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Stiles Stilinski sits- crouches on the edge of his bed. The flawless 'S' line shape of his lithe body is on full display in the crimson red two piece lingerie set that he has on perfectly showcases the paleness of his pretty-pretty mole spotted flesh. The corset that he is wearing has a laced heartshaped bodice, which lucky enough for him hadn't been all that hard to get in to without another person's help. On the lower half of his body, Stiles wears a matching pair of laced thigh high stockings and boy shorts for his undergarments, just to make himself feel a little bit more comfortable in the feminine lingerie.The long tresses of a dark brown wig flows down his back as he tries to get the angle for his photo just right. So that he can continue to have the illusion of being an actual female as much he as possibly can. Plus, he already went through the annoying precaution of using nair on every inch of his hairy body. He refuses to feel the pain of grossly waxing or shaving when it came to removing the hair from off it. And now his pale skin is soft and smooth without any nonsensical setbacks.His laptop sits upon the table across from him. He has it setup to constantly take stills of every pose that he could think of that wouldn't show that he was actually of the skinny male variety when he does them. Each still is then automatically uploaded on to this website called, 'Naugthy Little Plaything' after it is taken. In which is the website that he'd signed up for by the request of a sort of kind of friend that was in desperate need of his most wondrous help.That was most definitely the only reason why he was literally dressed in the skimpy female lingerie and a wig with the barest minimum of makeup upon his face in any sense of the word. Stiles still blushes bright red at the very real memory of him buying all of this stuff earlier that evening from the nearest sex store in Beacon Hills. He had been red-faced with mortification, clear embarrassment, and had felt completely out of place inside of the establishment. And totally out of his depth and way in over his head. It wasn't even funny.If one of the store's saleswomen had never came over to help him, he would probably still be stuck in that place still trying to figure everything out by himself right now. She had most assuredly been a total life-saver. Especially when she had promised to never mention his little humiliating excursion to her place of business to anyone or the Sheriff of Beacon Hills in the like.Slowly, his thoughts wandered on to Derek and what the elder male would think of the situation that Stiles has somehow most recently managed to placed himself within as of late. He wondered if he would yell, scowl, or mock him derisively for what he was doing since those were his favorite things to do where it concerned him. Derek freakin' Hale was the man that his poor unfortunate heart had chose to love without his permission or his express consent.Now he knew that might sound crazy to other people, but he has long since excepted that he was, to a very small extent, completely insane. How does one's own heart rudely choose whom they love for them? The answer to that question is still a little bit uncertain to him in the long run as well, but his traitorous fast beating heart was of no clear exception still.It had so cruely picked out Derek Hale for him of all people. Mr. Hot Broody McGrumpski. The love of Stiles young life, the light of his entire spirit. His very existence.What even is his existence? The brooding Alpha could care less that Stiles even truly existed in this life. And to that notion, Stiles felt as if he was just another invisible shadow on the wall around Derek, sadly reflecting off of him.The Alpha has never taken notice of him before and he most likely never shall unfortunately. Even with the known fact that both of their families have always known each other for a very long time and that they are still somewhat close to this very day. It made no true difference though. And as a consequence to this truth, Stiles hates his unhelpful heart so much more sometimes. Especially the hard edged situations it always seems to land him in most of time, when it concerns the Alpha. That is the number one reason why he had chosen to stay away from Derek and his unhelpfully dabbling heart the most.Not that they didn't still come across each other's paths anyways because of family gatherings and what not. Besides that point, Stiles is someone that people actually do not want to be around in the slightest sense. Other than his best buddy Scott McCall of course. Okay, his only buddy Scott.Nonetheless, even that unfortunate friendship would be coming to a close very shortly. In part that Scott would be joining the Hale Pack with his Kitsune girlfriend