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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Teen_Wolf_(TV)
  Relationship:
      Derek_Hale/Stiles_Stilinski
  Character:
      Derek_Hale, Stiles_Stilinski
  Additional Tags:
      Light_Bondage, PWP, bottom!Derek, Top!Stiles, Light_Dom/sub, Triggers,
      Rimming
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-12-07 Words: 2127
****** His Great Submission ******
by ChelseaJay
Summary
     Derek and Stiles have a night to themselves.
Notes
     This was my second Teen Wolf fic and my first actual smut fic. Layne
     Faire prompted "Sterek / tables turned / alpha in submission - need
     more?" Crossposted here. Enjoy!
See the end of the work for more notes
Some think Derek wears the pants in the relationship. They think he pounds into
the boy until he can no longer move. They say the boy whimpers in pleasure as
the alpha forces him to submit. Some think Stiles is a pushover. That he lets
Derek do whatever he wants. That he's on the receiving end of the stick. Some
people are wrong, at least for the night.
"Derek," Stiles called out stepping into the old house.
The pack had left and Stiles had just gotten back from driving Scott home. He
walked through the threshold looking for Derek, but he couldn't find him
anywhere. Walking up the stairs he went to Derek's room, hoping the Alpha would
be there but he was nowhere to be found. Huffing angrily, Stiles turned around
and walked back down the stairs.
"Derek, come on. You know tonight's our sexy time and we hardly get to spend
any time together alone as it is!" He whined, and then he heard a dark chuckle
right behind him.
Jumping at the sound Stiles spun around, arms flailing, falling while clutching
his chest. Derek's arm snapped out and righted him straight away. Stiles
slapped his chest, not that it would do anything.
"Geez Derek! You almost gave me a heart attack!" He yelled still trying to
catch his breath.
Derek stared at him intensely before smirking. Snaking his arm around Stiles
and pulling the boy against his chest. He chuckled before kissing Stiles
hungrily. Stiles returned the kiss with as much vigor before breaking it and
unwrapping himself from Derek's arms, which was surprisingly easy to do.
"Nope," he said. "You promised that tonight I would be in charge. Didn't think
I'd forget did you?" Stiles taunted.
Derek sighed heavily; he actually had been hoping he would forget. He was still
apprehensive about letting Stiles dominate, he'd never submitted to anyone and
he didn't want to start now, but if the boy wanted to top then he'd let him.
"No." He lied.
Stiles could tell because of the amount of time it took Derek to answer. Derek
always had an answer straight away, no thinking involved. He knew what he
wanted, when he wanted it, and how he wanted it. That's just how it was, but
this time Derek actually took time to think over his answer and that's what
made the creepy grin come across Stiles face.
"Derek, Derek, Derek. What a naughty wolfy, lying to your mate. Did you really
think I wouldn't notice?" he said in the most seductive voice he could muster.
Derek looked into his eyes and swallowed. Stiles was sure Derek could see the
determination in his eyes, hell he could probably smell lust radiating off of
him too. Slowly, Stiles walked up to Derek and ran a hand teasingly down his
chest.
Stiles could feel Derek's taut chest beneath his clothes and his lust
increased. Leaning into to Derek, he began to nibble the man's ear. Derek's
body tensed as he tried to maintain control. All he wanted to do was toss
Stiles over his shoulder, take him to his bed, and have his wicked way with him
but that would have to wait for another day. Derek swore he would let Stiles
have this one night and he would go through with it no matter how much it
pained him.
Stiles chuckled, pulling away and pulling out the specially made handcuffs he'd
gotten from Deaton. Derek blanched upon seeing the shiny metal. Realizing
Derek's fear Stiles straightened his face and lowered the cuffs.
"Calm down, Deaton gave them to me subdue your wolf. You know, so you don't
'rip my throat out with your teeth' if you don't like it." Stiles explained,
getting sarcastic towards the end.
Derek slowly nodded not taking his eyes off the handcuffs. Stiles sighed and
put the handcuffs back in his pocket. He slowly walked up to Derek and kissed
him softly.
