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Teen Wolf


Title: Tag You’re Fucked
Word Count:549
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sex in nature
Summary: Tag with Derek ends in a much better way then with anyone else.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, I make no money, I don't own any characters

Title: How To Fall In Love In 32 Days (a.k.a Sequel to You Can't Leave Me) (WIP)
Pt.1Pt.2PT.3
Rating: NC-17 
Word Count: WIP
Warnings: (eventual) Bareback (Practice safe sex wear condoms!), rough sex, language
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary: Sequel to You Can't Leave Me. They figured it wouldn't be hard to make Stiles stay. A few well placed kisses and he would bend to their every whim. They didn't think they would actually have to work to make him fall in love with them.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction

TitleYou Can't Leave Me (Complete)
Word Count:3145
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: PWP (slight plot), rimming, slash, threesome 
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary:In retrospect, Stiles should have seen this coming. I mean the whole Derek fucking Stiles through the mattress, and Scott fucking him through the wall should’ve told him something.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction

TEEN WOLF MPREG PRETENDING!VERSE

Title: Let's Pretend (Pt. 1)
Rating: PG

Title: You And Me (Pt. 2)
Rating: pg-13

TitleStrike Three (Pt.3)
Rating: PG

Title: Talking Doesn’t Help (Pt.4)
Rating: PG

Title: Dog Pile(PT 5)  
Rating: G

Title: (PT6) The Start
Rating: G

Title: Breakfast (7)
Rating: G

Title: That Awful Moment (8)
Rating: PG

Title: A Date (9)
Rating: PG-13

Title: Conception (Pt 10)
Rating: Someplace between R and NC-17

Title: Reality Check (Pt 11)
Rating: PG

Title: Confirmation (Pt.12)
Rating: G


Title: Trick or Treat (Pt 13)

Rating: G
Summary: “Oh my god you’re Christopher Robin.”

Fix You-14
Rating:PG
Word Count: 1320

Summary-After School [after Breakfast], Stiles and Derek start fixing things
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I own no one because slavery is illegal.

Talking Helped- 15
Rating: G
Word Count: 729
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I own no one because slavery is illegal.

Yeah It Hurt, But I'm Stiles- 16
Rating: R/NC-17
Word Count: 2420
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I own no one because slavery is illegal.

Happy Birthday-17
Rating:PG
Word Count: 878
Disclaimer: No copyright infringement intended. I own no one because slavery is illegal.
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Rating: NC-17 overall this part PG-13
Word Count: 1820~
Author: [livejournal.com profile] aleshia10
Warnings: (eventual) Bareback (Practice safe sex wear condoms!), rough sex, language
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary: Sequel to I'll Make You Stay. They figured it wouldn't be hard to make Stiles stay. A few well placed kisses and he would bend to their every whim. They didn't think they would actually have to work to make him fall in love with them.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction


Morning After (1/?)

Stiles jerked awake and winced at the pain that shot through his lower half. "Okay I'm never taking two at once ever again." When the mumbled words finally registered in his head he flew from the bed. What in the hell was he thinking? Did he just...with Scott...with Derek? Oh dear lord and Scott said they were-and Derek agreed! Oh sweet lord he was gonna have a panic attack. He quickly pulled his clothes on (almost failing when he tried to hop and put his pants on) and let out a (girly) scream at the sound of his phone ringing. He scrambled to find his phone (Under the bed? How did that happen?) and answered it just in time to have his dad yell.

"Genim Stiles Stilinski!"

"H-hey dad." Stiles said nervously.

"Don't you 'hey dad' me! Where in the hell were you last night?"

"I was uhhh...with Scott?" More of a question then an answer.

"That's funny because I called his mother, and she told me that Scott said he was with you. At our house."

"Uhh yeah, see about that we stayed at a friend’s house last night."

"Uh huh and which friend would that be?"

"..." He mumbled something unintelligible.

"Excuse me?"

