Mieczyslaw "Stiles" Stilinski (sarcasticfriend) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2019-03-23 22:04:00 |
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Since Scott wasn’t around much these days and Stiles had helped Scott deal with the whole full moon stuff, he figured that he could go ahead and help Derek deal with it. Derek had helped him once before, so he figured he could do the same for the guy. It didn't take long for him to grab some stuff and then head out. And once he reached the address, he grabbed the bag of stuff, and made his way to Derek’s apartment. The key was under the mat, like Derek had said, and he unlocked the door and went inside. “Hello?” he called out as he shut the door behind himself and set the backpack down on the ground with a slight thud. “Are we playing hide and go seek?” * Derek tried doing the full moon the first time on his own, he ended up in the woods. So to have someone who had some experience with this offer to help, was needed. Especially since by the time Stiles arrived, Derek had all but locked himself away... Okay, so maybe he did lock himself away, in the bathroom. He had heard the footsteps even before he came into the apart, so hearing the thud had cause the man to lift his head up out his folded arms. Slowly, he came out the bathroom and out the bedroom. Blue hues in full show, along with his fangs and claws. Facial around was seen as he came to take in the smell around him, or rather the smell of Stiles. Only to soon exhale for the moment. For now though, he kept his distance from the young man. Since Derek didn’t trust himself, and it showed with the way he gripped and slightly cracked the corner edge of the wall he stood beside. Hearing about hide and seek, had the beta letting out a low growl but nothing threatening . -- Stiles took a few more steps into the apartment, stopping when he saw Derek finally come out. It looked like Stiles was a little late. He had hoped to get there before the full moon started to take effect. He knew Derek had different colored eyes. He had seen them in his dreams. But to see them in person was a whole different thing. And he didn’t see that thrilled to see Stiles. Yay. “Hey, there, buddy…” He put his hands up, hoping that it would show the wolf that he wasn’t a threat. “I’m here to help. Remember?” * It wasn’t that Derek wasn’t thrilled to see Stiles… It was just a struggle for him. He still hadn’t had any control over this, and the scent that filled his living room didn’t help. When he asked if he remembered and held his hands up, Derek nodded his head slightly. “...I… remember…” He said as he nearly stumbled away from the wall and towards the other man. Stopping by the couch as he gripped onto the back cushion. Blue eyes looking to the bag for the moment. He didn’t say anything, since he was trying to remain in somewhat control, otherwise he would have jumped the poor young man the moment he stepped foot in the apartment. -- “Oh good. So you don’t feel like ripping me apart, right?” That was probably a stupid question. But it was one that was asked. He kept his eyes on Derek, ready to catch, or try to catch the guy if he went tumbling to the ground. He didn’t, so that was good. He followed Derek’s gaze to the bag and then looked back at him. “Soooo, you said before that you ended up in the woods…I thought, if you wanted, we could tie you up or chain you up so that doesn’t happen again.” * Did he say chain him up? Slowly, he came to a nod his head. “Room..” Is all he said as he held his hand out. Motioning for the bag. Once within his hand, he came to move to the side, letting Stiles walk ahead of him. Though, once inside the room, the sound of the door shutting would be heard, followed by the grip to the back of Stiles neck, as Derek pulled him towards the bed. That low growl heard from the betas throat as he came close to the young man’s ear. “..Someone’s going to be tied… but not me…” Is all he said as he turned Stiles around and shoved him back on the bed, his hand reaching into the bag to pull out the rope. -- Stiles really didn’t think Derek would go along with the idea but since he was, he wasted no time in grabbing the backpack and heading in the direction that Derek had pointed in. The place wasn’t very big, so it didn’t take much time to figure out where the bedroom was. “So, rope or chains?” he asked right before he heard the door shut. He was about to look back over at Derek when he felt the grip on the back of his neck. “Fuck…” he was already dropping the bag and getting pulled towards the bed. “But,” was all he got to stay before he was shoved onto the bed. “Come on, Derek, you don’t want to do this.” He said as he started to scrambled to the other side of the bed so he