Kira Yukimura soon and Stiles refused to be the one to ever hold them back from their goals in this life. He would not be that kind of selfish person. Ever. Or at all. He could not.Scott had his own life to lead at the very end of the day and so did he. Besides, people grew apart all the time, every single day. It is simply apart of life. So, in the mean time, Stiles has decided to devote himself to helping other people as often as he possibly can, since he has the extra time on his hands with Scott now being with Kira or the Hale Pack most of the time.Latterly, aside from all of this, Stiles's bedroom widow was locked along with the door. The window is covered up by luxurious black satin curtains for the most privacy that he could possibly have at the moment. For what he was actually doing right now.Bending his back towards his bed, Stiles moves his body in to another provocatively designed pose. His mind is focused upon the goal in which he has ahead of him. Not on the fact that someone has just entered his home a mere second after he has done so, until the lock to his bedroom door has beens broken apart by one blazing red-eyed Alpha Werewolf. The Alpha is readily standing at the doorway to Stiles's bedroom in a defensive stance, glaring angrily back at Stiles for good measure once he has perceived that there is no inward threat to his person. Or in the surrounding area of the bedroom.To which, his rude actions have already caused Stiles to jump so far from off his bed, before he hurriedly makes a grab for his red silk made bedrobe that is simply resting on the edge of the bed. He quickly wraps the robe properly around his lithesome form in a secure manner whilst heaving out an annoyed sigh. The long brown hair of the wig flows against his shoulders in silken waves with his rapid movements as he takes in the appearance of the black leather clad dark jeans wearing Alpha Werewolf within the once secure confines of his bedroom.At that same point in time, a confused frown marrs over Stiles's pretty-pretty features when the Alpha finally speaks to him, through a row of oh so very sharp fully elongated white caninal teeth, "Your window was locked!"It is to this statement that Stiles simply replies back to the Alpha in counter, releasing his hold upon his bedrobe in the process, allowing his choice in lingerie to be openly seen by the angered Werewolf, "It would seem so, Alpha Hale.""And your bedroom door was locked as well." Derek solemnly huffs out around his glistening white caninal teeth once again, not yet taking any notice of Stiles surprising choice of clothing as he does so."And your point is? Do I not have the right to lock either of them when this is my bedroom, Alpha Hale?" Stiles plainly sighs out on a huff of his own in clear annoyance for the second time with the Alpha blatantly disturbing what he was trying to do."Why the hell were they locked in the first place, Stiles?" Derek darkly scowls at him with a question in return as he crosses his arms over his chest when he walks over and stands by Stiles's closed window. All whilst pointedly trying not to gaze too long at the boy's attractive pale stretch of perfect legs below the stockings that he is wearing after he has finally taken notice of his indecent choice in clothing."And the answer to that question does not concern you at all either, Derek!" Stiles irritatedly suspires out with the miffed off roll of his pretty-pretty amber gold eyes at the infuriating Alpha when he finally seeths out the Werewolf's name back in retort."Does this answer have something to do with the way you look right now, Stiles?" The Alpha curiously grimaces in a morbidly dark manner with he retorts out in question, making sure that Stiles knew that what he was currently wearing from head to toe, pissed him off to a higher degree, much to the boy's surprise."That is likewise none of your business. So please leave my house right now. There are other things in which need my undivided attention, other than me sitting here to entertain your invasive line of questioning. And I am most certainly not a suspect in some sort of crime or homicide case, wannabe Detective Hale. So good-bye!" Stiles hotly glowers out at him in return whilst he gently fixes his wig. He knows Alphas like Derek don't seem to learn how to mind their own damn business when is comes down to people who were not actually apart of their Pack.Derek unhappily frowns with overtly tensed up shoulders when he speaks to Stiles once more, fully addressing the boy's lingerie clad appearance once again with the sour taste of jealousy slowly coating over his spiteful tongue the longer he takes in Stiles's slender barely dressed pillad form, "I am not going anywhere until you tell me what the hell you are doing and why the fuck you are dressed up like that right now, Stiles?""I