Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.
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It was wrong. So terribly wrong.
Derek knew that, kept telling himself every time that this time, was the last time.
But it never was.
He opened the window, the frame sliding open silently as moonlight cascaded over his back, offering dim light into the dark bedroom before him.
Not that Derek needed it. He could see perfectly in the dark, he was a predator, a animal in human flesh.
He slipped inside, not bothering to close the window behind him as he crept towards the bed where Stiles slept.
Peaceful and unaware of what was about to come.
The teenager mumbled, slurring nonsense about whatever dream he was having, as Derek closed the distance between them.
The bed creaked softly, old springs protesting as Derek joined Stiles on the bed, yanking away the blanket that covered Stiles' slumbering form.
"Uh–wha?" Stiles groaned, trying to lift his head, so human and so slow to rouse to danger.
Derek's hand cupped the back of Stiles' neck shoving his head back down into the pillows.
"Mmph!"
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- Part 1 of Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.
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Sequel to How Do You Sleep At Night? But can be read as a stand alone.
Stiles didn’t view himself as a good person.
He hadn’t for a long time now. Good people didn’t give their alcoholic father whiskey just to get information out of him.
Good people didn’t have recurring dreams about an emotionally stunted werewolf raping them—and liking it.
They didn’t fantasize about it happening in the daylight, in the waking world.
But Derek barely looked at Stiles most of the time, only interacting with him when the situation forced it.
So Stiles bit his tongue and accepted that it was just dreams. Just a subconscious fantasy.
Until—
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- Part 2 of Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.
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It had sounded a lot more fun in theory. He’d imagined they’d get food, sit in the car, chat for a bit—
Then bam! The supernatural killer of the week would show up, wham, bam, thank you ma’am, and they’d be home in time for some kinky sex.
Okay, so maybe his expectations were more than a little unrealistic—but it always looked so much cooler in movies than in real life.
He exhaled, shifting in his seat for the third time in less than a minute.
“Can’t you sit still?” Derek growled from the driver’s seat.
“Is that a rhetorical question?” Stiles snarked, lifting his feet onto the dash.
Derek’s eyes flashed, and Stiles’ thigh was promptly swatted.
“Feet off the dash.”
Stiles groaned, dropping his feet. He managed to sit still for all of twenty seconds before his leg started bouncing.
Derek’s glare could have peeled paint.
“I can’t help it!” Stiles huffed, slumping back into the leather seat. “This is so boring. Not at all as hot as the movies make it out to be.”
Derek raised an eyebrow. “You thought a stakeout for a murderer would be hot?”
“Well, when you say it like that—”
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- Part 3 of Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.
- Part 1 of Requested/Prompted Stories
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Stiles is running, lungs burning and legs aching, but he can't stop.
Not when the snarling is right behind him, tigs snapping as the thunderous sounding footsteps gain on him more and more.
Stiles' skin prickles and he tries to dodge right—but arms like iron wrap around his waist and suddenly he's crashing to the ground.
Stiles' breath leaves him in a whoosh as they roll, bodies tumbling until Stiles' face is pinned down into the dirt.
He sputtered, barely able to spit the leaves out of his mouth before the air fills with the loud sound of pants ripping. His pants.
"Fuck!" Stiles shouted, clawing uselessly at the dirt as he tries to get away. Dirt gets under his fingernails but he doesn't make it a inch, unable to fight the hold Derek has on him.
"I caught you," A animalistic voice snarled above him and Stiles whimpered.
"So be a good bitch and submit,"
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- Part 4 of Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.
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Peter rapes Stiles while Derek (hidden) watches. That’s it, that’s the fic.
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- Part 5 of Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.
- Part 3 of Requested/Prompted Stories
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Stiles had been busy lately—overdue projects and schoolwork piling up—which meant they hadn’t had much time for sex recently. He was practically buzzing with anticipation at the thought of spending the night together.
“What’s taking so long?” Stiles huffed when Derek still hadn’t appeared.
“So impatient,” Derek snarked, his footsteps finally echoing from deeper inside the loft.
“Duh,” Stiles grinned. “I was promised something special tonight and—oh my god.”
Stiles’ jaw dropped.
Derek stepped into view, and Stiles was rendered completely speechless.
He was wearing a pink pleated mini skirt, which did absolutely nothing to hide the outline of his cock—
“Are you wearing panties?” Stiles gasped, slack-jawed as he stared. Derek’s cock, flaccid but still thick and heavy, was barely restrained by a pair of nearly see-through pink lace panties.
Then Derek lifted the hem of the skirt slightly, revealing a dainty little white bow at the waistband.
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- Part 2 of Requested/Prompted Stories
- Part 6 of Sweet dream or Beautiful nightmare.