could put a little distance between them. “I’m supposed to be helping you, remember? You wanted my help. You don’t want to do whatever it is you’re thinking.” * He watched, and listened. He listened closely as he heard Stiles heart beating a tad faster, and even the way his scent changed. It was new, different. And Derek was curious as to what other aromas he could get from the man. “You’re right, I don’t want too..” He said as he moved to the edge of the bed. “I need to.” Is all he said as he moved to grab Stiles by the ankle and pull him down to the edge of the bed towards him for the moment. -- “Then don’t,” he said quickly. He really did hope the human side of Derek would break through and knock his wolf to the side, but that didn’t seem to be happening. He should get up. He should move. He should run for the door and run out of the apartment. Instead, he was getting grabbed by the ankle and pulled towards Derek again. “No, you don’t!” He tried pulling his ankle free, but deep down he knew that it was worthless. Derek was a lot stronger than he was. Well, there was no way he was just going to lay down and take it. Nope. The second Derek let go of his ankle, he was trying to get away again. Derek might be all wolfed out right now, buuuuuut, that didn’t mean Stiles had to make any of this easy for him. * When he pulled away once freed and tried to get away, that low growl was heard once more. His frame move to the bed quickly, climbing upon the mattress as he moved to grab Stiles and stopping him from moving away any further. Internally, Derek was trying to gain some control of himself, but the wolf side was stronger. So, once he had Stiles strapped under him, he came to look down at the male, pinning him there for the moment as he rested between his legs. Really, the entire image looked bad. But right now, Derek didn’t seem to care, where as he normally would. Still, for the moment he just stared at him, as he tilted his head.His eyes closing a moment, but he made sure Stiles couldn’t escape. -- Okay, so getting away was not an option. Maybe he should have thought up a better plan to all of this before arrived. Maybe if he had done that he wouldn’t be trapped between the mattress and Derek right now. “You have me. Now what are you going to do to me?” He should be a lot more scared than he was. But he dealt with Scott losing control. So for some stupid reason, he thought he could deal with Derek losing control. Because really, if Derek wanted him dead, he would be dead already. But he wasn’t. He was just trapped at the moment. “You should let me go.” * He shook his head, at the letting go comment. “No, I think I like you like this.” He said with a smirk forming over his lips. But still, he closed his eyes, his head shaking slightly, since Derek was still struggling on the inside.And that struggle was the main reason, Derek hadn’t really hurt Stiles to begin with. Still, with his hands on either side of Stiles, he came to grip the sheets, ripping them in the process as he quickly shoved himself off the bed and away from Stiles. His hands balled into fist, as his nails dug into his palms. So far, that pain was working on keeping him somewhat grounded. “....Hurry…. Chains….” Is all he struggled to say. -- “I’m sure you do, but I don’t like us this way. So, yeah, let me go.” He knew Derek wasn’t listening. Still he figured maybe he could annoy Derek enough and that’ll get him to let him go. If not, well, then he would have to figure something else out. He heard the sheets ripping before he could see them and then Derek was off of him and telling him to get the chains. He jumped up pretty quickly and for a split moment he thought of just taking off. But he told Derek he would help him and he didn’t want anyone else getting hurt if Derek did manage to leave the apartment. “Okay, okay.” He quickly went for the bag and started pulling the chains out. Once he had them out, he was grabbing Derek’s right wrist and quickly putting the chain on it. * When he felt the chain against his wrist, he growled. But fought to not pull back. He needed this, needed to get this anchor thing under control. So he struggled with his wolf side. But he held out long enough to have Stiles chain him up. His breathing was heavy, quick. As he came to watch the other work on securing he couldn't get out. Once he was fully restrained he looked towards Stiles for the moment. “Now.. what…” he was sweating. Struggling. -- * Stiles had worked quickly chaining up Derek’s wrist and then chaining them to the bed. He did not want Derek to lose control again. “And now we enjoy each other’s company for the rest of the night. Aren’t you thrilled?” He smirked over at Derek while also moving away from him. He seriously hoped the chains