Derek Hale Imagines

MILF

When you came down the stairs first thing in the morning, you had totally forgotten that your 16 year old son had friends sleepover the previous night until they stared at you wide eyed from the kitchen table. You played it off cool, pretending that you were wearing more than just one of Derek's Henleys and your lacy panties that were only barely covered by Derek's shirt.

"Morning, sweetheart. Did you all sleep well?" You ask casually as you walk to the fridge.

"Yeah, little noisy last night but we slept fine." Your son Luke says, giving you a knowing look.

"What are you talking about? We didn't hear a thing." His friend says, motioning to the other two.

"Luke, no picking on your mother." Your husband says as he comes up behind you. He gives your son a hard glare and then his friends the same before spinning you around and kissing you hard. "You go shower, I'll make breakfast." He smiles.

"Mkay." You hum as you walk away.

The moment Derek hears the shower turn on he smiles, turning to prepare breakfast for you, but the whispering of your son's two friends caught his attention.

"Luke! Your mothers a total MILF!" His one friend whispers, gesturing with his hands about your boob size.

"Yeah, if she was younger, I'd totally tap that." The other friend says, nodding.

Derek lets out a low growl, his back turned to the boys, he can feel his eyes shifting, his ears growing, his feral fangs replacing his beautiful pearly whites.

"Shut up you idiots. Mom would never date your loser asses, she's crazy in love with dad. And you do know that she's pregnant again? And have some respect, that's my mother. You wouldn't speak of your mother that way." Your son says, reaching over to hit both of his friends across the back of their heads.

Derek starts to imagine your beautiful face and slowly shifts back into his normal self, he smiles at his sons words. He did something right, he got through to his teenage son. He feels very proud of his son in this moment.

Luke turns quickly, knowing his father's 'anger issues', and let's out a sigh under his breath when he realized his father hasn't shifted.

The one friend looks up at the clock.

"Shit! It's almost 11:00, our ride will be here soon!" Friend says to other friend as they run to get their stuff.

Luke stands up and walks to his dad. "I'm sorry dad."

"Why are you sorry son?" Derek asks, eyebrows furrowed.

"I let them talk about mom like that." Luke says, looking towards the floor in disgust.

"No, Lucas Dante Hale, you handled that perfectly. You defended your mother and acted like a true gentleman. I'm very proud of you." Derek says as he walks toward his son, he pulls him into his arms.

"What are you two girls crying about?" You ask walking into the kitchen. "And where's my breakfast?"

Derek pulls away from Luke and realizes he forgot to make you food.

"I'm sorry!" Derek says. "Luke's friends were talking about you in an inappropriate way and he defended you and I'm so proud of him."

"What were they saying?" You ask hands crossing over your small little baby belly.

"They called you a MILF and said that they'd bang you." Your son says in complete utter disgust.

"Oh. Okay." You say. "Husband, take me out for food, now."