"D-Derek Hale?" He pulled the phone away from his ear and winced waiting for the yell he knew was coming.

"Derek Hale?"

"Yeah."

"The same Derek Hale who you let me believe was a murderer? The same Derek Hale who's 24, which is 6 years older then you. The same Derek Hale who makes it a habit to hang around teenagers? The same Derek Hale that has an extremely sektchey past and probably equally as sketchy future?"

"Uhhh...yeah?"

"Stiles."

"Yes."

"You have 10 minutes to get here or you're grounded."

"You can't ground me I'm leaving for college in like a month."

"Stiles, don't make me come get you."

"I'll be home in 5." His dad was going to kill him when he got home. A calm dad was never a good sign. He checked his pockets to make sure his keys were still there and quickly made his way out of the room and down the hall towards the front door. As he neared the front door a sound caught his attention, it was coming from the kitchen.

So you know that awkward moment where you walk in on your best-friend having sex? No? Well stiles was free if that awkward moment too...until now. He quietly peeked his head around the corner and nearly passed out at the sight. Derek had Scott bent over the kitchen table and was fucking into him slowly. Scott's sleep pants were pulled halfway down his legs, and Derek's were down around his ankles. Nether wolf had on shirts and Scott’s skin was peppered with bite marks and hickies. Derek’s Chest was covered with scratches and bites which could have been from last night or from what they were just doing. Derek had a tight grip on the Beta's hair but it obviously didn't bother Scott any since he was moaning like a bitch in heat (Which admittedly wasn't the best analogy that he could've used but come on you gotta admit the noises coming out of Scott’s mouth could only be described by it).

Scott's mouth opened in a silent scream and his back arched. "I'm gonna come!" And he did, all over the kitchen table.

"Oh come on! I eat at that table!" Stiles felt his face heat up and froze as both wolves turned glowing eyes to him. He heard Derek let out a growly grunt, which he knew from last night, meant he just came. Scott let out a whimper and pressed back into Derek. "I'm just gonna..." He pointed behind him towards the door. "go." He ran (literally) out to his car and fumbled with his car keys. As he pulled the car door open it was stopped half way but a tan hand. He followed the hand up a tanned arm to meet his best friend’s confused face.

“Where are you going?”

“Home. My dad called.” Scott’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion but he nodded his head. “Can you let go of the door so I can go?” Scotts hand moved from the door to cup Stiles cheek and caressed the soft flesh with his thumb. “Okay that’s not what I meant.” Scott took another step towards Stiles pressing the smaller body against the side of the Jeep. “Scott?” Stiles was trapped between the hand on his cheek, the hot (heat hot not that kind of hot although Scott shirtless was hot) body in front, and an arm pressed against the hood of the car. His eyes widened and his breath hitched when Scott’s face moved closer. “Don’t!” But his whispered word was ignored and moist smooth lip pressed against his own.

Okay so kissing Scott was like the greatest thing since sliced bread. Okay it was way better then sliced bread but having those plush lips caress his own took away his thinking ability. He let out a whimper when his bottom was gently nibbled and opened his mouth. He was greeted by a hot tongue and the mixed flavor of Derek and Scott. He squeaked and pulled out of the kiss when Scott rolled his hips against his own and he felt a hard on forming in his pants. He felt Scott’s hot breath against his neck and shivered when lips ghosted across the exposed flesh. He moaned when his flesh was pulled into a hot mouth and laved with attention. Despite his better judgment (a.k.a. his hard on) he gathered all his will power and pushed Scott away. He glared at Scott’s smug look and climbed quickly into his car and pulling away.

****

He walked into his house and found his Dad sitting at the kitchen table waiting for him. “Have a seat Stiles.” Yeah…sitting was the last thing he wanted to do right now his ass was still sore from the freaking car ride. He gingerly took a seat across from his father and tried to act as if nothing was wrong. “What were you doing at Derek’s?” Stiles knew that tone. It was the ‘I already know what happened so just tell me the truth voice’.  And for some reason Stiles has yet to tell the truth when ever that tone was used (except for the one time when his Dad asked why he was looking up porn on his work computer, that didn’t end to well).