"Come on, this will be better in a bed." He said rubbing his hand against
Derek's hardened bulge and leading him up the stairs.
Derek complied and followed the boy to his bedroom. Upon entering the room
Stiles stopped abruptly spun around, pushing Derek against the wall and pinning
him there. Derek could have easily got out, but something about the aggressive
way Stiles was holding him there kept him from moving.
"Don't move." Stiles demanded, trailing kisses along Derek's jawline then down
his neck.
When Stiles began sucking, Derek's bulge grew tighter and a low moan escaped
his throat. Stiles smiled against his neck. He sniffed him ever so often; a
scenting trait he learned put wolves at ease, as he unbuckled Derek's pants and
slid them down slowly.
Running his hands up Derek's body Stiles pulled the man's shirt over his head.
Gazing at the alpha's body Stiles couldn't help but lose a little of his
confidence. He wasn't sure if he could do this anymore. He'd never topped a
man; actually Derek's the only person he'd ever been with so it's not like he
even had practice with a girl though he knew it was different.
Picking up on Stiles change in attitude, Derek decided to reassure his partner
in the best way he could.
"Stiles, I need you inside me." He groaned, reaching to grab his hardened cock
but Stiles slapped his hand.
"No. Tonight you're mine and all mine. No touching, I'm gonna give you
everything you need." Stiles replied catching Derek off guard.
Noticing Derek's shocked face, Stiles grinned. His confidence coming back, he
pulled Derek to the bed and pushed him down. Straddling him, Stiles began to
pepper his chest with kisses, sometimes switching between sucking and biting.
When Stiles got to Derek's nipples, he began pinching and twisting them. Loving
the moans that were escaping his mouth and the way he would arch his body into
the boy's touch.
Derek began to thrust his cock against Stiles' growing bulge. Stiles froze,
pinning Derek's waist to the bed. He shook his head and pulled off his shirt.
Pinching his own nipples and grinding against him, he let out a low moan.
Daring Derek to touch him, knowing the punishment Derek would receive if he
moved.
Derek took the bait, reaching up to grab Stiles waist, but Stiles quickly
jumped off the bed. Glaring at Derek, Stiles tipped his head to the side and
tsk'd.
"Bad boy, I told you no touching and you tried to anyway. You must be
punished." Stiles remarked grinning wickedly.
Derek's face paled. He didn't know what his punishment would be but whatever it
was he was sure he could take it as long as Stiles was the person to give it to
him.
Stiles slowly unbuckled his pants and slid them down, brushing against his cock
and letting out small moans and whimpers as he did so. He'd noticed that
teasing and taunting Derek turned the man on more and wondered if after this
Derek would ever submit to him again, but he quickly pushed the thought out of
his mind and stared at the sight before him.
Derek was laid on the bed in nothing but a pair of black boxers, body writhing,
and waiting for his touch. He smirked and walked closer to Derek, running his
hand up the man's leg, getting closer and closer to his manhood but stopping
just before then switch to the other side. Derek was now panting, begging
Stiles for more.
Stiles bent over Derek running his hands down his abs and grabbed his boxers
slowly pulling then down. Derek gasped from the friction as Stiles grabbed his
cock roughly and began to stroke. Derek thrust his hips to match his pace, but
Stiles stopped him by raising a brow.
Derek whimpered as he ceased movement and waited for Stiles permission.
Continuing to stroke Derek's hard cock Stiles began to stroke himself through
his boxers until he could feel the precum through them.
Stopping all motion Stiles stood up and quickly removed his boxers. Getting on
top of Derek, Stiles began to rub their hard-ons together earning a low growl
from the alpha writhing beneath him. He smiled to himself as he bent down a
kissed Derek hungrily, sliding his tongue over the man's bottom lip for
entrance.
Derek obeyed, letting Stiles tongue enter and they battled for dominance.
