bakerstreet | you are the reason i stay alive

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you are the reason i stay alive

TIED TOGETHER
i want to fuck you like an animal
Maybe...

You saw them from across the room

You've known them for years

But now you can't wait to claim them, all of them, as yours in the most animalistic way possible.

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Knotting is a popular sub-genre of fiction that has become popular recently. The genre gives canine-type characteristics to male characters wherein the penile shaft enlarges as he approaches his orgasm to tie both him and his partner together for up to twenty minutes. The knot provides both a way to claim, and in case of a situation where pregnancy is a possibility, prevents sperm from leaking out.

While this can include Alpha/Beta/Omega play, heats, and similar genres, this isn't entirely required for this meme. For those interested in even edgier play, including full-out bestiality, there are options.

Please remember that this meme deals with topics not everyone may be comfortable with. Respect each other, don't cause wank, and don't forget to please exactly what you're comfortable playing!

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- Post your character, along with any preferences.
- Either let others roll for an option or set up your own scene in the top comment.
- Be respectful, don't force kinks someone might not be interested in.

you can have my everything
betrothed | your families decided long ago that you would mate when the time came.
claimed | you claimed your mate before someone else could. you did them a favor really.
destined | you love each other deeply and you have both known, deep down, that this would happen.
heat | neither of you planned on this, but the heat caught you off guard.
pregnant | your mate is already with your child, but that isn't stopping you from claiming them over and over again. you could also be trying for a child.
wildcard | do you have something else you want to play out? make up your own scenario!

my whole existence is flawed
actual animal - your partner is a werewolf, always a little bit fuzzy, or an actual animal you want to use for your pleasure (or maybe you're being coerced?).
stolen - you know they're mated to someone else, but you don't care. they will be yours, even if you have to kill their current mate or use other means.given | your mate was given to you or bought in exchange for some skill or good you possessed. maybe you did it to rescue them, maybe your desires are more twisted than that.
breeding | you need to carry on your bloodline and they're just for breeding, nothing more.
groomed - you have raised this person to be your absolute, perfect mate. you have given them no other options but to succumb to you in the end.
wildcard | do you have something else you want to play out? make up your own scenario!

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[The moment Derek affirms that he's Scott's as well, the beta wolf's heart skips a beat and his chest feels tight. He knew what he was getting into with the blood oath, and he would have lived with his new station in life, but hearing those small words coming from Derek, that even that little seemed impossible for Derek normally... Scott was pretty sure that he wanted Derek to have him now regardless of the contract. He would have given himself to the alpha long ago if he'd had the slightest inkling that he was wanted for anything more than adding to Derek's own power.

Scott needed Derek to take him, so he's lifting his arms to help Derek get his shirt off before he grabs the Alpha's shirt and starts tugging on it as well. Derek had all the time in the world now to admire him, as Scott hoped to do the same. Right now though, he wanted more. His head rests against Derek's shoulder, planting small kisses to the spot while Derek's fingers work at his jeans, and that gets him practically begging the alpha for it.]

Ah! Derek! [He gasps as Derek's fingers wrap around his cock, and he bucks into his alpha's hand. His breathing is ragged, and his fingers are basically tearing through Derek's shirt now, needing to feel skin against his.] Yours... That's definitely yours. Please...

[The red in his eyes flare at the tearing of his shirt and Scott resorting to pleading (that was definitely something he could get used to), and Derek pulls at his cock and squeezes at the head, curious to see what reaction he could draw from his betrothed, his mate. Despite the age difference between the two of them, he always wondered what it would have been like to be with Scott like this. Just a little harmless imagination that he wouldn't dare admit to.

And what would have been the point now that he has him? He shrugs out of the scraps of his shirt to help Scott before going back to lick a line up the center of his chest, hands moving behind and underneath to grope at Scott's ass as he sucked and bit at his Adam's apple. The taste sends rush of pleasure through him, a jolt of electricity at the tip of his tongue, and yes, that is definitely a growl.