don't have to tell you a damn thing! You are not my Father or my best friend! Nor are you even my boyfriend or my 'Alpha' for that matter! Now are you? So you do not get to order or boss me around like one of your precious little obedient cubs, Alpha Hale!" Stiles fervently glares at him with overly dark amber gold eyes, vexly breathing out through his corset while turning his back towards the ostentatiously handsome Alpha with finality, no longer wanting to hold this conversation with him.Stiles knows full well that his harsh words will most likely hurt Derek's feelings, but at the moment, he doesn't exactly care if they do, because of his rising anger. And he knows before this night that the Alpha might've actually once thought that they at least held some form of polite friendship brewing between them. Though, he knows that is all but gone by now as he wraps his arms around himself in an angry manner after doing so. His attraction to the Alpha Werewolf is still regrettably left unbroken after all of this time.It was as fatal to his ever beating heart as was the pull of the full moon upon the creatures of the night. And the full heat of it all was slowly climbing back up inside of him the longer he stayed within the Alpha's formidable presence. He only hopes that Derek does not catch on to it with his busybodied super sniffer. That would be beyond completely mortifying for him, if his past mistakes with love has anything to say about it."I guess you are right about that one, Stilinski. I am not your boyfriend or your 'Alpha'. But I can still go get your Father, if that's what it takes for me to get what I want out of you in the end, then I most certainly will-" The Alpha calmly lours all of a sudden whilst he effortlessly maneuvers his line of questioning through an entirely different route of underhanded blackmail in order for him to cut through Stiles's annoying bout of false anger with him. Blackmail that Derek knows would automatically make the younger male fold so very easily under his demand. And so Stiles easily falls in to the trap laid out before him, when he cuts the elder male off from continuing to speak anything further to him at the implication of what he's actually trying to say to him, to that affect."Wait! Wait! Just hold on a second there, Sourwolf! Okay! Okay, fine. I will tell you what you want to know! Just don't do anything stupid." Stiles hurriedly exclaims out to Derek, turning back around to face the Alpha once again with a soft plea buried beneath his voice after he has rudely interrupted him. The Alpha's eyes are no longer bleeding red, they have faded back to their natural ice green tone when Derek smugly looks at him in return."Then, why haven't you started answering my questions yet, Stiles? What the hell is going on?" Derek growls out once more, watching as the boy nervously takes a seat at the very edge of his own bed. The scent of Stiles's nerves and the aroma of his burning arousal coating over the stench of his frustrated anger, filling up the Alpha's nostrils with his eager yet tantalizing aroma."I'm just trying to be a nice friend by helping her out. Is that so hard to believe?" Stiles quickly says in compliance to what the Alpha was asking of him, even though he felt completely cheated in to giving such an admittance of everything so easily like that. Besides, in his opinion, the Alpha sure knew how to play dirty. The jerk!"Not when are you involved. Why do you have to be dolled up that way anyways?" Derek easily demands of him, not letting anything go to chance when it came down to the Stilinski boy as he blatantly glares at the revealing lingerie decorating Stiles's overly lithesome form even more."Dolled up? Really Derek? That's the best that you can come up with old man?" Stiles teasingly mocks the Alpha with a snort for good measure, his anger with Werewolf partially dissipating.To which, Derek growls out his name in clear warning to the boy, "Stiles!""Fine. I'll concede this time. A friend of mine wants to find proof that her Fiancé isn't really an inconsiderate cheating bastard. And this little number shows off just how fabulous my ass literally is in it. So here I am, in all of my glory wearing it to help her do just that. There, are you happy with that information now, Alpha Hale?" Stiles unhappily says, finally giving in to the Alpha's demands for the official second time, making a slight jest at the end."And she couldn't just do that all by herself, because of what reason?" Derek curiously poses another unwarranted question to him in turn now that previous ones have been answered, a cool glare crossing over his face as they stared one another down the longer that they held a conversation- more like argument, trying to ignore the little tidbit about Stiles's ass all at the same damn time."She doesn't want to