and bed held up or he was pretty sure Derek’s wolf side would get him back for chaining him up like that. * Did he have to keep being a smart ass, even during this whole ordeal? Apparently so. Stoll, he was grateful to be chained to the bed, and much like Stiles train of thought, he hoped it would hold. It was instinct to pull at the chains. So far they held. Still, blue piercing eyes came to glare at Stiles. “Ecstatic.” he said through grit fangs as he kept a close eye on every movement, Stiles did. Noting the calmness now in his heart beat. “You're not… scared…” Cora had been scared. -- Why yes, Stiles did have to keep being a smartass. That was just the way he was. And it helped keep his nerves under control. He glanced back at the chains, still satisfied that they’ll hold Derek before he finally sat down on the bed. “I thought you might be,” he said with a grin. The tone in Derek’s voice gave it away that he was not ecstatic at all. That was fine. This was to be expected. “Nope,” he said with a slight shake of his head. “I’m not scared. Remember I’ve been dealing with Scott’s whole wolf thing for months. I even dealt with the craziness of the super eclipse moon back in January.” Right now, the way Derek was acting was pretty tame and easily manageable compared to everything he dealt with that night with Scott. * Derek just growled as he pulled at the chains once Stiles took a seat. Hearing about a supermoon and how he had helped Scott. Another werewolf, it caused him to dug at the chains harder. The sound of the bed rattling slightly from the force as he came to sit up suddenly, and become inches away from Stiles as he stared at him. But when he felt he wasn’t going to be able to break free from the chains he growled and leaned back. THey needed to find him an anchor, because he really doubted Stiles would be coming over every full moon to chain him up, and he didn’t like the idea or the feeling of being restricted. -- “Knock that off,” he said as he reached over and flicked Derek’s ear. It probably wasn’t the smartest thing to do, but Derek needed to stop pulling on the chains before something gave in and broke. He inched away when Derek moved. “Are you going to growl all night? Maybe I should duct tape your mouth,” he half joked. * “Try it and I’ll bite you.” He said through gritted teeth. When he flicked his ear, it took all the betas might to not punch him, so that was progress. A sign that he was trying to gain control of himself. No matter how many times Stiles seemed to be pushing his buttons… Repeatedly so far. Still he assumed it was all part of Stiles plan, to get him over the edge and force him to anchor himself.. He hoped so, unless the kid was just fearless and stupid at this point. -- “No you won’t. You’re chained up. Or did you forget that part.” Stiles smiled at Derek before he got up and started to roam around the bedroom, looking at pictures and other little things that were around the room. “You know you’re going to need to find a way to control this, right? There won’t always be somebody around to tie you up like a wild animal.” * The only pictures he would see where of himself and Cora. Aside that he had no pictures of Laura or his parents in the room. On the dresser he would find Derek’s car keys, watch and wallet. In fact his entire bedroom would be in complete order, since Derek was a bit of an OCD with neatness. “Stop, touching things.” He said as all he could do was watch Stiles wander around his room. “ I know that! I’m trying.” He shouted slightly. The last thing he wanted was to do this on his own.” Dream me uses anger… But that’s not going to work here” -- “Who is the cute girl?” He asked as he grabbed one of the pictures and turned around so that Derek could see. Yeah, Derek said to stop touching stuff, but Stiles didn’t listen. It just made him want to touch more stuff. “Yeah, well, that makes sense. Dream you is a jackass.” He set the picture down and then went back to the bed and sat down on it once again. “Maybe if you thought about somebody that you care about? Or maybe pain? Or…yeah, I don’t know. What else can keep you grounded?” He didn’t know Derek all that well. He knew the jackass version from his dreams and that didn’t really help in this moment. * “My sister, Cora.” He stated. Just saying her name and looking to the picture had him relaxing a bit more. When Stiles mentioned using someone, he glanced towards him, and soon to the picture. Nodding his head slightly. “Then what… What after I find an anchor…” He asked, staring at the picture and trying to control his breathing. * “She’s the one who normally helps you with this, huh?” He asked. “What about other family members?” He hadn’t seen any other pictures. Maybe they just weren’t in the