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Derek being so exhausted from Stiles’ energy in bed he just has Stiles sit on his face until Stiles is satisfied. Is that anything?

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Sterek Kisses!

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@shona22 asked: "maybe Derek cooking breakfast while stiles rests his head on his shoulder blades, yawning?"

Saved the rest of your suggestions for another time ♡ Hope you like this - thank you for the kind words!

Stiles seems like a 'hand in my partners pocket' kinda man - he better hope derek doesn't burn his food

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when you let the adhd human fidget with your hand to keep him focused on the pack meeting but now that's all you can focus on bc you're a touch-starved little man

haven't had a lot of time to draw lately and been bouncing between wayy too many different projects without finishing anything so here's something a little less refined 🫶

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Derek hold Stiles by the back of the neck..

His hand just resting there during a drive, holding Stiles’ neck in a crowed so they won’t be separated, Derek adding pressure when Stiles starts to get bratty…

Derek forcing Stiles’s neck into the pillow while he fucks into him from behind 🤭

He will apologize and kiss Stiles’s nape later

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Stiles who’s all bravado and sarcasm melting into a puddle anytime Derek looks at him for a little too long with eyes full of want

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I want a high school au where Stiles starts leaving Lydia notes in her locker but he gets the wrong number and accidentally leaves them in Derek’s locker instead and Derek’s like, “‘Your hair looks particularly luscious today.’ The hell?” But you know he swaggers a bit after that like, damn right my hair is luscious.

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I'm craving needy Stiles who constantly needs to be stuffed full of Derek's fat alpha cock to feel calm and content even if just for a short moment

Stiles sitting on Derek's cock while Derek finishes eating his dinner at the table...Stiles on his knees keeping his mate warm while he's watching tv...

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“Stiles, quit messing around and finish your homework!!”

(SORRY I DONT POST OFTEN!!!)

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A soulmate fic where you’ve got “Help! Save me!” on your wrist.  So you do the martial arts classes, and ROTC, and get a concealed carry permit, you are READY, you are SO up for this… and then one day you’re at a friend’s house, and someone comes pounding down the stairs laughing and ducks behind you and goes “Help! Save me!” and that’s how you find out your soulmate was escaping a tickle fight.

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okay but Stiles starting feeling like a slut or like “easy” because he can’t say no to Derek anytime he wants to have sex…

like they’re not dating yet and maybe they’re both not doing really well mentally either and won’t sit down to have a decent conversation.

on top of that, Stiles’ home life isn’t great, him and his dad aren’t really speaking these days and there’s always disappointment in his eyes when he looks at Stiles now.

They can’t hang out for anything without Stiles ending up under Derek fighting for his life as Derek fucks him. and it’s always so good. so so good but after Derek leaves, Stiles always feels like he should have put up some sort of a fight. right? that’s what he should do but he’s never able to.

Derek just has to look at him in the way he does and Stiles is already baring his neck and Derek is there, nuzzling and grazing his teeth on the delicate skin and it’s game over for Stiles.

that uneasiness Stiles feels starts to accumulate until Stiles can’t even look at Derek in the eyes anymore when they’re together, fucking or not.

the next time they fuck Derek tries to push Stiles’ face up with his nose so they can look at eachother but Stiles looks at a point on the ceiling beside Derek’s head. but Derek still tries to catch his eyes so he just ends up pushing at Derek’s shoulders so he can let Stiles roll onto his belly to change the position.

Derek doesn’t enter him again right away, he splays a big hand to Stiles’ back and his thumb caresses his skin, back and forth, back and forth.

Stiles starts shaking a little and he’s like “just fuck me! please just… just fuck me, Derek.” and he means it, he wants Derek he wants him so so much. so after only hesitating again for one more second Derek slides into him again.

Usually in this position it doesn’t take long for them to finish, but this time Derek takes it slow. any time Stiles tries to make him pick up the pace by arching into the thrusts Derek pushes his hips back to the bed and keeps him in place.

it’s agonizing, Stiles hides his face in his pillow because there might be tears involved but Derek doesn’t let him hide for long, he circles a hand around Stiles’ throat and lifts a little giving Stiles no choice but to turn his face to the side.

Stiles’ face crumples and more tears fall and Derek falters in his movements making Stiles immediately say “no please, don’t stop!” and again he means it. he doesn’t want Derek to stop but he also can’t stop crying and his heart hurts and he doesn’t really know why. he just knows that later when he’ll be left alone he’ll start feeling like shit about letting Derek have him again.

Derek does stop tho but he doesn’t pull out. he brushes his nose to Stiles cheek softly and says Stiles’ name just as softly. Stiles’ lips wobbles a little and he starts apologizing. but Derek just says “talk to me”.

and Stiles just cries and shakes for a few seconds but finally asks Derek why he always has to leave after. his voice is barely a whisper but the words are coming from somewhere down deep, somewhere Stiles had refused to look at for a while now.

Derek goes very still on top of him, his nose lifting from Stiles’ skin for a few beats before he asks Stiles if he wants him to stay after. Stiles just nods in his pillow, cheek rubbing.

Derek’s nose comes back to nuzzle Stiles’ cheek and just says “okay i’ll stay” before slowly thrusting into Stiles again making him gasp.

This time Derek does pick up the pace and fucks into him hard, leaving Stiles moaning brokenly into his pillow until he’s coming untouched into the sheets while Derek spills into him so so deep with a growl.

Derek is true to his word and stays after. he pulls Stiles to him and pillows Stiles’ head to his chest and runs his fingers up and down Stiles’ back for a long time while Stiles plays with Derek’s chest hair absentmindedly.

later, Derek asks if he’s hungry and Stiles says he could eat so Derek takes him to the diner on main street for some curly fries and a burger.

when Derek drops him home after, he kisses Stiles on the lips softly before leaving.

that night, Stiles goes to bed without even once feeling like shit or like he should have put up a fight.

