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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Sheriff_Stilinski/Danny_Mahealani/Deputy_Strauss, Sheriff_Stilinski/
      Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Sheriff_Stilinski, Deputy_Strauss_(Teen_Wolf), Danny_Mahealani, Stiles
      Stilinski
  Additional Tags:
      Alpha/Beta/Omega_Dynamics, Omega_Verse, Underage_Sex, Socially_Accepted
      Underage_Sex, Parent/Child_Incest, Socially_Accepted_Parent/Child_Incest,
      Male_Lactation, Dubious_Consent, Dubious_Morality, Dom/sub_Undertones,
      Threesome_-_M/M/M, Spitroasting, Alpha_Sheriff_Stilinski, Omega_Danny
      Mahealani, Omega_Stiles_Stilinski, Sheriff_Stilinski's_Name_is_John, Anal
      Sex, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Praise_Kink, Barebacking, Age
      Difference, Father/Son_Incest
  Series:
      Part 5 of Trees_That_Grow
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-02-03 Words: 4363
****** Crooning Earth ******
by ChainsAroundWings_(AlzeahXei)
Summary
     Stupid Jackson and his stupid dares. He isn't the one facing the
     sheriff now.
Notes
     Since this is a fictional world, any police procedures are made up
     too. Try to bear with it. Skip it. Or read through with clenched
     teeth and end up with sore jaw. Your choice.
John was back from his patrol when Deputy Strauss clapped him on the shoulder,
a bright grin stretching his cheeks apart.
“Remember the little mouse that dug a hole into our system?” The beta asked
with a brush of lips over the sheriff’s ear.
“You mean the rookie hacker that didn’t got away quick enough before Clarke
locked on their position?”
“Yup!” Strauss was rocking his groin gently on firm thigh, but sighed and
stopped when a hand gripped him firmly on the hips. “It’s Daniel Mahealani.”
John frowned, trying to place the familiar name. “Whittemore’s firm partner?”
“That’s his dad,” Strauss joked. “He’s Stiles’ classmate. Don’t traumatize him.
Yet.” Cackling as he ducked away from the playful swat aiming at his head.
John rolled his eyes and proceeded to his office. Fingers on the doorknob, he
took a subtle sniff and cringed at the distressed omega scent wafting from
behind closed door. John rolled his shoulders, reminding himself that he should
play the part of sheriff first before alpha, no matter how much he would want
to comfort the omega behind this door.
The scent was much heavier inside, clinging to all manner of furniture and air,
let alone the tan boy squirming nervously on his seat, jumping when the door
open and face a shade paler when he spotted the sheriff.
Since he has Hawaiian heritage, dark hair and brown skin came along with his
birth, as well as beauty all omega possessed. Fidgeting limbs told John that
the boy was still growing, learning to get use to his new body (it’s an amusing
effort in the Stilinski household daily, now, as well as deathly to any
glassware). John had no doubt the boy would come out of his puberty with the
ability to entice any alpha to mate him.
Taking the seat behind his desk, John’s fingers stapled together and he leaned
forward an inch, catching Daniel’s gaze. The boy stunk of fear, but at least
he’s staring straight into the sheriff’s eyes with stiff, squared shoulders.
“Daniel? Mahealani?”
Daniel bit his lower lips before squeaking out, “Y-You can call me Danny.” At
thirteen, his voice has yet to fully mature. And then as if his subconscious
reminded him, he hurriedly added, “Sir.”
The corner of John’s lips twitched, and he didn’t bother to correct Daniel yet.
“Danny, I assumed you’re aware why you’re sitting in my office?”
Daniel blushed and dipped his chin, eyes fixed on his lap. He nibbled the
inside of his cheek before staring at John from under his lashes. “I hacked
into the department’s system.” His voice was barely above a whisper.
“Yes, yes you did.” John leaned back into his seat. “And you realize what you
did was highly illegal, and will expose confidential police records to
experienced cyber criminals if they find out the door you opened, intentional
or not.”