bedroom. That had been his thought about it. But then again, he didn’t really remember seeing any out in the living room either. Then again, he hadn’t stayed in there for very long before he was pointed towards the bedroom. “Then you don’t need to worry about hurting anyone or waking up in strange places with no knowledge of how you got there.” * When he stated that he wouldn’t hurt anyone or wake up in random places with no memory, he nodded his head. Focusing on Cora’s picture for the moment. What better anchor than his sister? Since Derek would do anything for her, so anchoring himself for her should do the trick. At least he hoped so. “I don’t want to hurt anyone.” He said as he came to close his eyes. Only to come to open them and have them no longer be that vibrant blue, but his soft green hues now. The anger/instinct he felt had slowly started fading away. -- “Then I suggest finding an anchor that works for you.” He slapped Derek’s thigh and smirked at him. “At least your eyes aren’t blue anymore.” That had to be something. He wasn’t going to unchain Derek just yet, though. Just in case. “How are you feeling? Less grr-y?” * “Yeah.. and no.” he meant about his eyes no longer being blue and the way he felt. “I'm a but more calm.” he said after glancing towards the picture once more. His breathing no longer heavy, as he felt his body slowly relaxing. Which was a good thing, in all honesty. He prayed that each full moon would be easier and easier. Because even though he seemed calm on the outside on the inside he was still struggling. -- “Better than not calm at all.” And this is why Derek was going to stay chained up to the bed. Stiles wasn’t going to take the risk. Since he wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon, he grabbed a pillow and propped it up against the headboard. He leaned back against it, half sitting and half laying there. “You know...your bed is kind of comfy.” * When he made himself comfortable all Derek could do was stare at him with an arched brow. “ Yeah, I know… Wait, are you planning on sleeping over?” He asked, unsure how far Stiles dedication to this whole full moon night would be. Not to mention, Derek hadn’t had anyone stay a night at his place outside Cora. -- “I had planned on staying for however long I need to stay. If that means all night, then I guess that means I’m sleeping over.” He looked over at Derek. “Why? Do you have a problem with that? Did you think I would just chain you up, leave you and then come back in the morning?” * “Honestly… Yeah, not really sure what I was expecting…” He admitted as he came to lean his back into the wall close to Stiles, but not taking up the young man’s personal space either. When he mentioned if it was a problem, Derek thought for a bit. “I guess not. Just didn’t think that was an option.” -- “What exactly were you expecting?” Stiles asked, eyes still on Derek. He really did wonder what Derek thought was going to happen tonight. “Well, you’re stuck with me until you can control the wolf. So, if you want me gone faster, I guess you better control it faster.” * “I’m pretty sure that’s easier said than done.” He replied rolling his eyes for the moment. But after exhaling for a moment, he came to a stand for the moment, taking the chain in his hands as he sighed for the moment. “If I’m staying chained up, I at least need my sweats for the night.” He stated,since he wasn’t going to be able to undress for the night the way he normally did. -- “Pretty much. But you seem like you kind of don’t want me staying longer than needed.” It had been the only reason why he told Derek to hurry up and control that side of him. He knew it didn’t work like that. The dreams and dealing with Scott here told him so. “You can’t sleep in your jeans?” He already knew the answer to that question, so he got back up. “Where are they?” * He pointed to the dresser by the wall. “And no, I can’t sleep in jeans.” He said with a shrug. Already turning his back to Stiles, as he started undoing his pants. “And I’m only wearing the sweats because you’re staying the night.” He replied honestly as he came to kick off his shoes and socks. His jeans soon followed to the before he folded them and placed them off to the side along with his socks and shoes. -- Stiles made his way over to the dresser and pulled the sweats out from it. “Oh?” he asked as he started to walk towards Derek. “Do you sleep naked or something?” He handed Derek the sweat pants. He would have gotten back on the bed, but he held off for the moment. “Need anything else?” * “I sleep in my briefs.” he replied as he came to take the sweats from Stiles and slip them on over his briefs. “I got and extra pair, if you wanna get comfortable. Since you’re staying the night.” He added as he