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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[Scott wouldn't mind going another round, but it might be nice for them to go home first, maybe do it on a bed or at least somewhere that Scott can sprawl out or give Derek some attention as well. As hot as it was doing in on the side of the road in Derek's car, it kept his options rather limited.]

It came up after the bite. You know, as kind of a list of things that might change on the full moon before we figured things out. [Scott replies bashfully, because now it sounded embarrassed.] And he brought it up when I told him about the contract and that I needed to prepare for... What we're doing now. [He probably shouldn't tell Derek about how interested his best friend seemed in that external feature.]

[And then everything definitely shuts down, and he's torn between panicking and pushing Derek away and clinging to him for comfort. This was a joke right!? He knew that he was being given for the sake of the Hale family, but that was just... talk, right? He didn't think it was literally to restore the family. He didn't know how to deal with this, and Derek had just pumped him full of more come than the teen wolf thinks he's produced in his life.

He's trembling slightly, still holding onto Derek and trying not to show it. He tries to speak, but he feels numb and his mouth feels like it's full of cotton. He can barely choke out a word.] What?

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[He inhales deeply and is still avoiding Scott's eyes. There's no sense in trying to run from it now. They were going to have this discussion sooner rather than later considering everything involving the knot. Scott's body would try to... Derek knew he had to warn him about it, but now seemed like the worst time of all.

Everything feels so distant, even Scott as he continues to hold onto Derek (a surprise, that), he doesn't seem as close as he really is. Derek's mind, that keeps trying to escape and run, has reeled the older wolf out of reality and into the safe haven of his own self pity and despair. It's all over, he can't help thinking. It's all over and it's all his fault.]

It's a werewolf thing. Males can become pregnant, too. And because we've-- we're bonded now, mates. Your body's going to try and produce a baby. [There's a thoughtful pause and Derek almost wants to make a joke out of what's to come next, lighten the mood, and quickly thinks better of it. Now looking at Scott.] Unless you take birth control. Regularly...

[His hands hesitate at the beta's side, unsure if he should touch him or if he's even allowed to touch him now.] I should have said something sooner, I know-- I'm sorry.

[It was taking everything in him to not freak out, and he really was still on the inside. His body was trembling a little bit from nerves, and he wanted to... He didn't even know. Scream or be angry or anything, but he couldn't do any of that. He holds onto Derek because he needs the alpha. He can't imagine not having Derek with him, and while it was kind of scaring him that his body was apparently going to change in an attempt to bear children for his mate, he wasn't going to end anything.

It hurts that Derek won't even look at him now though. That's what bothers him the most. He needed Derek to be with him now, not to fall into his own darkness. So, Scott does the only think he can think of to bring Derek back, pressing his lips to the alpha's, kissing him deeply and pleading for him to not pull back.]

All I have to do is manage it, then. We don't have anything to worry about if I get the birth control? [He's thankful that his mom is a nurse now... Even if that's going to be an incredibly awkward conversation.

There's something he just has to ask, though.] I mean... Do you want kids?

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[It's a force of habit. He's been through so much trauma already that he automatically seeks to run in this sort of flight or fight situation. He's grateful for Scott that he's the one fighting while Derek tries to flee. Cowardly. That kiss though, it brings him back, frowning slightly at his betrothed before nodding. It's not fair to abandon him like this.]

As long as you're have birth control, you'll-- we'll be fine. [He lets his hand caress the side of Scott's face with the backs of his knuckles, admiring the courage he shows even now. Yeah, he needs this. Needs him.

And then just like that, Derek's gone. Not hiding, but thinking, wishing, hoping. Day-dreaming of what could be with Scott. Maybe when his family took advantage Scott's father's debt by signing the contract they had some hope of certainty their bloodline would go on. That's not why Derek did this, but to have a family of his own, of his blood... As quickly as he disappeared before, he returns, something distant in his eye and a gleam of hope. He continues to brush down to Scott's neck.]

I suppose so, yeah.