The Camaro's too cramped for this, but Derek's adamant he'll make it work. The nails on his fingers careful extend into claws that rip into the bottom of the teen's jeans, tearing them and his underwear both enough that he had proper access to his entrance.] And this? This mine, too, Scott? [He asks, his brows raising as he teasingly stroked a finger over Scott's hole.]

[The way that Derek's rough fingers tug and squeeze at his cock and teases the head has Scott writhing in Derek's lap, earning the alpha a bit of precum from the overexcited teen. His hands start to move over Derek's chest once his shirt is out of the way, feeling over the definition of his muscles. He's seen Derek shirtless at least a hundred times now, but this was the first time that he'd ever been this close and really got to touch Derek... Despite more than just a few fantasies about what it would be like. He kind of wishes that they had a little more room to move, since he wanted to really explore Derek and worship him right now, but... Another time, maybe.

He doesn't get to linger on it long though, and even though the hands groping his ass make him jump, Derek's mouth on his neck again makes him calm almost immediately. Just like the bite from earlier to secure Derek's dominion over him, just sucking on Scott's neck is enough to make him still and be submissive, even though his eyes are still shining yellow. He attention to his throat and Derek's growl sends shivers down his spine and right to his cock which strains against his boxers now that Derek's hands aren't there. If this is what submission was, then Scott could definitely get used to it.

The beta ends up whimpering softly as he feels Derek tearing into his jeans and then there's a finger brushing over his hole, and Scott sits up straight immediately, tensing up, and hitting his head on the car's ceiling. He knew that this was expected of him, but he'd never played with himself back there... Despite Stiles trying to tell him that it was nice and somehow getting a few toys for Scott to try. There was something so degrading about how his ass was now exposed to his mate, but he was still in his jeans and his cock was still confined by the fabric... And Scott couldn't deny that he loved it right now.]

That, ah- [Scott leans down to kiss Derek hard, though his lips are already parted for his mate, begging for Derek.] That's yours too. Every part of me belongs to you, Derek... So... Stop teasing right now. [Even submissive, he still can't help making demands of Derek.]

[Sorry, McCall. Think of it as some of the payback your due for, for all the times you've annoyed and needled Derek to no end. The alpha wolf smirks cockily up at the younger wolf, his every word stroking his growing ego, and is more than eager to return the rough and heated kiss, skin still tingling from Scott's admiring touches. He lets his fingers, slicked with Scott's precum, circle around his hole a few more times in spite of his weak demand.

He lets a single digit slip inside, invading and pushing past the tight ring of muscle trying to keep him out. He bites on his own bottom lip as he imagines just how much better it would feel if he had a much bigger appendage inserted into Scott. His cock chose that moment to jumping, straining in the confinements of his jeans and underwear, thus, pulling a groan from Derek.]

That's the best though...teasing you and watching your face as I do it. [His words a caress against Scott's lips. Derek licks at his chin before grinning, pushing his finger deeper as far as it would go and suddenly it was gone, but Derek's mouth was busy, licking and suckling at Scott's nipple -- a necessary distraction for when he finally replaced the first finger with two, shoving them down to the knuckles.] Breathe and relax, or else this is gonna feel more painful than anything.

[If this is payback, then Scott will eagerly await what Derek does when he's being nice to him. Otherwise, Scott would just have to keep annoying Derek to get what he wants... Like always.

Scott tenses up and gasps loudly when he feels Derek's finger pushing inside him, his muscles squeezing hard around the digit. Even though he knew it was coming, it was still a completely new experience for him that he wasn't expecting. It wasn't terrible though, just the one finger, and even when it pushes in deeper, Scott doesn't seem to mind it so far. It was just different... And good.]

You're a jerk, you know that? [He laughs breathlessly as he say it, which just reminds him how hard he right now, and how hard Derek is too. He can smell it in the air, and feel it underneath him.] Tease me later, okay? [He murmurs, nipping at Derek's bottom lip.] I need you to do this right now.