lose him because of that! Besides, what if he's truly innocent in the end and she has wrongfully accused him of doing something that he in fact didn't do? She doesn't want to make that kind of mistake. And who can really blame her? I wouldn't want the supposed love of my life knowing that I have any doubts about him before we are to even get married when he might've been innocent all along. It would be devastating to loose them forever like that just because of my full on insecurities, you know?" Stiles helpfully justifies the entire situation for his friend in defence of her person and her method of finding out the truth.To which, Derek gladly illuminates the problem with that couple's entire situation for Stiles, knowing deep down what it feels like to lose trust in someone else on more than one occasion himself, "She could still lose him either way. Their established trust has already been diminshed between them. Especially if she's got you investigating the truth for her. She evidently doesn't trust him anymore, with or without proof of his right or wrong doings. So there is no point in her being in a committed relationship with him at all, if she's the one not fully committed to her Fiancé. Plus, it seems to me that she is just self-sabotaging her relationship at the very end of the day. Wouldn't you agree, Stiles?"It is an earnest response that has Stiles shockingly sputtering back out in kind with a small overly sweet smile against his pink bow-shaped lips and a red blushing face at the Alpha's actual insightfulness. He has never realized how much Derek's bouts of smartness both attracts him and turns him on, "When did you get so insightful all of a sudden, Sourwolf?""I'm not all that insightful, Stiles. Trust is just one of the key foundations for all relationships in this world, besides love, of course. So if you don't at least have that in the long range of things, then you truly have nothing at all." Derek frigidly clarifies to him when he speaks out again on his standpoint of working romantic relationships."Sure, whatever you say big guy." Stiles mockingly scoffs whilst secretly trying to fan himself as he finally turns away from the Alpha once again with his feelings of the past slowly creeping out from within him. It was all starting to become too much for him at this moment in time. And he still has work left for him to do, even as more words left from in between his plush pillow-like rose pink bow-shaped lips once more, "Why on Earth are even you here in the first place, Alpha Hale?""Your dad wanted me to check up on you since nowadays you don't seem to hang out all that much with Scott." Derek finally explains his unwarranted presence within Stiles's home and bedroom, watching as the boy stands up from his place on his bed. His eyes follow the boy as he walks back over towards his little setup so that he can complete his current objective."I don't need you to check up on me like I'm some young depressed pubescent child, Derek. I can look after myself in that endeavour just fine enough thank you. Whether you or my Father actually thinks I can or not." Stiles unhappily declares with a slight hint of choler inside of his voice as he speaks out to the Alpha whilst he's still standing within the confines of his bedroom."Most apparently so." Derek simply replies out in retort with a hardlined amused stare written across his inhumanly gorgeous face."Your sarcasm is unnecessary, Derek. And now that you've gotten the information that you need of me, you may leave the premises and go report back to my Father that I am fine. Besides, I still have other things that need my attention at this very moment, so leave, Alpha Hale." Stiles calmly imparts after he gets his anger back under his control once again. It was one of the very few reasons that Derek knows that Stiles would make an amazingly exceptional Werewolf, if he ever so chose to be one."No, I will not leave, because you still haven't exactly told me how you were going to figure all of that out, as of yet." Derek smoothly lectures him with a scowl written upon his face now, reaching his hands out to grasp Stiles by his forearms so that he can forcefully spin Stiles back around to face him once more.Although, despite the fact that Stiles is now facing him for the third time, he refuses to look upon the Alpha's face again. That is why Derek removes one of his hands from off his right shoulder. Using that very same hand to gently cup Stiles underneath his chin, guiding his face to gaze upon him once more without his consent. An expression that Derek knew all too well was written upon the boy's face as they stared at each other for a long while just like before."I don't want you to help her anymore..." Derek aggravatedly murmurs in a childish yet airy manner with his mounting desire steadily dripping from