Fix You

Feb. 11th, 2012 12:17 pm
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Fix You (Past- After School [after Breakfast])

Derek was used to having the group of teens show up at his house after school some time all of them came sometimes a few, and on a rare occasion none of them show up at all. He had asked Stiles to come over after school and Stiles said he would after he got yelled at by his Dad for being gone last night and not telling him where he was. So now at 3:40 it was just him and Tyler. He watched Tyler with a half-smile as he tried to master the art of holding his booboo keys. Ridiculous name for a toy, yes, but Tyler loved those stupid plastic keys on their brightly colored ring.

Derek was pretty sure Tyler was going to be a wolf. At 3 months and a week old he was doing things a lot earlier than his pediatrician's said he would. At two weeks old we was already lifting his head and now when they sat him up he looked all over the room. He also smiled and cooed when he knew or saw himself or Stiles near. The front door opened and he heard Jackson, Stiles, and Danny walking into the house. He heard Stiles let out a chuckle and say something about how he thought Jackson was with Scott before they finally talked.

"If Jackson so much as even thinks of Scott as more than our Alpha's Beta I'll castrate him." Danny growled out.

"Danny I think that would be more of a punishment for you than it would be for him." Stiles said with a chuckle.

"Stiles my friend, you have it all backwards." Derek heard Jackson's spluttered words trying to defend his wounded pride.

"Oh my god! Jackson you-and Danny you-I totally thought-ugh, how did I get that wrong!" The trio walked into the living room to see Derek sitting on the floor in front of Tyler in his bouncy seat. Stiles dropped his book bag and crawled on the floor over to Tyler with a smile on his face. "Hi baby! Did you miss me today? I missed you." Stiles unbuckled Tyler from his bouncer and pulled him into his lap. Derek inwardly smiled as he watched Stiles and Tyler together, Stiles fawning over their son and Tyler greedily soaking up the attention and laughing. "Aren't you so excited? Daddy got called off today so that means I get to spend my whole day with you. I was going to let you spend time with Grandpa but he's a little mad at me today so you can see him later or tomorrow." Tyler let out a happy screech. "You would think it's funny Grandpa is mad at me wouldn't you, taking after your other Dad already. What is he teaching you when I'm away?"

Stiles was so absorbed in his conversation he didn't notice the three pairs of eyes watching him. "And guess what I learned today? I learned that your Uncle Jackson is Danny's b-"

"Woah! Hey! That's enough of that conversation!" Jackson quickly interrupted. "How about Danny and I take Tyler upstairs to play while you and Derek talk."

Stiles laughed and handed Tyler to Jackson. "I was going to say baby you know."

"Yeah, sure, of course you were." Stiles watched Danny and Jackson disappear up the stairs before flopping back to lean against the couch.

"So…what did you want to talk about?" Derek moved to sit next to Stiles but didn't answer. "You know wanting to talk means you have to you know…actually talk." Derek cupped Stiles' cheek and leaned in to give him a deep, quick, but searing kiss. When he pulled away Stiles' eyes were closed but his brow was furrowed in confusion before his eyes blinked open.

"I'm an idiot." Derek said when Stiles' chocolate eyes finally locked on him. "I thought by pushing you away that it would hurt less when you left but I was wrong."

"I wasn't going anywhere." Stiles mumbled.

"I know that now but I didn't when your Dad came pounding on my door. After he threatened my life, he told me that you were either giving the baby up for adoption or he and you were moving. I knew you weren't going to give him up, you had already told me you weren't but I didn't want you to move either. I told your Dad I would only be in the baby's life, I hadn't meant to be such an ass about it but I didn't know how to be nice about it. Hell, is there a nice way to tell someone you're avoiding them?"

Derek moved to lean back against the couch. "When I saw you at the Pizzeria with that other wolf I snapped. It was easy to do when you were mad at me and I thought you were alone. You know how people say as long as the person they love is happy, even when it's not them then they're happy too? That's total and complete bull. You were laughing and touch and being happy with someone that wasn't me and I couldn't handle it."

"So you decided to attack my friend."

"I told you I was sorry." Stiles snorted. "And I meant it. That wolf and his family have lived here for a while and I've never had problems with them. It was the look that came over your face when he played with Tyler that made me do what I did. I was only intending to tell him to leave but it escalated."

"And the kiss?"

"I was going to kiss you either way."

"I meant the kiss from a few minutes ago."

"I wanted to kiss you one last time in case you tell me I'm too late and you're with the other wolf."

"I'm not with Tony. We hung out once and clicked and usually get together for lunch and stuff on the weekends. He helps me sometimes when I need a last minute babysitter too. But he does like me and if I wasn't so hung up on you I would have gotten with him in a heartbeat."

"Are you going to keep seeing him?"

"He's my friend I'm not going to just stop talking to him and hanging out because you want me to." Derek's eyes flashed briefly but he didn't say anything. "So where does this leave us?"

"I want to be with you but I know it's not going to happen straight away. We have issues we need to work out, our number one being your Dad."