“I closed it back!” Daniel cried, eyes shining desperately for the sheriff to
believe him. “That’s why I was delayed and your deputy caught me. I swear I
didn’t mean trouble for any of you, sir.” He squirmed in his seat again, cherry
blush high on his cheeks. John wondered if the blush spread to his chest like
Stiles do. “Please don’t tell my parents sir?”
“You’re a minor, Danny. In actual procedure your parent are required to be next
to you in my office as we go through your offence.”
“No!” Even Daniel was stunned by his own outburst, but he regained himself
after a few heartbeats. “Please, please don’t tell my parents sir. I don’t want
to bother them.” His tongue ran over dried lip and sucked on it. “I,I can…does
offering you a blowjob count as bribery?”
John chuckled wryly. “Yes, yes it does. And before you offer, no. Thank you,
but no.” A brow arched. “Why don’t you tell me why you did it instead.”
Daniel dropped his gaze to his wringing fingers, ears crimson. “It, it was a
dare. From a friend. Sir.” He snapped back up the second laughter burst out of
John, eyes wide as saucer at the unexpected reaction from the adult that was
supposed to be reprimanding him.
John snorted into his knuckles as the baffled look staring back at him. “Do you
know who my son is?”
“You’re Stiles’ dad…” The reply trailed into an unsure tone, uncertain if he
had given the correct answer.
John grinned sunnily. “I’m sure you’d been victim to a few of Stiles and
Scott’s dare? Hell, I’m sure half the school had been their collateral damage
to their pranks.”
The boy’s eyes widened in recognition, and then his face scrunched in ire at
whatever memory train that passed, and finally nodded in resigned. “Yes.”
John casually rolled his eyes. “Adolescents.” He straightened his spine and
Daniel’s shoulders were in firm lines, but less tense. “So, since we now
acknowledged that this is merely a playful dare gone wrong, and your first
offence, you won’t be charged or have your name in the records. Consider this
your last warning, son.”
“Thank you sir.” Daniel said gratefully, finally allowing a small smile to don
pink lips.
“I know you’re good boy, Danny,” John ignored the shudder dashing around the
omega’s body. “Don’t make any more foolish mistake. You can go now.” When
Daniel remained in his seat, John tapped a pen on the table top. “Danny?”
Daniel snapped out of whatever daze he was in, but the glaze in his eyes and
the bulge in his jeans informed him otherwise.
“Danny,” John said his name slowly, drawing the omega’s attention until it was
fully on him. “Do you want a reward? You’re a good boy right?”
“Yes! Yes sir!”
“And good boys deserve a reward.” John smiled indulgingly at the glow in
Daniel’s expression. “What do you want then?”
Daniel’s gaze dropped swiftly before meeting the sheriff’s eyes again, but his
intention was as transparent as a cloud in clear sky. “You want to suck me off,
is that it?” Daniel nodded eagerly. John leaned back into his chair as it
rolled into an angle. “Come to me, Danny.”
The omega nearly tripped himself in his haste to comply the alpha’s order. John
spread his legs and Daniel’s lean hips fit between them. A thumb came into
contact with tender, cupid bow lip, caressing it with soft affection, while the
other hand rested on the omega’s ass, idly kneading his cheek. A tongue flicked
hesitantly over the tip of the thumb before sucking it between his lips,
warming it with his mouth.
“Has anyone face-fuck you before?”
“Yes sir. Mr. Whittemore, sir.”
“David, huh. With his knot?”
“Yes sir.” John’s hand grasped the omega’s neck and brought their lips
together, dragging the chaste kiss until Daniel’s body trembling with want.
John dipped his nose behind his ear and trailed the tip to his neck, filling
his lungs with the omega’s honeyed scent. “You smell so ripe, son. Are you on
suppressant?”
“Yes sir, just started last month.”
“Hmmm, no wonder.” John licked a stripe from his neck to his jaw and into his
mouth, claiming another kiss, this time more filthy, filling the room with
stifled moans. And the other reason was due to the hand groping his ass and
stroking his cock through the jeans. The button was popped and zip drawn for
John to be able to pump the released dick.
“Sir?” Daniel’s breath hitched into the kiss, only to keen when John’s wrist
twisted wickedly that had pleasure shooting up from his dick to his spine.