[Scott might regret asking for that though, because even though Derek's providing a very pleasant distraction, the two fingers forcing their way inside him can't possibly go unnoticed, and Scott's makes an undignified sound before resting his head against Derek's shoulder, groaning loudly while biting his lip hard to try and muffle the sound.]

That's easier said than done! [He growls, his nails extending to claws out of reflex, digging into Derek's shoulders, but he's careful to pull back before breaking the skin. Maybe he should have taken Stiles up on his offer of instructing him on preparing for this kind of thing.]

[Scott just enjoys digging his own grave doesn't he? If he's actually capable of using his brain, as he so rarely demonstrates, then he may want to reconsider keeping his annoying antics to a minimum. That goes double for his sidekick best friend.

The sour wolf's eyes are blown wide with want as he looks up at Scott watchfully. He'll never get enough of this, his newfound appetite for Scott will always remain insatiable. And it's hard to finally give in to him when Scott nips at his lip, making Derek buck against him without really trying. This kid was going to drive him crazy.]

Watch the claws, I've got you. Breathe and your body will do the rest. [He grinds out, body tensing beneath Scott and his claws. Of course, Derek's not afraid of a little pain, but potentially blood stained car seats are not something he fondly looks forward to dealing with in the future.

He may be considering calling a rain check until they could get somewhere safer and where Scott's lack of control could be harmful to something else other than Derek's Camaro. Then he finds himself cradling the back of the teen's head as he pumps his fingers in and out and knows they won't be going anywhere anytime soon.]

You're almost ready...

[Scott uses his brain more than people give him credit for, as Derek should know. And maybe they wouldn't annoy Derek so much if, you know, it wasn't so easy. They say that when you marry, you also marry the family... Well, you mate with Scott, and Derek should expect to see a lot more of his favorite sarcastic human.]

S-Sorry. [It was just a reflex, really, but he forces them back. They don't revert back to his dull fingernails, but he at least makes sure to keep at least one extra fluid from staining Derek's car. It's the other part that's still difficult, though...

Or, Scott thought that it would be, but Derek tells him to breathe, and Scott just does it. Derek said to breate, so Scott just automatically takes a deep breath without even thinking, as if it was the easiest thing in the world when just a second ago it felt like he'd forgotten how. Derek wanted him to do it though, commanded him to relax, and after a minute or so, Scott finally manages to pull it off, his fingers finally relaxing as well as his muscles around Derek's fingers.

It was still a bit uncomfortable, even though he was still hard and leaking precum in his boxers, but he wouldn't say a word about it. He wouldn't disappoint Derek.]

You've done this before, right?

[Stiles as part of his back? Isn't it bad enough he's made the foolish, brash, and desperate decision to make a pack out of social-teenage-pariahs? Granted he thought they'd be easier to control, to convince -- which they were/are mind you -- but he got more than he bargained for. All is fine though. ...Derek will just scare the ADHD out of Stiles, along with the rest of his more irritating qualities.]

Good. [Voice significantly less strained, more a whisper just underneath Scott's jaw when he finally relaxes, his fingers no longer wound tight within his beta's walls. He could even take the brief kiss as a 'job well done'.]

Which part exactly? [General sex, sex with another guy, or preparing another guy? Whatever the case, Derek doesn't answer and just leaves the question hanging in the warm, thickened air; He was equipped with enough experience that he'd get them through this, he'd take care of Scott...

After awhile of making sure Scott was well adjusted to the fingers, he dug deeper, searching for something.] Remember when I said to breathe? [He doesn't give the kid time to answer when he presses down on his prostate, smirking slyly up at him. He does it again, and once more, then pulls his fingers free to begin undoing his own jeans.

It's a rush job because he can't bear to wait any longer. Teasing and taking his time created one hell of a backlash on his aching cock. Derek breathes out a breath of relief when he gets himself free, shaft already wet with his own precum.] Lift up. Now.

