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*** Derek ***
Derek had to blink twice when he saw him. This was not he expected when he stepped foot in the club. He expected a good time before his heat hit him hard which was safe to say, in the next two hours or so. He shrugged his way through the crowd and didn't even bother with the groping he received as he walked through.
“Stiles,” he practically growled on the human's left ear. As expected, Stiles didn't turn around since he was too busy grinding with his dance partner. Said dance partner was also another alpha werewolf from what Derek could smell. “Stiles!” he repeated, this time a little louder and with his hand on Stiles' left hip to get the latter's attention. Stiles quickly spun around.
“Oh holy god,” Stiles said as soon as he turned around, brown eyes lined with kohl wide open. Derek raised an eyebrow at him and took the time to really check out the human. Stiles was wearing the tightest black jeans this side of the club and his blue shirt clung to him on all the right places. “What are you doing here?”
“I could ask you the same thing Stiles,” he answered, nose wrinkling with the cloying sweet scent coming from Stiles. Never in his life he had imagined that the young Stilinski could smell this good. “How did you even find this club?”
“I'm a college student Derek,” Stiles said slowly as if speaking to a child. “Finding underground clubs is a way of life for us.”
“Well, you shouldn't be here,” Derek said. He tried to breathe through his mouth because Stiles' scent was starting to do things to him. He'd yet to find someone before his heat took its peak.
“Why not?”
“In case you don't notice, you're surrounded with supernatural beings,” Derek said. He was starting to get annoyed. Explaining things to Stiles was not part of his agenda this evening.
“I can take care of myself Derek, thank you very much,” Stiles said indignantly as he turned around to find his dance partner. Derek quickly grabbed Stiles' left arm to prevent him from leaving. The club was not safe for humans tonight or every other night for that matter. He was not the only Alpha who was in heat and for some reason, Stiles' scent was an open invitation.
Stiles fell against his chest and glared hard. “What is wrong with you?” he asked, exasperation coloring his tone as he righted himself up.
Derek couldn't help It and breathed deeply which he later regretted as Stiles' sweet scent assaulted his every fiber. His heart thumped wildly in his chest and everything around him seemed to fade in the background. All his senses zeroed in on Stiles as the relentless need to claim the human ran his mind and his body.
“You need to go now,” he managed to growl out, gritting his teeth in the process. He needed to be in control or he would take Stiles right in the middle of the club, consequences be damned.
“Derek are you okay?” Stiles asked, anger forgotten and replaced with concern. Stiles reached out to touch him and as soon as Stiles' fingertips landed on his arm, his breath hitched and fire started to run through his veins. His heat was starting.
“You need to go now,” he repeated as he took a step away from a confused Stiles. He needed to find someone now to relieve the heat. That was his original agenda for the night but then, Stiles had to ruin it.
“I'm not going anywhere unless you tell me what's happening,” Stiles said stubbornly, crossing his arms on his chest.
“I'm in heat.”
“What?”
Derek closed his eyes and swallowed hard. His skin felt too tight and his dick was already straining against his jeans. He was not supposed to feel this way. There's still an hour before his heat manifest in full blown. He knew his body and this had never happened before. He quickly opened his eyes and immediately felt dizzy. He needed to get out of the club and away from Stiles before he did something they would both regret in the morning. He started to walk but his legs felt too jittery and he almost stumbled but Stiles was quick to catch him.
“Okay, I heard right the first time, you're in heat,” Stiles said as he helped him to stand up. Derek couldn't help it, he wrapped an arm around Stiles' waist, buried his nose on Stiles' neck and inhaled deeply.
“Fuck Stiles, you smell so good,” he slurred and felt Stiles went rigid against him. He knew that he was probably scaring Stiles with his actions but he couldn't fight his body. It was telling him to claim the human and be done with it. He's a werewolf. It's in their nature but then, he knew he couldn't do it with Stiles. Stiles deserved more than just being a heat partner. “I need to find someone now before this becomes full blown.”
“I volunteer.”
*** Stiles ***
“I volunteer.” Oh holy god. He couldn't believe he uttered those words but then, Derek looked like he was on the verge of dying. This was the first time he had seen the alpha in a vulnerable state and it messed his brain.
“You can't be serious,” Derek said breathlessly as he tightened his grip on either side of Stiles' hips. Stiles smirked to himself. Derek was obviously fighting his urges but his body was doing the exact opposite.
“You're my alpha, it's my job to help you,” he explained but he knew he was just fooling himself. Four years of pining on the hot werewolf was probably taking its toll on him. “You just knot me it's no big deal.” Okay, he should probably shut his mouth now but could you really blame him? Ever since he had read about knotting, he had fantasized about it, had thought about how it would feel to take Derek's knot.
“Do you hear yourself Stiles?” Derek practically growled as he slumped again on Stiles' neck. “Fuck, I can't..” the rest of the words were muffled as Derek licked his throat and Stiles was now having trouble breathing.
“Let me take care of you,” Stiles said with so much affection that he was scared Derek would realize his feelings for him. “You're always taking care of us. This time I want to return the favor.”
“I can't ask you to do that Stiles,” Derek said as soon as he managed to extract himself from Stiles.
“You can,” Stiles said softly and with a burst of courage, he cupped Derek's cheek and pressed a chaste kiss on his lips.
*
As soon as Derek's apartment door slid shut, Stiles was slammed against it as Derek's lips crushed on his in a heated kiss.
