derek hale imagines.

forty three | ONLY ANGEL

DEREK HALE IMAGINES.
forty three | only angel
SUMMARY; you're naturally an angel in derek's eyes but behind closed doors, derek gets the ultimate taste
WARNINGS; smut!, absolute filth, dirty talk, edging, possessive derek!, territorial derek!, dominant derek!, fluff and language
NOTE; this is my own unique take on harry styles's song "only angel" – had so much fun writing this one ;) enjoy babes Xx

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

"she's an angel, my only angel."

DEREK HALE.

I KNEW EXACTLY WHAT I WAS GETTING MYSELF INTO WHEN I FIRST MET HER. i didn't care one bit. ever since our first encounter, i was completely gone. my mind was endlessly clouded by thoughts of her, i kept seeing her face in my dreams, and i could smell the intense sweet scent of her almost everywhere. it didn't help my case to find out she was close to scott and his mom. this meant i saw her a lot more than i thought i wanted. the more we crossed paths, the more control she gained over me. she was incredibly pure, lighthearted. and incredibly innocent. i've never met anyone like her. her voice was the most perfect angelic voice i have ever heard. she feigned complete innocence.

but i could see right through her. which is why it drew me to her like a moth to a light.

despite her sweet, warm and caring side, behind closed doors she always had full control. she always had me begging for her. pleading for her. practically dying for her. and i fucking let her. i let myself be completely wrapped tightly around that finger of her. i allowed myself to give her complete and full control of me. though i often put up the fight for dominance. i could easily over power if i really wanted to.

there was something in the way of her having nothing but complete control over me that had me stuck in a trance. if i had to describe her, i would describe her an angel. because to me that's what she is. even when she's nothing but a devil in the sheets. in my eyes, she's still the soft perfect angel i'm infatuated with. obsessed with. just like how i'll do anything for her, she'll do anything for me. i want her to do anything for me. i want her to need me.

she knows exactly what she's doing to me. playing hard to get... getting closer and closer then backing away so suddenly. as much as i love this dangerous game we have, i was getting angry. i wanted things official. i want to be much more than we are now. there was no ending to this game the longer he keep playing our cards the way we do. if i was going to make sure i win, i have to do something and i have to do it quick. because there was no way i'm gonna let her slip through my fingers.

that girl is mine. i know it, and deep down, she knows it too. no matter how much she doesn't want to admit it, she knows she's mine. just like i'm hers.