"My Dad is a stubborn man."

"Considering you're his son, it doesn't surprise me."

"I'll take that as a compliment." Stiles said with a smile. "Can you do me a favor?"

"Depends. Doesn't it involve my life being at risk?"

"No." Stiles gnawed on his bottom lip. "Can you kiss me again? It'll be a while before I let you do it again and I need something to hold me over." Derek didn't need to be told twice. Stiles sighed into the kiss and gently cupped Derek's cheeks with both hands. This was pure torture knowing that he won't feel these Delicious. Amazing. Oh my god yes! Lips against his again. He let out a whine when Derek pulled away. "One more." He mumbled against his lips.

"I thought you said it would be a while." Derek chuckled.

"Shut up and kiss me you stupid wolf." Derek pressed their lips together again and yep, he was definitely going to miss this.

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Recipient:[ profile] eleuthermaniac
Title: Lost and Found
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/kinks:H/c, underage, age gap; (Jensen /24/Jared 16) 
Brief Summary:one night,older!Jensen stumbles upon homeless!Jared takes him home and feeds him...Jared says thank you

Lost & Found

Jensen felt a chill run down his spine; it was cold outside. It was well into fall, extremely close to winter, and a few small snowflakes fell from the sky but melted the instant they touched the ground. He had to take his dog Charlie, who was a Siberian huskie, out for his, really their, nightly jog/walk. A habit they both picked up due to Jensen’s crazy class schedule that carried over into his work schedule. When Charlie stopped at the opening of an alleyway they had passed far too many times to count Jensen gently tugged on his leash to try and get him to come along. When Charlie let out a whimper and took a few hesitant steps into the dark alley before pacing back and forth quickly Jensen walked over to him.

“What is it Charlie?” Charlie let out another whimper before darting quickly inside. Jensen heard the startled gasp and ran inside to find Charlie. “Charlie!” Charlie was sniffing and nosing at a pile of dirty old clothes and blankets. When Charlie let out a bark and the pile flinched that’s when Jensen noticed the mop of dirty hair. Charlie grabbed hold of one of the raggedy blankets and pulled it sharply off the shivering figure. “Charlie, no!” The figure sat straight up and scooted as far away from Charlie and Jensen as he could. He stared up with wide fearful eyes at Jensen before scrambling to his feet and taking off in a run towards the other end of the alley.

Jensen quickly took off after him letting out a sharp whistle to let Charlie know to follow him. The kid was only a few feet ahead of him but he was starting to gain distance. The kid took a sharp left and darted into another alley that Jensen knew was a dead end. He found the person staring with wide eyes at the giant fence that was impossible to climb over. Jensen slowed down and slowly walked up to the man. “I’m not going to hurt you.” The man turned around allowing Jensen to get a good proper look at him. The man…kid actually, was covered in dirt and grime that showed he had been on the streets for a while. Charlie let out a bark and jumped and weaved between the two. “And Charlie won’t hurt you either.” The boy licked his lips and took a hesitant step backwards. “I’m not going to do anything to you I swear I just was going to offer to help you. It’s freezing out here and I have this bad habit of putting others people’s needs before mine.” Charlie walked over to the boy and nudged his nose against his hand. The kid jerked his hand back as if burned but all Charlie did was rub his head against the kids leg instead. “Will you let me help you?”

“My name is Jensen by the way, Jensen Ackles. My Mom owns the grocery store on 31st and my Dad owns the Auto shop on 22nd. I’m trying to open a bakery but it’s hard trying to find a place that already has a kitchen inside.” Jensen picked up Charlie’s leash he had dropped at some point and held it out for the kid to take. “You want to walk him, of course since its Charlie it’ll be more like he’s walking you.” The kid slowly reached out for the leash and quickly snatched it out of Jensen’s hand. “Let’s go home Charlie.” Charlie let out a happy bark and led to two out of the alley and in the direction of Jensen’s home. “I should tell you now I live alone so when I have company I tend to switch between talking entirely too much and being completely silent.”

Jensen fell silent and Charlie tugged harder on the leash when the trio neared Jensen’s house. “That’s my house.” He said pointing to a two story building. “Well it’s not really my house…well I guess it is. My parents bought it for me as a surprise when I graduated college last year. I’m not really sure why they bought it for me since I’m going to go back for my masters this coming year, but I’m not going to complain.” Jensen walked up into the porch and unlocked the door, unclipped Charlie’s leash and watched Charlie dash inside. He turned to see the kid standing awkwardly on the porch. “You can come in.”

The kid hesitantly walked in through the doorway and stood awkwardly in the living room. “So I keep calling you kid in my head. Can you tell me your name?”

The kid spoke so softly Jensen only just heard him. “J-Jared.”

“Jared?” The kid, Jared, nodded. “So are you hungry or would you like to shower first?”

“C-can I shower f-first?”

“Of course.” Jensen led Jared to his bedroom where he rifled through his drawers until he found some sweats and a T-shirt Jared could wear. “I’m pretty sure these are going to be to big but It’s all I have. I’ll go get you some clothes tomorrow if you’d like.”