“We just hung out.”

“And hanging out with Derek involved him giving you those hickies?”

His hand instinctively went up to touch the bruised flesh on his neck. “That is a bruise from…wrestling. We were wrestling and I hit my neck on the leg of the coffee table.

“Stiles, I’m a cop, remember?”

“Okay so they’re hickies but I didn’t get them from Derek (at least not that one), it’s from Scott.” At the shocked look on his Dad’s face stiles realized what he said. “No! What I meant was-well you see-we just…please don’t tell his mom.” Stiles pleaded.

“So that’s why you guys go to Derek’s? So you can screw around? What else do you do there? Drink? Do drugs?”

“Dad it’s not like that!”

“It obviously is! You go to his house to have sex!”

“It’s not like that! It just happened; I had no intention of having sex with Scott again.”

“Again?!”

Stiles could’ve smacked himself. “It only happened once before, at school, but that wasn’t planned either!”

“At school?!” Oh sweet Jesus he was digging his own grave and was going to put his Dad in an early one. Wait his Dad was getting up. Why was he getting up? And grabbing his car keys?

“Dad?”

“I have to go take care of some things”

“Dad? Where are you going?”

“Stiles,” he let out a sigh. “I love you. Don’t you ever forget that, okay? I just…I just need a moment to digest okay?”

Stiles fidgeted nervously. “You…you’re coming back…right?”

“Of course Stiles I just need some alone time.” Stiles nodded and watched his Dad leave. When he could no longer hear the sound of his father’s car he slowly sank back into his seat and buried his head into his arms. As far as morning after’s goes, today could’ve gone a whole lot smoother.

The End of Chapter 1!

Okay so its multi chapter and I have an outline made up of what should go into each chapter. Story should be anywhere from 10-20 Chapters long each chapter around 1400 words some chapters may be way more but never less.

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Stiles didn't even have a chance to knock before the door was yanked open and he was pulled roughly inside and pressed against the door. "You're late."

"I'm sorry my Dad is a little bit more cautious about letting me leave since he found out I wasn't a blushing virgin." Stiles said sarcastically.

"Hardly a virgin and the only blush I saw was from your hole after having two cocks shoved inside." Stiles felt as if his face were on fire. I mean who says things like that with a serious face. I mean it's like He did it on purpose, trying to make him blush. Seriously the guy is a first class creep he-he was kissing him…well more like devouring his mouth. Stiles can honestly say if Derek keeps kissing him like this he is his guilt for lying to his Dad may totally be worth it.

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Masterpost of All Fiction
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For the sake of my sanity I have decided to do a Masterpost for all my stories. It's small now but will definately grow.

Teen Wolf

Title: You Can't Leave Me (Complete)
Word Count:3145
Rating: R/NC-17
Warnings: PWP (slight plot), rimming, slash, threesome 

Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary:In retrospect, Stiles should have seen this coming. I mean the whole Derek fucking Stiles through the mattress, and Scott fucking him through the wall should’ve told him something.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction

Title: How To Fall In Love In 32 Days (a.k.a Sequel to You Can't Leave Me) (WIP)
Rating: NC-17 overall this part PG-13
Word Count: 1820~
Author[livejournal.com profile] aleshia10
Warnings: (eventual) Bareback (Practice safe sex wear condoms!), rough sex, language
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary: Sequel to You Can't Leave Me. They figured it wouldn't be hard to make Stiles stay. A few well placed kisses and he would bend to their every whim. They didn't think they would actually have to work to make him fall in love with them.
Disclaimer: I own nothing work of total fiction
TEEN WOLF MPREG PRETENDING!VERSE
Title: Let's Pretend (Pt. 1)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] aleshia10
Word Count: 511
Rating: PG
Summary:  He doesn't correct his doctor when she calls them a couple; he’s too busy relishing in the moment of a nonexistent relationship.
Warnings: Angst? Written in a rush.
Disclaimer: I make no money and I don’t own the characters or the people who play them.