Scott could never admit it out loud, but right now those little praises are making him feel so good right now, and even with the strain of having Derek's fingers inside him still when he was virgin tight, he can't help but grin a little, looking down as his cheeks flush. He always liked positive little feedback from Derek and the little things before, but right now it was the most important thing in the world to him, as Derek's beta and his mate.

He lets Derek evade the question for the time being, if only because he was having enough time forming a coherent thought anymore with those fingers working in and out of him. Besides, the answer became pretty obvious when Derek finds that spot inside him and mercilessly stimulates it.

All over again, Scott forgets how to breathe and he makes a surprised, strangled noise before moaning into Derek's neck. Each time the alpha presses against those nerves, Scott's vision goes white and he sees stars, while his body trembles and flexes around Derek's fingers, trying to hold them in now, which just makes Scott feel a bit of disappointment when they're pulled out.

He actually whimpers at the loss, as if the way he was behaving and subordinating himself to Derek right now wasn't enough. He wasn't doing himself any favors in keeping his dignity or his defiant nature with Derek quickly unraveling him like this.

He manages to pull himself together just a little while Derek gets his jeans open and his cock freed. Scott tries to see it, but was difficult when he was in the other's lap and the small car didn't leave him a lot of room to move, so he has no idea just how endowed the alpha was, and what he could expect from him.]

Don't bark. [He murmurs, though it probably wasn't something a beta should say to his alpha. Scott's hoping that Derek won't notice though because Scott is doing exactly as he commands, lifting himself up just a little and, knowing what he's expected to do, he shifts to line himself up so that the head of Derek's cock is pushing up against hit tight entrance.] Go easy at first, okay?

At first... [Derek promises, breathing raggedly against Scott and giving the final push of his hips to really enter the younger wolf's tight heat, the action gets a deep moan. Scott gets off easily for his commanding the alpha this time, far too distracted to speak to his insolence. He holds him tightly by the waist, keeping Scott still to let him readjust all over again. Though, to be quite honest, Derek needs a moment for his mind to stop reeling.

He's still drunk on the sight of seeing Scott writhing, can still hear him moaning and whimpering above him as he played with his sweet spot. Next time, he hopes for a larger space and more time to drive the boy insane from the torture he has planned. But right now? The moment is just as good as any as their lips crush one another for a heated kiss, eyes burning red behind his eyelids.

Pulling the lever to drop the seat back, Derek braces his feet against the floor and gives a tentative thrust into Scott. Slow and careful. His passage is so tight and it's only now that Derek realizes that his own claws have popped then found relief when he discovered he hadn't harmed Scott. The clawed fingers move up and down Derek's back with another light thrust that pulls yet another moan from Derek.]

Scott, when you're ready...I need you to move. [He relinquishes power over to Scott. (Try not to get too excited, Scott.) Best he holds the reins while Derek conditions his own self-control to avoid Scott getting hurt in the process of him thrusting into like a savage beast. He presses his face back to Scott's chest, inhales him because the scent of his mate actually helps, but not quite enough. ]

['At first' was all that Scott needed, because even though that push gets Derek inside of him, and Scott can't help crying out a little at first because, yeah totally not ready at all, Derek. Two fingers were nothing compared to this, especially in how incredible it felt. How full and complete it made him feel was addicting. He couldn't admit that probably, not yet.

There'd be plenty of time for him to explore this later though, like later tonight as soon as they get back to Derek's place (Because Scott wasn't going home without a change of clothes and a shower... and another couple rounds of this). Derek's cock was definitely bigger than those two fingers, but Scott actually isn't having as much discomfort with it as he thought he would. It was uncomfortable the first moment that Derek thrust into him, but after the first couple inches were in, the rest of it slides in easily. The kiss is a good distraction too. Scott stays receptive to Derek throughout it, keeping to his new role, but that doesn't mean he makes it easy for his alpha either. Scott's tongue moves with Derek's pushing back and making him have to work for it.]