Jared rubbed his thumb over the soft cotton that he held tightly in his hand. “Y-you don’t h-have to.”

“It’s okay, I want to.” Jensen led Jared to the bathroom and showed him how to work the knobs. “While you shower I’m going to make us something quick to eat.” Jensen left Jared in the bathroom to handle his business and went down stairs to make a quick batch of pasta and meat sauce. He was just finished placing pasta into bowls when he heard feet shuffling in the entrance way of the kitchen. He turned to find Jared standing there fiddling with his entirely to long hair that brushed against his shoulder. And was clean but still hand obvious tangles throughout. He sat the bowls on the table. “Hungry?” Jared jerkily nodded. “Sit down and eat.” Jared slowly sat down and picked up his fork his first bite was hesitant but after that he quickly devoured his bowl before Jensen was close to being half way done. Jensen looked up to see Jared’s face with a deep blush and him staring at his empty bowl.

“C-can I h-have some more?”

“Sure.” Jensen scooped up Jared’s bowl and scooped another serving into Jared’s bowl. He handed the bowl to Jared who ate it a much more subdued pace. Jensen finished his bowl only a few bites before Jared. “Still hungry?” Jared shook his head no. “Thirsty?” Jared nodded. “Water, pop, or juice?”

“Juice.” Jensen poured Jared a tall glass of white grape juice and watch with a half-smile and Jared greedily guzzled the glass down. He handed the empty glass back to Jensen and sat awkwardly. “Where and I going to sleep?”

“I have an extra room the bed is only a twin in there but it’s comfortable.” Jensen was hit by a sudden yawn. “I’m off tomorrow so we can go shopping then. I’m tired so I’ll show you to your room.” Jensen placed the two bowls and cup into the sink before leading Jared up to the spare room. They parted with a simple good night and shut doors.


He slowly crept out of his temporary room and crept down the short hall towards the door that was slightly open and led to Jensen’s room. He slowly walked into the room and climbed onto the bed from the bottom by Jensen's feet. He crawled up to straddle the legs of the man who only slept in a pair of boxers and had a blanket tangled loosely in his legs. Jared reached down to open the small flap that kept Jensen's soft length from view.

He pulled out the soft prick and gently scooted down so he could comfortably bend over and sucked the soft flesh into his waiting mouth. He peeked up through his lashes to see Jensen's brows furrowed but the man made no move to wake up. He gently worked the slowly hardening length the full hardness. He tensed and paused his movements when he heard Jensen let out a deep moan. Jensen pressed the side of his face into his pillow but still didn’t wake up.

‘Heavy sleeper.’ He thought absently thought. He kissed his was down the surprisingly large and thick length until he reach cloth covered balls. He gently tucked the opening under the heavy sack and sucked one ball into his greedy mouth. He reached a hand between his own legs and inside of the sweats and gently stroked himself. He let out a low groan that woke up Jensen. Jensen looked down his body to see what he thought was just a pleasant dream about a random brunette turned out to be his body responding to Jared working his dick.

“Jared!” Jared jumped and pulled his mouth away from Jensen’s penis. “What are you doing?”

“I-I j-just wanted to thank you.”

“A simple thank you would work.” Jensen said looking warily at the boy who still held his hard dick in one hand. Lips swollen and covered in spit and precome. Pupils so blown he could hardly see those beautiful blue, green, and brown speckled eyes. “You don’t have to do that to say thank you. It’s not what I wanted; I helped you because I wanted to.”

“I-I know…b-but I wanted to.” He said softly.


“Please…just let me do this for you.” He slowly moved his hand. “I’ll be good, I promise.”

“Jared this isn’t-”

Jared tugged harder and rubbed his thumb over the head Jensen groaned and his eyes rolled. “Please?” After a few moments of painful silence Jensen nodded and Jared greedily swooped down to Swallow Jensen to the root.

“Fucking shit! Jared! Damn it!” Jensen tried and failed to stop the thrusting of his hips but apparently it didn’t bother Jared at all who moaned around the delicious and addictive mouth full. “Jared…shit Jared. How and the hell did you learn to do that.” Jared moaned around his dick sending delicious vibrations up his dick. “You know what don’t answer that.” Jensen was embarrassed to say it but, Jared’s unexpected experience, combined with the fact that he was on edge when he woke up he lasted an embarrassingly short time. He tried to warn him but all that came out was garbled nonsense and he spilled his load down the boys throat.

When he finally came down from his orgasmic high he noticed Jared quickly jerking himself off trying to finish off. “C’mere.” Jared scooted up until he straddled Jensen’s stomach. He bit his lip harshly when Jensen started jerking him off in quick sure stokes. Jensen took in the deep flush to Jared’s cheeks and the way he cut off every sound when it was half way out of his throat. Jared lasted longer than Jensen expected and when he came he shot hard enough to hit Jensen in the face.

