Derek (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} surlier) wrote, |
"I refrained from making the first move for so long. But it was worth it when we finally did." Derek had no regrets. "Mm I think that came true," he said warmly. "At lesser I hope you never want to leave my bed. Our bed." The last part he did know and remembered, tears streaming down Stiles' face at the thought of Derek being mates with someone else, loving and mating some other omega. "I wondered if I should tell you before I took you to bed. If I should have told you when you first came over." But he'd smelled of so much anxiety and unhappinesss, then so good that Derek had to take a breather outside before he did anything untoward.
"If is known that it was going to hurt you, I would have told you then," he said quietly.
But now Stiles knee and they were here.
"That's why--" the plug. "I don't-" and he said too wet. Derek couldn't bite back his growl or the way his cock throbbed hard in his jeans. "Too wet is like saying that you'll be too aroused. I don't know if that's a thing. It's not a thing." He paused. If Stiles was too wet -- his eyes burned red-- he'd just get down and clean him up with his tongue. Probably wouldn't help the wet situation, but he was okay with that.
"Maybe I should make you come on my fingers first, make sure you're extra relaxed while I'm stretching you out. Don't want my knot to hurt you." There were some Alphas, probably the ones that worote shit online that didn't stretch their partners enough for it to be comfortable for everyone involved. As for it feeling good enough for him, Derek could only grin.
"Did it feel good for you when you were in me?" He asked lowly, already knowing the answer. "But if you don't like it, then we'll figure something else out." Though he doubted that would be the case, he did want Stiles to know that he wasn't sentenced to a life of taking a knot he didn't like.