(Anyone see a pattern in my prompts yet? lol)Stiles accidentally gets some pheromones on himself that makes Derek's inner wolf react like he's in heat. Confused, innocent Stiles gets ravished by near-feral Derek.
Fill - Derek/Stiles. Dude, My Shirt (1/3). [warning: slight dub-con]laraneiaAugust 20 2011, 23:22:20 UTC
hope you like, OP! and apologies in advance for the cockblock, haha."You won't believe what happened today!" Stiles bowls into his room, slinging his book bag off into the side of the bed with a crack. "Allison's dad came into Chem class to talk about the makeup of certain animal sex phero-" he swallows back his voice at the face Derek makes, this ugly, pained grimace. Come to think of it, that's nothing new. He shakes his head to reset what he was doing, and practically runs over into his dresser to grab out a new shirt. "Pheromones. Good thing Scott skipped, right? Mr. Argent kept giving me these weird looks, and then he
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Re: Fill - Derek/Stiles. Dude, My Shirt (2/3). [warning: slight dub-con]laraneiaAugust 20 2011, 23:49:58 UTC
All of a sudden, it falls away behind him, and he goes stumbling backward into his room, arms out like crappy propellers to catch on whatever comes first. It's Derek, of course it is, his chest brick solid and warm against Stiles's back, arms latching onto him in some octopus hug.
"Okay, okay, Derek, whoa-" Stiles tries to pull away from him, but Derek holds firm, pressing even closer up against him. And that would be his- oh god! Stiles cringes. He feels Derek's nose burying into his neck, breathing him in, and a shiver runs down his spine. "Oh my god- Derek, Derek, wake up! You just can't rub
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Re: Fill - Derek/Stiles. Dude, My Shirt (3/4). [warning: slight dub-con]laraneiaAugust 21 2011, 00:08:32 UTC
Derek slams him into it from behind, and he can hardly breathe to grab the sink sprayer out of its holster. But he gets it eventually and aims it right at his face, shutting his eyes against the blast when he turns the faucet on and pulls the trigger, sputtering water out of his mouth
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Re: Fill - Derek/Stiles. Dude, My Shirt (4/4). [warning: slight dub-con]laraneiaAugust 21 2011, 00:11:27 UTC
Stiles leans back against the sink, nonchalant. Tries to ignore how he’s pretty much standing in a puddle of his own pheromone soup.
His dad just stares at him for a minute, with absolutely no good expression on his face. No expression at all, even. In fact, all the positive that the shower did drains away, and he almost starts literally sagging right in front of Stiles's eyes.
Yep, not long at all. World record of two seconds. Stiles kind of feels bad about it.
No, really bad. He probably just shaved ten years off his dad's life.
His own, too.
"Awe, hell, Stiles..." his dad mutters. "I wasn't serious about taking a bath in the sink."
"You weren't?" Stiles pushes off the counter slowly, grimacing at how his shoes squeak, his clothes dripping.
With a heavy does of humility, he does up his zipper. "...My bad."
Re: Fill - Derek/Stiles. Dude, My Shirt (4/4). [warning: slight dub-con]malevolent73August 21 2011, 00:32:02 UTC
Hee! That was pretty awesome. :) Stiles' thought processes being all over the place were totally spot on for his character, I could totally see him in this. Perfect.
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So, yeah consider me another person asking for this to be filled.
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"Okay, okay, Derek, whoa-" Stiles tries to pull away from him, but Derek holds firm, pressing even closer up against him. And that would be his- oh god! Stiles cringes. He feels Derek's nose burying into his neck, breathing him in, and a shiver runs down his spine. "Oh my god- Derek, Derek, wake up! You just can't rub ( ... )
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His dad just stares at him for a minute, with absolutely no good expression on his face. No expression at all, even. In fact, all the positive that the shower did drains away, and he almost starts literally sagging right in front of Stiles's eyes.
Yep, not long at all. World record of two seconds. Stiles kind of feels bad about it.
No, really bad. He probably just shaved ten years off his dad's life.
His own, too.
"Awe, hell, Stiles..." his dad mutters. "I wasn't serious about taking a bath in the sink."
"You weren't?" Stiles pushes off the counter slowly, grimacing at how his shoes squeak, his clothes dripping.
With a heavy does of humility, he does up his zipper. "...My bad."
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Loved this! It needs to happen just like this on the show! Poor daddy Stilinsky, he must think such weird things about his son, lol.
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