#(I know he's not really a slasher but for the sake of my tagging system)

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hi! i saw that small requests were open for tpof and i just would really like any manhandling and rough treatment from derek </3 i want him to fuck me so bad and be soo mean to me at the same time im going insane!!!

I will do my best to make your wishes and my stipulation that all derek works be dom!reader(-adjacent, at least) meet in the middle lol. Let's say this takes place a while after the 'he takes you home' ending. 🔞

cw. rough treatment, oral (reader receiving)

"...and it pissed me off so much that I -"

"Uh huh, cool story bro," you interrupt, lowering your poised hips toward his face until his words became muffled. You'd been barely listening anyway.

His eyebrows knit together as he mutters something unintelligible and his hands grab at your thighs, as if preparing to shove you off; you thread your fingers into his hair, ready to grab a fistful if he tries. The touch seems to soothe him, though, and he finally puts his mouth to good use with a small moan.

Unfortunately, you can only enthrall him this way for as long as his attention span holds, and he gets bored easily.

You're just starting to roll your hips in earnest when his hands - which he'd left on your thighs so they could knead and wander over your skin while he worked - surge back into action, lifting you off of him and tossing you to the side more quickly than you expected and more easily than you'd care to admit.

You fall over the edge of the bed and to the floor with a loud thud (that'll bruise, you bet); you quickly try to sit back up but he's already on you, shoving you roughly back down and caging you beneath him.

Your fingers find their way to his ribs, lightly tracing the thin scar there. A little reminder for him that you're not as helpless as he'd like to think. You feel his abs contract at the touch, skin jolting away from the undesirable memory.

"I was talking to you - don't be a useless brat," he growls, snatching your wrists away from his torso and pinning them above your head.

"And I was trying to come on your tongue - you're the useless brat here," you retort coolly into his scowling face.

"We'll see about that," he huffs before sliding back down your body and burying his face between your thighs again.

You chuckle quietly. It's funny how easy he is once you know the right buttons to push.