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

Whilst there wasn’t a significant age difference between them it was still there, still enough that Derek really had been waiting. Stiles hadn’t at all. Certainly he’d had the younger teenage dreams of wanting to find a mate (hell, when he’d been younger he’d have been happy to have just touched someone or made out with them) but there had been no time at all between him presenting and finding out he was supposed to be with Derek. At least Derek hadn’t been pining all this time, looking for a mate he couldn’t find. At least he’d been pragmatic and thought maybe he just didn’t have one-

But their lives had always been twisting around each other, they had so much in common, as they’d found out from their times alone together. And not just the loss of loved ones. They were both a lot more than that.

Stiles smiled at the hand pressing to his stomach, at the warm feeling that flooded through him at the thought of growing big with their child; the first time they’d see the scan, the first time they’d hear its heartbeat, feel it move, see it properly in an ultrasound when it had a little face and hands and feet.

“You’ve hardly got a clean mouth yourself,” he teased, settling back further into Derek’s arms. “I read online that at various points in pregnancy I could get really horny and needy because of the hormones. I’m sure you wouldn’t be against fucking me whilst running your hands all over my bump, huh?” Yeah, Stiles was pretty sure he could just remind Derek how fertile he was and his mate would be ready to go.

“Our pack-“ that was nice. Derek’s betas had taken it in their stride with impressive ease. Scott hadn’t, but Scott was an alpha on his own, and another werewolf, and not really Derek’s pack. Maybe that was what was making it so difficult for him to grasp.

“I really think Boyd and Issac would jump at the chance to help you with your- nngh, with your school-“ Stile breathed, lettingoit out a little moan when Derek’s cock twitched inside him again. “That’s another reason I wouldn’t want us to go far for college. Even if they do. I’d want them to always feel like they’re home here, so I think we should stay here.”

Stiles brought Derek’s fingers up to his mouth, kissing them and nibbling on the pads. “Do you think you’ll turn anyone else? Will they and me and the pups be enough? I don’t mind how many betas you want. Scott wants loads but he’s a jackass.”