Buckled knees were supported from crumpling to the ground by the hand clamping
on his hips.
“It’s part of your reward, Danny.” John mouthed and tugged on a lobe with his
teeth. “You come first, how about it?”
Smaller hand planted on his, halting all movement as Daniel’s hot breath
tickled his hair. “I-It’s alright sir. I c-can come without any stimulation to
my dick.”
“Is that so?” John’s grin brushed over heated skin, nipping Daniel’s lips and
licking into his mouth, the hand that was no longer on the omega’s cock now
freely roaming under the boy’s shirt, plucking his nipples the moment he found
them. “Such a perfect omega.” John listed with every kiss. “Taking
responsibility of your mistake. Loyal to your friend. Gorgeous, good omega. Do
you want your reward now?”
“Yes, please.”
“Go on then, take what you deserve.” John’s eyes followed Daniel as he glided
to his knees, the grace of his descend spoke of frequent practice, as well as
the way he unfastened the fly to draw the alpha’s cock out. Soft lips embraced
the head first, cheeks hollow as he sucked before licking from base to tip,
tongue pressing flat on the slit had John’s fingers digging into the arms of
his chair. Daniel gave the cock a few more kitten licks before finally guiding
it into his mouth, throat relaxed the instant the head hit the back of his
mouth, gagging reflex disregarded entirely.
It would take a few more tries for John’s cock to be able to fit completely
down the omega’s throat, and there was no need to rush while John enjoyed the
hot, wet mouth enveloping and taking his dick over and over again, so John
merely left his fingers in the boy’s curls, petting him occasionally. Tilting
his head to one side offered him the sight of Daniel’s flush cock, red and hard
and dripping pre-come.
Daniel was fondling his balls when there was a playful rhythmic knock on the
door. The boy stilled with surprise that soon melted to wariness, then back to
forlorn dumbfound when John’s hand on his shoulder drove him back and away from
the alpha’s cock. “A moment,” John told the door as he hoisted Daniel up to his
feet and pecked a consoling kiss on his lips. “You never have a third person
watching you fuck, have you?”
Daniel’s cheek flushed as his gaze drifted aside, nodding. “No, sir. It’s
always only me and Mr. Whittemore.”
“How about experimenting with your friends, is it always just two involved?”
“Yes sir.” Slim fingers that grasped onto John’s wrist were clenching uneasily,
while a bashful smile greeted him. “Still trying to explore every position
before trying for group fuck.”
“David never shared you with anyone else?”
“No sir. We’re almost a pack because our parents are friends and Jackson and I
knew each other since we’re in diapers. I got to share rut with Mr. Whittemore
because I was there when it kicked off, and maintained our relationship ever
since.”
Inside John’s mind the alpha was trying to extract what he knew about the
Whittemore and Mahealani other than their profession, humming when he realized
that other than David, Daniel was surrounded by betas and omegas, and despite
working under the same building, not all alphas were considered as extended
pack members. And with Daniel’s current meek personality while fumbling blindly
through experimental sex with his peers, no wonder the omega got cautious when
there was another set of presence around.
The hand that stroked Daniel’s side up and down helped the omega’s body out of
tight coil. John withdrew kissing Daniel with a nip on his lip, smiling lightly
as the scent of arousal again flooded the room. Feather caresses traced over
Daniel’s smooth jaw. “Do you want to try something new?”
“Sir?”
“Filling here,” A thumb skated across plump lips. “And here,” A finger shoved
the seam of the jeans into the omega’s cunt, earning a sharp inhale and jolting
hips. “Both holes stuff with cocks. At the same time. What do you think?”
With an image to picture in his mind, it wasn’t difficult to stir Daniel’s
desire, nor convince him to agree to such setting. John kissed him soundly,
praising the omega with teeth and tongue. “Remember, if you’re uncomfortable,
you can say no.” He reminded before turning his attention to the door. “Come on
in.”
“Finally, boss.” Deputy Strauss sighed theatrically, flailing the papers in
hand with big gestures that could put Stiles to shame before perking a notice
at the extra occupant in the office. “Oh, Danny boy’s still here?”