“I’m sorry!” He quickly pulled off his t-shirt and used it to wipe off Jensen’s face, “I’m sorry. I- I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s okay.” Jensen said with a laugh. Jensen took the shirt and cleaned of the few spurts that landed on his chest. Jared blushed and looked away when Jensen moved Jared so he could tuck himself back inside. “Kind of too late to be embarrassed.” Jared only blushed harder. When Jared moved to get out of bed Jensen gave him a curious look. “Where are you going?”

“I thought…I thought you would want to be alone.”

“You can sleep in here if you want.”

Jared smiled and pulled the blanket up from the bottom of the bed. “Thank you.” Was whispered softly when he finally was comfortable.

“I think I should be thanking you.”

“I-I meant for bringing me here.”

“Oh…you’re welcome.” Jared smiled and was off to a deep comfortable sleep for the first time in years.


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Recipient:[ profile] eleuthermaniac
Title: Summer Days
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/kinks:Underage(Dean 19/ Sam 15)
Brief Summary:Sam and Dean stay at Bobby's for a summer and have to share a bed. Lots of snuggling.

Summer Days

Sam peaked around the corner of his bedroom door making sure Bobby’s bedroom door was shut before creeping down the short hall to his brother bedroom. He slowly pushed the door open and checked the hall again before sneaking into Dean’s room and gently shutting the door behind him. He silently padded over to his older brothers bed and slowly pulled the blankets back. He had one knee on the bed when he was suddenly yanked down and had a blade pressed against his neck. He sucked in a sharp breath and stared up at his brother with wide hazel eyes. Dean’s hardened features softened when he realized it was his brother.

“Damn it Sammy.” Dean pulled the knife away and shoved it back under his pillow before flopping back onto the bed trying to go back to sleep. “What do you want?”

Sam gnawed nervously on his bottom lip before speaking. “I can’t sleep.”

“If you lay there long enough you’ll fall asleep.” Dean grumbled not even opening his eyes back

Sam looked over his brother features taking in the light dusting of blond hair that Dean had on his face that never seemed to get any thicker despite the fact that he never shaves. “Can I sleep with you?” Dean let out a grunt that Sam took as permission. He quickly curled into his brother’s heat and promptly fell asleep.


Dean lied out in the small yard in the back of Bobby’s yard staring up at the passing clouds. This had to be the slowest passing summer in his entire life. His Dad took the car and Bobby wouldn’t let him go out for a drive in any of his cars in the lot. It also didn’t help that Sam seemed to be around every damn corner and he couldn’t get even five minutes to himself. He let out a grunt as Sam flopped down to straddle his waist. Dean glared up at his little brother.

“What, Sam?”

“What are doing, it’s hot out here.”

“I’m trying to get away from you.” Dean growled out. Dean watched the small smile fall from his brother’s face. Sam shifted to rise from Dean but was stilled by hands on his waist. “You can stay.” Sam’s face lit up and he moved to lie next to his brother.

The pair laid in silence for a few minutes before Sam spoke up. “This is boring.”

“No one asked you to come out here.” Dean snapped.

“Why are you being so mean?” Sam whispered dejection obvious in his tone.

Dean groaned and pulled Sam close and rolled him on his side. “Want to make out?” Sam eagerly nodded and quickly placed his mouth over Deans.


Sam stared with an open mouth at the pile that used to be his bed. “What happened to my bed?”

“Bobby broke it apart.”


“It was made of something he needed for a ritual that Dad was desperate for.”

“So where am I supposed to sleep now?”

“With me like you have been sense we got here.”


Sam bit his bottom lip holding back any sounds he wanted desperately to back as Dean lay spooned against his back and slowly jerked him off.

 “You like that don’t you Sammy?” Dean brushed his thumb over the leaking head. “You like when big brother takes care of you.”

Sam linked his fingers with Deans other hand and squeezed tightly when his orgasm ran through his body. His body shuddered and Dean ran his come covered hand over Sam’s stomach. Dean pulled Sam impossibly closer and gently kissed his ear. “I love you Dean.”

“Love you to Sammy.”


“Sharing a bed with you was a whole lot more fun when it was an option.” Sam whined.

“Yeah well sleeping with you isn’t all sunshine and roses either.”

“Why Couldn’t we go with Dad?”

“you actually want to go with Dad on a hunt?”

“No.” Sam said quickly. “I just got so used to moving around so much that staying here at Bobby’s is boring.”

“this coming from the same kid who bitched about moving constantly not even a month ago.”

“If I had known it would’ve gotten me sent to Bobby’s with you as my only company 90% of the time I would’ve kept my mouth shut.”

“You love my company.” Dean said with a grin.

“Yeah well…” Dean laughed at Sam’s weak response.


Sam jerked awake at the sound of his name being yelled. He jerked his head around to see Dean leant over him with worried eyes. “You okay?” Sam asked worriedly.

“Am I okay? Are you okay?” Dean countered.

“I’m fine. I just…I had a nightmare.”

“Want to talk about it?”