in between his parted apricot tinged lips and over his crisp white elongated caninals.The Alpha slowly moves his other hand to Stiles perfectly singed waistline. To him, the boy is dangerously tantalizing, all draped up in the crimson color of blood and an Alpha's emboldened Spark. Then again, Stiles has always tested the limits of danger with the draw of such a lustful and powerful color, again and again. The boy was his Human to claim in all aspects of the world."As my Alpha... or as my friend?" Stiles curiously whispers in a soft tense manner when he is being carefully pulled in to his Alpha's warming embrace."As the one you desire to heed to..." Derek breathily murmurs out for the second time. Though it is with even more vigor and dominance, before closing in the short distance between them in order for him to tenderly kiss his boy. To which, Stiles wantonly gives in it with pure unadulterated ease.It is after this that Stiles somehow finds that his arms wrapped around his Alpha's neck the more intimate the moment between them gets. They kiss until the robe he has on is dropped callously on to the floor. And the warm palms of Derek's experienced hands finds the soft exposed flesh at the small of his back, the longer they were joined at the lips.They kiss until Derek's infamous black leather jacket is carelessly thrown across Stiles's desk chair and his Alpha's own chest is shirtless, save for his lower body still clad in his jeans. His tantalizing bronze flesh is bared beneath the boy's hungry explorative inexperienced hands. Their shared kiss is finally broken off with Derek forcefully turning Stiles around within his hold. He gently kisses and nips at the column and nape of Stiles's neck after he moves the boy's added lengthy tresses from off it, all before he ultimately decides to remove the wig from Stiles's head altogether.Derek's skilled hands find the end of the ribbons tying the corset of Stiles's essentially painted on top together. He pulls at them until they slowly unlace and loosen the corset up completely. And then Stiles helps him take it from off his own person with passionately gentle hands.The entrapping garment lands on to the floor beneath their feet in silence, now going unnoticed and unneeded between them. Afterwards, the rose pink nipples of Stiles's newly bared chest are released to the cooled atmosphere of his own bedroom. They pebble up beneath the frigid air as his skin flushes over with red heat and his body continues to vibrate with his ever increasing sultry need for the Alpha.Stiles has never ever felt like this before. His body was a cesspool of building and blinding heat the longer he stays locked underneath the pull of Derek's over abundant warmth. It hetly flares throughout his entire body, again and again, until he finds himself being spun back around within his Alpha's own much harder form, tenderly pressed chest to chest with finality. And soon his Alpha is kissing him once again. Almost consuming him when he lifts him up in to the safety of his arms and carts him off towards his very own bed.That is how he finds his back laying purchase upon the overly soft duvet with Derek now happily nestled in between his flawless pale lace covered legs, hovering over him with their bodies perfectly aligned. His Alpha's hot wet mouth is smoothly gliding over the soft pallid flesh of his jawline, neck, and shoulder as he writhes beneath his caress. So Stiles immerses his hands deep within Derek's onyx black hair at the feel of his Alpha's admittingly burning yet gentle touch.It is a sensation of bright awakening that heats it way throughout his soul as those very same lips finally caress his own with a passionate promise of what was to come. And all Stiles can do is take, whilst Derek gives him his all. The powerful titillation of it enmassing within the depths of his gut through their passionate display of both give and take.Their aligned bodies tenderly rock together, the longer that their limbs are fully intertwined with one another. One in laced stockings whilst the other still had on jeans. And Stiles takes in the harsh guttural grunts and groans coming from out of Derek's lush mouth as he softly mewls and moans beneath him from his own. He feels as if his entire being is rising up to another plane of existence. It's an almost magical outworldly sensation when the feeling rushed through his veins.There is a blinding heat filling in his stomach with fervency as the building need to cum rapidly peaks inside of him. Stiles needs Derek to make him cum now or he'll feel as if he's losing his very own mind soon. He doesn't care if he's still wearing his underwear or not, he wants it now. Regrettably, he's all relatively new to all of this, so he doesn't know how to be wholly patient with everything. He just knows that his body is begging