Title: You And Me (Pt. 2)
Rating: pg-13
Author: [livejournal.com profile] aleshia10
Word count: 992
Summary: “Daddy may be gone, and he may not even like me, but I’ll have you forever and always.” Pretend!Verse
Warning: Slightly graphic-ish birthing process not much just erring on the side of caution.

Title: Strike Three (Pt.3)
Author: [livejournal.com profile] aleshia10
Word Count: 693
Rating: PG
Summary:  What made him growl was the fact that Stiles was at the restaurant with a wolf that wasn’t Derek and wasn’t someone in their pack, and to make matters worse he was touching his son. Pretending!Verse
Warnings: Written in a rush.Disclaimer: I make no money and I don’t own the characters or the people who play them.



J2

Title: Starting Anew (WIP)
Rating:NC-17
Word Count: WIP
Warnings: Description of child abuse, Violence, Language, Smut, Rimming, Toys
Characters/Pairings: Jensen Ackles/Jared Padalecki, Chris Kane/Steve Carlson, Chad Murray/James Lafferty, Tom Welling/Mike Rosenbaum, and Dean Ackles/Misha Collins, Genevieve Cortese, Danneel Harris, David Boreanaz, Sophia Bush, and Jason Manns (others mentioned).
Summary: Jensen is the average man, a second grade teacher, and has a identical twin brother who teaches high school. He just got out of a bad relationship and isn't looking for anything new. Jared is a recently single father, a successful actor, and not looking for much. When Jensen finds his son lost in the store, a friendship forms that could definitely turn into more.
Disclaimer: I own nothing, this never happened, totally fake!




Title: Alpha's and Omega (Complete)
Word count: 1,713
Pairing: J2/Misha
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Summary: PWP, Misha’s 1st heat....enough said
Warning: Knotting, underage,  Age difference (Jared 27/Jensen 29/Misha 15), slight bondage(hands tied), Needy!Heat!Misha.
Disclaimer: I OWN NOTHING AND THIS NEVER HAPPENED


 

Title: Musical Drabbles (Complete)
Summary: 10 drabbles based on the songs that my itunes picked on shuffle
Rating:G-as close to NC-17 as you can get in 3 minuets
Warnings: Smut & Toys
Characters: Jared/Jensen, Jeff, Chad, Chris
Word Count: ~2,300
Disclaimer: I own nothing and this most definitely, never happened


Title: Undercover Lover (complete)
Rating:Strong R close to NC-17Warning: Sex and violence
Disclaimer: Completely fake
Written For: spn_hardcore's 2nd 'Mpreg' - Meme
Prompt:Jensen used to be one of the best undercover cops doing the job then he went undercover in the Padalecki organization and fell for the top boss, Jared. Jensen was so very compromised, and couldn't turn Jared in - someone else had to do that. When they finally came to arrest Jared, Jensen had just found out he was pregnant. Jensen didn't tell anyone about his baby, especially since the angry cops who finally arrested Jared burned Jensen's cover - outing him as a cop to Jared and all his most trusted crew.
Jensen knew that he had to run - in a few months he would be too vulnerable, heavily pregnant with the baby. He also knew that the charges against Jared and company might not stick as well as the cops thought and Jensen had to protect his coming little one, it was the last piece of Jared he was allowed to have.
Bonus points: Jared always knew Jensen was a cop; Jared finds Jensen heavily pregnant and has to keep his crew from hurting him



Title: Undercover Lover (Complete & Chinese)
Translated by: [livejournal.com profile] nor_noreen
Rating:
Strong R close to NC-17

Warning: Sex and violence
Disclaimer: Completely fake
Written For: spn_hardcore's 2nd 'Mpreg' - Meme
There are some truely amazing people in the world. About a month or so ago [livejournal.com profile] nor_noreen asked to translate Undercover Lover and I was so excited how could I possibly say no. So I am happy to present to you my first EVER translated fic. It's in Chinese and I can't read a lick of it but I still go to it just to look at it.