“I don’t really remember much. There was a girl with blond hair. She was on the ceiling and she was bleeding fire.” Sam felt Dean tense next to him. “I know it sounds weird, but it’s all I remember.” He rolled over and buried his face in Dean’s neck. “I don’t feel good.”

“If you get sick on me I’m going to hurt you.”

“It’s not my stomach it’s my head. It hurts.”

Dean reached up to run his finger through and over his brother’s hair. “Feel better?”

“Mmmm.” Sam was obviously more sleep than he was awake.


The pair lied in bed just soaking up the others company. Sam absently fiddled with Dean’s amulet between his fingers while Dean curled his fingers around his hair. “Even though you kick me sometimes I’m happy Bobby destroyed my bed. “ Sam said gently before placing a quick kiss to Dean’s chest. “I’m also glad Dad made us stay here with Uncle Bobby.”

“The total ass chewing was worth spending time with you.”

“Dad yelled at you?”

“Sammy I graduated. I don’t have to go to school next year, you do. Do you really think dad would willingly let me stay?”

“Oh…” Sam scooted up so he could press his lips against his older brothers. “I’m sorry.”

Dean kissed him back. “Nothing to be sorry about.”


Sam found himself in a situation similar to a few night prior, hands clamped tightly over his mouth trying to hold any sounds. The difference with this situation however was Dean had his cock in his mouth and was trying to purposely have Sam make a noise. Sam’s face was red with pleasure, embarrassment, and effort to stay silent. Dean sucked on of Sam’s testis into his mouth and Sam let out a little squeak. Dean knowing that Sam could be louder flipped his brother over, chuckling at the startled yelp, before pulling those pale cheeks apart and diving tongue first into his brother tight virgin pucker.

Dean heard his name groaned desperately into the pillow and smiled.  He saw Sam’s hand swing past his peripheral before the hand found its target and latched on tightly to his hair.  Dean let out a groan of appreciation at the sharp tug to his hair. He groaned as his tongue pressed as far as it could go, swiping along his brothers inner walls.

“God I can’t wait ‘til you turn eighteen Sammy.” Dean said while staring at the slobber covered winking hole. “Gonna fill you up so good with my dick, won’t walk straight for a week.”

“Six-sixteen.” Sam panted against the pillow.



“Twenty-one.” Dean dives back into his brother’s hole and jerks his dick off in tandem.

Sam moans into the pillow when a nail brushed over his weeping slight. “Ah! E-eighteen.” Sam relents.

“Now. I want you to hold it as long as you can before you come okay?” Sam nodded. “That’s my Sammy.” Dean praised.


Dean tossed the rag that he used to clean both himself and Sam off into a random corner. Sam move so his head rested on dean’s chest so he could listen to his big brothers heartbeat. He ran his fingers in random patterns over his chest and stomach slowly working his way lower when he reached the curly nest of hairs Dean grabbed his wrist and placed his hand back on his chest, Sam pouted.

“Why can’t I touch you?”

“Because, Sam.”

“It’s not fair.” Sam mumbled.

“Sammy you’re 15.”


“I just-” Dean sighed. “It’s bad enough that we’re doing the stuff that we are but until I can’t let you do anything to me…not until you’re 18 and sure about your feelings.”

“I’m sure about them now.”

“Sam you’re 15. You’re hormones are raging and you can’t possibly know what’s real and what’s hormones.”

“I know how I feel!” Sam yelled. “I know what my heart is telling me and you can’t tell me otherwise.”


“My name’s Sam!”

Sammy…go to sleep.”

“I’m not tired.” Sam grumbled.

“Yes you are.” And as if Dean’s words were magic Sam felt sleep starting to creep in.


It was the last day of summer, Sam was due to start school tomorrow and John was supposed to come back to today so he could take a few weeks off hunting to recover from his summer long hunts. “When is Dad getting here?”

“When he gets here Sam.” Dean answered absently.

“What do we say when he asks what we did this summer?”

“Tell him nothing. We didn’t do much of anything.” Hurt flashed across Sam’s features. “You know what I mean Sam.” Dean nudged his shoulder against his brothers who sat next to him on the stairs. They heard the impala in the distance before they saw it; they looked up to see their dad coming down the road. “I love you Sammy.”

“I love you too De.” They watched as their dad pulled into the yard and parked next to Bobby’s house.

When he was close enough he finally spoke. “Who was your summer?”

They answered in unison. “It was great.”


You and Me

Jan. 6th, 2012 06:15 pm
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Title: You and Me

Rating: pg-13

Author: Aleshia10

Word count: 992

Summary: “Daddy may be gone, and he may not even like me, but I’ll have you forever and always.”

Labor definitely sucked, Stiles wasn’t even sure why he had to go through labor if he was going to have a C-section anyway.  He could have a natural birth but he felt in no way comfortable pushing a baby out of there even if that was how he ended up in this situation in the first place.  He winced his way through another contraction and gave a halfhearted smile when a nurse came in to check him and the baby.