the Alpha for any sort of relief that it can get or that only he can give.Stiles so needily begs- pleads out loud for his release from his Alpha, submitting so sweetly under his onslaught, "Haa Derek... Haa Alpha! Please... ah I-I can't!"In which, Derek answers the pleading call by sinking his blunt human teeth in to the juncture of Stiles's left shoulder and neck, knowing full well what it will do to him as his Alpha Werewolf tells him as much when he growls out his real name within his boy's left ear, "You most certainly can, Mieczysław."It is not far off before Stiles cums completely untouched with a silent scream inside of his boy shorts. As if he was a train running without its caboose on top of Derek's still jean clad lower body from the immediate sound of his birth name spilling from the Alpha's parted lips by his ear. His edgeless Human fingernails sinks in to the Werewolf's broad back, breaking the skin there, releasing the fresh scent of blood in to the surrounding atmosphere. And the inside of his shorts have become sticky and wet with his seminal fluids as ecstasy fills him in turn, but his cocklet is nowhere near flaccid yet.The Human shutters breathlessly and wetly below Derek as euphoria slowly filters throughout his entire trembling form from the reaction. And Stiles wants to feel embarrassed about ejaculating so prematurely, but Derek doesn't allow him any leeway for that. His Alpha's experienced mouth moves over to the rose colored buds of his chest, taking a nipple in to it. He cruely bites down upon it before sweetly soothing the ache with his hot wet tongue.To which, Stiles cries out at the conflicting sensations whilst he rides out the rest of his orgasm with soft airy little whimpers below his Alpha Werewolf's hardlined body, "Haa Alpha! I-I..."Soon after that, Derek lavishes attention upon the other bud in same way with Stiles dragging his palms over the expanse of the Werewolf's tan shirtless back when he cries out once more from the action. And when his Alpha forcefully pulls himself away from Stiles's chest, the boy's nipples are now swollen and red, wet with his dripping saliva. Stiles's pretty love face is a blanket of embarrassed red as he mewls like a full-blown animal in heat, "Haa haah haa!"The euphoric expression written upon his face instantly drives Derek in to moving forward and pressing his lips against Stiles's own once again. Or it was supposed to be a kiss, but it turns out to be open mouthed licking as his Alpha moves his tongue against Stiles's own in a stream of wet sticky saliva dripping kisses, devouring him almost completely whole. It's erotic and divine. And it makes Stiles want the Alpha to be completely naked beneath him, so he tries to pull Derek's jeans down his thick tan thighs as they continuously kiss.Though, in reaction to this, Derek grasps his hands with Stiles's own, removing them from the waistband of his jeans in the process. He presses the boy's hands down upon the bed, forcing him to comply with his demand. Their mouths stay joined in heated debate as Stiles struggles to free himself beneath him. It takes a while of kissing to get the boy to calm back down enough for Derek to remove his own hands from Stiles's.In which, he does just that, until he is left completely naked on top of his boy's lithesome body. He had not worn any underwear beneath his jeans to make short work of transforming in to his Wolf form. His much larger frame properly hides Stiles from the cool air of the bedroom, after he has removed Stiles's boy shorts from his lower body in the like.In the end, they are both left naked upon the bed. Their eyes lock on to one another's once more, milky amber gold eyes peering deeply in to solid ice green eyes. Derek bends his head and captures Stiles's mouth with his own in a tender kiss. The kiss is virtually too light like an ongoing dream that Stiles cannot seem to ever escape from. Concurrently, it is confusing and all too real. Nevertheless, it is a dream that Stiles does not truly want to leave, because in this dream Derek is all his.They simply belong to each other. Have only one another. And they do not need anyone else to stand beside them. The Alpha wraps his Human's lace covered legs around his waist, happily caging himself within them as he glides his lips over his boy's neck. He moves down his shoulders and over his chest, bringing Stiles's swollen nipples back in to his focus. Stiles's pale skin is flushed bright with red and his building arousal the longer that Derek skillfully plays with the boy's innocently inexperienced body."Haa Derek! Ah Alpha!" Stiles airily mewls and whimpers softy beneath his Alpha's more solid form whilst Derek continues to hungrily explore the sylphlike structure of his bared body to his liking.It's not long before the Alpha finds his head dead at