Re: Mar 23
Any other night and Derek might have drawn it out, teased Stiles to tears, but every cell in Derek's body wanted him to mate with this human, take him and mark him under the dragging pull of the full moon. Even as his tongue left Stiles dripping wet, Derek started to breach Stiles with a second finger, pushing into him in a long, steady slide.
"Going to fuck you for hours," Derek groaned, eyes fluttering shut as he kissed the edge of Stiles' entrance, squeezing tight around his fingers. "Going to put my scent in you, mark you, going to fuck you until you cry."