Oral Fixation - Stiles Stilinski - 18- Omegaverse AU

0. Oh, Brother of Mine

Rutting: the intense biological urge of an alpha to mate, typically triggered by proximity to an omega in heat

September 3rd, 2022
6:49 PM

Hale Loft, Beacon Hills, California

   "Derek, just let me in..." Stiles crossed his arms, annoyed, as Derek stopped him from walking up to his loft.

   "Nope..."

   "Derek..." Stiles knit his eyebrows, angry at the man. "You are the only person with a Bestiary. Since turning 18 a couple of weeks ago, his body has changed. Argent isn't here anymore," Stiles sighed. He was in desperate need of help.

   "Just tell me what you want, and I will look for it, then send you a picture..." Derek grumbled. He wanted to get back to fixing up his car. In all honesty, he knew what Stiles was going through. His scent has been driving everyone crazy. He was an Omega. He smelled and looked so breedable. It was quite evident to anyone with superhuman senses. His pack was ignoring him because they couldn't control themselves around him.

   "Derek... Please," Stiles closed his eyes and huffed, upset. "I... need to know it is not him coming back," Stiles said, and Derek raised an eyebrow. "Nogitsune..."

   "Stiles, it's not him..."

   "How do you know, though?" Stiles pursed his lips and then raised an eyebrow as Derek looked at him, "You know what's happening, don't you..."

   "I... You should talk to Scott,"

   "I fucking can't. He keeps dodging me," Stiles said. Derek didn't want Stiles in his loft because his scent would likely drive him into a rut. "Derek, you are the alpha to... why can't you tell me?" Stiles muttered, "I... I am scared," he said.

   It was rare for a human to be an Omega, but it was possible. It honestly did have something to do with the Nogitsune. He left the spirit of a fox inside of Stiles, but in no other way was he supernatural. He couldn't shift. He didn't have any special abilities, just an Omega body and the seemingly unquenchable thirst for sex.

   "Stiles, I promise that you are okay. Just give Scott some time and-" He tried to calm Stiles down when he caught a scent, and it wasn't Stiles' insanely erotic scent, for one.

   "You. are. My. Alpha. To," Stiles reminded him, and that's when Derek put his large hand over Stiles' mouth to shut him up. The boy looked up at him, mildly annoyed and mildly turned on.

   "Stop it," Derek whispered.

   "Stop what?" He said muffled.

   "Stop smelling like that. You are attracting another Alpha," Derek scolded, and Stiles looked up at him, still confused. Stiles being turned on by Derek touching him was only making his erotic scent stronger. "Just... fucking go in," Derek said, stepping aside. Stiles stopped, curious about what the man was smelling. The Alpha was getting close. "Go!" He growled, and Stiles scampered inside.

   Derek could smell the Alpha coming closer. He didn't know if he was friendly or her for a brutal takeover. So he approached it like always, with brute force. He growled and ran around the corner, grabbing the neck of the Alpha and pinning him to the side of the building. The two of them widened their eyes after they glared at each other for a moment.

   "Derek?"

   "Honor?" Derek said. The night of the fire ran through his mind again... He saw his house falling on his entire family... he must have made it out with Cora or Laura. "Fuck! Shit! Honor!" He grabbed his brother, hugging him to his chest.

   "You're alive?" Honor asked, confused. He thought that his entire family had died. He was coming back to Beacon Hills for a walk down memory lane. He was coming by to ask permission to be in the town when he caught the scent of an Alpha. Derek looked at the front door of the building, remembering that he had let Stiles in to go through his information.

   "Let's take a walk... brother,"

   "I think that is a good idea," Honor said. He had so much to tell his brother. He would start by asking how they both managed to become Alphas.

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