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Word count:3145
Rating: R/NC-17
Author:[livejournal.com profile] aleshia10
Warnings: PWP (slight plot), rimming, slash, threesome (didn't check for errors because i was tired let me know of any and i'll fix them in the morning/tomorrow)
Parings: Derek/Stiles, Derek/Scott, Stiles/Scott, Derek/Scott/Stiles
Summary:In retrospect, Stiles should have seen this coming. I mean the whole Derek fucking Stiles through the mattress, and Scott fucking him through the wall should’ve told him something.


You Can’t Leave Me
 
In retrospect, Stiles should have seen this coming. I mean the whole Derek fucking Stiles through the mattress, and Scott fucking him through the wall should’ve told him something. He knew Scott and Derek had this, well for a lack of a better word, thing, going on ever since Allison called it quits s month into senior year. The first few days Scott kind of walked around like a shell not talking to anyone, not eating, and actually doing in well in class (Which wasn’t actually bad just odd considering its Scott). Then suddenly he became an ass hole. Snapping at everyone for even the stupidest thing, freaking out all the animals at the vet clinic, and snapping at Stiles (Which also wasn’t all that new but when the snapping started to involve actual teeth that made stile a little nervous). So Stile being the Awesome and caring best friend that he is calmly asked Derek for his help (Which actually meant he ran screaming towards the Alpha begging him to fix Scott).
 
So to say Stiles was happy when Scott finally started to calm down after a few days was and understatement, he was ecstatic. Well he was until Scott started to blow him off for Derek which he never in a million years would’ve guessed. Stiles just chalked it up to Scott finally stepping up to his post in the pack. Their awkward pack consisting on Derek, Scott, Jackson, Lydia, and the two humans Danny and himself.  He was fine with that answer until one day while changing after lacrosse he noticed a bruise on Scott.
 
“Dude what happened?” Stiles asked gesturing to the mark.
 
“Derek and I were fighting.”
 
“Oh.” Stiles shrugged it off and they continued changing in silence.
 
“I have to go meet Derek, I’ll see you later.”
 
Stiles nodded as he struggled to pull on his shoe. “See ya.” When he finally got his shoe on he actually thought about Scotts answer. That made no sense, how could he get a bruise on his neck from fighting, he’d understand if it was shaped like a hand, but it actually looked like a hickey. “…OH MY GOD! It’s a hickey!” Stile scrambled to grab his stuff and attempted to Catch up to Scott. When he got outside it was just in time to see the black Camaro speed around the corner.
 
When he went to ask Scott about it the next day he chickened out and completely changed the subject. He figured if Scott wanted him to know he would tell him so he let it be and waited. A few days turned in to a few weeks and those weeks into months and soon it was only 3 months until graduation, Stiles was accepted into a few colleges, and Scott still hadn’t said anything. Stiles was starting to get aggravated with the lack of best friending that Scott had going on and was going to call him on it…until he ran into Allison in the hallway. He tried to hide from her but failed epically and found himself with an arm full Allison who was grinning from ear to ear.
 
“H-hey Allison.” Stiles hugged her back awkwardly.
 
“Stiles you will not believe what I just found out!”
 
“What?”
 
“I got into UCLA!” She said jumping slightly in place.
 
“Well then I guess congratulation is in order, because you got into UCLA and that’s a good thing. And you congratulate people when good things happen.” He scratched his head nervously. “Why are you telling me things that you need to be congratulated for?”
 
“You got in too, right?”
 
“Well yeah but I-”
 
“That means we’ll actually know somebody on campus.” The bell rang drawing their conversation to a close. “Gotta go, I’ll talk to you later.”
 