Really? [Scott probably shouldn't have been so surprised, lest Derek change his mind, but before he can, Scott gives him another deep kiss. Then he finally tries to sit up in Derek's lap, his hands moving from Derek's shoulders to his chest to brace himself. He takes a moment a first to reach down and tear off the remains of his underwear, tossing the tattered fabric with the rest of their clothes and finally allowing his cock to spring free and breathe, soaked with precum from all of this, but if he didn't get out of the material, he thought that he'd explode too soon.]

Derek, I-- [He looks down at his mate, his cheeks going red, but he doesn't know if he can say just how much he wants Derek just yet. Not out of his pride or defiance, but because, even though he knew he felt this way for a while, it was all too new right now. So he busies himself with trying to figure this out and best make Derek happy. He rolls his hips slowly at first, just grinding down into Derek's lap to get used to something so big inside him, and trying to find his prostates again so that he could move the right way so that Derek would keep brushing against it...

And maybe Scott was teasing a little now too, holding off on riding Derek's cock for the moment in favor for the grinding and shallow thrusts as he rolls his hips. The alpha probably shouldn't give Scott an inch of power, since the beta will obviously take a mile, but he's so lost in how perfect everything suddenly is, so he's trying to hold onto that, and maybe see how long Derek can resist him.]

[The teen wolf can stop his worrying, Derek's not changing his mind anytime soon. At least, not until he thinks it's safe enough to take back control and take Scott the way he wants to -- hard, deep, and without a care. And not too mention he's too out of breath from all the kissing Scott has been laying on him, giving a breathless laugh when he notices the heat pooling into Scott's cheek. If he could, he'd make some crack about how cute it looked, instead he swears out in shallow breaths as Scott finally moves above, only just not the way he intended.]

Scott...fuck-- [It's not often Derek entrusts himself this deeply in the hands of another and it's not Scott who should find himself so lucky, but Derek himself. For such a long time, he's been paranoid, no, afraid of trusting in anyone or letting them get close ever since Kate. With only a severely damaged fraction of his heart remaining, he reinforced those barriers, and then comes Scott. Noble, kind, trusting, and everything Derek fears because it's what he needs and he'd rather not depend on anyone. Scott's different though, he's seen it for awhile and he's lucky to have him, a light to guide him through the darkness of fear and paranoia.

And he'll never admit it, but part of him likes not having the burden of control and would do it again in an instant if it weren't for his pride being on the line. He doesn't complain as Scott teases him, completely at his beta's mercy and he likes it.

The grinding and shallow thrusts aren't nearly enough. To keep from begging, he kisses, licks, sucks, even bites all around McCall's tanned skin, leaving bruise after bruise and a claiming hickey at the junction of Scott's neck and shoulder that would certainly be gone by tomorrow. And he'll have to apologize later for nicking at Scott's thighs with his claws, growling against the jugular of his mate's neck.]

Scott! [He can't help but bark at him, biting at the teen's swollen bottom lip. Enjoy the power while you can, Scott, because next round would be murder. Peaceful, pleasurable murder.]

[Scott feels like he knows Derek enough to know what he's getting into, with the trust issues and all that. He might now know what good he can be to help that, or if he ever could help his alpha move past all of that pain, but he was at least going to try. He wasn't going to leave Derek or betray whatever little amount of trust he'd earned with the alpha. It wasn't just because he'd chosen to be Derek's beta, but something much more meaningful.

Even before today, he knew that he loved Derek Hale.

So Scott wasn't just trying to tease and see how much Derek would let him get with right now. He also just... really liked the feeling of Derek filling his virgin hole as he slowly rocking back and forth in his lap, his hips moving with a grace that he'd only found after receiving the bite. He liked the closeness and the warmth that came from being pressed against the other's body. He loved the kissing and the little bites that Derek was leaving on him, obviously marking him as his own, at least for a little while before they healed.

But Derek shakes him out of it though, Scott obviously reacting at the the bark as his body tenses the moment he hears it, which in turn earns a needy groan from the younger wolf because it makes him remember just how big Derek feels again.]

