#derekhalefluff

“He was shaking Stiles upside down.” Her tone made it sound like Peter did this regularly and Isaac had to hold in a laugh.

“How’re you feeling?” Derek asked her and she shrugged.

“I feel fine Daddy.” Her smile did absolutely nothing to stop Derek from checking her over.

“Are you sure it’s the full moon tonight you should be feeling something.” He hummed.

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 For once Boyd, Erica and your daughter were piled together feeling the effect of the full moon but sleeping through it. Derek however, was tugging at the dish towel in your hand, growling with each tug.

“Derek I swear…. Stop it… Derek!” You complained but when he stopped he ended up hurtling around the house, tipping Isaac off the sofa.

“What’s going on?” Isaac asked as he jumped up.

“Derek’s having a little…. (Y/D/N) get off your father!” You yelped as Derek hurtled back into the room, circling and hurrying into the garden with her clinging onto his back.

 “Why is she…” Isaac started to ask but the girl hurtled into his stomach followed by Derek who ploughed into them and sent the two flying.

“Let’s take Daddy to the park!” She giggled while sitting a slightly stunned Isaac’s chest as her father licked her face.

“Derek stop that.” You sighed and shooed him away. “No sweetie, we need to stay here in case the other Beta’s need help.” You explained and she wrinkled her nose.

“Isaac!” When she turned to face him and gave him the ‘devious Stilinski face’ Isaac froze.

“Yes?” He nervously edged his way to you as Derek trotted along behind her and nuzzled her hand.

 “You can take us to the park.” She decided and held a hand out to the second in command who looked at you desperately.

“Hey you’re the werewolf, she’s awake now and won’t sleep until the moons gone so… knock yourselves out.” You put your hands up and Isaac sighed.

“Fine, I’ll get my shoes.” He grumbled and jogged to the cloak room, Derek scattering after him.

“Sweetie, listen to Isaac ok… and try not to let Daddy get to wound up.” You hurried to get her coat and a hat.

“Mommy I’m too warm!” She objected but you just shook your head and smiled.

“As soon as you get out there you’ll be cold.” You chided and she gave up tugging it off.

“OK so we’re ready to go.” Isaac bounced a ball off the floor and Derek jumped out at it.

“Is it bad that I miss his Sourwolf days?” You sighed. 

 A little bit turned into almost three days, Boyd’s wounds finished healing first and he joined you in looking after the others. When Isaac spiked a fever you put your foot down and demanded Derek call Deaton.

       “An Alpha… you let them fight another Alpha!” you yelled at Derek.

   “What did you want me to do (Y/N), we already share Beacon Hills with Scott we can’t afford to lose any more ground.” He bellowed back, the noise luring the nervous Beta’s from their spots around the Hale house.

   “How is it that they nearly died but you come out without a scratch?” You jabbed him in the chest angrily and a warning growl accidently rumbled through the Alpha.

   “I don’t need you questioning me, I’m the Alpha and they are my Betas, you’re not even a fully-fledged Druid.” He yelled at you, jolting back when you slapped him so hard that you drew blood.

   “Well then you won’t need me.” You muttered, pushing past him as he used his thumb to wipe away the blood.

     “Where are you three going?” Derek sighed.

   “(Y/N) said we can crash with her at the Motel.” Isaac muttered quickly.

   “Oh well, good for you I guess.” Derek couldn’t hide the bitter tone that filled his voice.

   In the week you’d been gone Derek hadn’t actually been alone in the house, the three Betas and the lurking Alpha had kept him pretty busy. But now the house was empty, he could hear every creak and groan of the rebuilt house.

   In an attempt to keep his mind from wondering he cleaned, gathering the colourful shrapnel that came from housing three teens. Once he was done he slumped against your wardrobe, almost missing the faint crunch of gravel and the all too familiar heartbeat.

   “Derek?” You called out.

  He slowly made his way down to you, every instinct urging him to coat you in his scent, bite his mark onto your skin and have your own scent marking him. But instead he stood a few feet away, a glare fixed on his face as he waited for you to speak.

   “The Betas said you were alone.” Your voice had his eyes rolling and a small breath of a moan left his chest as it heaved. “Derek you’re an Alpha… you can’t let your Betas go into a fight and take the hits for you.”

    “I… I didn’t mean for them to get hurt.” Derek admitted, tensing when you approached the bottom step and took one of his hands in yours.