She fished up her last exam and turned to stiles. “You’re about 6 centimeters and almost completely effaced, and you’re water hasn’t broken. Is there anything you want or need?”

“No…but can I walk around like up and down the halls or something?”

“Not sure, just let me double check with your doctor when you’re getting your C-section and I get back to you but while you wait you can walk around your room a little.”

Stiles nodded his thanks and, with some help from the nurse, stood. He walked in small circles around the room for a few minute before a contraction hit. He let out a groan of pain and propped himself up against the bed. He rocked his hips side to side trying to alleviate the pain, it helped, but only a little. He jumped when he felt hands massaging his lower back. He had forgotten that Derek was in the room he had resigned himself to sitting in the corner all broody.

“Thank you.” Stiles said softly he hadn’t expected a response and wasn’t surprised when he didn’t receive one. What did surprise him was his dad bursting into the room.

“I didn’t miss it did I?” His Dad said quickly clothes disheveled and panting.

“Miss what?”

“My grandson being born that’s what.” Stiles shook his head no. “Good.” Then his eyes landed on Derek and he glared. “What and the hell are you doing here?”

Derek took his hands away from Stiles’ back and took a step away.  “He has a right to be here Dad.”

“Like hell he does.” The Sheriff snapped. “He should be in jail. He’s 24 years and got my son, my 16 year old son, pregnant.”

“Dad.” He pleaded. “Please don’t do this.”

“Maybe I should go.” Derek suggested, surprisingly meek.

“No! I want you to stay.” He turned to his dad. “I want both of you to stay. Please?” The two mad shared a few silent words before nodding. Stiles smiled then groaned his way through another contraction. “Oh my god this hurts!” He felt tears burn at his eyes and pressure. “Oh god. Someone get the doctor or the nurse.” Neither man moved. “Please!” The jumpstarted both men and they left looking for a doctor. When the on call OB/GYN came in he saw Stiles with his hands leaning against the bed.

“Stiles I need you to get back on the bed for me.”

“I can’t.” He whimpered.

“Yes you can.”

“No I really can!” He snapped. “It hurts to move.”

The doctor nodded.  “I’m going to check to see how far you are.”

Stiles nodded, he felt fingers then a gush of warmth.  “What was that?”

“Son, you’re 10 centimeters and 100% effaced time for you to push.”

“What no! I wanted a C-section. She just checked me I was only 6 centimeters!”

“Not going to happen, son I’m sorry. Apparently you standing gave you what you needed to get to ten.  Since you can’t get on the bed we’re going to get you a birthing chair so you can push.”

“I don’t want to push!


“Stiles, we need you to push.”

“I am pushing!”

“We need you to push harder. Don’t you want to see your baby boy? Don’t you want him to meet Daddy and Grandpa?” Stiles nodded. “Then you need to push.” The nurse encouraged. He pushed, and pushed, and pushed. He pushed so hard he thought his face was going to pop, and just as he was about to quit there was something put on his chest.

He let out a choked sob when he saw it was his baby boy. Covered in blood and muck from his journey into the world and he was still the most precious thing Stiles had ever seen. He had ten fingers and ten toes, two arms, legs, and eyes. He was perfect. He watched carefully as he was taken away to be cleaned, ignoring the doctors as they handled the after birth.  He smiled when Derek hesitantly reached out and touched the tiny pink hand.


His father had been called back into work so he had left but not before taking a thousand and one photos of his grandson.  Stiles watch tiredly with a contented smile as the Alpha cooed at his sleeping newborn son safely secured in his arms. Derek felt Stiles looking and turned towards the human, his features hardened a little and stiles felt his heart break a little more. “What?”

“Nothing, I just think we should name him now.”

“What do you want to name him?”



They sat silently for a few moments. “W-what about Tyler?” Stiles asked hesitantly. “Tyler Lee Hale?

Derek looked at Stiles as if he had grown a third head before looking down at their son and jerkily nodded. Stiles smiled as he signed his sons name on his birth certificate. “Thank you.” Derek said gruffly. “For naming him after my Dad.”

“You’re welcome.” Derek held Tyler a little while longer before handing him over to stiles.

“I have to go. Pack meeting.” Stiles nodded. “I’ll let them know it was a boy. “

Once he was gone stiles rooted through the bedside table for a bottle for the wriggling infant in his arms. Just as a small wail began to leave stiles gently slipped the bottle inside.  “Daddy may be gone, and he may not even like me, but I’ll have you forever and always.”

Let's Pretend (Pt.1)

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Word count: 2,228
Pairing: J2/Misha
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Summary: PWP, Misha’s first heat is turning out to be a little more daunting than either Alpha expected.
Warning: Knotting, underage,  Age difference (Jared 27/Jensen 29/Misha 15), slight bondage(hands tied), Needy!Heat!Misha.

