Summary: Hey love can you do a young Derek smut imagine where he’s pissed because your wearing revealing clothing at schooland Hi! Love can you do a young Derek smut imagine where reader is fan girling over a celebrity and yeah you can take it from there😊 btw loved the imagine I requested - betaxnjh
Warnings: Smut, Cursing
You were in Derek’s living room, your physics homework forgotten on the floor, TV humming lightly in the background when suddenly a familiar sound hit your ears. You pushed Derek back slightly and looked at the television to see that your favorite show had just come on, inciting a shrill scream from you and a full fledged panic from your boyfriend. He flung himself off of you and was immediately in a fighting stance looking around for enemies as you sat up and engrossed yourself into the show. You had lost track of time and forgot your show was on, you loved it, and even more importantly you loved the leading man. His character was everything a girl could dream of, handsome, smart, thoughtful, funny, brave, a perfect lover like you could die you wanted him so badly.
Well as badly as you could want someone that you didn’t personally know and was not fictional of course.
Derek turned to you and deflated considerably when he realize the reasoning behind your outburst. He hated this show, mostly because he could feel the arousal swirl around you whenever that one guy was on the screen and it made him impossibly jealous. You had talked to him about it before, like how he had nothing to worry about because this guy didn’t really exist and you were in love with him. He understood that but seeing you pine after this guy still made him mad. So mad in fact that he took the remote, turned off the TV and took off with the batteries throwing them outside, raising his hands in victory as you watched him be the idiot he was from the porch.
He’s such a pain, your pain, but such a pain.
He came back inside and wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close to him and bending down to your ear.
“Now I’m going to make you forget all about that guy.” Hi voice was lower than usual, it turned you on considerably but you remembered the time and knew you had to be home. There definitely wasn’t enough time for the marathon sex that you and Derek were accustomed to. And that’s what you explained to him before gathering your stuff and giving him a lasting kiss in his kitchen before heading home, leaving him feeling useless with himself.
Honestly when you planned your outfit last night you knew you were going to turn heads, you were one of the most known girls in school. It was simple, a solid white sheer tank top, with a tribal print bandeau underneath matched with a pitch black, curve hugging pencil skirt and matching black kitten heels. The response you got though was overwhelming, you didn’t really know what to do with all of the attention except accept it for what it was, harmless flirting.
You were wrong in assuming that.
As you were walking to physics alone for the first time in a while because your werewolf boyfriend was nowhere to be found you felt a strong grip on your arm and you were pulled into a janitor’s closet. A hand placed itself on your mouth roughly, muffling your protests as you were pinned up against a wall, staring into bright blue eyes.
“You know, it’s not very fun to watch other guys stare at you in an environment where I can’t just show them explicitly that you are mine.” He growled his free arm reaching under and up your shirt swiftly unhooking your bandeau. His hand quickly replaced it, finding your nipple quickly and rolling it between his thumb and pointer finger. Your eyes shut as the pleasure surged through you, you squeezed your thighs together to dull the fire in your lower body. He saw your struggle to control yourself and smirked down at you, canines slowly protruding out as his emotions overtook him. He kicked your feet apart and released your mouth using that now free hand to find your dripping wet center. You threw your head back and moaned as you grinded into the palm of his hand, desperately holding his arm there to give yourself the perfect amount of friction. You were very close to orgasm when you heard a pair of pants hit the ground and felt you underwear being roughly pulled to the side.
“Derek hold on just take it- FUCK FUCK FUCK!” You shouted as thrusted his entire cock into you, his hand slamming against the wall right next to your head. You barely heard it as your need to cum overtook you, you wrapped your legs around his waist to pull him closer to you. He leaned his head on your shoulder as the sensation of your pussy clenched around him set in. Usually at this point Derek would take over and finish you both off but he was going to make you work for it.
“Come on Y/N, if you want to cum then you’re going to need to work for it.” You didn’t need him to say it again before you started to vigorously bounce on his cock. You bit your lip hard to keep from screaming out because you didn’t want to get caught, you didn’t even know how you had let it get this far but you weren’t going to stop now. Once again you were at the edge, ready to explode, and Derek could sense it because you were moving with a reckless abandon, doing anything and everything to get to your orgasm. Right when you were completely lowered onto his dick his hands came up and stopped all of your movements. A whine from you penetrated the air as he pulled out of you and made you get down from around his waist, he spun you around and laid you at a 90 degree angle against the sink in the room. You heard the distinct rinkle of a condom wrapper and then the silence of him putting it on before you felt him right at your entrance, he teased you, running the tip up and down your slit. You tried to back into him but he held you steady at the hips, he was in complete control.
“Now tell me Y/N, who is your dream guy?” He asked softly, but he had a bit to his voice that made you tremble.
“You Derek, please.” a harsh “Shhh” left him and you stopped talking.
“And who does this,” he ran his cock over your entrance, going in slightly you inhaled sharply at the feeling as he continued “Does this belong to?”
“Derek it belongs to you.” You piped up quietly, you felt him slowly enter you, so agonizingly slow that you could kill him. When he was all the way in, he pulled back and thrusted hard and fast into you and continued on the pace.
“Say my name.” He demanded.
“Derek.” You complied timidly not wanting to be heard, you felt his hands grab your arms to arch you back more and it gave him more leverage to move faster and deeper, he hit your G-spot soon after.
“DEREK OH MY GOD FUCK FUCK ME!!!!”
Your words threw him over the edge, an animalistic roar ripping through his chest as he came, mingling with your just as loud moan, you both being left breathless and covered in sweat. Eventually you were able to clean up thanks to the paper towels in the closet and you exited just as class had ended, the bell ringing dulled by the ringing in your ears. You felt Derek’s hand claim yours as you walked out of the school so that he could drive you home.
Round two would soon be underway.
A/N: I hope you liked this betaxnjh, I had a lot of fun writing it! My request box is still open (as of August 19th, 2015) so send in your imagines, preference, or one shot requests for any character (of any show, movie, book, band, or video game) your heart desires!