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“F-fuck..” Derek moans out. “Please fuck me. Please Stiles.”

Stiles stops fingering the older man and starts rubbing the head of his dick against the now slightly opened asshole.

“Please Stiles.. I want your cock… I want you to fill me up with your cum.”

Not taking any longer, Stiles fully penetrates him, making the werewolf in heat moan even lounder.

“How long until your father gets home?” he says after taking his breath.

“He’s working ovetime, he won’t be back until tonight.”

“Perfect.” he says, pushing himself against Stiles.

I’ll be honest here, I could never see Peter afraid that he “can’t” handle a dick, I could see him internally thinking he’s gonna need to do some work before he can take it better but never nervous about it.

So….Derek is the Alpha, and with it some changes come along to the pack, Peter has been excommunicated from the pack for months now, no one can trust him and none are willing to give him a chance, but Derek? Derek is family and he’ll make the exception. However the only way for Peter to get back into the pack is though a ritual of subservience, a figurative and literal act of submission to the new alpha. Generally (always) it’s sex that ends with the submissive being knotted.

Peter however knows what Derek is packing down there. He was there when Derek was 15 year old teenager afraid to get naked in the showers because his dick dwarfed the size of his teammates. It was a ten inches, soft and thick. But know Derek has had years to grow and he’s seen the pics on Stiles phone, His nephew is packing a 12 inch cock as thick as a beer bottle. and his knot must be at least the size of a baseball. With that in mind, Peter prepares. 

He is no stranger to anal sex and knows that he can get his fist up there with proper time so Peter sets the sting, he lures Derek to his apartment, Peter has fisted himself so his ass is lubed, and open ready for an Alpha cock and knot. 

When Derek arrives peter is already on the floor, naked, his head and shoulders lowered to the ground and his ass, framed in a navy blue jockstrap, is high in the air. Peter could smell Derek’s interest, if the way Derek’s rubbing his hands lightly across Peter’s ass cheeks wasn’t a give away.

“Are you willing to submit yourself?” Derek asks, he steps away and sets his phone up on the coffee table, it’s set to record. It makes sense, after all normally this ritual has to take place in front of the pack so that they will accept him. But a recording can be used as well.

“Yes, alpha.” Peter answers. Derek takes off his jacket and shoes.

“Are you willing to fight for me and your pack, kill for me and your pack, die for me and your pack?” Derek is fucking his fingers into Peter, a pleased noise comes from his throat when he notices that Peter is lubed and open.

“Ye-s, Alpha.” Peter’s voice breaks when Derek presses on his prostate. This time Derek takes off his shirt and throws it one the ground then he rips Peter’s jockstrap off of him.

“Are you willing to serve your Alpha and your pack in the ways they see fit?”

“Yes, Alpha.” Now that the formalities are over with Peter knows there is only on last thing to do. The sound of Derek’s zipper being pulled down seems to too loud in the air. The sound of fabric falling hits Peter’s ears just as Derek’s cock begins to rub between his ass cheeks, the lube from Peter’s ass make the heavy cock glide across his hole. The weight of Derek’s cock is not something Peter though about before, its own weight and gravity practically pull it into his winking hole.

With one smooth roll of his hips Derek enters his uncle, balls deep. “Yes, alpha!” Peter yells. Derek gets on his knees and snarls as he fucks Peter, smack of skin on skin is louder than Peter’s moans as he’s fucked into oblivion.

“Is this what you wanted Peter?” Derek asks his mouth full of fangs. “Did you want your nephew to fuck you with his alpha cock?” Derek pulls Peter’s head up by the hair. The pulling makes Peter’s cock twitch. Derek licks along the tendon in Peter’s neck.

“Yes, Alpha.” Peter answers “I wanted your big cock in me. I wanted to be fucked by you.” From behind him Peter hears a dark chuckle.

“You’ll be more than fucked by me Peter. Don’t forget I’m going to knot you too.” Peter didn’t forget, how could he, but the words make him keen.

(You can stop here but as I was righting things kind of got away from me. read the next part of your own volition)

My first time writing smut and don’t even open it if you aren’t ready because we jump right the fuck on in.

This is for the sterek week prompt canon highlights. It’s somewhere after S3 E1. During the past few months Stiles and Derek got closer. I changed a lot. Boyd and Erica never left, neither did Jackson or Allison. Also Stiles is eighteen, idk how but he is. And I changed some other things. The scene is the one they are planning to break into the vault, but right before it.

Or the one where Stiles eats Derek out like the last eggroll at the buffet.

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“Wait no, stop.”

Derek’s actions haulted as his eyes switched from an angry looking, pinched brow, face to eyes wide as saucers. “Fuck I didn’t hurt you did I?! Shit!” Derek began to slowly ease out of him.

Stiles’ hands flew down from the headboard, one to curl around his bicep the other to hold his waist. “No wait.”

“Does that hurt more?” Derek looked stricken, which give the circumstances seemed hilarious.

A low laugh escaped Stiles. “No, you didn’t hurt me.”

Derek’s eyebrows furrowed again, but less looking like he was in pain and more in confusion.

“Well then why woul-” His eyebrows shot up. “Unless you didn’t want to anymore. Shit.” He once again tried to pull out, but Stiles dug his fingertips in.

“Hey, hey.” Stiles moved his hand from Derek’s arm to gently cup the side of his face. He leaned up and softly kissed his lips. “I still want to.”

Stiles tried to look into Derek’s eyes as reassuring and loving as he could.

Derek softly smiled and leaned in for another kiss, quickly trying to get their night back on track. Stiles indulged him till Derek bit his lip and roughly grabbed his hips.

Stiles broke the kiss. “No.”

Derek looked confused again and this time slightly frustrated. “If I’m not hurting you what’s wrong?”

Also…With this whole social distancing and self quarantine stuff I need some HOT smut. With plot without plot… either are fine. Please and thank you my queen!

And… miss christine!! have you read any good smut as of lately?? with the quarantine and all i thought: why not ask for some recs?? thank youuuu 💕 hope you have a good day/night/week

Well, this pandemic is making y’all thirsty! Also, I didn’t MEAN to rec you a bunch of bottom!derek but I’m not sorry! 

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Stiles frowned, “…do you want to hang up?”

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