Our Second Story for Decempreg today is by @karlakattz

She mixed two of my favs together #Sterek + FirstPrince and it is chefs kiss!

A motor roared up behind them, and turning around, Stiles expected one of those fancy, black British Rolls Royce cars, but surely not a sleek Camaro. Stiles stopped, everything, including breathing, because that was not just some chauffeur behind the wheel. It was Derek himself, maneuvering the car swiftly into the parking lot. And then Stiles just stared when the Prince got out, and fucking hell, he wore damn aviators to his tailored gray suit.

It was the first time he saw the omega since…

"Our photographer will take a picture right away before we get in," Boyd informed them before Stiles even had a chance to greet Derek.

One moment, Stiles tried to process the words; the next moment, he was already being steered to where the photographer stood, motioning for the two men to step on the marks of black tape on the floor.

"Closer together!"

Derek put his arm around Stiles' waist, and the memory of his hands on Stiles' body was all too vivid, and he'd take it to his grave that he had jerked off to the ghost touch of Prince Derek more than once in the past week.

He smelled just as awesome as Stiles had savored it.

And God, he needed to talk to Derek so badly about what had happened and what it meant. If it meant something at all. But there were security guards around, Boyd and the photographer, and it wasn't the right time or moment to talk.

Derek was still wearing his sunglasses and hadn't even looked so far at Stiles.

It was awkward to say the least.

"So, uh, nice car," Stiles muttered because he had to say something to break this weird silence. He hated silence. "I didn't know Queen Mum allows you to drive a non-British car! "To be honest, Stiles hadn't known that members of the Royal family had driving licenses in the first place. He always imagined them in limousines, with drivers.

Derek shuffled a bit closer. "Queen Mum was my late grandmother." He removed his aviators and looked at Stiles with his green-hazel-golden kaleidoscope eyes. "And I like pretty things from the US."

Stiles' heart leaped.

"Look over here, please."

A flash blinded Stiles. Pretty sure he gaped like a fish in that picture.

Our First Story for #Decempreg today is by @arver7

She gives us fluff, deception, smut, more fluff and happiness!

Our Final Story for Decempreg today is by @renmackree

She gives us Maid in Manhattan but Sterek with fluff, fluff, love, and more fluff. I absolutely adore this story.

It has been a beautiful year for us and we are going back to our roots for our last 2023 event!

It will be our last event of 2023!

Contact me if you want to join!