   “I know Der but you have to work on it, you’re not alone anymore.” You smile when he steps into you and wraps you in his arms, caving to the need to be close to you.

   “They won’t learn if I fight for them.” His voice was low as he ran his nose up and down your neck.

   “Then teach them what your learnt on your own.” You say as your arms snake around his neck, on hand running through his hair while the other slipped under his shirt, trailing over the dips and smooth contours of his back.

   “They all left,” Derek reminded you as he lifted you into him.

   “Actually they begged me to come talk to you and then move back in and… they’re down the road in Lydia’s car.” You smile when a happy grin flashes across his face.

In actual fact you were trying your best not to admit that you wanted Derek. The thought of asking him to have sex with you while you were your period gave you mixed feelings, on the one hand it was Derek the man you loved, on the other you flushed and squirmed convincing yourself that he’d be put off by the request.

Derek’s thick arms wrapped around your waist as he found you staring out of the penthouse’s huge windows. After a minute or two his fingers began playing with the buttons of your shirt while biting softly on your neck.

He sighed when you pulled away, hurrying across the room and you took a deep breath. He ran his hands through his hair and lent against one of the metal pillars as he watched you giving up on figuring out why you were acting so strangely.

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 Over the next few days Derek tried to subtly figure out what was wrong and eventually decided to give up and ask. Which was why you stood awkwardly quiet as you tried to think of the best way to explain what you were feeling.

“I want to have sex with you.” you started putting a hand on his chest when he grinned and moved forwards. “But I’m… on my period.” You whispered the last part and glanced up at Derek who was looking at you with an amused expression.

Then he snapped, moving towards you and grabbing your face as he kissed you, after almost three days of not being wrapped around you and having your head on his chest while he slept he couldn’t control the ferocity of his need.

“I know Sweetheart I can smell you.” Derek mumbled as he picked you up and headed towards the table. 

He reluctantly set you down and pulled away when your hands tried to find his toned body only to realise he was still wearing clothes. He helped you tug his shirt off, agreeing that he had far too many items of clothing on as you unbuttoned his jeans, gripping your thigh and rubbing his hand up it once he was void of his jeans.

“You’re not grossed out?” You asked nervously as if you thought he’d suddenly walk away from you.

“(Y/N) I spend two months a week as a large wolf and enjoy it when you rub my belly, you really think this would gross me out.” He chuckled. “I love you and when you want me you just have to ask.”

 You smiled as he began nibbling at your neck, pulling off your shirt and lifting you again so he could remove your shorts and underwear as he lined himself with your entrance. He kissed you as he lay you down on the table, sliding into your slick entrance with a lusted moan, your hands wouldn’t stay still they were in his hair, running over his muscles and grasping at the back of his neck as he rolled his hips against you.

The table thumped loudly against the wall as he desperate thrusts became rougher, he leaned over you and grasped the edge of the table, moving one of your legs over his shoulder so he could bury himself even deeper, each thrust rewarded with the most beautiful sound he thought you’d ever made.

“Derek!” You cried out as your walls began to clench around him. He grunted and continued his rapid pace kissing your neck, chest and lips before pulling away so he could watch your face as you came hard around him.

He slowed so he could draw out your orgasm, you came for a second time and he grunted, his length twitching as he came. With heavy breath he lent his forehead against yours as you regained your breath.

 “Isaac I’m so bored.” You whine as you skip into his room and flop down on his bed. For a moment he was to absorbed in his game until he saw you’d stripped your thick jumper off and was now wearing a thin pink crop top.

   “You wanna play with me?” He asked nervously, his eyes following the rise and fall of your chest.

  “Excuse me?” You giggled. He blushed and looked away from you, motioning to the game console that had previously held his attention.

   “Well if you… um.” Isaac stuttered. His eyes flickered between golden yellow and his usual cool blue. “You know Boyd says I should just fuck you.”

   “That sound more fun than that.” You say poking the controller out of his hand.

   That was all it took before Isaac savagely dived down on you, biting and sucking at your neck as he ran a hand from your collar bone to your breast, dragging your shirt down with it. You gasped when he pulled away and swore softly as the bruises he’d marked into your skin quickly faded, before repeating his previous action, his claws tearing through the sift material that blocked his hands from your skin.

