Sterek Ficlets

Middle of My Life

Stiles was teasing Derek as they got the kids ready for school.

Derek huffed in annoyance and Stiles smirked before clearing his throat. "Hey, Der-Bear, Wolf & Moon of My Life?"

The tips of Derek's ears turned a dark shade of pink.

"Daddy looks like a tomato!" Tasha said with a giggle.

Stiles tutted at their daughter in disapproval. "Hey, you're right but we don't point that out, do we?"

Tasha's eyes went wide, imitating her daddy's Bambi eyes. "No, Daddy."

"Ok sweetheart go put your shoes on and help your brother tie his." Stiles waited until she was out of the room.

His husband, still sporting pink cheeks, was leaning against the counter with his arms crossed. Stiles sighed fondly and walked over to Derek. "Hey."

Derek, who was actively avoiding eye contact, didn't move.

Stiles wrapped his arms around Derek's neck, smiling sweetly. "Now, Der. We talked about this. What do we always tell the kids?"

"Lots of things," Derek mumbled under his breath, determined not to look into those knowing amber eyes.

"We tell them that they can be anything they want to be. So, if you don't want to be a tomato, I know you can be any vegetable you want."

Derek scowled at his husband. "I am so very glad that you find my embarrassment amusing. Welcome to my early mid-life crisis."

Stiles's lips shifted into a pout. "Your adorableness amuses me. Also, you can't have a midlife crisis yet."

"Why not?" Derek asked, his brows furrowing and quirking in question.

"Easy," Stiles said. His smile turned teasing. "It's because your eyebrows already had one for you. Cause you know they've been working longer and harder."

Derek's cheeks flamed and he gave a little growl. "Stiles."

Stiles squeaked-a manly squeak thank you very much-and gestured over his shoulder. "Kids. School. So, you just uh stay here and I'll come back when I uh come back." He kissed Derek's cheek and turned. "Okay?"

The wolf grabbed his husband's wrist and pulled him back in. He nipped Stiles's ear and gripped his mate's hips with a low growl in his ear. "Take them to school and then come right back."

"Uh..." Stiles stalled, his brain blue screening. "Yeah. I can uh do that. Why though?"

Derek smirked. "Because this teasing has me riled up and we both know that there's one way better than any other to get that energy out. "

Stiles shivered. "Is the wolf going to come out to play?"

"What do you think?" Derek asked, biting at the pale column and sinking his teeth into the mating mark.

"Shit!" Stiles gasped out followed by a high-pitched whine. "Derek!"

"Stiles," Derek said in an identical exclamation.

Stiles huffed and pouted. "You Derek Hale...You are an evil evil man." It was said without heat but definitely with a scowl.

Derek chuckled deeply. "Go on now. Kids. School. Home." He gave Stiles a little push and just before he was out of reach, Derek spanked him. The action elicited another-much less manly-squeak and this time, Stiles was the one leaving with dark pink cheeks and a restlessness only the wolf could settle.