He watched Allison run/walk down the hall before mumbling to himself. “I never actually said if I was going or not.” He turned to head for his class but bumped into a solid body. “Oh, Scott, hi I was just on my way to class.” Stiles doesn’t even have enough time to register what’s going on let alone protest before he finds himself pressed against the wall of the janitors closet with Scott working his pants off. “Scott don’t-oh fuck.” Stiles attempted command to stop Scott broke off as Scott grabbed his half interested dick.
 
“You aren’t leaving me.” Everything after that was a blur of want, sweat, and pleasure. When Stiles finally regained his senses his front was pressed against the wall and his legs were shaking, of course he could only tell that his legs were shaking because he could feel his whole body shake.
 
“I can’t feel my legs.” And sure he could’ve said something else instead like ‘What the fuck Scott’ or ‘You raped me you ass hole!’ but Stiles knows that around the third or fourth finger pushing inside he was begging for it. He left himself slowly start to slide to the ground but was stopped in his decent by arms around his waist. He felt Scott pepper his skin with kisses and only then did he realize Scott was whispering.
 
“Can’t leave me. Not allowed. Mine. Can’t leave.” He was going to ask what Scott was talking about when he felt fingers pushing against his already abused hole, circling around the puffy skin and slicking through the escaped cum. The fingers pressed inside and shoved brutally against his prostate making his back bow in what had to be a painful arc. He let out a garbled sound and a whine when he felt his dick twitch in interest.
 
“I can’t. Too much, I can’t even stand. We’re in the freaking janitor’s closet, cliché much!” Apparently that wasn’t a good enough reason for Scott.  He flung Stiles around and lifted him so his legs could wrap around his waist pausing only long enough to make sure Stiles was secure before plunging in. And by no means was Stiles complaining, I mean his bestfriend was fucking him through the wall and it felt great. And Stiles figured since Scotts eyes kept switching to their wolfy glowing gold that Scott wasn’t all there so he didn’t feel so bad for letting it happen. Oh he felt bad later when they stumbled out of the janitor’s closet, Scott all smug with a grin on his face and Stile completely disheveled and eyes glazed. The guilt was momentarily put on pause when Scott pressed him against the wall and proceeded to devour his whole mouth. It wasn’t until Scott pulled away and was already walking down the hall that he saw Danny and Jackson. Jackson had a knowing smile on his face and Danny’s was one of pure confusion, and no Stiles did not run down the hall trying to escape his embarrassment, he was late to class and wanted to get his notes.
 
The fact that he avoided Scott like the plague had nothing to do with that situation. And let me tell you avoiding your bestfriend is already hard, avoiding your bestfriend who was also a werewolf was nearly impossible. Although thanks to the grace of somebody out there Stiles successfully avoided Scott for 2 and a half weeks and also had legitimate excuses to get out of pack meetings for the next 3 weeks. Things were going good in his own personal opinion that is until he went into his room one day and found Derek sitting on his bed. He jumped and let out a not so manly scream before he glared at the Alpha sitting on his bed.
 
“You know I thought we moved past the whole creeperesque habit of you coming in through my bedroom window, to the normal people thing of knocking on the front door.” He only received a glare in return.
 
“You’ve been avoiding the pack.”
 
“No. No I haven’t things just have been…off lately.”
 
“For three weeks?”
 
“Yes, the first one I was sick (He didn’t have to know that he had worried himself into a stomach ache and throwing up) the second one, my dad took me out of town (Because he had asked/begged him stating they needed more father/son time) And this passed one I had to work on a project (Which wasn’t due for another week and he had a partner but that was just minor details).”
 
“And your reason for missing todays?”
 
“There was a pack meeting today?”
 
“Yes, which you would’ve know if had gone to any of the others.”
 
“Okay well I’m sorry for missing the meetings so if you would be so kind as to get off my bed I’m tired and need a nap.”
 
“You’ve been avoiding Scott.”
 
Stiles opened and closed his mouth a few times. “No I’m not.” Derek gave him a look. “Okay so maybe I am but you don’t understand!”
 