[Scott doesn't see what he's doing as fighting right now. He's just scared that there are more changes that come with being a werewolf, that not only was he willingly submitting to Derek with just a few hollow resistances now, but that he was physically becoming something different just so that he can bear the alpha's children. He wasn't letting Derek withdraw because Scott doesn't know what he'd do otherwise if he had to deal with this alone. Derek might not be the best at it, but Scott needed his support more than anything.

So he's leaning into the other's touch, tilting his head a little into the soft caresses. Even now, being with Derek felt so safe and right, and eventually, though he's still a bit shaky, he forces himself to calm down. He doesn't have to deal with this yet, so long as he started taking medication.]

I'm not ready for that, Derek. [He murmurs, looking down, as if he should be the guilty one now. He was way in over his head, and he really doesn't want to think about how he, a male, can become pregnant, or if they'll be born werewolves or whatever else could possibly happen.]

But... Someday. [He places a small, chaste kiss on Derek's lips. It was a small promise, that he would make Derek happy as best he could, and that... A long time from now, he'll be ready to start a family.]

So, if we get the meds, can we go home and do this again?

[For a second, his eyebrows furrow as he listens then suddenly chuckles softly with a shake of his head. Scott had definitely misunderstood.] Scott, I wasn't talking about now. It's too soon. Someday, maybe, yeah.

[Not to mention, who's to say they'd make good parents or even passable? Or if they'd still be together that far down the road? Quickly dismissing any thoughts of doubt, Derek smiles slightly at the younger wolf's eagerness to get back home. But after a thoughtful look the smile disappears.]

You're not going to go through your mother for the pills...are you? [He's sure she doesn't think very highly of him already, this would certainly be the icing on the cake.]

I knew that. [Scott blushes, burying his face in Derek's neck to try to cover up the embarrassment over the fact that he'd just promised to have Derek's kids one day when the other wasn't even thinking about that. He almost wants to kick himself for being so attached so quickly, that he's willing to give Derek anything he wanted.

He's thankful for the topic change at least, because it means that they can get away from this awkward topic... Only they move on to something else that might be even more uncomfortable for him. At least he wasn't trembling anymore.]

Uh... Unless you have a better idea? It's not like I can find a doctor that doesn't know her or me in town and say that I need birth control so my alpha boyfriend doesn't knock me up. [He tries to say it with some humor, but he's probably missing that mark.] She at least gets the werewolf stuff...

[It's the thought that counts, right? And Derek's beyond flattered, happy probably doesn't describe it even though his light smile barely cracks under the weight of happiness. He brushes a hand down the back of Scott's head when blushes and hides himself against his neck.]

There is a such thing as emergency contraception, you know? What have they been teaching you kids in Health and Sex-Ed classes? [On second thought, maybe the question ought to be: Does Scott even pay attention in those classes?]

All you have to do is visit a pharmacist for something over the counter, but to avoid the risk of your mom knowing...I'll do it. [He purses his lips because that's going to be one awkward visit. For both him and the pharmacist.]

[Scott loves Derek's smile, especially since they're so few and far between, that the beta can't help but feel like he's really earned it when he can force the other's sour expression to crack. He just hopes that he can keep Derek happy and that it's not just some temporary thing.]

You really don't want to know how Coach's lesson on condoms went, and birth control pills aren't really something I had to worry about until about twenty minutes ago. [Hey! Scott pays attention now... Sort of... When werewolf stuff isn't going on... So basically not really.]

Do we need to do that know? Or... You know I can't keep taking morning after pills every time we sleep together. [He's going to talk to his mom about it eventually for something regular. It was going to be awkward as hell, but considering the consequences...]

Okay. Point made. I can't believe they actually have that idiot teaching Sex-Ed. [In that case, maybe the fault isn't entirely with Scott. Scratch that. His mom is a certified nurse. He really should know these things, but Derek isn't going to press the issue. The point is, he's found them an out. For now.

He arches a thick brow at his mate. He's in for a bit of a rude awakening.] You have to take the pills everyday. Before or after you brush your teeth so you don't forget. [There's a lingering pause and he watches Scott expectantly.] You cannot forget. [He finally stress.]

[Is it possible Scott has that forthcoming talk with his mother alone? Derek would rather not be scolded by someone else's parent. Only if he's really needed there for support, he may reconsider.]