“Yes,” One hand rested on the hips that were rocking on the sheriff’s thigh,
seeking friction for his itchy cunt. “We were discussing about trying something
new.”
John laughed as Deputy Strauss’ face immediately lighted up as he closed the
door and skipped forward like a child high on sugar, palms flat and leaning
over the desk. “And what cherry is about to pop?”
“Group sex,” Deputy Strauss jaw’s dropped, and John ignored the line of drool
as his deputy practically undressing Daniel with his eyes. And from Daniel’s
fixed gaze on Strauss, John had no doubt that Daniel would want to refuse this
sweet deal. “How about it, Danny? My cock in your mouth and Deputy Strauss’
cock in your ass.”
John refrained from rolling his eyes at the whooping cheer beside them and
watched Daniel’s eyes fell shut as a whimper escaped his throat, the grip on
his wrist the only anchor for the omega from plummeting completely under. He
kissed away the nervous tremble sprinting around the omega’s body as he
directed Strauss.
“It’s his first time, so go slow.” Then to Daniel, he said, “You know how to
present for a knot? Present yourself to Deputy Strauss.”
Daniel’s spine was a perfect bow as he hiked up his ass, balancing himself with
both hands on the sheriff’s shoulders. Fingers twitched when the jeans were
dropped to his ankle, but other than that, Daniel seemed to anticipate whatever
that was about to happen to him.
John drew him in for a kiss, eating his moans as Strauss played with his hole,
pinching and circling the outer rim until slick coated his fingers. Daniel’s
back spasm when Strauss dove in to lick and slurp for extra slick, sticking his
tongue on random points in to fuck the hole. Gasps bounced around the office as
John mouthed the omega’s neck, lapping up the spots he nipped while fingers
rolling a nipple between them.
The area around his mouth shone with saliva and omega’s slick as Strauss
removed his tongue from the cunt, only to replace it with his fingers. Since
Daniel was wet enough, Strauss could easily fit two inside without much
resistance, the hole sucking them in greedily. John waited until Daniel got
used to the fingers fucking him before asking, “Ready to suck my cock?” It
wouldn’t do if Daniel got tense at the second intrusion and accidentally bite
down on his dick.
Daniel nodded in between pants. A hand massaged the nape of his neck as he bent
to take the alpha’s cock in his mouth, a show of flexibility as he licked the
underside and frenulum before sliding the cock into his mouth, swallowing a gag
reflex and loosening up his throat to take more.
“Easy, easy. No need to rush.” John patted the omega, watched as his cock
glided a few inches out so Daniel could fill his lungs before plunging down on
the cock again. Behind him, Strauss straightened back up, his cock hard and
jutting outside of his uniform pants. Their eyes met, and Strauss waved at
Daniel’s cock.
“Want me to help him come first?”
John shook his head with his lips turned up. “Danny mentioned he can come
without touching his dick.”
“Nice.” Strauss whistled, leaning into the boy’s back with his dick rubbing
between the cracks of his ass, nibbling on one earlobe. “Think you’re ready for
my cock, omega? From the way your cunt sucked my fingers just now, I can see
how hungry you are for a dick inside your hole.” Danny whined around a mouthful
of John’s cock, breath hitched as the deputy slapped him on a round mound,
delighted with the jiggle presented at him. Strauss rested the head right at
the mouth of the hole, caressing it around the rim and watched as the cunt
twitched as if mouthing the dick.
Strauss lined his cock and sunk straight into Daniel’s ass, hissing out a
breath at the slight resistant as the bulbous end breached through tight skin.
Slim fingers closed into fist on John’s thighs, but Daniel’s jaw remained lax
at the intrusion. John distracted him by playing with his tits and soothing a
hand along his sides.
Deputy Strauss sighed with satisfaction as his balls bumped into Daniel’s ass,
dick sitting fully inside, relishing the firm walls clenching and massaging and
building up for the beta’s climax. “Amazing.” Strauss pecked the small of
Daniel’s back and went with the urge to nip on his supple cheeks. “Omega cunts
are just perfect. Danny here is definitely a top contender alongside Stiles.”