“Then help me understand.” Stiles opened his mouth then promptly snapped it shut. Yeah, how do you tell Derek Hale a.k.a your Alpha that your bestfriend who, for all you know considering the evidence, is his boyfriend, fucked you through the wall at school. He opened his mouth to try again but all that came out was a rush of air.
 
“You know what, it isn’t important. Now if you would be so kind as to leave I have to take nap then I have to call David. Actually now that I think about it I should call David before I take my nap. There’s no tell if he’ll even be there when I wake up. Of course I do have his cell number I could call him on that, yeah that sounds like a plan. Now where in the hell did I put his number?” Stiles started ruffling through the thousands of papers on his desk look for the card that had David’s number. “Ah hah!” he turned to lean against his desk and saw Derek was still here, only now he was only a few step away from Stiles.
 
“Who’s David?”
 
“My admissions counselor for UCLA.”
 
“Your what?”
 
“Admissions counselor. You know the guy who makes sure I’m mentally and financially ready for college in the fall.”
 
“College?”
 
“Yes Derek, college you know the place you go after high school.”
 
“You’re not going to UCLA.”
 
“Who are you now my father?”
 
“No I’m your Alpha.”
 
“Hate to break it to you hale but I’m not a wolf, therefore pack laws do apply to me.”
 
“Hate to break it to you Stilinski.” He snatched Stiles’ phone and tossed it across the room. “But you are part of the pack, forever. Not when it’s only a convenience to you. And as a member of the pack my rules are law, and rule number one is what I say goes, and I say you aren’t going to UCLA.”
 
“What is with you and Scott! UCLA is 5 hours away, it’s not like I’m going to a school in another state.”
 
“You are not going to UCLA.” Derek growled while moving into Stiles’ personal space.
 
“I’m sure as hell not staying here. And nothing you say or do is going to convince me otherwise.”  Stiles moved around Derek to get his cell that landed on the floor by his bed.
 
“Actually,” His eyes glowed red. “I think I can.” The situation was very similar to the one with Scott except it was Derek, he was bent over the bed, his shirt was pulled over his head and trapped his arms, and he was a moaning, swearing, panting mess. Derek thoroughly fucked him through the mattress and when he pulled out he moved to lick his own cum out of Stiles’ hole. Stile totally did not squeak when his tongue dipped inside, it was a high pitched moan. And no he did not get his rock off with Derek’s tongue deep inside where he couldn’t get off with a dick. And he was most certainly not begging for more the whole entire time. When Derek was satisfied that the mess was gone he pulled his clothes back on and gripped Stiles by the back of the neck and pulled him into a kiss. He looked into brown glazed eyes before smirking. “Scott’s upset, it’s your fault, fix it.”
 
So those two things should’ve gave him a sign that maybe things weren’t in s neat box like he thought they were. And maybe his current situation could’ve been avoided and he could be enjoying a dinner with his dad at a nice fancy restaurant as a celebration of his graduation and acceptance into UCLA. In his defense Derek never told him when to apologize to Scott, and when he was around Scott he quickly as possible left the room, so it wasn’t really his fault that he never got to apologize until the day after graduation.
 
And it really wasn’t his fault that Stiles found himself lying on top of Scott with his dick already buried inside of him and Derek working him open even for to press inside a long with Scott. So, in retrospect he should’ve seen this coming. If mention leaving for UCLA to each of them individually got his brains fucked out, telling then he was leaving august 26th to move on campus was something he shouldn’t have done. He let out a whimper and tensed when he felt Derek press the head of his penis at his already filled hole. “Relax.” Derek growled.
 
Stiles glared over his shoulder at Derek. “Let me see you relax when you have two giant dicks inside of you.” Stiles snapped.
 
“Look at me.” Stiles turned to Scott whose eyes were stuck on the color amber but seemed to be in full control of his wolf, no claws or teeth. Scott smiled at him before leaning up and kissing him gently. Stiles moaned softly and kissed back. Scott was quick to plunge into his mouth and dominate relaxing him into the kiss and the hard body beneath him. He forgot about Derek trying to press in until the head plus a few inches breached the tight muscle. He snatched away from the kiss as if burned and instinctively tried to move away from the burning pain. He whined and let out a pained sound when two pairs of hands moved to hold him in place.
 
