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Opinion Needed

Okay, so this tumblr is a secondary to my main tumblr, and it is beyond frustrating that I can't send asks. So, how many of you would be okay with me naming this one defunctsassmasterhalejr then making it again on a separate tumblr? You guys can just reblog threads from here, then I'll reblog from you from the new tumblr, which will be sassmasterhalejr. I'll make sure there's a link here for easy access.

Thoughts?

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if I ever stop replying to our rp PLEASE TELL ME BECAUSE TUMBLR ONLY NOTIFIES ME LIKE HALF THE TIME NOW and I keep missing posts I’m so angry about this recent development

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"It's just your natural scent. I like it," Derek admits, and he figures that seems silly to a human who can't smell as well as a werewolf can, but he couldn't help but say it.

Derek chuckles. "Well, that depends on you," he replies, fingering the waistband of Camden's pants.

"Well," he begins wickedly, making quick work of Camden's fly to slip hand inside his boxers, running his fingers across Camden's cock but not much more stimulation than that. "You did ask so nicely. Tell me what else you want, babe."

Come Here, My Pet :: Derek and Camden

"Really?"  Camden always got embarrassed by the sounds that came out of his mouth.  It made him happy that someone liked it because it was something that he found hard to control.  He chuckled a bit and grinned.  "That’s surprising.  I don’t use anything special."

"Fuck," he moaned.  "How slow?"  Not that he didn’t mind slow every now and then, but Camden could be impatient sometimes… or rather most times during sex.  If Derek wanted noises and begging, he was definitely going to get it.

"Touch me," he said, arching into Derek’s hand.  "Beneath the clothes.  Please."  His tone took a pleading tone.

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Derek moves to rip open the card when a familiar heartbeat catches his attention. He grins as he grabs the cupcake and card before bounding downstairs. Taking them two at a time, he slides into the living room to see his boyfriend sitting on the couch.

From behind the couch, Derek wraps his arms around his boyfriend, kissing his cheek. "Hey, this is a nice surprise," he murmurs. "Don't you have Christmas stuff to do with your family?"

Usually, Derek doesn't expecting anyone other than his family celebrating on his actual birthday, since it's also Christmas day, but he's ecstatic that Camden's here.

Merry Birthmas Day

Camden is chilling on the couch downstairs.  He and Isaac made cupcakes the night before and iced them that morning before he headed over.  Usually he would have cuddled with Derek until he woke up, but his mom caught him heading up the stairs.  He dropped the cupcake off in Derek’s room and headed back down to talk with Talia before she headed off to work, then chilled out on the couch until Derek woke up.

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Merry Birthmas Day

When Derek wakes up, he knows it's Christmas. It's like instinctive to him, though the smell of the cupcake a few feet away from where he was sleeping also tipped him off. It's chocolate with red and green frosting, which his favorite flavor with the customary colors of the holiday.

There's a candle in the middle of the cupcake with an envelope beside, most likely holding a birthday card. Derek approaches the cupcake and envelope with care, even though he's pretty sure he knows who left it for him.

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Merry Christmas!

I finished all my drafts. So, if you think I owe you, you should hit me up. If you want a link to our last thread, I can also provide that. <3

...I may also make a bbDerek bday post, since that's supposedly Derek's canon bday. (I wonder how long that will hold up, XD)

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Derek makes a pleased sound in the back of his throat when Camden whimpers beneath him running a hand down his side, lifting his head to catch Camden's eye. "I love the sounds you make," he says honestly, breathing deeply through his nose as he shifts to nuzzle his face against Camden's stomach. "And you smell so good."

The scent of Camden's arousal is addictive, and Derek just wants make him hotter, more turned on. He knows whenever he catches a spike in the scent or the uptick in Camden's heartbeat, that he's been doing something right.

"Just don't bite any sounds back for me, okay? We're going slow tonight. I wanna take you apart," he says with a wicked grin then looks up at Camden innocently as his hand travels downward to cup Camden's dick through his pants. "Though, if you beg, I could be persuaded to move faster."

Come Here, My Pet :: Derek and Camden

Camden could see the nervousness physically slipping from his boyfriend.  He saw the shoulders go lax, along with the muscles in his torso that he ached to touch even more, now that he couldn’t.

The tone of Derek’s voice sent shivers down his spine.  This was their first time doing something like this and Camden really didn’t know what to expect, what his boyfriend had in mind.  Sure, he’d read of possibilities on the internet, but this was something completely different.  This, they were actually physically doing it.