came to take a seat on the bed. Glancing to the chains on his wrist for the moment as he tugged lightly. But nothing like earlier. “Thanks, again for doing this.” -- “Oh, well, you can do that still…if you want.” If he slept naked then that would be a problem. At first he was going to turn down Derek’s offer, but he was pretty sure he was spending the night, so why not take the sweats and get a little more comfortable? “Okay, thanks,” he said as he went back to the dresser to grab himself a pair of sweats. “You’re welcome,” he said with a smile. “I can help you during the next full moon, too, if you want.” He’d help Derek as long as he needed to. He tossed the sweats onto the bed and then kicked off his shoes. Socks were next and then his pants. After he put the sweat pants on, he hopped right back onto the bed. * Derek couldn’t help but laugh at Stiles a bit. MAinly because the sweats were a little baggy on him, since Derek was slightly taller. Still when he hopped back into bed, that really had him snickering a moment. “How old are you again?” He asked with a raised brow. “And careful. I might start thinking you like spending time with me if you keep offering to come over every full moon.” Derek said teasing lightly. -- “What?” Yeah, so the sweats were a bit big on him. As long as he didn’t decide to jump around, they would stay put. He rolled his eyes at the age question. “I’m not jailbait if that’s what you’re thinking,” he replied before adding, “I’m almost twenty two. Why?” Why did his age matter? “Can’t have that! Would it help if I said this is torture and that I wish I were back at home with my puppy?” He was kidding. This wasn’t torture. It was fine. As long as Derek didn’t lose control and go wolf crazy. * Derek laughed a bit as he shook his head once more. “What’s your pups name?” He asked as he came to rest a bit more comfortable next to Stiles. “Also, I think you like it. Helping me and having me tied up.” He replied with a light wink. “Knew you had some kinks to you.” He added teasingly once more to him. -- “Oreo,” he replied as he watched Derek. “Yep,” he said with a huge grin. “This is exactly why I’m helping you. Because I love seeing you all tied up.” He laughed. “You have no idea…” He looked away for a moment before looking back at Derek again. “You’re not complaining much about the chains. You must be pretty kinky yourself.” Hey, if Derek could tease about it, so could he. * Derek shook his head, he had too. “You’ve no idea what I’m into.” He replied as he thought for a minute. “Pretty sure the things I’d do to you would have you never wanting to leave.” Derek was a tease, and a flirt. And right now with the full moon and him being chained and relaxed it allowed him stay in control with the light flirty banter. -- “Oh really?” he asked as he moved onto his side, facing Derek now. “I’m all curious now. What exactly would you do, huh?” If Derek was going to say stuff like that then Stiles wanted to hear about it. * Derek watched as Stiles turned over onto his side and held a curious expression on his face. It caused the man to laugh a bit and shake his head. “See, now why would I tell you? When I could show you? “He leaned in a bit closer to Stiles for the moment, his lips stopping inches away from Stiles as he smiled lightly. “But I’d rather keep you curious, “ He added as he leaned back. -- “Umm…” This is where he should be moving away, but he didn’t. He stayed put. “You can’t really show me anything with you being chained up and all…” They were so close that they were practically sharing the same air. And he still didn’t move. Then Derek moved away and Stiles rolled his eyes. “Do you always tease the people you’re with? Is that one of your kinks?” * “I like to think of it as keeping them on their toes and wanting more.” He said with a light chuckle as he came to glance over at Stiles. That brow raised a moment later. “Besides, the night is still young… A lot could happen.” Is all he added as he brought his hands to the back of his head and held that smirk over his lips. -- “Oooooh, is that what it is?” He paused for a moment before asking, “Does that even work?” Nothing was going to happen. They were going to sit there and be bored or pass out or both. “If you say so.” He grabbed the pillow and pulled it down a bit so that he could half lay on it and half hug it. “Soooooooo, what’s with the lack of family pictures? I mean I see a few of Cora, but that’s all.” * Derek shook his head laughing. That is until Stiles brought up the family pictures things. “I have a better idea.” He said as he pulled his hands back from the back of his head. Only to grab at Stiles shirt and pull him suddenly into him, as he pressed his lips against his. Anything to not talk about his family. |