Alpha’s and Omega
Misha pulled desperately at the restraints that kept his arms above his head and secured tightly to the bed. There were hands rubbing his hair and caressing his chest and peppered kisses that were meant to calm but no longer worked. He was covered in sweat, tears, come and was entirely too hot for it to be healthy and despite all his discomfort all he really really wanted was to come.
"Please." He begged. "Please I can't take it."He turned pleading blue eyes to the man trying to calm him down. "Alpha..." he panted. “Jensen...please."
"We're trying Misha." Jensen said softly trying to calm down his tired distraught future mate.
Misha let out a moan and felt his eyes roll into the back of his head as Jared hit his prostate with brutal accuracy. He was so close to coming he could practically taste it on his tongue. His cock was an angry purple-red color and dribbled precome like a leaky faucet. He just wanted Jared’s knot so he could come, hell at this point he’d take anyone’s knot to make the pain stop.
Misha knew that it was getting harder and harder for Jensen and Jared to knot him but damn it they were Alpha’s, and if there was ever a time that Misha wanted the Alpha stereotype of constantly popping a knot to be true, now was the time. It was common for Omega's going through their first heat to have frequent flairs but Misha was positive that he was the only one who was having a flair with a knot buried deep in his ass. Misha was chalking it up to the fact that he was going through his first heat at fifteen instead of the expected and common seventeen or eighteen.
"Jared!" Snapped sharply out of his mouth. "Please! Pleasepleasepleaseplease!" He pulled on his bonds trying to free his hands, not sure if us was trying to get away from the toomuchnotenough pleasure boiling in the pit of his stomach, or to touch his Alpha’s like he desperately wanted. They tied his hands above his head after his sixth flair, when his wolf started to get agitated that it was still suffering through its heat despite the fact that there were two Alphas’ attending to his needs. The bite marks that marred their neck and shoulders, along with the scratches down their back and arms proved that for a little Omega, Misha’s wolf was vicious.
"I know baby. I know." Jared groaned out. Fuck he was exhausted. It was only the sixth day of Misha's two week long heat and Jared couldn’t wait until it was over. This couldn’t possibly be normal. There was no way in hell one Alpha could handle and Omega’s heat alone if they were all like this. He knew that as a male the odds of getting Misha pregnant his first time and ending his heat were slim to nonexistent, but throw in the fact that he was Omega and his body wouldn’t understand the concept that it couldn’t happen the first time around it only tired harder to get him pregnant. His body’s inability to listen to even itself ends in this ridiculous fuck fest that would finish with all of them completely exhausted, and entirely useless at the end of it all.
Jared felt his knot starting to form and let out a small sigh of relief. He smiled before leaning down and smashing his lips against the smaller form below him. Misha let out a sound of disappointment and tried to follow Jared's mouth as it moved away. "Shhh. S’okay, you feel that, s'my knot." Misha lazily nodded lazily, body exhausted from being wound to tight and being stuck on the edge. He winced and let out a small hiss of pain as he felt Jared's knot pushing at his messy swollen entrance, pleasure from the knot had long since turned into pain from too much stretching and too much pressure to his prostate. "I got you baby. Gonna tie you so good make you feel better." Misha nodded desperately at Jared's words hoping they were true.
"Put it in. I need your knot Alpha. Please. I need it, it hurts so badly. Want you to knot me, fill me with your pups. Please I want, need it so bad." Misha babbled. Jensen’s eyes briefly connected with Jared’s when he heard Misha’s words. He knew it was probably more so his wolf speaking then him but it didn’t stop the small bit of guilt that he felt. Misha’s heat would end the same way it started, with his belly empty of pups and Jensen knew when Misha’s head was clear from the haze of his heat he would be crushed, he wouldn’t be able to carry either of their pups this time and wouldn’t for a few years.

He let out a yelp at the sharp pain of the knot breach his entrance he only needed a few more thrusts before the pressure to his prostate had him spilling all over his stomach as well as Jared’s. He felt the ties that held his hand bite into his wrist as his body arched. Pleasure coursed through his body and he let out a groan of satisfaction as his body got the relief it so desperately wanted. This is what he needed a nice knot to fill him up, coat his insides with seed, to get him pupped. Jared’s knot pressed right against his prostate dragged his orgasm out so deliciously, he didn’t even realize he was telling Jared not to stop.  “Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Feel so good. I need your knot, I need it, I need it. Feel so so so good.” God it felt amazing. Even though his body hurt in places he never would have expected, if he kept having orgasms like that it would make this entire ordeal worth it.
He slowly came down from his orgasmic high with a dopy smile aimed at his mate who was still knotted inside him. He nuzzled into the giant hand that was gently caressing his face and he knew it had to belong to Jensen since both of Jared’s hands were on his waist. He let his eyes close and relaxed into the bed quickly falling asleep unable to stay awake any longer. He woke of briefly to feel Jared’s knot was considerably smaller and was slowly pulling out of his abused hole. He moved to bring his arms down and let out a panicked whine when he looked up to see the still attached to the headboard. He felt his heart jump into his throat for a brief moment of panic until Jensen reached up and released his hands.

