Smut Please (boyxboy) #wattys2016

What You Love (Sterek)

In a world full of the word yes Stiles had no problem screaming no when people needed to hear it. So when Derek told him that he planned to take on the rest of Deucalion's pack with just Isaac, Boyd, and Erica, Stiles had no problem screaming no over and over until he had to be physically restrained by Isaac.

"Stiles this is my pack, my cartel." Derek told him, arms crossed

"My ass!" Stiles screamed "This is literally the dumbest thing anyone in this pack has ever suggested."

"It's not a suggestion, I will do this alone."

"You'll be doing this with my foot up your ass Derek Hale." He hissed "You have to bring the entire pack, you can't just fucking clam up now that you know there might be bloodshed. We know what we signed up for. So sack up because we're helping."

"Stiles before you met me you were just some kid sneaking out and getting drunk off life, you and your friends were normal." Derek looked regretful for a moment and it lit a ball of rage in Stiles stomach "I may not be the alpha of the pack but I am the leader of this cartel, all of the responsibility falls to me. It is my drug cartel, Deucalion is my problem, you are my mate, and this is my pack. What I say goes" Derek seemed to hesitate "Plus I can't lose you, any of you."

"Oh fuck you, cry me a fucking ocean Derek." Stiles yelled trying to gain control of his emotions "Scott, Danny, and Jackson were werewolves for almost a year before I met you" Stiles scoffed rolling his eyes "I trained those three idiots when Peter couldn't help because they all refused to think of him as alpha. I help Lydia through her first and only breakdown when her scream peeled the skin off of someone's face. I was with Allison when she told her father that she wouldn't be following in his footsteps. I learned how to control my spark all on my own before I knew who Deaton was and I was born a human lie detector. I killed Ennis with one swipe of my blade last week. I've dealt with all of these problems and more, my friends defer to me. I have been there from the beginning and I will be here for the end God dammit." Isaac had let go of Stiles now and Stiles walked forward until he was toe to toe with Derek and he didn't not back down when his mate barred his teeth. The stuttering hot head had been replaced with a strong, confident, man who would get what he wanted. "I was the alpha of my own pack way before I became the bitch in yours."

Derek looked uncomfortable under Stiles' stare but he didn't back down. He forgot sometimes how powerful Stiles was, his lankey, barely legal mate could kill everyone in the room without breaking a sweat and Derek needed to be reminded of that every once in a while.

"We will do this together," Stiles said firmly, his entire body seemed to burn with authority "Or not at all."

"Don't try and tell me how to control my pack" Derek snarled only to jump back when Stiles let out a terrifying snarl of his own, his eyes blazing white and burning into the core of Derek's soul. The beta averted his eyes, tilted his head so his neck was bared in submission, and whimpered. He couldn't find it in himself to be embarrassed or angry, everyone was staring at Derek and Stiles in shock but no one said anything. Not when Derek submitted to a human, not when said human bit Derek's neck gently to acknowledge his submission, and definitely not when Derek let out a desperate little noise and the smell of his arousal spiked through the room.

Stiles heard the noise and snapped his head up to look around the room "Leave" His voice left no room for argument. "Return tomorrow, but leave us for now" The beta's and humans scattered for the door. The minute they were gone Stiles was pushing Derek into a wall, his eyes burning white again.

"You underestimate me" Stiles said kissing along Derek's jaw line as the beta shivered underneath him "I play the blushing bride in front of everyone because you asked me too so please don't forget that I am not weak." He whispered planting a firm kiss on Derek's lips. The wolf moaned into the kiss and bucked forward, a whine drawing out of him when Stiles stuck his hand down Derek's pants. "Silly little wolf," Stiles chuckled drawing his strokes out slowly. "Kneel." Stiles whispered against Derek's neck.