He went into the speech from Patton. It was inspirational, but not very informative. [The high school must have some serious budget problems, considering he's running two teams and teaching economics as well.]

Okay, okay. I'm not going to forget. [Scott can't help rolling his eyes at the the way Derek stresses that.] I'm the one who will be carrying the child if I do, and I'd much rather avoid explaining that to people than explaining that I'm on the pill.

If I talk to my mom about it, I can get the kind they implant in your arm, so we won't have to worry about it at all. [He doesn't need Derek to be with him for it, if the alpha is afraid. Even though Scott is sure that his mom will like him... Eventually.]

[Derek just stares at Scott, gaping silently and obviously at a loss for words. It would have made more since to find a biology science teacher to go in place of the empty sex-ed slot. He wouldn't be surprised if the number of newly made grandparents didn't double by the end of the school year.] Like I said, I can't believe they have that idiot teaching. He's not even a good coach from what I've seen.

Good. Then you won't be forgetting anytime soon. [His lips pull into a tight, needling smile.] And don't you have to see a doctor for those?

[Rather then trying to imagine the look on the doctor's face when they learn a teenage boy is seeing them for a birth control implant, Derek dissects Scott's belly with a finger, tracing down the center of his abs.] So what do you want to do? Pharmacy first or get it out the way and talk to your mom?

Probably, but if I can get one, then you can have me any time, and you won't have to worry about me forgetting. [Again, not that he would. He's pressing his lips to Derek's again, just to keep him from making another comment about it. He didn't know how any of this was going to work out. If they can work it out, then he figured his mom or Deaton could get it inside him.

He stills when he feels Derek's finger moving along his abs, flexing so that he doesn't appear so spent under the alpha's touch. Not that it was hard when the teasing sensation is going right down between his legs and making him interested again.]

Stop by the pharmacy, then go home? I think we can save the conversation with Mom for another time, when she's, uh... Less likely to freak out.

[The message is clear and the subject is instantly dropped. All he does is lean into that kiss that quiets him. His chest inflates with a deep breath, mistakenly inhaling Scott's renewed interest into his lungs causing him to jerk within the young wolf. Yeah. Time to go.]

Yeah. Right. [He scoffs, leaning over for Scott's discarded shirt. Somehow he gets the feeling Melissa won't ever be "less likely to freak out."] And I'm wearing your shirt on account you ruined mine. Go on and get in the other seat before I end up fucking you here again.

[He waits for the other to shift first then uses the scraps of his own shirt to wipe their mess.]

[Scott is trying really hard not to get hard again, at least not until they get what they need from the pharmacy, but it just wasn't easy while he was still firmly seated in Derek's lap, feeling his hands over his body, and breathing in his alpha's scent mixed with his own.]

When you put it that way, I don't think I want to move yet. [He teases, nipping at Derek's lip before pulling his ruined boxers and jeans back up and moving to the other seat, sinking into it and sighing. He can still feel Derek's come inside him and between his legs, and now that he's not touching his mate, he can kind of feel just how sore he is... In a good way.]

You can have my shirt, but I'm borrowing some of your clothes later, since you ruined my jeans too. [He shrugs, not all that bothered by it, and he eventually buttons said jeans again, hoping that confining his erection will calm it down.]

Careful with my seat. Put something underneath you. [The alpha practically lurches from his seat, tensing up and worried his seed would wind up ruining his seat if Scott wasn't careful. He sighs a somewhat resigned sigh. Really it was nothing a wet warm rag couldn't fix, though he couldn't quite help himself but to fret about it inwardly.

Forcing himself to face the front and start the car once he had his pants zipped and buttoned again, Derek made a U-turn to head back into their small town home, windows cracked to allow the car to air out for both their sake. The rain has lightened, not nearly as heavy as it had been earlier. And the pharmacy only had but one car parked outside it. This would be quick.

Parked with the engine resting once more, Derek glances over to Scott quietly, nodding then leaving him alone in the car. He tugs at the too small shirt, hearing the seams strain under his strength to find some sort of comfort within it.