Derek, thought he was winning until Stiles thrust against him harder, causing
him to moan louder and lose concentration. Grinning after his victory, Stiles
pinned Derek's hands above his head.
"Close your eyes, and focus on my heartbeat." He said panting as he leaned down
to get the handcuffs out of his jean pockets.
Slyly, he cuffed Derek to the bed before the man could figure out what he was
doing. Snapping his eyes open Derek growled at Stiles, but the boy was
prepared. He looked Derek into the eyes and spoke gently.
"Derek, calm down. Nothing's gonna happen; I won't let anything happen to you.
I love you; you just have to trust me."
Slowly Derek calmed down and looked in Stiles eyes with want and need. Seeing
that Derek was ready Stiles decided it was time to get the party started.
Slipping between Derek's thighs, Stiles licked his cock from the head to the
base. Occasionally sucking on his balls until Stiles got to Derek's tight hole.
Using his tongue Stiles circled Derek's hole before entering it slowly. Derek
tensed at the action but Stiles could feel the pleasure radiating off the man.
Slowly Stiles got rougher with his tongue, licking Derek's ass fast and hard as
Derek moaned his names and begged for him to get inside him. Stopping, Stiles
leaned over Derek and opened the drawer of the nightstand and the man whimpered
at his exit. Getting the bottle of lube, Stiles squirted some on his fingers
and tossed it to the side.
Gently, Stiles slide one finger into his hole. Pushing slowly as Derek growled
in pain, sliding out, he pushed into his hole again but faster. Derek let out
another groan, as Stiles continued. Once Derek seemed comfortable he added
another finger stretching the alpha further. Stiles began to scissor him while
searching for his sweet spot. When Derek's back arched off the bed Stiles knew
he'd found the spot.
Smirking, he added another finger as Derek pushed back roughly against Stiles
hand, matching the rhythm.
"I need you," Derek groaned, panting hard.
Stiles nodded withdrawing his fingers and reaching for the lube. He squirted it
on his hand then rubbed it on his throbbing cock. Placing his tip at Derek's
entrance he looked at the man and making sure he was ready.
"Hurry!" Derek growled arching his body off the bed.
Stiles didn't need hear it twice. He slowly pushed into a hissing Derek until
he was completely sheathed. Waiting for Derek to get used to him inside he
leaned down and kissing Derek passionately, thrusting his tongue into his
mouth.
They battled until Derek couldn't take it anymore and pounded his ass against
Stiles. Stiles moaned and slowly slide his cock out of Derek then pounded into
him fully. Derek moaned in pleasure and Stiles took that as a green light as he
repeated the motion, going faster each time.
Derek was now trembling beneath him and Stiles could tell he was close.
"Faster Stiles, I'm close." Derek moaned. Stiles stopped and Derek whimpered.
"No, you'll come when I say you can." Stiles declared moving in and out of
Derek slowly.
Stiles loved the look of complete submission on Derek's face. The look told him
that he trusted him completely and would do anything he wanted him too.
Suddenly, Stiles pounded hard into Derek resulting in a very loud moan from the
man.
This turned Stiles on even further as he continued to pound into the alpha
harder and faster, until he was almost at his peak. Gripping Derek's length,
slides began to stroke him matching the pace of his pounding and soon Derek's
cum was shooting through the air. After a couple more pumps Stiles came in
Derek, collapsing on top of the man.
After catching his breath Stiles slid slowly out of Derek. Reaching for his
jeans he pulled out the keys and uncuffed Derek, tossing the keys and cuffs
across the room before collapsing onto the bed next to his mate.
"That was…" Stiles said trying to think of a word.
"Yeah, I know." Derek replied.
"Glad, we're on the same page."
Stiles turned over and flung his arm over Derek, getting comfortable and
drifted into sleep.
"I love you, too" Derek whispered into the sleeping boys' hair before falling
asleep too.
Maybe, just maybe they would do this again.
End Notes
     I think I tagged everything right, if not just let me know in the
     comments so I can add it. Thanks for taking the time out to read my
     story.
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