R-Right... [He murmurs, his breathing ragged. He swallows hard and places his hands flat on Derek's chest again, trying to sit up and then carefully lifting himself slowly up off of Derek's cock until only the head remains inside him. Then he slides back down, sighing in relief as he takes ever inch until he's back to seated in Derek's lap. Scott repeats the process, building a slow rhythm of fucking himself on his betrothed.]

Scott... [That name has become a mantra, either that or Derek is just at a loss of words as he gazes up at Scott through heavy lidded eyes, fondly but with obvious lust and need. Scott's own jet black hair is soft between Derek's fingers, ruffled from all the stroking he does, careful enough not to scratch his scalp in the process.

He grunts, thrusting up to meet Scott when he lowers back down onto him, then pulls him into a kiss where they're connected deeply and fully once more. It's not nearly as desperate as the others before it, this one is slow and sensual, heavy and amorous. When there lips part his bright crimson eyes linger on Scott's eyes. He won't say how much he cares, that he loves Scott, too, but it's there as he looks at him.

After that, he meets the other wolf thrust for thrust, not taking away an ounce of control from him, but also not letting him get away with all the fun either.]

[Scott didn't care what the reason was anymore. Every time Derek says his name his heart feels tight in his chest and his cheeks flush all over again. The lust and need were definitely there, and Scott was definitely definitely feeling that way too, more than he'd ever felt before. He doesn't mind the scratches or even the slight stinging discomfort from being stretched further than he'd ever been before. He needed Derek, and the way the alpha says his name makes him feel important, special... Wanted by the alpha.

Derek... [He murmurs after the kiss, pulling back just enough so that he can look down at those crimson eyes. Derek might not have said it out loud, but Scott knew it was there now, it was impossible for him to miss. And the beta had no problems saying it out loud, even if he never thought that Derek would be the one he says it to and means it so much.] I love you, Derek...

[He doesn't stop riding his mate, getting more into it as he gets used to the invasion, though he's still a bit awkward about it, trying to find the rhythm but still not used to it and having to work with the limited space of the Camaro. He meets each of Derek's thrusts though as he finally can't hold back from touching himself anymore and reaches into his jeans to stroke himself in time with each thrust.]

I need you. [He places a small, chaste kiss on Derek's lips, finally willing to relinquish his control completely.]

[Well that was certainly one way of stealing your brooding alpha's breath away. Congrats, Scott McCall. Derek Hale hasn't heard those words in an awfully long time and to hear them again, and from someone he really didn't care for in the beginning, it's overwhelming. He's pretty sure underneath all the resentment toward the blood oath that he knew how Scott truly felt, but to have him say it...to actually hear those three words uttered to Derek.]

I love you, too, Scott. [He's ultimately floored and his heart aches with happiness and relief, it's like an unrelenting grip squeezing at his lungs and somehow it feels nice, he welcomes it. This will work. He just knows it will.]

No, let me. [Derek breathes, knocking Scott's hand aside to move his own up and down the younger wolf's already wet cock. He was taking full advantage of the control returned to him, wrapping an around Scott's lower back to hold him close and began rutting into as best he could considering the hindering space they were in. He can't hit his prostate like he wants, but he makes it work, and after a long while of just fucking into Scott, Derek can feel the base of his erection begin to swell.]

You're sure about this? [He asks again, choking back a whimper. As if he needs to sacrifice anymore dignity today.]

[Scott couldn't deny the connection he had to Derek, since the first night they'd met... Derek had always been watching out for him, even when he put himself at odds with the beta. If it hadn't been for the blood oath and the fact that he really didn't want to be Derek's beta at the time, he would have been more open to his feelings long ago.

Then Derek returns those words, and even though they sound weird from coming from Derek Hale, they meant everything to him, and he finally lets himself really give himself to the alpha and submit. He removes his hand and lowers himself to press his body as much against Derek's as he can. He holds onto him and just kisses at his mates neck while getting fucked. He's eased into the motions, and even with Derek's power behind each thrust, he felt relaxed.