It's just as he predicted... The pharmacist gives him a suspicious look, obviously puzzled and checks around the store. Probably in search of some lucky lady and finds no one. Derek scoffs when his ID's checked and pays the tiny, balding man in tense, awkward silence before stalking away with his tiny paper bag of contraception.]

You owe me. [The older wolf, tone soured and annoyed, remarks as he tosses the bag into Scott's lap.]

You just had to ruin my pants. [Scott admonishes, but it's not like he can complain too much, considering it was really hot at the time. Still, Scott reaches into his backpack, looking for anything he can sit on to save the seat, since he has the worrying suspicion that he'd be the one cleaning up any mess they'd left.

The car ride back into town was mostly silent, since Scott wasn't really sure how to just... Have a conversation with Derek that wasn't about werewolves, or sex now, but also because he was trying to focus on the fresh air coming in through the windows, since he was still painfully hard in his jeans, even as Derek goes into the pharmacy.]

I owe you? [Scott just glances over at Derek] Did you forget that without this, you'll get me pregnant? [Okay, he still might have been a bit freaked about that, especially now that he has the contraception in his lap.]

Thanks, Derek... Really. [He adds softly after about a minute. His hand moves to rest over his mate's, squeezing it. He gets that Derek doesn't do... Social... And that it couldn't have been comfortable getting the meds for him. Scott really does appreciate it.]

I'll make it up to you at your place?

Did you forget the part where you need this more than I do? [Derek counters, a hint of amusement in his tone, but he keeps a pretty damn good poker face in place. It should be known that Derek didn't want any underage pregnancies either, or one that Scott did not want to avoid resentment.] Don't worry about it. I was mostly messing around anyway.

[As much as he dreads the day Scott tells his mom, Derek hopes he won't be coming back to the pharmacy anytime soon. He squeezes Scott's hand, offering a barely there smile to assure him that everything was fine. They were fine, or at least they would be in time.]

But I'm not going to object to you making it up to me. [Reluctantly, he takes his hand back to get the Camaro purring and driving them home. He's looking forward to sharing a place with Scott, a second home for the younger werewolf.

The drive to his loft isn't that much farther and luckily for them, no one was coming or going from the loft apartments when they arrived, allowing Derek to breathe a little easier when they reached the elevator.] Never thought it was necessary, but I'm considering leaving a change of clothes in the car from now on. [He muses openly, lifting a brow at the other and lips twitching. The lift stops at his floor, allowing Derek to draw back the gate to let them into the dark, spacious apartment.]

[Scott was still getting used to Derek being this comfortable around him. He's actually trying to make light of things? It was nice, Scott appreciated it... He just wasn't used to it from Derek, who was usually so serious. He can't help but smile.] You say that now, but if I get pregnant, you're totally screwed for child support.

[And thank goodness for small things like nobody hanging out around the apartments, since Scott had to make his way to the elevator on shaky legs, leaning against Derek more than he'd care to admit, and the back of his jeans were in ruin, showing off his come-slicked thighs and hole.

He was relieved that the betas weren't hanging around so that it was just the two of them as well. They'd know immediately once they saw Scott again, or caught a whiff of his scent, that he'd been claimed by Derek, but he didn't want to deal with the looks, or teasing, or whatever reactions he'd get.]

Might be a good idea, if we're going to take more drives like that after school. [He shrugs, setting his backpack on the floor as he walks in.] I should probably leave some clothes here too? I mean... If you want me to. [Scott can't help blushing just a little. That was all for Derek to decide now.]

Luckily for me, it won't come to that. [Besides, with no job that would sort of be hard to do. Unless of course you count the money's he's inherited. (Head canon bs.)

Had it been any other time, Derek would have made some comment about the backpack being dumped in the middle of the floor, but he's not exactly thinking straight, or like himself rather, with Scott so close. Depending on him as to not topple over from weak legs.

He surveys that blush, letting himself be tender-- No. He's always been that way, he's just been hiding it. --and nuzzles the side of his beta's face, feeling the heat of the blush beneath his skin and presses a soft kiss just below his eye.] I want you to.

[The others, they were bound to talk, yes, but Derek couldn't care. Having a piece of Scott here even when he left makes his heart swell, in a good way of course. He helps Scott to his bed just at the center of the room, locking up behind first to ensure they would be alone.] You should probably lose the pants...

