can y'all pls update the public sex tag? i beg you!!!
you don’t have to beg, we’ve got you covered
So can you write something with Derek having a unrestless oral fixation toward Stiles as he needs have the teen’s dick on his mouth and taste his cum ASAP. Stiles get a little bit annoyed by the greediness but he hop on board anyway cause he can’t deny Derek anything. Make it so shameless, slobbered and wet as you want. xD
Well, 99.9% of the time when you meet your mate, you forge a bond and there’s no problem, it’s all very generic and sweet with just a touch of heightened emotion.
And the other .10%?
Well… you’ll basically turn into a cockslut who craves the taste and tacky sensation of semen in and outside of you at pretty much all times of the day. But you won’t need to worry about that, it only occurs in like, 1 out of every trillionth person!
Fuck Derek’s life.
The Sheriff was only a room away, visible through the open window that looked out over the pen whilst his only son deepthroated Derek from under a desk. If Derek wasn’t going to hell before, he sure was now.
And here they are now. Conversing easily yet privately as if they’re the only two holding a secret. Eyeing each other as if they’re both wanting to create more.
(Derek’s wolf decides it wants to lay a claim on Stiles. At a New Year’s Eve party. In front of Jackson and Danny.)
“Derek? Fancy seeing you here! I was just-er, getting a new chair. I think mine has a squeaking problem so…yeah I’m just gonna take a chair and–”
The man closed the door with a soft click before holding up the Captain America sticky note with Stiles’ patented chicken scratch handwriting on it. Stiles gnawed on his lip, trying and failing to come up with some sly excuse. Instead he hung his head in defeat when Derek didn’t so much as say anything or make a move.
“Enough playing around; I dig you, and it’s your last day. Meet me in the abandoned closet at one,” Derek quoted, a hint of amusement in his tone.
Stiles sighed, “okay not the best choice of words, but it got you here didn’t it?”
“Yes it did,” Derek nodded before adding, “and I dig you too by the way.”
Originally posted for eternalstereksecretsanta 2016
It’s weird how things have a way of working out. How would a person know if the universe wasn’t just working on a massive set of coincidences or if the fates predestined things to work out a certain way?
Stiles honestly wasn’t sure which way he preferred to think of it. Whichever way didn’t make him out to be a huge pervert he supposed but he wasn’t sure which one that was.
Derek, who works as a deputy for BHPD, catches Stiles who’s speeding at 10 o'clock at night.