Thank you for answering my last message about the Pillow Forts! X - I was wondering I could also grab an update for some Royalty!Derek and Slave!Stiles? Thankkkk you! You guys are still #1 in my eyes. <3
heres some slave stiles (some have royal derek, some don’t)
Apparently it still amuses his uncle to buy sex slaves for him, no matter how steadfastly he refuses to use them. Derek ducks into his tent with a resigned sigh, prepared to dress and reassign whatever new beauty Peter has bought him. They do make for loyal servants, so he can’t really complain about Peter’s ‘gifts’. But it is annoying to deal with, to have to spend his evening sorting out a slave instead of being able to go right to bed. It’s just something he has to learn to accept as a byproduct of serving alongside his uncle.
But when he lays eyes on the boy laying amid his furs, he finds his breath catching in his throat. His skin is golden with the candle-light glimmering against the sheen of oil that has been slathered on his bared body. His lips are parted, and they work over inaudible words or sounds. His skin is flushed, nipples peaked and pierced with simple but unexpected golden rings. He’s spectacularly beautiful in the candlelight. The many glowing candles that have been added to his usual lighting cast glittering edges and shadows, imbuing an almost unearthly golden color to his skin.
It’s enough that Derek hesitates.
By tradition, when the Hale heir comes of age, the alpha can choose one boy to serve as the heir’s slave for a month. When Peter Hale chooses Stiles, Stiles expects to spend a month being used and abused. But it seems Derek Hale doesn’t want a sex slave any more than Stiles wants to be one.
Unfortunately, they’re stuck with each other. They have to make it through the next month without killing each other, and without getting Peter Hale to order Stiles’ death.
Meanwhile, Stiles wants to know why exactly Peter picked him.
When Derek literally stumbles into Stiles at a slave auction, he expects to buy him and his friend and stop worrying about him. He expects it to be simple and easy. But there’s nothing simple or easy about “owning” Stiles. And Derek never does stop worrying.
Caught between the Hales and the Argents in their war, Stiles finds himself a slave of the great Hale pack. Stiles spends each day working hard, hoping to earn his freedom and see his sick father. It also seems each day he’s capturing more and more attention from Derek, the young Hale lord. Stiles tells himself it’s mostly because Derek is merely trying to figure out how to send the annoying, useless slave away- not because of affection, despite the tales coming from the rumor mill.
It doesn’t matter what Derek’s intentions are. Stiles can’t bother with love right now. He’s got to keep his head down and survive long enough to keep his promise to Kate Argent. After all, she’s promised to keep his father safe.
Derek doesn’t know why he’s at the omega auction house buying a dirty, sullen slave labeled as “defective” because he cannot produce offspring. But there’s something in his scent, warm and soft beneath the dirt, that has Derek signing the papers and packing him in his car with little more thought than ’This one’.
Stiles didn’t understand the purpose for receiving a royal summons. He was no more than a common tramp; a slave whore who belonged to Lord Jordan Parrish and served at his prominent brothel in Beacon Hills, capital city of the kingdom ruled by Derek Hale. Derek was a vivacious, young monarch with a tenacity for conquest and glory, but also a fair and just leader that the people of his kingdom had not known in recent years after Peter, Derek’s uncle and rightly nicknamed the Tyrant King among both friend and foe, had dominated the lands mercilessly and executed many of his own court upon paranoid accounts of treason. Peter met his timely fate at the end of an assassin’s sharp daggar, and although it was never discovered who hired the king slayer, many whispers contributed his death to the lords of Beacon Hills rather than foreign rivals…..