He can feel the swelling though, and he moans each time that presses against his tight heat, burying his face in Derek's neck and breathing heavily. He wanted this. He knew what it would mean to be bonded to Derek at this deepest level, and he couldn't think of wanting anything else, even if he was still a bit worried his body might not be ready for it.]

Don't ask me that again. [He murmurs, pushing back more on knot.] This... This is how I want to be yours the most. [He'd have to be so defiant tomorrow to make up for all of this... but at least he hasn't whimpered yet.]

[Every kiss placed to his neck feels like it's cementing their love for the other. He's cognizant and receptive to every little thing that Scott does; every inhale of breath, heartbeat, each moan, so much so that it feels as though he's taking breaths for him or Scott for him. He can feel Scott fully giving himself over to Derek and it feels more than right. Like it's supposed to be.

He offers an airy chuckling before nodding once, moaning with each press the forming knot receives whenever he and Scott's bodies meet at the center. Both arms encircle the other werewolf this time to hold him closer to Derek, barely an open-mouth kiss to the teen's shoulder as Derek prepares himself.]

Okay... [It's the only warning Scott receives when Derek gives the final thrust to insert himself fully and completely inside his tight heat, drawing a faint growl that dies off into a moan just as faint. Within seconds they're secured, tied to one another and the bond between them now consummated as the knot continues to swell in size.]

[Safe... That's what this feeling was. Against his better judgment probably, with Derek's arm wrapped securely around him and the small kisses, Scott knew this was where he belonged, that he'd never feel as secure and wanted and loved as he does with Derek.

Each time the growing knot pushes against him gets a needy little groan from the beta, and his arms wrap tighter around Derek's shoulders. He can't help wanting to move with each thrust and keep the knot from pushing into him, but he forces himself to hold still, bracing himself against his mate, and trying to remember the way he was breathing to relax before.

And then it's inside him, and he feels stretched and filled in a way that he'd never been before, and the emotions that came along with it as the knot keeps growing, connecting them, is too much. Scott's eyes flash gold and he digs his claws into the palms of his hands to keep from hurting Derek or tearing at his car. He wants to sprawl out, arch his back, and howl. It's all too much, and his climax follows quickly after, a small whimper finally escaping him as he spills his load into Derek's hand and up his abs and chest.]

[Funny how Scott keeps making Derek feel all these things he'd never thought he'd have the privilege of knowing ever again. Safe definitely describes the warming sensation he feels; it's a distinctive warmth that's not easily confused with that of love and care. He's never been grateful to someone as much as he is to Scott now.

But then everything becomes too much to bear when Scott finally comes all over Derek's abs and chest, messy hand still milking him to completion, and in turn, squeezing Derek's knot more tightly than before. The alpha bites down onto Scott's shoulder to muffle one of his loud groans. It's not long after then that Derek's knot reaches its full size, ready to empty its contents into the younger wolf.]

Re-Relax. Just let it... [His words die as soon as he begins spill into Scott, filling him, and breathing shakily against his neck. Believe it or not, this was a first for the two of them; Derek had never gone so far as to knot anyone. Needless to say, it was something done so frivolously and words can't begin to describe how happy he is to share the moment with Scott.

That is until he blabs to Stiles, but he'll enjoy it for all it's worth.]

[Scott doesn't think he's ever come so hard, so much, or felt so unbelievably at ease fro it before as he does right now, and he can't help but whimper more, completely unashamed of the needy, begging noises escaping his throat as Derek bites his shoulder and the knot grows even more, locking them together.

He almost wants to laugh when Derek tells him to relax. Because he doesn't think it's even possible for him to relax at this point or even feel anymore relief than he does now. But then he feels Derek's release flooding his insides, breeding him and and cementing their bond. He was marked both inside and out as Derek's, and he couldn't have been happier.

Stiles was in for a story when they meet up again.]