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When Derek and Stiles both decide to start having sex, Stiles is a lot more shy than they both anticipated. Derek can smell just how eager Stiles is but Stiles is so shy its endearing but also disconcerting a bit lol

Stiles doesn’t even understand why he’s so damn shy like its DEREK he’s wanted that man for ages and now that he can have him, he can’t even look at him in the eyes and the idea of Derek seeing him naked and open and eager and so ready for him makes him want to hide just as much as it leaves him hard and wanting.

Derek kind of balks because he does NOT want to make Stiles uncomfortable in any shape or form but Stiles wants it so badly, he wants to get over the shyness and Derek agrees that they just need to do it a few times and Stiles will naturally work through his shyness.

So their first time is a bit awkward because Stiles can’t stop giggling while Derek grins down at him and Stiles is wearing his purple hoodie refusing to take it off so Derek just runs his hands under it.

When he’s got Stiles naked from the waist down with his fingers in his ass, Stiles is so flustered Derek is almost afraid he’ll overheat in the hoodie because he keeps it pulling down over his face.

Eventually he asks Derek in a really small voice Derek’s never heard him use before if they can change position. Derek lets him roll onto his belly and fondness warms his chest. Stiles is so cute, cuter than he has any right to be.

Stiles buries his face into his pillow, hugging it tightly after pulling his hood up around his head. he feels better like this even though it’s probably irrational. Derek lowers himself onto him, covering him entirely and his hard length is at his ass and Stiles squirms and lets out an eager moan. he’s ready, Derek opened him up so well and thoroughly he could just slide right in but Derek still takes a moment to slip his fingers into him one more time as if to check one last time if he’s ready for him.

Derek takes one of the discarded pillows and settles it under his hips and Stiles somehow finds a way to blush even harder and there’s tears at the corner of his eyes. he’s so overwhelmed he can barely breath and Derek hasn’t even fucked him with his cock yet. it’s embarrassing and along with his shyness the feelings almost turn ugly and he lets out an involuntary whimper.

Immediately, Derek is at his ear and shushes him softly and runs his hands comfortingly up and down his thighs. It helps and he can breathe better and he shifts so he can bare his neck to Derek. it doesn’t matter that his neck is covered by the hoodie or not, Derek lets out a pleased rumbly sound and rubs his face on the fabric at his neck making Stiles moan brokenly.

From what Stiles can’t say because of his shyness, he somehow compensate by his movements and his little noises. He starts moving his hips back into Derek’s crotch, eager and wanting as if begging Derek to fuck him.

Derek complies and Stiles immediately start letting out these small strangled noises he’s obviously trying to keep inside but can’t.

It’s so endearing and Derek wonders if he can make Stiles grow even louder. He fucks into him harder and deeper and Stiles lets out a loud sob before shouting out FUCK and pulling at his hoodie tighter around his head with trembling fingers.

Derek nuzzles his clothed head, neck and shoulders while murmuring filth he doesn’t really realize he’s saying. Stiles says “noooo don’t say thaaat” a few times all shy and sweet in response to wtv he’s saying and Derek just can’t get enough.

He fucks Stiles into the mattress even harder, grunting on every thrust and he can feel his orgasm building while Stiles is letting out punched out moans and broken little words on every thrusts.

They’re both close, so fucking close.

Then Stiles lifts his head from the pillow, face peeking out of his hoodie to beg Derek to come inside him, please Derek come inside me! Please! and Derek is coming, hard, so fucking hard inside Stiles and he doesn’t stop thrusting and then he feels it when Stiles comes on his dick, untouched, squeezing Derek so hard it’s almost painful.

He’s screaming Derek’s name over and over like he’s dying, hands gripping the bedding beside his pillow, white hot pleasure coursing through him and leaving him twitching with aftershocks.

Derek puts his entire weight on him and he’s pleasantly squished.

He starts thinking that maybe it’s not so bad having Derek seeing him like that but he can’t help thinking that maybe he’ll never stop being a little shy when it comes to Derek and that maybe just maybe that it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

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the shy stiles post i just reblogged is giving me the courage to maybe post my own shy stiles post thats been in my drafts for AGES

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Imagine this (if you will)…

Derek finally gets his shit together and admits (to his Betas, after a looong debate) that he likes Stiles. The *how* is not the interesting/ Important Part, it’s what comes after. The Betas convince him to try flirting with Stiles, be obvious about his affaction.

And Derek does. But he learns realy quick that Stiles is fucking *shy*? Not insecure, mind you. Just realy realy shy. Blushing, avoiding eye contact, heart beat going realy fast kind of shy. When he asks him about it, Stiles just says that he always had to be the confident, brave one, especialy with Scott who used to get bullied for his Asthma. And Nobody tried to Flirt with him anyways so he has no experience with that.

Derek thinks it’s the cutest thing ever and makes it his Mission to turn him into a blushing mess and shower him with affection as much as he can.

So, Yeah… just shy Stiles i guess?

What do we think about that?

English is not my first Language so sry if this makes so Sense at all.. also it’s the middle of the Night…

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Imagine Derek going into the shower while stiles is there and stiles thinks “ooh this is gonna be hot and sexy showering together” but nope. Derek seriously exfoliates in the shower. He scrubs off all the dirt and grime since he works in a mechanic shop. And he does the same to stiles. So now anytime they come out the shower stiles is rubbed raw and pink (not the good kind). But afterwards Derek moisturizes him and that’s nice and soothing.

(I just laughed to myself at the idea that after the first time, Derek gets in the shower with Stiles and Stiles scrambles out of the shower as fast as he possibly can--like Looney Tunes speed running)