the centre of Stiles's lower body. His gaze focused upon the boy's semi-hard tantalizing little cocklet. It is pale just like the rest of him and flushed pink at the very tip as beautiful pearls of precum cutely slicks down the sides of it. To which, in his embarrassment, Stiles tries to hurriedly cover it up by the use of both of his slender hands in order for him to hide it from Derek's scrutinizing eyes.Nevertheless, the Alpha still manages to remove the boy's hands away from his erection in an exceedingly gentle manner. Quickly replacing Stiles's hands with his own mouth when he readily takes in the boy's hardness and sucks over the bulbous-like head. It leaves Stiles a gasping and writhing mess above him as the boy's small hands grips his hair in a solid hold when he moans out his Alpha's name again, "Ah Derek!"Stiles's body trembles beneath him every time he draws attention to the boy's wet slit with his probing tongue when he circles his muscle around the head. He repeats this action over and over again, until he knows that Stiles is relatively ready to explode with how bluish purple his cocklet has become and he abruptly stops what he is doing to him. He releases his Human's small cocklet from his mouth and positions Stiles's legs up against his chest.The position forces him to hold his own legs in place with his arms in order for him to better expose the boy's virgin entrance to his prying eyes. It is flushed a rosy pink in hue and twitching enthusiastically underneath Derek's scrutinizing gaze. And the Alpha is all too eager to learn how it taste on the buds of his tongue. Especially with the overly alluring heat slick scent that it has wafting from it, the more aroused that Stiles becomes below his touch. So he leans in and does just that.The Alpha Werewolf sticks out his tongue and laps over the boy's quivering rim, feeling his furrowed hole pulse under his roaming wet muscle. From there, Derek attacks Stiles's entrance with soft laps at the rim and deep jabs within, until the boy screaming and crying his name all at the same time once again, "Haa Derek! Ah! Haa!"He makes Stiles dripping wet and leaking out his saliva, until he thinks that it is enough moisture there for him use his dry fingers on him. He simultaneously plunges two fingers in to the depths of his core, thrusting them inside on impact as Stiles gasps out in shock beneath him. Though, the Alpha doesn't stop his ministrations, until he at least has four of his fingers thrusting inside of his Human's furled hole. Derek jams them against that little nub of pleasure deep inside of Stiles that has the boy's body quaking up in his mounting gratification. His own much larger cock is now aching red with his blinding need in the like, the longer that the boy falls apart underneath his hands.It all becomes too much for him once he removes his fingers from out of Stiles's core with finality. To which, he quickly replaces his fingers with his very own greedy precum leaking hard cock. He gently presses it up against Stiles's entrance when he slips his body in between his boy's parted thighs. He pushes his way deep inside of the moist hole with slow, painless, and deliberate movements, until he is pressed firmly down to the hilt. His cock is instantly seized by the burning heat of Stiles's throbbing inner walls as they grip tightly on to him.After all of this done, he will make sure that Stiles deletes his account on that dirty website and never speak to that selfish friend of his ever again. And the Alpha can feel Stiles trying to relax himself beneath him as he wraps him up in his embrace right before Derek makes the first move. He slowly pulls his cock backwards, until only the mushroom-like head is left inside, then he motions forward again. He does this, until he is continuously thrusting his excited cock within Stiles's puckered hole.In which, the slick squelching sounds of their rigorous lovemaking can be boisterously heard around the surrounding bedroom. Every single time Derek fucks back in to his boy. And after a few deep hard jabs to the left, the Alpha finally locates his Human's prostate. He instantly attacks it on every other thrust after that. That's until Stiles is suddenly coming untouched over the pallid skin of his own lower stomach with a yelp of surprise cutting straight from his throat underneath his Alpha's callous ministrations.Nonetheless, Derek doesn't cease in his movements to allow his boy to come down from his high. He cruelly increases his pace within him instead. He wanted to feel Stiles's inner walls greedily tightening up around him, the longer that he draws out his boy's very first sex induced orgasm from him. There are tears welling and leaking from out of Stiles's eyes as his oversensitive body is filled with immense pleasurable pain and massive overstimulation.It