It's so big... [Scott murmurs, flexing around the knot as he feels Derek pump more come into him. He knows that he should be embarrassed by this, that he normally would have been defiant and not wanted this as much as he did, but right now he was probably being more honest with himself and with Derek than he'd even been in his life. And he's rocking his hips again, trying to rub and stimulate his prostate with the other's knot, not wanting it to end yet.]

Usually how it is... [Derek remarks to Scott's wonder on how much Derek has stretched him from his knot alone. He tenses up, jerking and groaning as Scott decides to move against Derek and his swollen appendage. By now, it was probably big enough that it did continuously press up against his prostate, offering endless pleasure.

His hands slide up and down the long line of Scott's back, forehead pressed to the younger's shoulder as he allows him to draw out his own pleasure. Derek himself is still waist deep -- or more -- in his own that doesn't intend to dwindle away anytime soon; he's still coming in long hot ropes, his eyes narrowed to feverish slits as he pulls teasingly at Scott's spent cock.

The funny thing is, Derek had been worried about Scott streaking and staining his seats with blood while Derek would be the biggest offender. Over time, he could feel the knot beginning to shrink in size when he finally stopped filling his mate, and he could only imagine the mess that would follow. He took solace in knowing their discarded clothes could be of some assistance, but he was otherwise cleaning the car much sooner than he expected.]

You okay?

[Scott just huffs in response to Derek's remark, since he assumes that he's being teased about it. Reading about it, knowing to expect it, and actually feeling the swelling inside him were different things. He's only interested in the pleasure right now, Derek is still stroking him and helping to keep him hard, even though he's exhausted and doesn't have much left to give for the moment, while Derek on the other hand is still somehow hard and breeding him.

And the beta is doing all he can to encourage that, to keep Derek inside him as long as possible and his hands on his body. He's still resting against Derek's chest, but he keeps rocking and squeezing around the alpha's cock, wanting more of his come and to keep the knot inside him even as it starts to shrink down.]

Derek... [Scott pulls back just enough to look as his mate, silently asking if the alpha was joking by asking that, because the answer should have been obvious.] I feel great.

You should grab my phone though... Need to text Mom and tell her I'm not coming home tonight. [Because, yes, he's inviting himself to Derek's bed tonight.]

[He'll find no complaints from his alpha, who's there to enjoy the ride of the post-coital haze that befalls him, as well as Scott determined to draw this out as long as he could. Derek presses a small kiss to his uneven jawline just before scoffing at those words, then stopping short just after that.]

Pretty sure being the alpha's mate doesn't entitle you to do whatever you want. [There's hardly any heat behind it and a smirk creeps into his eyes with a raised brow. This actually isn't bad at all, not even close as he's expecting much worse later on. However, Scott wanting to spend the night with him makes his heart swell.]

You're not a momma's boy are you? I don't want to wake up to you in the middle of the night whining you miss her. [Derek Hale's back ~~mostly~~, though he's not hiding the obvious affection he bears for Scott. A change has already taken place within him. He hands Scott the phone, eyes teasing, yet almost reluctantly. He plans to make the message the most difficult Scott's had the pleasure of typing out; tweaking at his nipples, a feathering graze to the head of his shaft, whispering dirty things and sweet nothings into his ear...]

You sure about that, Derek? [He teases, squeezing around the knot again to hold onto it and make Derek groan, but he can tell it's starting to shrink, and he can feel his mate's seed starting to leak out around it.] I'm pretty sure I get to do a lot of whatever I want... Especially you.

[Scott rolls his eyes at the comment about being a momma's boy in favor of making sure she knows that he won't be home tonight. He slightly wonders if she'll worry when she sees that he's with Derek already, but the both knew it was coming.

He focuses on typing out the text, trying to squirm and avoid the teasing and tickling as he does so. This definitely wasn't a side of Derek that he'd seen before. The alpha was being playful, and while it was frustrating right now when he couldn't type a simple text, it was kind of endearing.] I'm trying to tell her that I'm yours now, jerk. Or would you rather not share a bed with me from now on? [He nips at Derek's lip, teasing mostly, but he is a bit worried underneath the playful tone of his voice.]

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