His eyes fell shut at the soft kisses down his chest.  When he felt the sharp pinch on his nipple from teeth clamped around it, he gasped slightly and whimpered.  He shouldn’t have been surprised by it.  His nipples were pert from arousal and tempting, so he should have figured Derek would have gone for them.  It wasn’t enough, though.  He needed more attention, craved more touch, and it seemed like time was just dragging.  Camden didn’t say anything, though.  Things had just started and he’d save his begging for later when it really mattered.  Though if he was deprived too much longer, he might have to make an exception

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Derek nods. "Yeah, I can do that," he replies, trying not sound too overeager to please, but he winces inwardly, knowing he's missed the mark by a bit. "I mean, it'd also get me out of the house more often than basketball practice. My family's big, so it can get kind of stifling."

Which is all true, and Derek likes the fact that this will be a sanctioned reason to be out of the house. He'll have to twist the truth a bit, since no one will believe he'd ever need that much practice in any sport, but it'll keep him out of the house. ...and getting to see his hot swim coach in a swim suit, alone, on a fairly regular basis is pretty good incentive to him.

Coach Kate || sassmasterhalejr

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Update

One draft left. My brain is just not doing Karek right now, or I'd do that one right now too. I promise to get it done before Christmas, at least. @_@

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Derek actually thinks a bit more of Stiles, for not just ordering some plain coffee. He sees it as a little bit of defiance to Derek being a jerk to him. Well, at least his tutor has a spine.

"Yeah, see you," he says in lieu of an actual goodbye.

Classes go by slowly, and Derek just wishes it would move faster. He's out the door at the final bell like a gunshot, and he hopes he doesn't get noticed, since there might have been a little wolf speed involved.

He heads to Starbucks, grabs his own pumpkin spice latte that's thankfully still in season as well as Stiles' order, making sure there's definitely extra whip cream.

He easily balances both cups as he jogs to the library, and makes sure to smile winningly at the librarian, so she doesn't call him out on the coffees. Derek heads to the back and spots Stiles immediately.

Approaching the table, Derek places Stiles' drink in front of him. "For you," he says before taking a sip of his own. "Were you waiting long?"

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Stiles’ breath caught a little at that smile. Fuck him and that smile. He ducked his head, breaking eye contact, and rubbing furiously at the back of his neck.

"Um, peppermint mocha latte, if that’s cool. Extra whip." And then he felt stupid. Should he have just ordered a regular coffee? "I, uh, I’ll see you at the library."

He ducked his way around Derek and left the classroom.

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When Stiles moans, Derek can't help but grin smugly against her breast. He pulls away for a short moment, only to pull his shirt over his head and toss it aside. Once he tossed the shirt away, Derek's mouth is already back on Stiles' breasts, mouthing the other one rather enthusiastically.

He tries to be not too enthusiastic, because he doesn't want any wolfing out mishaps, even if Stiles does know about it. His fangs could very easily hurt her, and Derek's pretty sure she doesn't want a nipple piercing.

Derek licks over Stiles' nipple one more time before pulling away. "You make really hot sounds," he tells her breathlessly, his jeans feeling too tight with his erection straining against the zipper.

keeping a girlish figure:

Stiles nodded, hands moving now to Derek’s hips, to push at his shirt, pulling it up and baring his muscled torso.

Her exploration was disrupted by the hot mouth on her breast. The hand gently squeezing. She threw her head back, gasping and then letting out a ragged moan.

"Oh my god," she breathed out. And then she felt his teeth grazing that sensitive skin and she let out another strangled moan. "Oh fuck, that’s good."

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Derek can't help the huge, predatory grin that widens on his lips. "Well, that's good to know," he replies, the tenseness slipping from him at his boyfriend's words.

Hearing Camden tell him pointblank that everything's okay definitely helped with his nerves. "Oh, I'll enjoy this, thoroughly," Derek promises as he leans his head down, pressing his lips against one of Camden's pecs, dragging his lips down until he catches a nipple gently between his teeth.

Come Here, My Pet :: Derek and Camden

Camden chuckled a bit and nodded.  ”It’s fine, Der.  If something’s wrong, I’ll let you know, alright?  Relax.  You got your boyfriend restrained to your bed, eagerly waiting your next move.  Enjoy it.”  He thought he was supposed to be the nervous one, but turns out that role was going to Derek.  Which was sweet in its own way.  It meant that Derek cared, that he didn’t want anything bad happening and that he was being cautious.  But the more relaxed Derek was, the more relaxed he could be and the more fun this would be for the both of them.

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❅

Derek doesn't know if it's a joke gift or not, but he may have accidentally found a collection of every Blink-182 album, so there's a messily wrapped box filled with those CDs on Scott's box. There's not note, but if Scott uses his nose, he can easily find that it's from Derek.