John’s thumb trailed along stretched lips, imagining that this was how his cunt
looked like to his deputy, who was currently fucking into the hole with a
leisured pace, pulling out until only the head stayed inside before rolling and
sheathing deep within the omega. “Stiles is Stiles. I’m sure Danny here is a
perfect omega regardless of who the competition is. A beautiful and special
omega that any alpha can be proud of, right?”
The answering purr was enough to send waves of pleasure from his dick to his
mind and back again, no doubt pre-come now a steady flow into Daniel’s throat.
Strauss eventually picked up his pace, slamming into Daniel with short, abrupt
thrust, each shove targeting brutally on his prostate. True to his words, a few
pounds later and Daniel was blowing his load, a streak of white painting the
floor and his shoes. Body growing lax with his release, it was John’s turn to
snap his hip into the omega’s throat, fucking Daniel’s face with his dick so
deep his nose was brushing against the trail of hair from his navel. Tears were
pooling in the boy’s eyes, but he didn’t struggle from letting both alpha and
beta used him until they come.
Strauss impaled deep as he spilled his seed into the omega, determined to empty
the load in his balls before pulling back out. John wasn’t far behind as he
grabbed a fistful of dark hair and thrust deep into Daniel’s mouth, the tip of
his nose almost tapping against his groin as the alpha shot his come down the
omega’s throat, fingers that were resting on his neck felt as the throat
convulsed on reflex to swallow the onslaught of come. John’s knot was just
right outside of Daniel’s mouth, kissing the boy’s lips for five seconds and
then disappeared out of sight.
Deputy Strauss hands on his hips were the only support that was keeping Daniel
upright now. John gathered Daniel into his lap while his deputy cleaned himself
with tissues before tucking his soft dick back under the uniform pants. The
alpha kissed on every available flushed skin, licking cold tears and singing
praises as he went. “So good for us, son. Such a good boy and obedient, perfect
omega. You’re a pride to your alpha and pack.”
Daniel practically melted under the affectionate tone and attention sprinkled
on him, purring in content as he nuzzled John’s neck. Showering him with kisses
and lingering touches, John helped Daniel to put on his jeans and cleaned away
the extra messes. Daniel regained most his senses during his last kiss from the
alpha, though his body was still loose with bliss. “Thank you, sir.” He sighed
into their shared breaths.
John squeezed his ass one last time before patting it. “Deputy Strauss will see
you out.”
Strauss wrapped his arm around the omega’s shoulders and led him towards the
door. Daniel’s steps hesitated at the threshold, craning over his shoulder to
meet the sheriff’s eyes. John waved at him with a grin. “Let’s hope we meet on
better terms next time.” Daniel returned an impish grin that disappeared as the
door closed behind him.
The sheriff had just buttoned up the fly of his pants when the door opened
again, this time his son strolling in with his gaze remained on the hall
outside. If he wasn’t familiar with the furniture arrangement inside the
office, John was sure that the boy would have multiple bruises by now.
“Did I just saw Deputy Strauss escorting Danny out?” Stiles finally turned his
attention back to his father, eyes as wide as an owl’s. “Is Danny a criminal
now?”
“None of your business,” John said as he picked a report to peruse. “And
besides, I thought you mentioned before that everyone in school loves Danny?”
Stiles scoffed as he placed a container on the desk. “That’s why is shocking to
see him here. He and Jackson, are like, angel and devil dancing on Lydia’s
shoulder. Jackson is an acquired taste, but it’s a sin if you hate Danny.”
Stiles pursed his lips in concern. “He’s not in trouble, right?”
John waved his hand in dismissive gesture. “Nothing too grave we need to put on
record.”
Stiles leaned on his elbow and cupped his chin on one palm, a smirk splitting
his face in half. “Off course he’s off record. I bet the persuasion is too
appealing to say no to, right?”
One brow shot high into his forehead as he stared at his son with his lips
curving into a wry grin. “He did offer to bribe me at first, but the fucking
comes after I let him go with a warning. So you’re saying?”
Stiles’ teeth were on full display. “Eat your lunch dad.”