 A growl filled the room and suddenly Isaac was pulled of you as an irritated Derek frowned at the two of you, he dumped Isaac back on the bed and looked between the pair of you, sighing as he brushed over the healing claw marks that still covered your skin.

“If you’re going to play with my favourite you better touch her right Isaac.” Derek growled deeply.

Your Alpha lifted you off Isaac’s bed and sat you in his lap, kissing each mark that Isaac had left, once your skin was completely healed he looked up at Isaac who was hovering nervously hoping he’d be allowed to get near you again.

  “Gently.” Derek warned when waiting got too much for Isaac to handle.

   As soon as Derek spoke Isaac was on you again, his kisses were softer this time but still as firm, Derek grunted as your back arched forcing you to grind against him and your head dropped onto his neck.

  “Can I fuck her?” Isaac whispered to Derek when the Alpha slid his hands down your sides to unbutton your jeans.

“What did I say about touching Isaac?” Derek hummed as you nuzzled into his neck.

“I know, I know, gently.” Isaac grumbled.

Your Alpha pulled your shirt over your head, letting Isaac kiss and lick the new skin until you were coated in Isaac’s lusted scent, once you were whimpering quietly and writhing in Derek’s lap he slipped on hand under your bra while unfastening it.

  Isaac stopped when Derek dropped the bra and stared as he pulled your jeans off leaving you in your panties, the Beta had to swallow before he could make a sound, the deep chuckle behind you vibrated through Derek’s chest as he gently pressed kisses to your neck and shoulders as his hands slid to your breasts. 

 “Two fingers, keep a steady pace.” Derek grunted, your ass grinding hard against his crotch.

  Isaac’s hands ran up your legs, occasionally brushing against the lace trim of your panties, you moaned softly when they both began kissing your body at the same time. Your hips jerked as Isaac slid a finger under your panties and circled your core, moaning as you moved so he could touch you more, Derek chuckled as he watched you give up to Isaac’s touch completely.

   “Now you can have even more fun.” He slid his hands down your stomach, gripping your panties, ripping them and throwing the tattered underwear to the floor. “Should your Alpha let Isaac have a taste of you?” His eyes were on you and your only response was a breathy whimper.

  Isaac began to kiss up your thighs his hands squeezing as he payed attention to every inch of you that wasn’t being attended to by Derek. You cried out when Isaac was suddenly lapping at your core, his fingers rubbing harsh circles into your clit as his tongue delved into you, exploring the new part of you he’d been granted access to.

   Isaac’s lapping continued, quickening when his senses picked up on just how close you were to falling off the edge, and sped up his fingers joining his tongue in coaxing your high from you.

 Derek’s teeth extended and he sank his teeth into your neck as you came, marking you as Isaac lapped at your core until your eyes stopped rolling, Isaac looked up at you both and grinned as he used his fingers to gather what he’d missed and sucked it off his fingers.

   “Now you can fuck her.” Derek said as he revelled in your lazy snuggled state, humming contently as you rolled your shoulders so you could tuck your head under his chin. “You want Isaac to fuck you now little wolf?”

“Yes please Alpha.” You whimpered making Derek smile.

 “That’s the worst one yet.” Scott mumbled as he grabbed one of the grocery bags and helped you carry them into your house. Both boys jumped in front of you when their eyes fell on Derek, who frowned at them both, and smirked at you.

Your boyfriend pushed past the boys and kissed you softly, taking the bags from the three of you and heading into the kitchen.

“We had those.” Stiles yelled after Derek, his shoulders hunched up defensively. Smiling, you ruffled his hair and followed Derek, promising the boys food if the wanted.

 “Just go sit in the living room and do whatever you two do now a days.” You hummed. Neither boy moved until Derek sighed and did as you asked.

After a few minutes Stiles popped back into the room, flirting awkwardly as usual, after a while he asked if any of the pickup lines would work on Lydia.

“Keep trying and you’ll get the girl.” Your words made Stiles grin happily and he left the kitchen, only to be slammed into the door he’d just shut, by Derek.

“Stop it.” He snapped, glaring at Stiles who’d frozen as his back hit the door.

“Dude what the hell, stop what?” Stiles yelped when the werewolf pointed an accusing finger at the boy.

 “Stop with the endless flirting she’s mine to flirt with… I… love her, so stop flirting.” Derek dropped Stiles and stepped away, second later you opened the door and almost stumbled over the teen who was now a leggy mess on the floor.