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The kisses grew hotter each day. Each lick, each bite tasted of desperation.
They reminded each other about the audience, invisible but no less real. A hand on the chest, fingers grabbing the chin to stop the lips from pursuing. Stuttered breaths, simmering heat, gritted teeth. Forehead against forehead and noses rubbing together. In the end, it was Derek who smiled at him in placation and pressed the last calming kiss to Stiles’ eager lips. As if they had all time in the world. As if they would be doing it again and again and again, after. As if something real would exist beyond this TV set.
Yes, Derek kissed him like he wanted it to last. If Stiles was a romantic at heart, he would’ve said it felt like yearning. For what — Stiles didn’t know. There ought to be thousands like him in Derek’s world, while Derek was one in a million.
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The alpha looked back to the folders and continued to flip through file after file, until finally, he found the one. He studied the photo. The same stunning eyes, slightly turned up nose, perfect, pale, mole kissed skin and the most wicked smirk he had ever seen. His eyes traced over the file further. Father – Sheriff. Mother – Deceased. Address- Beacon Hills. Age-… Fuck.
NOW WITH EPILOGUE
BONUS CHAPTER ADDED 28.06.23
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Thank god someone had the brains to call him. Now he was running through the preserve to that stupid stump, hoping that he gets there before it's too late and he loses his reason for living.
AU from about 10 minutes before the end of the movie. A fix it for you guys.
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"A true friend accepts who you are, but also helps you become who you should be" by Ambear9
Fandoms: Teen Wolf (TV)
02 Feb 2023
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When Derek was a child his house was burnt to the ground, at the time he never understood how or why he survived or why there were people so cruel to take his parents and three sisters away from him, or why he was stuck growing up in the same family that took his away but here he was an honorary Argent as Chris called it.
But that means moving around the united states because Chris is scared that the hunters that still work for his family will come after them.Derek is a senior in high school when they move to Beacon Hills and he finds out it wasn't his first time being there.
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- Part 17 of Sterek Prompts
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Of all the things Stiles imagined could happen, he never thought he’d end up packless.
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Derek picks up his coffee and drains it slowly. "My place is a twenty-minute drive from here. I could show you, if you'd like," he says once he finishes. His tone is studiedly casual, but Stiles knows what a big deal it is. It's an offer to re-establish a connection with a former pack member. To invite Stiles into the new sanctuary Derek created for himself.
Stiles looks at his empty cup. He thinks of the miles he's driven. Of the motels and hotels and cheap campsites he's crashed at, and tries to keep his desperation to have something familiar, of not feeling so goddamn lonely, from his voice.
"Yeah. I'd really like that," he says, and if his heartbeat does a little swoop, Derek's too polite to mention it.
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“The mating ritual has commenced. The human now belongs to the Hale pack.”
“I have a name,” Stiles mumbled.
“What is it?”
The voice was rough, as if biting into the delicate skin of Stiles’ throat had taken concerted effort. Stiles’ eyes flitted open, looking at his Werewolf-husband for the first time.
“Oh, my God,” Stiles groaned. “You’re hot.”When Stiles is caught breaking ancient Pack law, he’s given two choices: be killed or become mate to some Werewolf he’s never met before.
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Chris had warned him. Chris-mother-fucking-Argent had warned him, and he still hadn’t managed to avoid the hunters. Well, that wasn’t exactly true… he could have avoided them, but that would have meant leading them back to their base, and he wasn’t doing that.
Derek is trapped by hunters, drugged, feral... and afraid he's going to be set free to take the one thing he's wanted more than anything else in his world: Stiles.
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Scott makes a horrifying discovery. Derek isn’t just brooding. He’s sex-starved. And apparently the only person who can fix it is Stiles. Naturally, Scott shoves him straight into the line of fire before the pack gets torn apart by one very frustrated werewolf.
—Derek’s eyes narrowed. He turned toward Scott with a glare that could burn straight through him. Explain yourself or be eaten—that was his type of vibe.
Scott held up his hands in defense. "Okay, okay! Chill. The pack's just... concerned."
“Concerned,” Derek repeated, voice flat and deeply unimpressed.
Scott winced, his smile cracking. “Yeah. Uh. You kinda made Isaac cry yesterday. Over sparring techniques. And Lydia said she’s not coming back until you get laid.”
Derek froze. His entire body went stiff like someone had poured cement down his spine.
“We’re just wondering,” Scott said, painfully casual, “when the last time was that you had some fun. And if, like… you needed help finding someone?”
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"Ooh going all sub-verbal on me. I like it, I like that I do that to you."
He's looking over his shoulder now. Derek got lost in watching his back as he rolled up to take position. But now he catches his eye, flashes his red gaze and lets his fangs drop just enough to peek between his teeth. He hears Stiles' heart skip and his breath catch.
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Of all the outcomes Derek imagined, he never thought he would be staring down a rifle with Stiles hidden behind him.
“We’re unarmed,” Derek stated, his hands in a placating gesture as he took a step in front of Stiles.
Stiles reached a hand up, taking hold of Derek’s arm as he instructed him to lower his hands. “Hello, father,” he softly greeted the man holding the rifle.
Derek looked at the man, finally taking a moment to realize that it was the man from the photo Stiles had in his suitcase. He lingered beside Stiles, knowing this first impression was not the finest.
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Or, the one set during WWII where Stiles is a pregnant grad student and Derek is a PTSD riddled soldier, both of them looking for a better life.