John huffed out an incredulous breath as he peeled off the container cover to
reveal mac and cheese, steaming hot with spices and cheese attacking his nose.
“What’s the occasion, kid?”
Stiles flailed, outraged, and stuck his hands into his hoodie pocket. “What do
you mean ‘special occasion’? It’s just lunch!”
“Yesterday my lunch was tofu burger and a bucket of salad. I don’t think I need
to apologize for the paranoia.”
Stiles rolled his eyes with such force it’s a wonder he didn’t strain a muscle.
“It’s called balanced diet, dad. And besides, you get dessert afterwards. See
if we prepare anything good for you next time.” The words were a mumbled ordeal
in the end.
John was grinning around his mouthful of pasta and creamy cheese. Swallowing
before taking another scoop. “How’s the twins?”
At the mention of his sisters, Stiles eyes brightened as he danced to the back
of the desk, hips leaning on the surface of the desk as he gestured animatedly.
“Oh my GOOOD you can’t believe how cute they are! Babbling to each other and
encouraging one another to stand without toppling over. With baby words! And
giggles in bubble baths. And their sleeping face!” Stiles cooed as he tried to
mimic Sophie and Emily. “How? How is it possible for two adorable beings
existing in this world?”
“Because I have great genes?”
Stiles’ face scrunched up as he stared at his father. “I think Jordan’s the one
with the better genes.”
John snorted as he finished up the last of his meal. It was an argument he
rather not get into, here or at home. He wrapped a hand around his son’s waist
and hauled him into his lap, drawing the hoodie zip down to expose his tits.
“I’ll definitely be a grandfather the moment you and Derek mated.” He said
while pinching and rubbing a nipple, playing with them until they tightened
before latching on one.
Stiles’ fingers twitched at the teeth on his tits, but resumed to brush John’s
hair in idle manner, groaning a purr as sucking produced rich milk for the
alpha to taste. Since his nipples were only played with when the alphas want to
nurse him, Stiles rarely lactate outside of stimulation. “I like children. I
took care of Sophie and Emily like a pro. I’m sure I can handle children of my
own.” The omega exhaled a soft sigh as a finger prodded over his clothed hole.
“And I think the twins won’t mind a playmate or two.”
John hummed had Stiles’ body bucked at the vibrating pleasure. When the milk
had dried up, he suckled on the other one. “How’s school?”
“Oh, same ordinary halcyon days.” Stiles swept an array strand away and brushed
a kiss over the temple. “Scotty’s still a puppy, Lydia’s still a goddess, and
Mr. Harris is still a douche trying to find any excuse to make me stay back for
detention.”
“Mr. Harris better remember that he’s only allowed to give you detention. Any
other kinds of punishment are mine to execute.” He bit down on the nub, and
Stiles whimpered at the sting. But the omega was preening too, at his pack
alpha’s protectiveness and possessiveness. He caressed soothingly down John’s
neck.
“I think after the last parent-teacher conference he got your message loud and
clear, daddy-o.”
John leaned back after swallowing the last drop of milk, meeting his son’s lips
for a savoring kiss, licking his way into hot cavern.
Stiles was the one that ended the kiss, standing back up after redressing
himself. “I’m going to Derek’s after this.” He said as he picked up the empty
container.
“The Hale’s house?”
Stiles’ jaw dropped with aghast, giving his father’s laughter a stink glare.
“No!” He sneered out scathingly. “Derek’s loft. As much as I love big family,
the Hales are a bit too much for me to digest. Especially Uncle Peter.” He
shuddered at the mention of his name. “That man creeps me out.”
“That’s how he is. Peter doesn’t mean any harm.” John paused a beat and
shrugged. “Well, normally.”
“You’re the sheriff. How are you allowing a man that gives your son hives just
by smirking walk under the sun?”
“Go to Derek, Stiles. Goodbye.”
Stiles’ answer was to blow him a raspberry.
John snorted at his son childish antics and resumed to read the report on hand
in the quiet of his office, occasionally intruded by whatever ruckus his
deputies had gotten themselves into. Especially with the coffee machine.
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