“Hurts.” He reached blindly behind him for Derek in a halfhearted attempt to get him to stop pressing forward. On the one hand he wanted him to stop it burned so freaking bad, but on the other hand he wanted him to keep going wondering what if would feel like to have them both inside. When Derek finally, finally bottomed out Stiles let out a relieved sigh. He felt so full, and kind of like he had to use the bathroom. He rolled his hips slowly trying to get a feel for having two dicks inside instead of one, and jumped when twin growls filled the air.
 
“Be still.” Stiles didn’t need to be told twice. It felt like forever seemed to pass only to return in the form of Derek and Scott moving in a rhythm that made his arms go weak and he ended up with his face buried in the crook of Scott’s neck. The hand that had been an earlier attempt to stop Derek had somehow, despite the awkwardness of the position, found its way to Derek’s hair and was holding on tightly.
 
“I’m gonna pass out.” Was panted hotly against Scott’s neck. He felt someone’s dick press against his prostate. “Oh hell I’m gonna pass out.”
 
“Breathe.” Scott or Derek, his pleasure wrecked brain couldn’t figure out who, suggested.
 
“Fuck I can’t. Too much.” He felt them slow down. “I didn’t say stop.”
 
“You were going to pass out.” Scott or Derek, still couldn’t tell.
 
“Don’t care, keep going.” Oh fuck did they keep going. It was all too much yet not enough and he needed moremoremore  but on the same hand it was to fucking much. He could feel his orgasm building starting at the base of his skull and the tips of his toes. He could see spots forming in his vision, of course that could be attributed to the fact that his eyes kept hitting the back of his head; of course that was when they weren’t squeezed shut. “I’m about to pass out.” Immediately after the words left his lips he was hit with an orgasm that was far too intense to be normal before promptly passing out.
 
He wasn’t sure how long he was out but when he came to he was clean, naked, and cocooned between two wolves who were languidly sharing kisses above his head. When the pair realized he was awake they shifted down in the bed so they were more or less on an even level. He glanced back and for the between the two before finally speaking. “I know I might end up regretting it but I have to ask. What in the hell is up with you two.” There was a few moments of silence before Scott spoke.
 
“I’m Derek’s mate.”
 
“I figured as much when I saw the hickies and was getting the same Allison treatment but it was for Derek. What I want to know is what does that have to do with me.”
 
“You’re my mate.” Silence filled the room.
 
“I’m not following.”
 
“I’m Derek’s mate, you’re my mate, but you aren’t Derek’s mate.”
 
“Okay…” he turned to Derek. “Okay now elaborate.”
 
“Scott is my mate. I love him and he loves me. At first it was just a wolf thing but then the human part got involved. You’re Scott’s mate, he loves you and you love him, although since you aren’t wolf you didn’t know that. That’s why he got angry when he heard you were leaving. You and I have no connection other than Scott. We can grow to love each other but the connection between us will never be as strong as the one we share individually with Scott.”
 
“And the reason you got all mad because I said I was going to UCLA?”
 
“If Scott’s upset I’m upset. You’re his mate he can’t handle being without you.”
 
“Oh.” A comfortable silence filled the room.
 
“You’re awfully calm about this.”
 
“Oh don’t worry I have my freak out planned for bright and early tomorrow morning, it’s just right now I feel blissed out and don’t feel like ruining it.” He let out a yawn and started to doze off. “I’m still going to UCLA” were his last mumbled words before he succumbed to the pull of oblivion. He didn’t hear Scotts whimper or Derek’s slightly irritated growl.
 
“He can’t leave me.” Scott said softly.
 
“Don’t worry Scott, he won’t.”  His eyes flashed red as he looked at the sleeping boy, a plan already forming in his head.
 
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