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What the hell is a Stiles? (_stiles) wrote,

Stiles' eyes widened, his fork pausing halfway to his mouth again. He stared at Derek, the flush on his cheeks increasing, his love for Derek building tenfold in just a few seconds. "I wish I'd known then," he whispered. "The first night- that first heat was one of the worst things I've ever been through. I needed to be touched so badly. I couldn't-" he lowered his voice, moving closer to Derek so that he could keep their conversation between them. "I couldn't fill myself enough, I couldn't satisfy myself. I would have let anyone do anything to me and that's what terrified me the most. I didn't want to be that way over and over again-"


On a happier note, they were both having a brilliant date. Well, Stiles didn't have anything to compare it to, but he couldn't have dreamt of more. He smirked at Derek's words. "Dessert, yeah?" Stiles didn't know what they were going to have, but his mind supplied him with images of chocolate sauce being licked off of his body. "Oh? He must be pretty hot if you're willing to take him home before dessert- I mean, you might be too distracted to get around to it," he whispered, his eyes darting around for a moment before his hand crept up higher, brushing over the outline of Derek's cock for a second before he rested it back on the table.

Stiles could feel himself getting more and more aroused, but he needed to concentrate on his food. He didn't want anyone else to pick up those notes on his scent. But all he could think about was them here with their pups. How they'd have to make those pups first. The two of them- Derek's reaction to his pregnancy, how he'd touch Stiles so much.

His first heat was in a few days.

He was very fertile.

Stiles let out a breath, his eyes darker the next time he looked at Derek. Both of them were steadily making their way through their meals, and he really didn't want to rush. He didn't want them to rush their way through their date to just get back to bed.

"So your hot date," he started softly. "You known him a long time? Or is he just a cute guy you've picked up? Handsome guy like you could have anyone you wanted-"