is that alone that has his boy coming untouched on to his stomach once again, but this time there is barely a noticeable splurt from oversensitive cocklet. To which, Stiles would like to feel embarrassed by it all, but Derek leaves him no time for it. Not when the Alpha promptly flips him over in to another position that leaves him feeling more valuable than the last without even pulling his cock out.He is now resting his body weight upon his elbows and knees with his stomach supported by an oddly shaped pillow that the Alpha had grabbed from out of nowhere to place below him. His pale bare ass his raised high in the air because of the pillow, easily showing off his newly used slightly gaping hole to Derek's prying eyes once more. He can feel his hole twitching with need around the meaty girth still inside of it as well as beneath his Alpha's understanding gaze, all before Derek is moving forward against him again.It's slow at first and then he is speeding up as Stiles softly moans below him. The head of his cock rams harshly against the boy's prostate, over and over again. On every thrust now, because the angle is just right in their new position. All while Stiles tenderly cries out and mewls at every rough thrust back inside of him, bringing Derek closer and closer to his very own end.Still, the Alpha Werewolf wants to make his Human cum one last time before he does so himself. And it happens on one particularly hard thrust. Stiles's body tenses up as his cum spurts forth from out of his tiny little cocklet in a splash of translucent on the bed beneath them. He whimpers out his overstimulation, because Derek is still callously fucking him through it as he leans forward against the pale naked stretch of Stiles's back.It is this outcome that has the Alpha finally cumming within his Human's contricting hole. He cums a lot from the depths of his tingling balls. Completely filling his boy's core up with his hot seminal essence, until Stiles's lower stomach is bulging out from his cum alone. However, Derek doesn't stop fucking him, until the base of his throbbing cock is slightly protruding outward. And he is forcing his knot deep inside of his Human with one last thrust whilst Stiles is still floating high through overstimulation and sexual euphoria.After this, the Alpha painstakingly moves them to rest upon their sides, so that the knot doesn't pull on his boy's swollen rim as they wait for his knot to go back down. It is by this point in time that Derek realizes that Stiles has already blacked out on him. Soft breathy snores filter from in between his plush little pink bow-shaped mouth as he sleeps the fatigue of their sexual congress away. It is a welcoming sight that the Alpha happily takes in. Derek adjusts his body properly behind Stiles in order for him to protectively shelter his slumbering form from the cold atmosphere of the bedroom by the use of his own. Especially now that they were no longer moving about the bed.In the morning, the Alpha shall make sure that Stiles has learned his lesson when it comes down leaning a helping hand to a supposed friend. And in light of this, there is one most definite way for the Alpha Werewolf to implement punish against his Human and that is to keep him trapped in the bed with him all day long. He will never allow Stiles to do anything like this ever again in his Mortal life. Consequently, All in all, this is what Stiles deserves for recklessly taking on such a high risk for a mere throwaway friend, all things considered. Given this notion, Derek is an overly jealous bestial creature and he does not like to share what he already knows undoubtedly belongs to him.
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Please don't take this story so literally. Or take it too seriously it too deeply. It's just a throw away one shot that I wrote a while back. It's only meant to be a fun short little read.Most of my stories are mainly set in alternate universes. I just I don't put it on there as a tag. It should be common knowledge since it is only fan fiction.Plus, Cesspool has more than one definition. It can factually mean, any place of moral filth or immorality in a literary sense, and in this case that is how I used it in my story. So I'm sorry if this confused anyone reading my story.And if I used the word 'Boy' to describe the younger partner in the relationship, especially when it comes down to Stiles and Derek's, it is because Stiles still can seen as one, considering how Derek is compared to him. Trust me, I know. It's how the age thing works here in America. Whether you're an adult or not, if there a huge age difference, they will still see you in a childlike sense, no matter you age or level of maturity.I hope that cleared so things up. Thanks for checking out my crap. It's not really good, so thank you for reading.