Better not. [Scott murmurs, but he smiles because Derek is nuzzling against him and kissing him gently, and he knows that there's nothing to worry about in all of this.

In just a few hours, he'd learned more about Derek and come to trust him completely. He might not agree with Derek's methods all the time, but he knows that the alpha is watching out for him and the others, and that could be enough for him from now on.

And hearing Derek say that he wants him to leave some clothes here, that he's saying that he wants Scott to be around, it makes Scott's chest feel tight as well, and he has to kiss Derek against before being led to the bed.]

Is that a suggestion from my alpha? [He teases, looking up at Derek playfully as the gold shines briefly in his eyes. He doesn't wait for the response though, already trying to quickly unbutton and unzip his jeans and shimmy out of them.]

[Probably best not to get used to this side of Derek when he'd quickly retreat back into his thorny, cold shell if the pack was ever around... And they almost always were.]

No, that's an order. [A flash of red. His voice slightly rough around the edges, he leans in to bite and suck at Scott's bottom lip as he dealt with his jeans, and moved to escape the snug fitting shirt he had nearly forgotten about. He tosses Scott's shirt away, not bothering with his own jeans when that hypnotizing scent from down below draws his attention like a moth to a flame.

There's no time to pull his jeans off completely before Derek's all over him, mouth already on Scott's cock, sucking it in and humming deeply around it from the explosive taste. He sucks harder around the head, cleaning the beta from their earlier, stroking eagerly and possessively with his tongue. Every inch of Scott's body was now his own and he was desperate to prove that.]

[Scott didn't need to see it all the time. Whenever they were alone was enough. It was like a secret shared just between the two of them, a side of Derek that only Scott gets to see, that makes it all the more meaningful whenever he does.

The red in Derek's eyes does things to him, and the semi in his jeans immediately returns to full arousal. It doesn't hurt that Derek is pulling off his shirt quickly, giving Scott's eyes a moment to rake over the well-defined muscles of his alpha's chest. His mate and alpha. Nobody else's.

He doesn't have a chance to enjoy the sight before Derek is on him, and Scott can't hold back the undignified sound he makes when Derek's lips wrap around his cock and his alpha's tongue moves over him. Scott had been planning to do this for Derek, but he was beaten to it, and he never would have thought this is is something an Alpha would do... Not that he's complaining.]

Derek...You don't need to- [He can't finish that thought because he wants him to. It feels so good, and Derek didn't need to prove anything. Scott was already freely giving himself to his betrothed.]

[A secret kept even from Stiles? Because Derek would seriously doubt that, and don't get him wrong, he understands how deep their friendship runs. Perhaps not fully, but he sees enough to assume.

A huff of air rushes through his nostrils, rolling out onto the skin of Scott's pelvis. Derek has just scoffed. He'd laugh, too, if he could, but considering he's got a mouthful of Scott... He doesn't stop, only takes the teen deeper, his fingers like a vice against his thighs to hold him down.

Who says an alpha can't enjoying giving his own mate a blow job? The smaller wolf can have his turn, later. If he ever finds the opportunity, that is.]

Are you complaining? [He teases, a new heat in his gaze as it rakes up the long line of Scott's body to meet his eyes. Teasing some more, he draws his tongue along the underside of his length. Lips and breath brush and slide over the tip of his erection.]

[Actually, Stiles might not get to hear about all of this, for once. The guy somehow knew that Scott would be sleeping with Derek before the beta even knew that was part of the deal, but that didn't mean Scott had to kiss and tell. And since Stiles would probably make snarky little remarks at Derek's expense every part of the story, Scott actually thinks it might be better for him not to know...

How long that idea would last is undetermined, but realistically not very long.

And Scott will get his turn eventually. Derek has to sleep eventually, so Scott can give him one hell of a wake-up call.]

Not complaining at all. Just though-- ah, forget it. [Scott doesn't care anymore, and Derek's holding his hips down so he's not going anywhere. His hand rests on the back of his alpha's head, trying to coax him to take more without making it seem like he demanded it. Scott's head falls back and he gives a throaty groan.] Don't stop.

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