Jensen took his hands into his own and gently rubbed his hands and wrist until there just a small ache. He smiled softly at the gentle kiss that was place on his forehead. “Go back to sleep.” Jensen commanded gently. A few hours later he was awakened by the familiar achy feeling and copious about of slick between his legs.
He let out a sound of distress when he looked down to see his cock was hard. Not yet the angry purple-red he had become familiar with seeing, just full, hard and asking for attention. He could feel the wetness that he knew escaped from  his hole and coated his thighs. He felt tears burning in his eyes. "No." He whined. "I can't.I can't do this anymore. I'll do anything you want but I can't do this anymore." He sobbed. "Alpha's please! I can't do it. I can't, I can't, I can’t!” Tears ran freely down his cheeks as he sobbed just wanting this to be over.
"Misha, Mish. Listen to me." Jensen said gently. "The first heat is always the worst. You have to go through the entire thing before you can go on birth control and suppressers so they know your proper dosage. Remember we talked about it." Misha nodded but his tears didn't stop. "I promise after me your body will be so full of alpha come and you'll get to be done. We'll plug you up so your body will think it's full of alpha cock. You'll be able to sleep as long as you want, Jared'll make you a nice steak, a loaded baked potato and broccoli with cheese, and I'll make you the 7up cake that you like so much. Then we'll give you a nice bath and take care of you. Would you like that?" Misha nodded Jensen smiled and kissed Misha sweetly on the lips before grabbing his cock and placing the head at Misha’s overused, swollen, slick entrance.
Jared had moved behind Misha and leaned against the head board so Misha could lean against his body. Misha laced his noticeably smaller fingers with Jared's, squeezing tightly when Jensen slid into his sore aching hole. Both he and Jared had big dicks but where Jared was slightly longer then Jensen, Jensen had a girth that Misha's sore body couldn't help but crave and despise at the same time. Misha's small body nearly disappeared between his two mates. Jared at a solid six foot six and Jensen at six for two made him appear to be minuscule with his height of 5 foot five. His older brother and mates told him he still had time to grow since he was only fifteen but as Omega Misha would be lucky to reach beyond his current height. His only comfort being Jared at 27 and Jensen at 29 were done growing.
Although he wanted nothing but to be finished with his heat and never have a dick inside him again, he couldn't help but moan and move his hips to meet Jensen's every thrust. It felt good to be filled with his alpha's dick no matter how many times it has been since his heat kicked it. He nearly bit through his bottom lip when one of Jared's giant hands moved to tweak his nipple. He felt his nails lengthen slightly and dig into Jared’s hand a warning growl kept him from doing too much damage. It didn’t take long for his high stung body to be on the cusp of an orgasm, something he both liked in hated. Liked because hey, he got to come and you can’t be mad at that, hated because he usually stayed on edge without a knot to take him over.
Misha tried to move off Jensen's cock trying to say without words that he wanted Jensen to knot him first. He wanted this to end with a knot, Jensen promised, Jensen-"I'm gonna cum." he gasped out trying desperately to get off Jensen, he didn’t want to come like this. He squeezed at Jared's hand he could feel his nails digging in deeper. "I'm gonna come." He tried to hold it off. To stop the pleasure that was zinging from the base of his spine to the rest of his body. He could tell by the sudden sharpness of the room that his eyes have changed into the glowing yellow-green that accompanied his wolf. He clenched his eyes shut. "Oh GOD!" Misha arched at what had to be an uncomfortable angle as his orgasm ripped its way through his body.
Misha's entire body shook and trembled with the force and aftershocks of his orgasm. His head lolled lazily from side to side and his eyes opened to slits to reveal the eyes of his wolf. He let out a keen from his throat begging for attention from his Alpha's. This is what they were waiting for. They needed Misha's wolf to come out and accept them as his Mates and Alpha's. To make this heat that wouldn’t end with pups end with their mating. Jensen allowed his wolf to slip forward eyes glowing green similar to his natural eyes yet so different. He locked eyes with Jared to see his glowing auburn. The next step was to allow their wolves to accept each other. With a low growl of understanding the two worked to bring their mate to completion one last time.
Misha's wolf greedily accepted the attention of his to mates and encouraged it with a roll of his small hips and gentle loving nips and sucks to Jared's fingers that had found their way to his mouth. When Misha began to feel the tell-tale nudge of Jensen's knot he eagerly began pushing back against it, desperately wanting to feel it deep inside. When the knot breached and he felt the hot seed once again coating his insides he came. He was so far gone in his orgasm he didn't even notice Jared biting into his neck or Jensen biting at the place where neck and shoulder met. Misha was floating higher and higher as he saw black creep into his vision, If Misha was Honest, he wasn't too upset about the fact that he was on the verge of passing out.

Jensen looked down at the spent form between their bodies before looking up at Jared with glowing eyes. “You’re next.” His voice was wrecked and deep.

Jared gave him a fang filled smiled. “I’d like to see you try.” Misha will wake up the next morning and be only slightly agitated that he missed his Alpha’s claiming each other. 


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