“I'm gonna fucking knot you so well Stiles and you'll like it,” Derek said heatedly as he trailed bites and kisses on his neck and Stiles couldn't help to moan in pleasure. Stiles knew that Derek's heat was now in full blown with all the dirty talk coming out of the alpha's mouth. “You're going to feel me for a week baby.”
Holy fuck. This was hotter than all his fantasies combined. Stiles tilted his head to the side to give Derek better access but the latter pulled away. Stiles was about to protest but Derek only pulled away to take off his clothes. In a matter of seconds, a naked, very ripped alpha was standing in front of him. Stiles mouth watered at the sight.
“Strip now Stiles,” Derek commanded in his alpha voice and Stiles was so turned on right now that he was scared he would come untouched from this and this would all be over. He quickly took off his clothes and left only his boxer briefs. He was suddenly shy about getting naked in front of a very muscular Derek Hale when he only had his lanky frame to boast from. Derek shook his head and he was suddenly crowded against the door, Derek's hands cupping his ass as he slid down the boxers over his ass then stopped midway. “You don't have to hide anything from me,” Derek said as he kissed him hard then suddenly, the boxers were off and Stiles was pretty sure that Derek used his claws to tear them off.
“Ohgod Derek,” he murmured against the alpha's lips as Derek hauled him up, their cocks brushing against each other. He wrapped his legs around Derek's waist as Derek walked them to his bed and as soon as his back hit the bed, Derek was all over him, biting and licking his nipples as his fingers slid down his hole. Derek's fingers were already lubricated, on when and how, Stiles had no idea. His body was already in full bliss and the only sensation he knew was Derek tonguing his nipples and preparing him gently.
“Condom?” Derek asked, suddenly hovering on top of him, eyes bleeding red. Stiles knew that Derek was barely controlling himself. He had read about heat sex, it was not gentle the least and he knew Derek was restraining himself not to go wild on him. “We don't get diseases but you might prefer it, it's okay.”
Stiles shook his head. Derek was right and he doubted condoms would hold with an alpha's knot. “I'm ready and you don't have to be gentle, I can take it.”
Derek smiled at him then he lowered his mouth to kiss him slowly. Stiles' head was buzzing. How Derek could be rough and gentle at the same time was beyond him. “I don't want to hurt you Stiles.”
“You're not going to hurt me,” Stiles said against Derek's lips. “I trust you.” And that was probably what Derek was waiting for because suddenly Derek's thick cock was sliding inside him. Pain and pleasure mingled as Derek started to thrust in and out of him. Then pain was quickly replaced with overwhelming pleasure as the head of Derek's cock bumped his prostate with every stroke.
“Ohgodohgodohgod, harder Derek,” he pleaded as he wrapped his hands on the bed's headboard to get leverage as he fucked himself back on every Derek's thrust. Derek slid an arm around his waist and hauled him up so he was not sitting on Derek's lap.
“Fuck baby, you feel so good around my cock,” Derek said on his left ear as he bit it gently and nibbled on his earlobe. Stiles shivered at the word 'baby' but he knew that it was Derek's heat talking. Derek continued to thrust upward then he was suddenly on his back again as Derek thrust faster and harder.
“Ungh, nnngghh,” Stiles moaned as he held on to the headboard again for the ride, his cock leaking precum on his stomach, he unlatched one hand from the headboard and slid it down to jack his cock but Derek slapped it away and wrapped his hand around it instead. Derek's calloused hand felt so good on his dick as the alpha jerked him off fast. One particular thrust on his prostate sent him off the edge and then he was coming so hard that his vision blacked out for a second. Derek was still thrusting and after a few strokes, Stiles felt it. Derek's knot was getting bigger and was catching on his rim every time Derek pulled out. Stiles felt his dick stirred awake again.
“Fuck Stiles, I'm coming,” Derek said against his lips as he kissed him hard again and came with a shout, knot tying them together. Derek slumped against him and buried his nose on Stiles' neck and inhaled deeply. “I'm too rough,” he murmured against Stiles' skin as he maneuvered them on the bed in a much comfortable position. They were now lying on their sides with Stiles' back against Derek's chest.
“No you're not, it was great,” Stiles said as he twisted to give Derek a kiss. Derek kissed him languidly as he wrapped an arm around Stiles' waist and buried his nose on his nape. Stiles closed his eyes with a smile ghosting on his lips as slumber descended on him.
*
When Stiles woke up, Derek was already up. He was kind of disappointed because he was kind of expecting morning cuddles but then he knew that what had happened last night was just a pack member helping his alpha thing. But of course, it wouldn't hurt to start a possible relationship with the hottest alpha in town. They had a connection last night and Stiles had felt it on his skin. He had never been more in touch with his spark until last night. He swung himself off the bed and winced a little at the soreness down under. It was a good kind of sore, don't get him wrong. He then quickly grabbed his clothes off the floor and pulled them on. He decided to just take a shower at home. The perks of studying college near his home was he could get drunk wasted and still had the luxury of hot shower.
“Derek,” he called out as he stepped foot in the kitchen. He was surprised when instead of Derek, a beautiful brunette was sitting at the kitchen table. “Uh, hi.” He made a tiny wave. The girl looked familiar but he couldn't place her.
“Stiles,” Derek said as he suddenly made his appearance and looked at Stiles then back at the brunette. “I see that you met Paige.”
TBC.
A/N: Please be nice. :)