kali and Ennis had been posed on the white leather. He was sandwiched between the twins, one in front of him, the other pressed against his back, caging Stiles between them. Deucalion's eyes darkened as he looked at his beautiful boy, no longer wearing the robes. Only the dark-red briefs, otherwise bare. Marin next to him chuckled and shook her head.
"You are so smitten with Stiles," Marin whispered. "Why are you denying yourself and him the chance to be happy? He isn't Peter. He's not a wolf, he has no loyalty to a familial pack."
Deucalion's face twisted at the reminder of his ex. There had been many throughout his life, especially when fame and fortune started favoring him, but Peter? Peter would forever be special. May forever own a part of his heart. The man had been a young model, heir to Neckz 'n Throats, and in an act of defiance when his older sister took over the family business, he had signed on with Visionary. But then a horrible fire had cost him nearly his entire family and suddenly, Peter was in charge of the family business and the sole guardian of his sister's three children. Peter didn't have space for their relationship and the physical distance added to that. In no way did Deucalion blame or resent Peter for this, but he was also determined not to lose his heart to another pretty boy model.
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Stiles loved working with Ethan and Aiden, the twins were so in tune with each other that sometimes it felt like they were moving as one and Stiles found it so easy to move with them. Though he generally loved working at Visionary and with them all. Deuc's pack was great. Deuc was great. The man was smart, regal, powerful, charming and honestly, his accent alone made Stiles feel needy and ready to just bend over the man's imposing desk. Which was, of course, a bad idea because Deuc was his boss. He was not going to be the guy who seduced his boss.
The problem was that he wasn't just sexually attracted to Deuc (though he was very sexually attracted to Deuc), he also really… liked Deuc. He loved spending time with the Alpha, loved just quietly sitting in Deuc's presence as much as playing chess with him after a long day, or talking about whatever book Stiles had last borrowed from Deuc's impressive bookshelf in his office.
Stiles wanted to curl together on the man's lap, wanted to kiss him, go home with him, go out to dinner with him, pull him in close whenever they were within reach of each other. It was stupid. It was stupid, because Deuc was his boss, was a powerful Alpha, was the guy who had helped Stiles after he'd left Beacon Hills behind and tried to build a life of his own. Stiles knew he wouldn't be where he was right now if Deuc hadn't signed him, hadn't offered him a home.
Taking a shaky breath, he ran his fingers through his hair and pulled his legs up. He knew he was just being stupid. Deuc was clearly not interested in him anyway, he kept very politely ignoring any kind of flirting and Stiles really needed to get over it, before it'd interfere with his work.
"Penny for your thoughts, sweet boy."
Startled, Stiles looked up at the man in question entering the office. Perhaps Stiles shouldn't have curled up in Deuc's office to mope, huh. Deuc had just kind of become his place to feel safe and comfortable with. He felt down and going home would have just meant to curl together alone and feel lonely and cold. Tilting his head, Stiles watched Deuc approach, a concerned look on his face.
"Sorry," Stiles tried to smile. "I'm just being silly. Sometimes I'm too much in my head, thinking too many what ifs and letting things escalate into worst case scenarios, you know?"
That just had Deuc look even more concerned. A big hand cupped Stiles' cheek, gently caressing it and holding Stiles' face. With a soft sigh did Stiles lean into the touch, nuzzling into it. His eyelids fluttered shut as he found the comfort he'd been looking for.
"Whatever worst case scenarios are running through your head, do know that you have me, and my pack, ready to put ourselves between you and any bad outcome," Deucalion whispered gently. "We protect our own and you are one of us, sweet boy."
Stiles had to snort at that. The worst case scenario was that he'd risk his job because he made Deuc feel like Stiles was too unprofessional to work with. Wasn't a good fit for the magazine after all. Definitely not for the pack. Stiles had been working for Visionary for two years now and had yearned to join the pack for about a year. He'd needed the distance, at first. Didn't think he wanted to ever be in a pack again. But the more time he spent with them, the more he felt like he was part of them. Like he wanted to be a part of them. How could he ask for it though?
"That was a peculiar reaction, Mieczysław," Deucalion pointed out.
"I wanna be part of your pack," Stiles blurted out before he could change his mind.
It was time to just get at least some part of what he wanted, right? He bit his lip hard, staring longingly up at the Alpha. Deucalion stood in front of him, surprised. When Stiles' worry grew, the wolf picked up on it and reached out for him to calm him, a smile on his lips.
"I'd be honored to call you a member of my pack, love."
Stupid British gentleman with his stupid petnames that made Stiles' heart race. "But I want more."
One elegant eyebrow raised. "More than being part of the pack…? Why, do you want to usurp me and become Alpha of the pack, darling? Ambitious."
There was an amused glint in Deucalion's eyes and Stiles' heart jumped into his throat because now or never. "I mean, Alpha Mate would be more than just a member of the pack."
Deucalion's eyes widened in surprise and then they flashed red. "Are you… Do you mean it?"
Biting his lips, Stiles nodded firmly, even though he felt his cheeks heat up. "I… Gods, I want you, Deuc. I want you so badly and not just for sex, I want to be with you. I want you to come and bring me lunch after a shoot so we can make Marin and Brae as uncomfortable as they make everyone else. I want to be able to curl together on your lap after a shoot, the way Kali gets to do with En."
Taking a shaky breath, Deucalion reached out for Stiles, pulling him up and into his arms. "Oh, sweet, sweet boy. I have been trying so hard to resist you, but you are making it impossible."
The last thing Stiles saw before Deucalion kissed him was another flash of those hot, red Alpha-eyes. The flash of red always turned Stiles on. His arms wound around Deuc's neck, pulling him closer and deepening the kiss. Deuc hummed pleased, his hands heavy on Stiles' waist, holding him tight. Stiles smiled, happy and relieved. That much for his worries.
"We are gonna be such a power couple," Stiles whispered teasingly when their kiss broke.
"Darling, you joke," Deucalion chuckled, looking pleased. "But we absolutely will be."
~*~ The End ~*~
Author's note: SOMEONE put a Stalion moodboard on my tumblr dash proclaiming it the ship of the day and it made my brain itch to write them for today, sooo two Friday Ficlets in one day!
ALSO this is a sort of set up for "Partnered Shoot", a Stetaliopher fic with established Stalion and Petopher meeting when Stiles and Peter are paired up for a shoot, just to realize that Deuc and Peter have A Past (to be posted on February 26th), I figured it'd be fun to write how Stalion would have gotten together in a N'n'T AU~