Derek Hale Imagines

Touch yourself *Mild smut*

Derek Hale x Gender Neutral!Reader

Requested by anon​

Warnings: Implication of masturbation.

"Derek will be by during the night to check on you." Scott assured you. He and Stiles were sitting in your living room having double-checked your house was secure. You huffed and nodded. They had spent the better part of the day adding locks and fixing the broken window in the basement.

"Are you sure this isn't overdoing it?" You asked. They glanced at each other and Stiles shook his head.

"No way. After what this creep did." Stiles said quickly. Scott hopped to his feet and gestured like he was worried Stiles had scared you.

"But you don't need to worry. It'll just be a couple of days and we'll make sure someone is always here to keep an eye on you." Scott assured you.

"Except for tonight." you pointed out and he smiled awkwardly.

"Ok yes, for fifteen minutes tonight. But the place is secure." Scott assured you. With a laugh, you pointed out that you were joking. In the evening Stiles went off and you got ready for bed. You heard Scott call up to your room a few hours later.

"Derek will be here soon." He called up the stairs and left. You had expected the house to feel eerie and uncomfortable but there was no sense of dread. Even when the heating clicked off and made noises that would normally make you sit up awake just in case something had broken in.

Your eyes slipped shut as you relaxed and sank further into your bed as your eyes fell shut.

"Comfortable?" Derek said. Smiling as you felt the bed dip you nodded.

"Yeah." You said sleepily.

Derek paused as he double-checked the perimeter. He was standing under your bedroom window and he could hear something up in your room. Then he heard you say his name. A gasped cry as if trying to be quiet. Hurrying to round your house Derek fumbled in his pocket for the front door key that Scott had dropped off with him and rushed inside. He stopped only long enough to secure the door and took the stairs two at a time. He burst into your room and snapped the light on. You yelped and sat up, yanking at your bedding to cover yourself.

"I thought something was attacking you." Derek said awkwardly as he stood frozen in the door and he took in the room enough to realise what was going on.

"N-no. Just me. Alone. Trying to fall asleep." You said and hoped he hadn't heard you.

"They did tell you I'd be round?" He asked and the awkwardness hung in the air when you nodded slowly. "You were calling my name."

The smile on Derek's face made it abundantly clear that he knew you'd been touching yourself and thinking about him. You stared up at him in the doorway with wide eyes. "I. must. Have been sleeping. Sleep talking."

"Hmm. Well if there's nothing that I can help you with I guess I'll leave you to sleep." He was smiling at you in a way that said the offer of help was more than just keeping watch over you, if you asked him.

"Help?" You asked and he tilted his head to one side.

"Show me how you touch yourself. I want to see." He said and your mouth fell open as you stared at him.